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[img]https://i.imgur.com/jvJ31KK.png?1[/img][hr][img]https://i.imgur.com/a2FzmyI.gif[/img][hr][@BlueSky44][@Kirah][@Nallore][@Natsu][@Trainerblue192][@The Man Emperor][hr][h3][color=84B4E2][b] May 17th, 2021[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][center][hr][h3][color=84B4E2][b]St. David's Hospital - Cardiff: 2:00 A.M.[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr]	"Half-Kree?" Oliver's father blurted, no longer able to hold back his questions. "What.... your mother's an alien now?" he asked, completely shocked. His head was bobbing around like a bobblehead, as he couldn't decide where to look. Oliver's mother had fallen asleep again, otherwise she likely would have been participating in the conversation as well. 

	"Yes, Half-Kree," Dr. Larson confirmed. "Don't worry. Most Kree don't have supernatural powers or abilities, although we are stronger and more durable than the average human. Your wife will live a normal life," she promised. 

	"Wha.... Powers...."

	Niah's surgery came to completion. She was placed in a room to recover, with nurses monitoring her and ready to call a doctor to come once she woke up. [center][hr][h3][color=84B4E2][b]Ellis Island - New York: 9:00 P.M.[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][hr]	Folly pouted slightly, hearing that pretty much everyone didn't want her on this job. Insane or not, being excluded still hurt her feelings and it was probably for the best that she only had one knife at the moment, as its twin was still over by Jakobsen. [color=a64dff]"You're going to regret this,"[/color] she muttered, before skipping on over to her other knife and retrieving it. 

	[color=7851A9]"Yeah, I am going to pilot, as I'm not giving the coordinates to this location to any of you,"[/color] Hawkeye confirmed. He seemed a bit defensive over the entire matter, as if he didn't really want to take them to this safe house, but he had little choice in the matter. [color=7851A9]"That means no co-pilot either, sorry Reed. You'll all have to stay in the back of the ship, like I'm a goddamn Uber driver."[/color] Hawkeye didn't give anyone a chance to argue with him, before he boarded the quinjet and headed to the cockpit. The quinjet belonged to Iron Man, so it conveniently had a button that let Hawkeye put down a privacy barrier so no one could see him up front. The only downside was the privacy barrier was a stylized picture of Tony Stark. 

	[color=f6989d]"You can't co-pilot anyways,"[/color] Bonnie agreed, looking at Cass. [color=f6989d]"Doctor's orders,"[/color] she then added. [color=f6989d]"Come to the medical station, and we'll get you sorted - see if the Avengers have any spare eyes rolling around."[/color] She then sighed slightly, looking at Folly who was still missing one arm. [color=f6989d]"You as well, kid. I'll stitch that back on."[/color]

	[color=a64dff]"Yippee!"[/color] Folly cheered, before running to medical. It wasn't too hard to find - it was across from the brig, where the captured Avengers were still unconscious. Agent 13, Falcon, and the Winter Soldier set about getting the chains and cells opened up, although they didn't try to wake the sleeping heroes. They needed to recover from their injuries, so rest was going to be the best medicine. 

	Bonnie made her way to medical and started looking through the supplies, setting Folly's detached arm down for a second. The girl didn't seem to be in any pain, so she decided to treat Cass first. [color=f6989d]"Hmm, damn. No eyeballs here, although there is an eyepatch,"[/color] she said, setting that one out and getting it ready. Cass would just look like a pirate for a little while longer. [center][hr][h3][color=84B4E2][b]Asgard - Breidablik: 1:10 A.M.[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][hr]	Nadia left to go visit Freya, and before placing a kiss on his wife's cheek, Baldur left as well with Forseti in tow. It was just the Midgardians, Raynor, and Nanna left in the healing meadow of Baldur's hall. Raynor, of course, was still in the nude as no one had offered him any clothing - and the goddess of creation had left, so there was no quick fix to be had there. "I can fetch some robes - I will be but a moment," Nanna said, before leaving the room. 

	Amelia couldn't help but agree with Astrad - they really did need to get back to Earth and fast. If shapeshifting aliens were on the loose, she couldn't imagine what sort of chaos they could cause. She [i]loved[/i] chaos - anything that got her adrenaline going through the roof was a victory in her book. Fighting off the skrulls? It'd be the most fun she had ever had in her life - and of course, it was for a good cause as well. There was nothing more noble than defending the entire planet. It was part of the reason she had joined SHIELD originally - she wanted to help the world, not just one nation. 	

	Raynor's eyes narrowed. He didn't like that Thanos' goons had been the one to kill the skrull. He wanted to have done it himself. Had they not already gone through so much hell due to time travel, he would have been looking for a way to go back in time right that instant so he could kill the skrull with his own bear hands. However, Sparky offered a substitute - apparently one of the agents with her had the audacity to [i]attack[/i] a [i]pregnant[/i] woman???? 

	He raised his hand and summoned a ball of light - much weaker than what he was really capable of doing, and it wasn't because he was showing restraint, it was just because he'd been in a coma near death for so long. He sent a small blast at Astrad, knocking Astrad over and sending him onto the ground. [color=d86615]"Even think about hurting Sparks again and you'll wish you were never born,"[/color] Raynor threatened. 

	There was a slight cough at the door as Nanna returned with some robes - best described as the sort a Jedi would have worn during the prequel trilogy of Star Wars. "There is to be no fighting within these halls," Nanna reminded him. Raynor lowered his head a little guiltily, like a child being scolded by their mother (which, to Raynor, was [i]exactly[/i] what was happening there). [color=d86615]"Sorry, Ma-Nanna."[/color]

	"Here, these should fit you," Nanna then said, handing over the robes. Raynor slipped them on, looking a bit like a discount Obi-Wan Kenobi. "I have a ship ready to take you to Midgard outside - please do be careful with it, it has sentimental value."

	[color=FFB795]"I call piloting it!"[/color] Amelia exclaimed, her eyes lit up with a bright and fierce intensity. She loved piloting any craft that she could get her hands on, but an Asgardian space ship? [i]That[/i] was the Holy Grail of ships. She couldn't help but imagine how jealous her other pilot friends would be. It was already a big deal to get to fly in space using Earth tech, much less tech made by alien gods.