<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c0/Ms_Marvel_Sidepanel.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Name/Alias:</strong>Carol Danvers / Ms Marvel<br/><strong>Origin:</strong>Altered Human<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Above NYC outside the Doom Ship<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Jack<br/><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><br/><br/>Carol had no clue where that lightning had come from or who or what knocked the ship out of the sky like it did. Her blue eyes widened in surprise and all she could see was Jack below ready to become this weeks special on the roadkill pie menu. As much as she wanted him to get squashed right then, for what he had said about Ares, she couldn't do it. She was too much of a do gooder to let anyone be taken out in such a way. It would have been wrong of her, evil some might say. With a deep sigh she surged up all the energy around her and inside her sped toward the Werewolf moving at max speed. As she scooped him up beneath the arms and flew until she was positive they were well out of range of that ship.  If she were strong enough she might have tried to stop the ship from falling down at all, but she was no Hulk.  So she settled for the next best thing. Remove the innocent. Well if you would call Jack an innocent. That could be debatable but she wasn't taking time to argue with herself over that one. She debated dropping him into a fountain about ten feet off the ground, a good hundred yards from the fallen ship, but she thought it over and realized the smell of wet dog would surpass any joy she'd see in surprise on his face at being dropped into a would be bath. Instead the buxom blonde dropped him in a grassy area as she kept speeding by. That whole slowing down part was something she needed to work on but others didn't need to see just what happened next.<br/><br/>After finally stopping, or rather being slowed down by a good lot of large trees and shrubbery, she spoke into her own commlink.<br/><br/><strong>"Yeah.. okay..</strong> *spits out a few leaves* <strong>.. ugh.. okay here."</strong><br/><br/>She crawled out of the brush pile picking leaves and vines from her hair. She mumbled to herself about those landings and walked back toward the scene where everyone else would be by now. </span></span>