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[h1][color=7d16c7]Oliver Sullivan[/color][/h1]
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[hr][hr] The Aerie
[color=7d16c7]Skills:[/color] Molecular Oscillation, super speed
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	Oli was really [i]really[/i] hoping that he'd never have to actually be hit ever again in his life, and up until a second ago, it seemed almost reasonable. The man was fast, and even if he couldn't keep distance between himself and aggressors, he figured dodging normal speed attacks would be easy. He now saw how foolish that thought had been, as one of his teeth flew out of his mouth. As blood pooled in his lower jaw, he reached for his sword, and there was a rage in his eyes. He wouldn't stoop to murder, not yet, but there was a bloodlust in him now that had to be sated

	[color=7d16c7]"And you,[/color]" Oliver said, a piercing look in his eyes, "[color=7d16c7]Are going to regret [i]that[/i][/color]m" Without thinking, Oliver took his sword, and almost casually swing it towards the back of The Captain's ankle, severing the tendon that kept his calf connected to his lower foot. If Oliver knew his biology, and granted, he [i]didn't[/i], that should keep Cap from the rest of this battle, and even future ones. With the blood that had accumulated in his mouth, Oli spit on Captain America, before turning his attention to the rest of the fight, unsure of how best to help.