<div class="floatleft">(http://[url=http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2778/4282992988_3477611c8d_m.jpg]http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2778/4282992988_3477611c8d_m.jpg[/url])</div><br/><strong>Name/Alias:</strong>Caroline Sidorov / Colossus<br/><strong>Origin:</strong>Mutant<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Downtown, Sidewalk Café<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Ares, Carol, Absorbing Man<br/><br/><br/><br/>The dress fluttered around her providing a delicate fabric to the metal musculature of her body.  Cords like steel wiring emerged along her body while her fingers pressed into fists.  The woman’s face melded into something akin to calm anger.  Fury built inside of her over the danger presented to the people surrounding the battle and to the disruption of a simple night.  Muscles flexed along her shoulders and then to her arms.  A curt nod was given to Carol’s request before the metallic woman stalked forward to engage the one wielding the wrecking ball.  Sandals gone, she moved forward barefoot.<br/><br/>Ares seemed to have things well in hand by the time she emerged.  Yet no matter the power the being wielded, his target did not seem to be damaged.  Caroline’s silver eyebrow lifted at the curiosity of the situation.  One hand moved out while the figure spun close to her.  The hand grasped the body with all the strength she could muster.  Biceps tightened and her fingers pressed painfully to the other man’s flesh.  One foot braced to contain the momentum.  Ares would find himself on one side of a tug-of-war.  From around the captured target he could see that even her eyes were metal as she considered him.  Then there was a vicious yank as she sought to slam the man into the ground.<br/><br/>“We do not have time for this.”  The voice was not meek as Caroline’s had been earlier.  Instead her voice was more powerful, resonating from cords more difficult to vibrate.<br/>