<br/><hr/><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><strong>Carol, the Girls, and the Green Skinned Gamaron</strong></span></span></div><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><em>"Where about to do the same as yourself. However it would appear you are far more efficient than we are."</em><br/><br/>Carol gave the dark skinned female a smile and then looked to the other one who was apparently named Caroline. It would be interesting having her there. Carol and a Caroline. Thankfully they were easy to tell apart. She nodded to each of them before greeting herself.<br/><br/><strong>"I just got a little impatient with the mess of it all, is all. I'm Carol. Carol Danvers. And that is Spiderman. When did he get here?"</strong><br/><br/>She looked toward the masked hero and gave a wave to him. She admitted she was a little star struck. While she may be a hero as well, Spidey was a media icon, even if the Daily Bugel painted him as a menace. He was still a hero to her and she wasn't ashamed to show her appreciation. <br/><br/>The blonde looked back at the two females and gave them each a brilliant bright white smile. It was true, Carol could have easily been one of those cheerleaders, if she wanted to, but she didn't. She would be happiest in the Astronomy club or Science club if there were such a thing. She glanced toward the green skinned male and smiled. He had introduced himself as Gamaron. She thought he was nice enough as was most of those she had met thus far, and thankfully they were nearly as level headed as she was. At least until the cheerleaders broke out an attack. The fact that Gamaron had attacked the females sort of made her blink in surprise but then again he was probably a mutant and didn't exclude people based on their gender.<br/><br/>As she glanced around she noticed another individual departing quickly from the group as a whole. He looked almost robotic in his actions, like they were second nature for him. She nudged Gamaron and motioned toward the one walking off (Mark). Carol had seen the two males speaking before and assumed they were friends.<br/><br/><strong>"Is he okay?"</strong></span></span>