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[h2][color=004d00]Matthew Moss[/color][/h2]
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Location: Outside the palace (in a cacoon thanks Oliver) 
Skills: N/A
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It didn't take Matt more than a second to realize what was happening. He had had this sensation before. He cursed as the cacoon wrapped around him. He was definitely going to punch Oliver now. He'd have to catch him off guard since the jerk had superspeed apparently. If Matt came out of this with a deformation or something terrible he was seriously considering killing Oliver. Okay, he wouldn't actually. But he had put Matt and several other's lives at risk. 

And then the cacoon cracked and he took a deep breath of air. He wasn't certain what was different. That scared him if he was being honest with himself. He didn't know what had changed. Matt did a quick check off all his limbs and rubbed his hands on his face, but everything was covered with the protective gear so he had no idea if he was missing something that would be more apparent without the suit.

[color=004d00]"Did I change color or anything?"[/color] He asked Maria. Matt tried to keep his voice calm and level as he spoke, but he knew he was radiating some anger and a bit of fear. At least he was still alive, he half started to reach for his chest...just to be certain, but kept his hands at his sides.