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[h1][color=09849f]Kwassi Asokho[/color][/h1]
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[color=09849f]Location:[/color] Animal Shelter
[color=09849f]Skills: Photographic Memory : 16[/color] 
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Kwassi was a bit disheartened when he saw that Spider-Man wouldn't be joining them. He was still full well and happy that his king would be with him, even if it was just to visit shelters and look for alien cats that hated green invaders. He was running through plans in his mind when he heard the most unlikely of voices speak to him. Oliver climbed into the truck next to him and began idle conversation, complimenting his idea in a fairly awkward fashion. It had been a while, it seemed, since anyone from S.H.I.E.L.D had offered him a friendly chance. Even those recently rejoining from space endeavors had seemed to immediately dislike him. He offered the awkward geek a smile, extending a hand out in friendship. [Color=09849f]"Think nothing of it my friend. You're idea was quite sound as well. I do not mind constructive criticism. It is only when others shut down ideas and offer none of their own that I begin to feel irked."[/color]

When they reached the Animal shelter, Kwassi's stomach became knotted and twisted. The name was an unfortunate choice, even more so knowing others prided themselves on this form of [i]heritage[/i]. He didn't say anything, not wanting to add to the chamber of voices already airing out their disdain for the place. Instead focusing on T'Challa, Goose, and the mission ahead. He finally clamored out of the truck bed, looking at the building before finally speaking. [Color=09849f]"The sooner we can find these flerken, the sooner we can leave this unfortunate place."[/color] As far as secret hideouts went, Bartons seemed ro be out in the middle of nowhere, hard to find. But it was unfortunate to know he lived so close to a location that would condone this kind of thought.