<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/77/Tigrasidepanel2.jpg)</div><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>Jack<br/><br/><hr/><br/>As she glanced Jack's way, Tigra licked around her upper lip with the flick of her pink tongue. The milk and food particles were soon wiped clean from that area. Moving past the beastly male she handed him the plate with the other burger and nearly purred at him as she had gotten her fill. The burger was a good sized stack of meat. She'd have added bacon on top if it had been there but alas it was merely a thick 1/3 pound cheeseburger. No lettuce, no tomato, no onion. Just piping hot ground angus steak, cheese, and a couple condiments laid between two fluffy large sesame seed buns.<br/><br/><strong>"Have at it big boy... I've had a good fill of meat already, maybe I'll have some more later."</strong><br/><br/>Pushing back her long red wavy hair she slipped past him  with a wink and made her way toward the hangar. Her hips swayed with her movements in that same graceful cat like walk she always had. Her fingers slid back to tug at the black fabric of her bikini bottoms, shifting to make sure it covered the rounded backside that threatened to expose itself. It appeared that most of her skin was covered in a very fine silken like fur, at least from what was currently exposed it was that way. The length of her tail swished back and forth in time with her steps. She looked towadr the roaring of Ares as he exclaimed just who he was and he felt he was capable of. Toward the end of his big speech she noted a rise in something around the arrogant supposed god and the hair on the back of her neck rose a touch.<br/><br/>Her steps started moving a bit faster as that presence made her uncomfortable and she looked toward the stocky one with the cigar. He was cute in a rough and tumble, stubble kind of way. Her green eyes looked him over slowly before both he and the godling started in on a confrontation. This should be amusing. She smirked and itched to join in a good brawl but settled back for the moment to see what would happen. It no longer had started than it stopped at the ranting of the lunatic they called, Wade was it? or was it Deadpool? Either way he was a nutjob but he seemed fun enough. He certainly had some pretty knives on him. As the tension dwindled so did her attention and she moved on across the room to push open the hangar doors to head inside and await the arrival of Ironman and Dr Strange.