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[h1][color=7d16c7]Oliver Sullivan[/color][/h1]
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[color=7d16c7]Location:[/color]Braddock Academy - Study
[color=7d16c7]Skills:[/color] N/A
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	Oliver forced a smile at Captain Britain, saying, "[color=7d16c7]We appreciate that, thank you Sir.[/color]" Even under the pretenses of their visit, Oliver was a Cardiff Native, he was raised with a certain degree of respect for this institution in particular. He was the hero of Cardiff, and after the protection he provided in the attack a few months ago, he could only assume he'd gotten even more popular. Nodding at the two of them, he was about to echo Niah's sentiment, before pausing and saying, "[color=7d16c7]I'm tuned into a lot of feeds and places, send along your daughter's information, and if you'd like, I can see if I can pull anything up. Last known location, photos, that kind of thing.[/color]"  He said, before stepping over to the desk, and jotting down his number and email on a scrap of paper.

	Handing it over to Britain he said, "Anything I can do to help, you know?" Before turning back to Niah. "[color=7d16c7]Yeah, of course. St. David's.[/color]" He confirmed gravely. "[color=7d16c7]It shouldn't take long to get there from here.[/color]" He confirmed, before starting forward, and stopping. It felt like he wanted to say something, to come up with a reason to stop and stay, but he knew there were none. Anything he could come up with would be excuses, and he knew he owed his mother more than that. Drawing breath, he continued forward, and just said, "[color=7d16c7]Let's go then. No point in delaying the inevitable.[/color]"