<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/62/Hyperion_4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Marcus Milton/ Hyperion<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Savage Land to Manhattan, Stark Tower<br/><strong>Whereabouts:</strong>The lounge area<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black combat boots, blue jeans, black silk shirt<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Black Widow, Captain America, Hulk, Invisible Woman, Spider Woman and Wolverine<br/><hr/><br/>He really didn't want to leave at the moment.... Marcus stood in the Savage Lands and watched his children as they were over the date line, and had already watched the new year come in once. He had been invited to Stark Tower to celebrate so he would be flying back across the date line to celebrate again. Hyperion was actually the newest member of the Avengers if one kept track and besides the battles he had not really got to know them. The clothing he was going to wear was in a bag at his side, but was still dressed in his uniform as the flight over would tear up the others. Bidding the Children of the Sun farewell he lifts up into the air and flies towards New York...<br/><br/>Minutes later he arrived in New York and saw the rising sight of Stark Tower and he actually chuckles to himself. The place was really hard to miss to tell the truth... Then again Marcus found Stark to be one that had to be seen all the time. Landing he finds a place to change into the clothing that he had brought and then places his uniform into that same bag. Hyperion wanted the uniform close by in case of an emergency, which could happen at any time. Walking the streets heading towards his destination he watches the people of New York moving about, most heading to parties of their own. He smiles as he listens to their laughter and some of the resolutions that are already being made. Then there he was standing at the doors of the tower. Marcus pauses a moment again wanting to be back with his children... He liked to think they needed him more, but with the way the Children of the Sun lived they really didn't.<br/><br/>A small sigh escaped his lips as he moved through the doors and headed toward the elevators. The ride up was uneventful, but his mind was still moving with random thoughts. This was of his father back on his old world and wondering what he would have thought of Marcus's actions. The doors opened and Hyperion moved into the party looking over his teammates. It was quite different then battle situations.... His eyes falls on Logan and adds an almost to the last sentence... It seemed that almost everyone had a drink in hand and Tony didn't seem to be here yet. Moving around the room to stand by Steve, "Good evening... Been quiet lately..."