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[img]https://i.postimg.cc/4dR0g1Vq/image.png[/img][hr][@BlueSky44][@Kirah][@Nallore][@FantasyChic][@Natsu][/center][hr][center][h3][color=84B4E2][b]The Kingdom of Attilan - the Moon: February 14th, 2021 - 10:10 A.M.[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=f6989d]Bonnie Chase[/color] and [color=d86615]Raynor Blake[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/9QJSnrCM/giphy.gif[/img][hr][hr][b]Location:[/b] Quinjet 
[b]Skills:[/b] [color=d86615]Small Aircraft Piloting[/color], [color=f6989d]Biochemistry, Intuition[/color][/center][hr]	[color=d86615]"Maybe,"[/color] Raynor murmured, turning his head for a brief moment to look at Cass. He didn't think it was a great idea to bring her or any of their mutant friends along on this mission. They had special suits and masks prepared for all of them, in order to minimize any further exposure to the Mists. Only the mutant and inhuman members needed to wear the masks - it was harmless to humans and Asgardians. [color=d86615]"I'll try using universal standard,"[/color] Raynor announced. He didn't know if they used the same sort of morse code in this universe, but they had in his home world so it was worth a shot.

	It was pretty similar to morse code - Raynor flashed a message out with the search light his vessel was equipped with. He frowned, scanning the skies for any response but there was nothing. He repeated the message and again, there was nothing. [color=d86615]"No response. Abercrombie, think you're going to be more than just a little bit irked,"[/color] he added with an eye roll. 

	Bonnie carefully got up, going over to one of the monitors in order to get an atmospheric readout. [color=f6989d]"Atmospheric levels are showing high concentrations of the terrigen mists, yet otherwise are normal,"[/color] she reported. She wasn't a mutant or an inhuman, so there wasn't a risk to her health (that she knew of) from breathing in the mists. But for the rest of the team, they'd need to put those masks on. [color=f6989d]"...I think they were attacked, maybe. The terrigen mists give powers to inhumans, so... What better way to beat back an invading force than powering up your entire populace?"[/color] she proposed. 

	She didn't like the implication that left though - since the terrigen mists had been released into the Earth's atmosphere. Were they going to face some sort of threat as well, the same kind that had been able to decimate Attilan?

	[color=d86615]"Yeah, well, I'm landing now - so you might want to [i]sit your ass down[/i],"[/color] Raynor told Bonnie, a bit of an edge in his voice. The two of them weren't close friends. Bonnie rolled her eyes slightly, before taking her seat next to Flynn again. 

	[color=f6989d]"Does he get off on being a perpetual jackass?"[/color] she muttered to him. The entire quinjet began to shake violently and it suddenly dropped about twenty feet, before Raynor managed to regain control of the craft. A tornado of sorts seemed to have kicked up on the ground and it was heading right towards them, like it was alive. Bonnie white knuckled her seat, fearing for her life as Raynor put the emergency in emergency landing.

	Raynor's forceful and rapid descent to the ground was so fast and sudden that for a moment, it was like they were experiencing no gravity at all. Everyone with long hair would be able to see it practically standing upwards. And when the quinjet smacked down to the ground in front of the rubble of the palace, Goose went flying upwards and the poor kitty struck the ceiling of the jet. Bonnie wanted to puke, looking incredibly green. 

	[color=d86615]"Everyone okay?"[/color] Raynor asked tentatively. The tornado outside dissipated, revealing a young [url=https://imgur.com/rL270I2]woman[/url] and a [url=https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/marveldatabase/images/5/51/Lockjaw_Vol_1_1_Textless.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20171122020841]dog[/url].