<div class="floatleft">(http://img14.imageshack.us/img14/5192/katherineheiglj.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name/Alias:</strong>Carol Danvers / Ms Marvel<br/><strong>Origin:</strong>Altered Human<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Downtown, Sidewalk Cafe<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Caroline, John, Waitress Julie<br/><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"> As Carol started to reply to the waitress she paused for the briefest of moments. Her senses told her something bad was going to happen. She pushed her fingers through her long hair once just before she grabbed the woman and tumbled with her away from the point of would be impact. She had shouted out as she did so making it abundantly clear something was going to happen. Whether the other patrons listened wasn't anything she could do but hopefully John or Caroline had some ideas of their own to minimize the impending damage. <br/><br/><strong>"Incoming!!!!!!!!!! Move!!! "</strong><br/><br/>Thankful of her seventh sense. She had moved the waitress who would be cursing at her if she doesn't soon see the crashing in of glass and tires. Sure enough it came in swiftly and Carol put her arms out around the woman.  Her heart had dropped to her stomach and Carol just tried to make sure the woman was okay. She had taken no cuts of her own from the flying debris and she had shielded the female as much as possible. The invulnerable strength and toughness of being a super had its moments, this was just one of those times. There was a lot to be said about being a hero, but being one without a costume on spoke more volumes sometimes. Her heart thudded in her chest as she looked for her dinner companions to see what they were going to do. Everything seemed as if it were moving in slow motion. It was intense and Carol was a little torn at having left the two at the table.<br/><br/></span>