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[h1][color=09849f]Kwassi Asokho[/color][/h1]
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[color=09849f]Location:[/color] Presidential Suite
[color=09849f]Skills: Photographic Memory : 16, [/color] 
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Kwassi couldn't help but laugh at Carol's idea of how Furys "Peace Talks" would go. To be frank, it sounded spot on and exactly the reason he had suggested Fury. Sure his vocabulary may have consisted of punctuating most statements or words with a good Mother Fucker, but in the end it would get the job done that was needed. But it appeared Bonnie didn't want to have that conversation right now and so Kwassi kept his mouth shut and allowed for their plan to move forward. The Flerkens worked with incredible stealth and efficiency. Kwassi was amazed at how many they had managed to detain and bring back towards the suite.

When The Empress was spat out, Kwassi instantly pulled out his escrimas from behind his back,under his jacket. Watching as she grew to Hulkian size and seemingly losing her wits about her along with it. He magnetized the two together and extended them into his staff, hoping the vibranium weapon would be enough to deal damage to her. But The others acted quickly and Maria's touch was more than enough to kill the Empress. Kwassi stood, stunned, mouth threatening to go agape as he watched the scene play out. He snapped back once Oli had spoken up, bringing the idea of getting drinks. Kwassi shot him a wink before speaking. [Color=09849f]"I'll grab a drink with you, though I feel it's a bit unfair given your metabolism."[/color]