<div class="floatleft">(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y173/SettyJenesequah/RP/SheHulkAvi.jpg)</div><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>       Jennifer Walters<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong>          She-Hulk<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>  Resistance<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   Still the same clearing in the Amazon<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>          Deadpool, Invisible Woman, Myth<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/>With the sudden rush of red and black streaming past her, She-Hulk was caught off-guard. She had hoped that her companions had remained in the clearing, but had no assumptions that they would engage in battle with an unknown foe. Truly, Deadpool was far more intriguing than she’d initially given him credit for.<br/><br/>She-Hulk simply stared, watching as Deadpool charged recklessly toward an opponent they knew nothing about. It didn’t take long for the shape-changer to evade the dual blades and spin toward She-Hulk. Her eyes narrowed, brows furrowing as the anger began to pulse through her veins like a drug. Her arms lifted as she ducked her torso down, evading the blow from his fist—but that blow never came. Instead, his knee made contact with her jaw, the force behind it causing her vision to blur momentarily. Of course, this only served to elevate her anger to a level akin to livid.<br/><br/>She-Hulk stood up to her full height, running her fingers across her jawbone as she attempted to lessen the ache. She could feel her healing factor kicking in, the section of jaw that had certainly shattered from the force of the attack beginning to tingle uncomfortably. She watched as the man attempted to lay an attack on Sue, her lips tilting in what could only be described as a hybrid between a smirk and a snarl. Of course, The Invisible Woman seemed to have things handled. Jennifer never doubted her—she was one tough cookie, Sue Storm.<br/><br/>The visible bubble around the man's head forced a little snort of amusement from She-Hulk, her eyes glued to the small tinted force field as she opened and closed her jaw to make sure it had fully recovered. Suddenly, Sue was calling out to her, Jen’s head whipping to focus on the little blonde as she shouted out information. She-Hulk’s eyes darted to the jump-jet, one slender brow arching just before she turned toward Deadpool. “Hope you’re up for stealing a jet-pack.”<br/><br/>She-Hulk didn’t bother to wait for a response, she simply lunged forward, eyes focused completely on the pack strapped to Myth’s back. “Keep that thing on him, Sue!” She-Hulk dropped her torso, aiming her shoulder toward Myth’s abdomen. If she could knock him off his feet, hopefully Deadpool would sneak in there to get the pack off. After all, if there were more of those things out there, it would be beneficial to their little “team” if they had one of their own.<br/><br/>Sinking into the bog, she put all of her weight behind the final little push that would allow her to make contact with the new-comer and, hopefully, knock him on his ass.