<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9d/CarolSunny.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Name/Alias:</strong>Carol Danvers / Ms Marvel<br/><strong>Origin:</strong>Altered Human<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Avengers Tower - Common Room/Kitchen<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Ares/John<br/><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">Carol had led the way down to the common room past all the other heroes as she and John were on a mission to get some food. Hopefully the time it took for them to gather everyone from the school and what not would give some leeway for a quick stop by for lunch. The young avenger knew that Ares hadn't eaten the night before or even at their lunch date. She had to wonder if he even got up that morning and got something while she was at school. Somehow she doubted it. <br/><br/>Finally settling into a seat next to him, she watched as Jarvis kept the grill hot and his plate full. Her own plate was meager in comparison. A simple chicken sandwich lay with a cup of strawberry chunked greek yogurt and a banana for after. A bottle of water was settled in next to the plate as she ate and watched with amusement at Ares' scarfing of food. It was as she had thought, he ate in such a ravenous mode that it made one think he hadn't eaten in days -- which could be likely. The fries he ate were pretty much shoveled in as poor Jarvis tried to keep up. The older man just shook his head and muttered every now and again a <br/><br/><em>"Yes, Master Aaron." .... "Soon, Master Aaron." ... "One moment, Master Aaron."</em><br/><br/>Carol waited for the old butler to go off on the impatience of the war god but she'd not say anything. She was quite sure that Jarvis was used to it, having served Tony Stark for so long. The sandwich was soon finished as she just sat there for a moment and watched the second burger slide down. Carol had decided to opt out of the pizza as she had some the previous night and a burger just wasn't something she was feeling up to. A few fries found their way into her mouth but for the most part she left those to Ares as they seemed to be his favorite of the lot.<br/> <br/><strong>"They're called fries, or french fries to some. Have you not eaten much in the way of mortal food?"</strong><br/><br/>She pushed back her empty plate and settled to get a better watch of him. Looking over his features, she grinned some at a smear across his cheek and fought the urge to lean over and wipe it for him. He just might chomp on her if she put her hand in the lions mouth, so to speak.<br/><br/><br/><br/></span>