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[h1][color=7d16c7]Oliver Sullivan[/color][/h1]
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[hr][hr] Outside -> Ship interior
[color=7d16c7]Skills:[/color] SuperSpeed, Hacking
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	Oliver shot a massive grin at Amelia. He knew she could do it; the woman was fucking amazing, and there was no way on [i]any[/i] Earth that she would die from a fall. The second her hand touched his, they phased, saving them by the skin of their teeth. This was a hell of a situation, but he was about to give them a ton of cover, assuming he could do it without one of them dying. Nodding at her, he rode off the moment of his oscillation, and transferred that focus and energy into his more traditional speed, and in as long as it took for Amelia to blink, they were inside the grounded ship.

	Quickly assessing the new situation, he let go of Amelia and, without letting up his speed, he closed the door behind him, and ran from man to man, disarming each and every one of them, tossing two guns towards Amelia, and keeping two for himself. These obviously weren't his preferred weapons, but it was the best they could do. "[color=7d16c7]Alright, we have cover now, I'm open to ideas. I'm thinking we either get this in the air and start taking out the other ships, or...[/color]" Oli walked over towards the console, and started trying to break into the nearby ships, hoping to disable their capacity to fight back, only to have the console [i]shock[/i] him. Rearing back in pain and surprise, he stopped, taking a few moments to catch his breath.