<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>Stormvalley High - Trig Class<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Bobby<br/><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">Nearly chuckling at the look on Bobby's face she looked ahead again. The warm welcome was appreciated as she gave a thankful smile and nodded. It would have almost seemed condescending in the wording but Carol could tell it was genuine and took it for what it was worth. The lesson seemed to fly by as she took notes after page of notes. Her mind occasionally drifting to the sleeping male she had kissed the night before and found herself lost in her own thoughts until the bell rang and class was over. The blonde hero quickly wrote down the homework assignment from the blackboard and gathered up her things. <br/><br/>She noted that Bobby decided to walk with her back to her locker and gave him a smile and a slight inclanation of the head. She had to wonder if he was just being nice or if he was a little smitten with her.  If the latter was the case then maybe John would see that others were interested in her and he would finally come to his senses and realize how he felt. They may have only known each other a little over a day but to Carol when it was true love, or even infatuation that could develop into that sort of love, it was almost instantaneous. Besides, if he didn't want anything more to do with her, then she was sure there were other guys out there who wouldn't push her away. The only problem there was that she didn't know if she wanted other guys right then. <br/><br/><em> Why couldn't it have been Johnny Storm or even Logan or Steve? I had to trip over the hard one.</em><br/><br/>Her own mind wrestled with her as she sighed a little then started walking toward the lockers with Bobby.<br/><br/><strong>"So Bobby... how is the lunch around here, usually?"</strong><br/><br/><br/><br/></span><hr/><hr/><br/><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://img205.imageshack.us/img205/1928/greerk.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Name/Alias:</strong>Greer Grant / Tigra<br/><strong>Origin:</strong>Magically Altered Human<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Avengers Tower<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Anyone<br/><br/><hr/><br/>As Greer slipped into the black sedan she glanced back at the airport and wondered if she was ready for this. Colonel Fury assured her this was for the best. It would help her own agenda as well as those of S.H.E.I.L.D.  She only hoped he was right. Traversing through JFK Airport was hard and the quiet brunette knew she had to do it. The crowds were always the worst part but not knowing where everything was, everyone was, that was harder. Her instinct to press that button just beneath her tshirt at her chest was steadily increasing until she found the man holding a sign. He was a balding man of average height and stood in an almost regal stance. He had the white board in his hand with her name scripted across the front in black lettering. After she approached him he nodded to her and offered an almost droll question in greeting.<br/><br/><strong>"Miss Grant, I presume? I am Jarvis. Follow me if you would."</strong><br/><br/>She didn't answer but nodded and proceeded to follow him through the crowd. Her luggage was apparently already retrieved as they moved out to the car that was parked in a reserved timed area. She still didn't speak as she slid into the seat in the back, after he had opened the door for her. The door closed promptly and soon after they were travelling down the road away from the busy hustle and bustle. It had been a little over a year and a half since she had been in a big city and couldn't remember things ever being so chaotic. Then again, maybe New York was a bit crazier than Chicago, either way she would be glad to get away from the traffic and into a more secluded place.<br/><br/>The car pulled up to the front of a tall building before it parked and her door was promptly opened soon after. Jarvis stood quiet and still with the patience of a monk as he waited for her to exit the vehicle. She slipped out and then looked to him with a polite nod before stepping up to the front doors. Opening up her carry on bag she looked at a small badge inside that had a photo of Tigra on it and a fonted name "Avengers" across the front. She was told it was her key to get in, but she wasn't quite so sure how that worked. Nodding to the driver she took in a deep sigh and moved to the doors of the tower before looking to a sliding key card port and then to her card. It didnt' take a genius to put it together as she slid it through and the doors opened a slight bit.<br/><br/>Pushing back her long dark locks she stepped inside and looked around. There were voices coming from not far away and from the sound of it, it was more than one. Three or four, maybe even five. Yes, five. She closed her eyes a moment then continued onward toward the sounds.