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[h1][color=7d16c7]Oliver Sullivan[/color][/h1]
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[color=7d16c7]Location:[/color] Hangar
[color=7d16c7]Skills:[/color] N/A
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	Oliver watched them talk as the director and everyone was caught up to speed, talking about him and what to do, he cleared his throat and said, "[color=7d16c7]The way I see it, and forgive me if this is breaking the chain here, but I'm feeling pretty involved. What we do next is dependent on one thing, and one thing alone.[/color]" He looked over at Dr. Strange and said, "[color=7d16c7]Doctor, or anybody here, is there any way to evacuate the city? Because if not, we need to move.[/color]" He crossed his arms, visibly uncomfortable with the line of thought he was going down, "[color=7d16c7]That monster, he razed Cardiff, my home is in flames, and I won't let another city burn for me. As long as I stay here, hundred of thousands are at risk.[/color]" His voice was clearly emotional, but it was how he felt. He wouldn't let this happen, he couldn't.

	Looking down at his phone, he wanted to see if the base could withstand a hit like what was happening on the other side of the world, but it seemed iffy. While he was there, he checked in on his home, to see it was still burning, and Captain Britain injured. Biting his lip, he looked around, "[color=7d16c7]Every second I stay here, more will die. Now if we can fight this off, I'm all for it, but I just.... I don't want people to die because of me.[/color]" He looked back at them all,"[color=7d16c7]If we can't do that, we can't let Thanos take the fight here. We just can't.[/color]" He voice broke a bit at the end.

	 He looked over to Tempest, and stepped towards her. Of them all, he felt closest to her. He wanted to say something, but now didn't feel like the time, and even then, he didn't know what he could say. Meeting her eyes for a moment, he forced himself to smile. He wanted this all to be alright, but he didn't know that it would be. All he could do, was act as if they could make it through this. "[color=7d16c7]Thank you.[/color]" That was all he managed to say for a moment. She had grabbed his hand, spoken to him and brought him out of his state. Goose may have dragged him physically, but before she had spoken to him, he felt like he was drowning; her words pulled him up. "[color=7d16c7]I need to do what I can to make it through this for now, and... I just want you to understand how much you've helped with that.[/color]" He quietly said to her. He'd talk more later, but if there wasn't a later, he had to tell her that.