[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=FF8CBD]Tinley Abercrombie[/color] and [color=841536]Tempest Renroir[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/eNYUAcPAP5dbourhcU/giphy.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][color=FF8CBD][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Quinjet -> Inside the Palace
[color=841536][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A[/center][hr]

Tempest didn't really appreciate being thrust into the spotlight as the healer, especially in this instance. [color=841536]"Well....no. Can't do any necromancy. Not that I have tried! Pinky promise! But I seem to be able to heal the symptoms of the sickness. Alleviate pain, but I can't mend a broken heart. Would that I could."[/color] She tried sympathy with the queen, though the queen's words sparked something in Tempest.

They sure as hell sparked something in Tinley.

[color=FF8CBD]"As one of the inhumans who have undergone terrigenesis, your view is warped, though I can sympathize. We can stand here and judge each other's actions until we all get hoarse, but it won't get us anywhere. You took it upon yourself to save your own people, even if it meant others, innocent lives, were destroyed. Let's call that what it is: manslaughter. And now you ask us to take care of this problem to clear the mists away. I pity you, your highness, or whatever title you wish to be addressed. We'll do what you ask and I have your word."[/color]

Tinley didn't specifically say it, but it was heavily implied. You fuck with her team, you fuck with her. And people who fuck with her wind up dead. Or worse.

Tempest cleared her throat. [color=841536]"So, any other information on Thanos and the Black Order we need to know?"[/color] She felt like they were being sent on a suicide mission, which was par for the course once you thought about it. Still, they would try. She glanced at Oliver, worried the guy was still reeling from his mistake and knowing full well that the brunt of all they had been told was about to weigh heavily on all their shoulders. Especially Tinley.