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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 - 10:20 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 -> [color=d86615]Outside the Palace [/color]
[b]Skills:[/b] [color=f6989d]Biochemistry[/color] [/center][hr]	[color=f6989d]"Shockingly, hearing you say that only makes me [i]more[/i] worried,"[/color] Bonnie pointed out to Cassandra. She wanted her best friend to stick around, to be there for the long haul. She wanted to eventually end up in the same nursing home as her, complaining about the other residents and their poor hygiene. Who else was going to stay up all night with her to watch the Nobel Prize ceremony? Or gamble on the outcome of the Bachelorette? 

	She peered at the dog for a moment. It had oddly glowing antenna from what she could tell. And the girl looked familiar, as if she had seen her in a file before somewhere but Bonnie couldn't quite place it. [color=f6989d]"I suppose there could be inhuman animals... There's so much about inhuman genetics that we just don't understand."[/color] Now where had she seen that girl before? There was barely any information about Attilan in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s files and there was even less about the Royal Family itself - not for a lack of trying. 

	[color=d86615]"[i]That[/i] is one pissed off inhuman,"[/color] Raynor muttered, grabbing the suit and mask combo before handing it over to Sparky. They weren't going to kick off into the atmosphere any time soon. And so far, the diplomatic mission was going [i]horribly[/i] - which was about what he expected. [color=d86615]"Don't run out the door without this on, you're too cute for M-Pox,"[/color] he teased her, even though he was deadly serious. Cassandra was already infected. They didn't need more teammates in peril. He also hoped that the suit might protect Sparky a little bit from the Weather Witch. 

	Bonnie jumped slightly as Goose bounded into her lap, before scratching the cat behind the ears. [color=f6989d]"Goose, diplomacy first, tentacles second,"[/color] she whispered to the cat.  

	[color=d86615]"Sullivan - what the hell?!"[/color] Raynor exclaimed, his eyes wide as Oliver depressurized the door and opened it, allowing the terrigen mists to flow into the quinjet. Hopefully all of the inhuman and mutant members were in the suits, otherwise they'd have M-Pox and the potentially deadly secondary terrigenesis to handle. He held out his hand and his dagger, Lyting, flew into it before Raynor rushed off of the quinjet. 

	"Stay back," the girl warned Raynor. "You can't disturb him." The dog growled at Raynor, as the Asgardian was about to try to carve Oliver out of the cocoon. 

	[color=d86615]"...Fine,"[/color] he replied curtly. The girl was clearly inhuman and seemingly unaffected by the mists - perhaps she had already gone through all the rounds of terrigenesis she was capable of? [color=d86615]"Who the hell are you?"[/color]

	"I should be asking you the same question, flatscan," the girl sniffed. "I am Princess Crystalia Amaquelin of Attilan. You had better explain yourself."

	Raynor huffed slightly. [color=d86615]"I'm not a flatscan. I'm Raynor, Baldur's son, grandson of Odin."[/color]

	Crystal raised an eyebrow. "I don't care who you are. I care why you've come to our kingdom."