<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/99/Quasar.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Phyla-Vell/ Quasar<br/><strong>Location:</strong>New York City<br/><strong>Whereabouts:</strong>Heading to the ship<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Quasar Uniform<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/><strong>Then:</strong><br/><br/>"Wait what? I don't need time off! It's a stupid idea, maybe the dumbest you've ever come up with!" Phyla's eyes shoots daggers at the man standing across from her. That man was one Peter Quill otherwise known as Star Lord and founder of the newest iteration of the Guardians of the Galaxy. Their words haven't gone unnoticed as words come from a adjoining room, "I am Groot!" Followed by an answering voice coming from Rocket, "Yeah I agree Groot he has had dumber ideas... Remember that time in Malacor 5? That was FUBAR from the beginning of the plan..."<br/><br/>Peter gives a shake of his head, "Yes, you do Phyla... A vacation will do you good, besides you have been very tempermental lately. Remember the other night? You put that man in the hospital for a minor thing." She sighs and looks towards a computer for a moment, "The asshole grabbed my ass you're lucky I didn't kill him." As if on queue Gamora sticks her head into the room, "I would have killed him..." Phyla rolls her eyes and continues, "Besides why aren't you asking Drax to take some time off as well? He could use it more..." Star Lord coughs and responds, "He'd probably kill me in my sleep if I suggested that..." A grunt came across the room where Drax sat polishing a blade with what looked to be the start of a grin on his face.<br/><br/>Finally Phyla sighs and tosses her hands up in the air, "Fine I'll take a vacation! I'll go to Earth for awhile, but the vacation is secondary... Heather mentioned being a member of the Earth's team of Avengers. Perhaps I should go and tell her old team what happened... Though if I don't feel better when I come back I'm kicking your ass."<br/><br/><strong>Now:</strong><br/><br/>Everything was easier said then done now that she thought about it as she sat on a rooftop and looked upon Stark Tower. Phyla had fought in the Negative Zone, challenged her own brother and even defeated Ultron, but this? This had to be the hardest thing she ever had to do and the biggest part of it was the fact that the moment Phyla told the Avengers of Moon Dragon's fate, then it means that her love really was dead. Then there was the other fact that she honestly had no way to get into Stark Tower! If Phyla had thought about it she would have found Heather's ID card to bring with.<br/><br/>Interesting enough the decision was made for her as the noise of a panicing crowd reached her ears. Looking around she caught sight of a giant ship appearing over the city and from what she recalled hearing about Earth? This wasn't a normal thing, hell they freaked out over a little thing like aliens.. Still as she watched the ship she decided that a work out might not be a bad thing if the people in the ship were bad. Rising to her feet Phyla pulled her hood over short white hair and took to the skies even as a window shattered on the building behind her. Not that she really needed to get into the tower now, the Avengers would likely head to the ship as well.<br/><br/>It took mere moments for her to reach the giant hovering ship even as Quasar summoned her trusty blade made up of quantum energy. Hovering in the skies she looks on as her right eye and the strip glowed yellow in the shadows of the hood.