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United States Special Forces Official Records Metahuman Infiltration, Espionage, and Disposal Unit Unit Profile: Name: Jordan Mathew Rockhold. Alias/Codename: "Ghost". Age: 28. Gender: Male. Species: Human (No traces of Meta-Human properties found). Height: 6'2. Weight: 215lbs...

Wow, this one sounds promising. Count me in, if you'll have me.

I know nothing about Warframe, but I'm pretty familiar with Marvel.

I dont mind not being the leader. I actually kind of wanted to go the direction where maybe his father's legacy could intimidate him, and he doesnt want to be the leader, even if it might be expected of him.

This sounds interesting. I have an idea for Dick Grayson and Starfire's son, if that is acceptable.

This sounds really cool actually. Im surprised you havent gotten any replies. Im in if more people join up.

Is this still open?

The human looks around their cramped surroundings, thinking about a way out. Things definitely looked grim. "Well you're a Quarian, right? I doubt Aria has much influence in your fleet."

Elliot sits down on a crate adjacent from her, as there wasnt a lot of room back where they were. "After the day you've had? I'm surprised you're still concious..." He frowns, looking away from her. "I'm... Sorry this happened to you."

It took the two a little while to get to the docking bay undetected, having to dodge a few of Aria's patrols along the way. They eventually found their way into the back of a small transport ship, Elliot had known the pilot personally.

"I just gunned down two of her enforcers to help you out, I'd say she's going to be pissed off enough as it is. Personally, I'm taking the option were we might survive." He turns away, walking towards the shipyard. "You coming?"

"Well what do you suggest? We cant exactly stay here either."

He turns to her, a bit aggressively, but not in a hostile way. "I had no idea that they were going to try and kill you, alright? I'm not in the business of murdering pregnant women!" He sighs, trying to calm himself down. "Look, I've got enough credits stored away to get us both off the...

He looks on as the flames engulf everything, he couldnt help but feel responsible for all of this. Glancing over at the Quarian, he frowns. "Look, I'm sorry. I had no idea it was going to go down this way."

Stepping out of the shop, he made sure the quarian was out. Discharging the thermal clip in his pistol into the liquid, the entire shop errupted into flames.

As the Quarian gathers her things, Elliot grabs a tanker full of flammable liquid. He begins to drench the bodies, as well as the rest of the store. He was going to burn it all down.

He curses under his breath, before pointing at the Quarian. "You have five minutes. Only bring what you need." Before waiting for her to respond, the human searches for anything flammable or explosive nearby.

Groaning at the situation he got himself into, he looks back at the bodies. "Do you have a cellar or a storeroom? I need to get these bodies out of sight."

He places his hand on his shoulder, before looking at her in a dead serious matter. "Let me rephrase this; We need to leave tonight, or both of us will end up with our heads on spikes by morning. Do you understand me?"