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[h1][color=7d16c7]Oliver Sullivan[/color][/h1]
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[color=7d16c7]Location:[/color]   Inside Presidential Suite
[color=7d16c7]Skills:[/color] N/A
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	An Oli of months or even weeks ago would have shuddered at Tony's threat, but he merely exhaled and said, "[color=7d16c7]Trust me. I do.[/color]" Yelling at the infantile god of a man right now would only make things worse, and they had more important things to worry about than the ego of Stark being bruised from him breaking into a system in his pursuit to help save the world. On the much more important note of dealing with the skull threat, he felt iffy about trying to negotiate peace between the intergalactic Hatfields and Mccoys, but that might be the best for everyone, even if he didn't make it a top priority over the safety of the planet.

	A brief alternative plan ran through his head, instead, if they killed the queen, they could stage a fake battle with the newly allied skrulls, and make the confrontation look as close as they wanted, but then he stopped, a pause in his thoughts. He thought back to the fears he saw in the hospital, and evil Oliver, one that stopped caring about any form of greater good. It occurred to him that, being jaded, or singularly focused on goals regardless of the broader consequences was exactly the sort of thing that would lead to him becoming that. With that in mind, he nodded and said, "[color=7d16c7]If we need an Earth representative, I can't think of anybody better than Steve Rogers.[/color]" he suggested. He was just about the most moral man he could think of, his integrity would make him excellent for the job.