<strong>"I believe 'trouble' is putting it mildly, Ms. Stark." </strong>The deep, baritone, accented voice of the dark-skinned woman sounds out through the room. She shifts her clear blue eyes between the scantily armored woman and the gruff, curt man sitting next to her. Her full lips purse for a long moment before she speaks.<br/><br/><strong>"I believe what I am wearing will suit me well enough, besides I am certain that I will not be the only one dressed to be noticed." </strong>She responds to the critique of her newly put together outfit.<br/><br/>She glances down towards the earpiece tossed to her before pushing back some of the long, wavy ivory-white hair that flows down from her scalp and down her back. Gently settling it into her leftmost ear.<strong>"As I have said, Logan, sometimes it is better to avoid a conflict rather than seeking one out. The less we -have- to fight the more energy we can direct towards the fights we cannot avoid. Now, would someone be so kind as to tell me what all this is -about-?"</strong>