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[h1][color=7d16c7]Oliver Sullivan[/color][/h1]
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[color=7d16c7]Location:[/color] Steve Rogers' Apartment -> The Roof - Quinjet
[color=7d16c7]Skills:[/color] 
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"[color=7d16c7]Hold please,[/color]" Oliver said, and he covered the receiver to the phone, and called out, "[color=7d16c7]I'll be a second, Tony Stark wants my attention.[/color]" He was surprised Iron Man wasn't in the loop, but he might be able to use this to his advantage. Stepping towards the door, he waved into the hall, and closed it, giving them some privacy. Picking the phone back up to his ear he said, "[color=7d16c7]I don't know if you've noticed Mr. Stark, but the world's gone tits up in the last couple of hours, and Good ol' Captain America is currently a fugitive. Shield is conducting an investigation and manhunt.[/color]" He explained, choosing his words carefully

"[color=f7941d]Did you just tell me to hold? What are you a customer service hotline? And you do realize hunting Cap is typically regarded as a bad idea right?[/color]"

Oliver smiled at that, "[color=7d16c7]That's a good point Mr. Stark, it [i]is[/i] a bad idea to try to hunt down a super soldier that probably has the Avengers backing them, borderline extra judicially.[/color]" He agreed, "It'd be a shame if somebody were to make that more difficult than it already was." He gave a poignant pause. "[color=7d16c7]Are you hearing me, Mr. Stark?[/color]"

"[color=f7941d]What exactly are you trying to accomplish then agent? Since I could have told you that Cap wasn't at that apartment, it doesn't take a rocket scientist to know that.[/color]"

Oliver paused for a moment, before saying, "[color=7d16c7]I'm not very happy with this arrangement myself Sir. Being... the spawn of Thanos, Shield seems uncomfortable with my existence. That puts me between a rock and a hard place, if I don't help, I doubt they'll tolerate me for long, and if I do, I'm going up against Captain America, so I'm here to [i]help[/i].[/color] " He put special emphasis on that last word, before continuing, "[color=7d16c7]If you had any insight as to where Cap might be, I'd pass that along to Agent Reed, and I''m sure we'd go right there, no questions asked.[/color]"

"[color=f7941d]I have no idea where he could have gone if he's not at his apartment, good luck finding him though.[/color]"

Oliver sighed for a moment, before pinching the bridge of his nose, and saying, "[color=7d16c7]Well, thank you for your help, and please, reach out if there's anything I should know.[/color]"

"[color=f7941d]Will do, oh and one last thing. Just a general reminder because of how often we seem to have these phone calls don't hack anything that you clearly shouldn't, got it?[/color]"

"[color=7d16c7]Is it hacking if Cap leaves his credentials saved on an unencrypted laptop that has his birthday as the password? You really need to do some kind of Avengers Security seminar...[/color]"

"[color=f7941d]I would consider that hacking yes.[/color]"

"[color=7d16c7]Well, I promise to only hack the Avengers if it's absolutely necessary, if that makes you feel better.[/color]" Oliver responded dryly. "[color=7d16c7]If that's all, please stay safe Mr. Stark, I think we're at an inflection point, these are scary times.[/color]" He said seriously, between Hill's Laws, and skrulls, and Thanos, there were tectonic shifts happening underneath them, and it would be too easy to fall through.

"[color=f7941d]Don't hack the Avengers. Ever. Since when you think it's necessary it actually isn't,[/color]" he responded, before he hung up the phone.

	Oliver exhaled, before slipping his phone into his pocket, hoping his intentions were clear enough after that conversation. Reopening the door, and heading back up to the roof, he exhaled, and stepped back into the jet, "[color=7d16c7]Stark [i]really[/i] doesn't like people fucking with Avenger's shit.[/color]" He said, exasperated, before taking a seat, and logging into his own laptop. He wanted to see if he could clone the sim of that phone, but it seemed like it was fried. Nothing was going his way today, it seemed, but even without, he could at least get at that hard drive. He wanted to see what Cap had on the Winter Solider, figuring that was vaguely important to everything going on. Unfortunately, when it rains, it pours, and his computer was deciding to be a laggy piece of shit.

	In the mean time, he frowned. He remembered that that Spiderman was from Queens, the one Deadpool wanted to talk to last Christmas. He knew he had seen the number, and he was almost certain he could remember it. Closing his eyes for a moment, he thought, before hazarding a guess, and firing off, "[color=7d16c7]Hey, is this Peter Parker?[/color]" from a proxied number. Quickly, he phone buzzed, and he exhaled in annoyance. If it was Peter, he was a memer, as it said, "Is this the Krusty Krab." Rubbing his temples, he closed his eyes, deciding to try again after he calmed himself down a touch.