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[h1][color=7d16c7]Oliver Sullivan[/color][/h1]
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[color=7d16c7]Location:[/color] The Moon
[color=7d16c7]Skills:[/color] Superspeed
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	Watching as his plan crumbled beneath him, he was quickly looking for alternatives, but then he received salvation from the most unlikely of sources. It felt like he'd taken some kind of drug, and now he was hallucinating a cat leading a charge of winged dinosaurs into combat against alien conquerors, but that was the world he found himself in. Thinking quickly, he leveraged the randomness of it all. Three of them were down or dead, and the circus that this fight had devolved into seemed to be a perfect time to enact their plan. Picking up some of the dust on the ground, he looked at Gamora and said, "[color=7d16c7]Fun fact, since this moon doesn't have an atmosphere, the dust and dirt here is [i]very[/i] sharp.[/color]" He played with a bit of it, before launching it directly into her eyes. "[color=7d16c7]So, have fun with that.[/color]" He said, before speeding off to the Quinjet, stumbling at first, but maintaining his footing, as, in a blur, he grabbed the LMD, and marveled at it for what felt like a moment to him, before placing it in front of Gamora, and heading back to the ship.

	There was still one more thing that needed to be taken care of. Flynn could take out the LMD well enough with his rocket launcher, but Goose would be caught in the cross fire. He couldn't let that happen, putting aside his love for cats, Goose had joined them for this conflict. Fluffy or not, he was a soldier, and he wasn't about to leave a man behind. Sitting at the controls for the Jet, he had an idea. If Fury was half as crazy as he thought he was, there was no way the director didn't teach his hyper intelligent cat Morse code. Firing up the speakers, Oliver set them to blast a message in an ultrasonic frequency, "GOOSE GET OUT OF THERE, ROCKET IN BOUND." With that, all that was left to signal Flynn that it was time. One thing he wasn't sure of though, was if their coms were being monitored or not, so he elected to be careful in his communication, broadcasting to his teammates. "[color=7d16c7]Cass, get out of there. Flynn, it's time to end this, take her out with [i]me[/i].[/color]" He put special emphasis on the last word, wanting to make sure he understood that he'd swapped out.