<div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 26px"><u>GM POST </u></span>​</div><br/>Inside the largest hellicarrier a group of women worked to get it up and running. They wore blue and white jumpsuits and did everything from welding to practice hand to hand fighting in the large ship. Today was supposed to be the day, the day the people they would be working with arrived. Their was an added pep to many of their steps as the spy ring worked to get everything ready. All while giving their leader a degree of space so she could prepare as well. Eventually Amelia’s second in command the woman who'd been in her bed and was named Stella moved towards the entrance so she could bring people in and guide them to the war room that would serve as a meeting place.<br/><br/>“Well this isn’t the way I wanted a first meeting,” Amelia said sucking in a deep breath through her nose and exhaling slowly through her mouth. “To be all flustered like this.” Thank god she was dressed at the very least! There was bound to be some minor bumps when it came to their first time interacting together.<br/><br/>“If you guys will come with me,” Stella said coming out wearing her uniform jumpsuit and seemed decidedly non plussed by the fact that her and Amelia had just woken up together and now she was interacting with the next generation of Earths heroes. “We can all sojourn to the meeting room.”<br/><br/>“Thank you.” Amelia said to her lover watching it from her room. Stella merely waved her hand in response and turned to indicate those outside waiting should follow her. Her intention to take them to the actual meeting room and give Amelia a second to compose herself before she joined them. She was more than happy to answer any questions about the craft they were using as a base during said walk.<br/><br/>Amelia splashed some water on her face and mentally went over her speech slash offer. Once she was sure she was ready she moved out making her way to the War Room. There was a sort of Knights Of The Round Table styled table in there and chairs for everyone to sit. The door swished open letting her into the cool room as she moved to the “head” of the table. Though given it was a circular table it was more accurate to say she moved to the forward point of the ship where the large windows were.<br/><br/>“Is everyone ready to begin?” She asked finding her “commander” voice as her dad used to call it before his death.<br/><br/>“I guess this is where the party is?”  Ben came into the meeting room dropping his duffel bag on the gun metal floor. He took stock of all the people that were in the meeting room as he made his way to one of the free seats and slid down. Was there already some kind of greeting? Did he need to stand up and say his name or some silly shit? He was half tempted to just to be funny but decided to treat this semi seriously. He idly picked at the button on his loose gray long sleeved t shirt. He’d gone for something of a Nathan Drake look with tight ripped jeans and combat boots.<br/><br/>“Alright,” Amelia Rogers said her eyes flicking over the assembled group. “I think that’s everyone. Well those that I invited that accepted my invitation. First and foremost, I want to thank you all for coming. In this day and age I know the hero stuff comes with an inherent danger. The actions most of our parents took, and the way the world reacted to those actions have left the world in a strange place revolving around superhero’s. People like Norman Osborne want to try and use that place to twist things for their own agenda while people like Stark use it for their own means.” She heard a scoff from the round table and didn’t bother to glance over at Ben Parker. Amelia didn’t do shit halfway, she knew just how angry the young man was about his father’s death and who the source of that anger fell on. Did he yet realize? That Tony Stark’ daughter was part of the group assembled?  If he hadn’t realized it yet he would soon figure it out. Amelia didn’t bring them here to hide who their parents were, no it was her hope that they would be a public team! Even though it went against her training.<br/><br/>“I don’t know if you guys have noticed,” Amelia said reaching over and pressing a button on the table. A holo map of the world sprang into place dead center of the table. “But the worlds… well kind of gone to shit as of late.” She explained as she spun it around. “America’s turned inward under SHIELD, protecting only it’s interest, Wakanda and Atlantis went to war before Wakanda cut off all ties to the world, and then there’s the Doom situation.” She paused it right on the European territories. Though the map didn’t show his aggressive conquest it was there all the same.