<hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Rex McKenzie, currently believed to be Namor by the Red She-Hulk<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Mutant, or Mutant Human-Atlantean Hybrid if you believe the Red She-Hulk<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Las Vegas/Caesars Palace/The Colosseum<br/><strong>Time:</strong>6:00 pm.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>The Hulk, Mr Fantastic, Jean Grey, Medusa, Red She-Hulk<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Open to negotiation<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black jeans and boots, white t-shirt, denim jacket<br/><hr/><br/>For an instant, it seemed like this would actually<em>work</em>.  The Red queen actually shouted in<em>pain</em>as his heel hit.  He bounced a little as he landed, throwing a kick at the back of her knee and then grabbing her arm in an armlock.  Maybe she'd make a good hostage, or...<br/><br/>He should have known better.<br/><br/>Her crimson hand grabbed his throat as she casually broke his hold, and she lifted him like a rag doll.  Worst of all, she didn't even bother to do anything.  She just looked curiously at him, and then tossed him aside.  Flailing wildly, only Queen Medusa's copper hair kept him from landing in the audience and getting torn into gobbets.  Instead, he simply laid on the ground next to the Inhuman monarch, gasping for breath.  "Thank... you..." he managed.  "I gues... I live... a little longer..."<br/><br/>He grinned at the redhead, a grin that became wider as he felt his neck.  The dampener was gone!  Oh, sure, he was<em>still</em>no match for the Hulks, but...<br/><br/>"Shhh..." he said, sliding closer to Medusa.  "Hang on..."  Sliding his arms around her as if embracing, he found the metallic choker of her own dampener.  She probably felt a moment's discomfort as his fingers slipped between the steel and her skin, but then there was a sharp crack as he snapped it off.  "Can you help the others?  Free Mister Fantastic while I get Mr. Stark clear?"