<div class="floatleft">(http://img100.imageshack.us/img100/3095/katherineheigly.jpg)</div><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Name/Alias:</strong>Carol Danvers / Ms Marvel<br/><strong>Origin:</strong>Altered Human<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Common Room<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Steve and Everyone<br/><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"> When Gamoran stood there next to her watching the scene before them and spoke, she jumped slightly. He had snuck up on her and she had no idea how he did that. It was hard to get the drop on her but then again her mind was reeling with other things the past few hours. She shook her long blonde locks in reply and spoke calmly while keeping her eyes on the scene before her.<br/><br/><strong>"I... I'm not sure Gamoran. Maybe if we take him out but not kill him. I don't know what Logan did to make him so mad but that is one raging animal."</strong><br/><br/>Just then Johnny came around and shouted that the werewolf was indeed friend and not foe and she shrugged a little having no clue that, that was the case. She looked to the flaming former Fantastic member and then back to Gamoran.<br/><br/><strong>"I guess not. Just wait and see what Steve says."</strong><br/><br/>Carol stood there as John came out of his room wearing next to nothing. Her eyes roamed his form instinctively and she felt her cheeks flush a little at her own thoughts that raced through at such a sight. Biting her lip to keep from saying anything embarrassing, she watched as the fight halted at the sight of Ares, as John suddenly grew larger and shifted into the form she had seen him grow to before, earlier that evening. Her bright blue eyes widened, still amazed and nearly scared to see him in such a state. He wasn't the sexy young jock she had first met, he was a God. A God of War at that and he had that blood lust in his eyes and in his voice to match it. The blonde beauty had remembered his vow to never hurt her until he had repaid his life debt to both her and Caroline but still part of her worried about his ability to control himself. Watching the collar on his neck shimmer she saw that it only fueled the fire in his blood and she had no idea how to stop it.<br/><br/><strong><em>"Hey! Break it up you two! The hell you two think you are doing! Carol! Get a hold of John!" </em></strong> <br/><br/>She looked over at Steve as he just told -her- to get hold of John. As if she could reach into Ares and pull John out! It wasn't as easy as all that. She stared at the War god for a moment and saw his Axe, knowing it sought out as much bloodshed as he would. Carol thought long and hard and Ororo's voice echoed in her head. There was a time that some villains or at least tales of such, where hugs or love.. or whatever would snap someone out of a state that they weren't normally meant for. Carol took in a long deep breath and prepared herself to get tossed down the hallway just as Jack had done to Logan. Lifting herself upward the air around her swirled every so slightly causing her long blonde tresses to fly upward a little before she flew right at Ares and wrapped her arms around his neck kissing his lips soundly. Her body pressed up close and tight to his as she just let it out. She had wanted to do that before but thought it was too soon. Maybe this was too soon and she'd find out quickly just how soon that was. There was really only two outcomes to that. He would either A-knock her off and send her flying down the hallway out of his way like a bug getting swatted off a horses ass, or B-he's pause in what he was doing and possibly cool down a little. She was hoping for B, but was prepared for A if it should come.</span>