<div align="center"><strong><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"></span></em></strong></div><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/JohnnyThumb.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name / Code Name:</strong>Johnny Storm / The Human Torch<br/><strong>Origin:</strong>Altered Human<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hallway near the Dorms<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Ares, Gamoran<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Johnny blinked as Gamoran moved to attack more swiftly than he could react to.  He felt very slow right now and wished he had some of Quicksilver's super speed at the moment.<br/><strong><br/>"No!"</strong><br/><br/>Then the world went all funky and Dr Strange appeared.  Dr Strange?!  Whoa... it had been some time since he had met the enigmatic Sorcerer Supreme.  He listened to his words and felt a lot better.  He had restrained both Gamoran and Ares and it looked like things were finally under control.<br/><br/><strong>"Man, Doc am I glad to see you!"<br/></strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Name / Code Name:</strong>Gamoran / Gamoran<br/><strong>Origin:</strong>Alien<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hallway near the Dorms<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Ares<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Gamoran was shocked as the bands materialized around him.  Never had he felt so powerless, not even when he had faced that gang of thugs on that distant planet.  He tried to struggle but to no avail.  Gritting his teeth, he could only listen as the mage appeared and threatened both he and Ares.<br/><br/><strong>"Are you mad?  I'm trying to help!  Storm said to use my own discretion"...</strong><br/><br/>He avoided saying anything about Ororo telling him to keep Ares in line.  truth be told, he wasn't sure that he would have killed the supposed god, but he wanted to hurt him... make him feel the humility that he was obviously unaccustomed to experiencing.<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"></span></em></strong></div><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/StrangeHead.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name / Code Name:</strong>Steven Strange / Doctor Strange<br/><strong>Origin:</strong>Mystically Trained - Earth's Sorcerer Supreme<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hallway near the Dorms<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Ares, Gamoran<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>The Sorcerer Supreme offered a nod to Johnny as he hovered in place before them all.  His eyes were no longer glowing but they still held an intensity that was positively otherworldly.<br/><br/><strong>"It is good to see you again as well, Johnny Storm."</strong><br/><br/>He then turned his attention to Gamoran as he spoke... Strange cut the alien off, shaking his head.<br/><strong><br/>"Storm is no longer in charge.  I am.  I will not tolerate this sort of childishness.  From what I understand, you should have more discipline than to allow Ares to goad you into attacking him."</strong><br/><br/>He turned to Ares and frowned.<br/><br/><strong>"As for you... know this.  I do not lie.  Kalatrop-et ta!"</strong><br/><br/>As Strange uttered the odd words, power flared and Ares felt the necklace about his neck metaphysically constrict.  In truth, Hephaestus had only given Strange basic control over the necklace he had crafted, despite what Zeus had commanded.  Full control of anything Hephaestus created was his and his alone... but he had no issues with allowing the mage some measure of command over Ares, the god who lusted after his wife.  This was his own way of sweet payback.  The gods could truly be petty.  Dr Strange uttered the words again.<br/><br/><strong>"Et ta."</strong><br/><br/>The necklace stopped constricting and once more he felt free... well, as free as one could feel given the circumstances.  Dr Strange motioned and the bands dissipated, leaving both Gamoran and Ares free to act.<br/><strong><br/>"Now calm yourselves.  Get some sleep."</strong><br/><br/>He paused and smiled a touch, glancing at Ares.<br/><br/><strong>"One more thing.  I was asked to give this to you."</strong><br/><br/>From nowhere, a scroll sealed with the golden symbol of Aphrodite floated to the god of war.  It smelled of the goddess of love.