[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#DDA0DD]Antoinette McCarthy[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[color=#DDA0DD][b]Location:[/b][/color] Stark Tower -- New York City, New York.
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	At least they had a rough idea, that relaxed Antoinette a little bit and once they were on the ship, they would be able to track the device better. Like most of the others from the academy, Antoinette perked up at the idea of being able to wear an Iron Man suit, now that would be something else. Her own eyes sparkled and flashed from the idea of it, she could picture it clearly now. Not only would that cut down on their time, but it would also come in handy should they need to make their own distractions, plus their safety. 
	Antoinette shook her head after Carolina messed up her hair, looking up and going cross eyed as she tried to smooth hair she couldn’t see. Her eyes snapped back when her friend suggested possessing the Silver Surfer. Now that just sounded like a horrible idea to her, making Carolina’s body vulnerable for one and risking all of their exposure for another. She grabbed onto her friends hands and looked at the others in the room, the ones who seemed to be calling the shots. Antoinette wasn't completely comfortable with the idea of it, or the possibility of loosing her friend. She didn't have much, didn't need much but Carolina, she had become a sort of lifeline to Antoinette as of late.