Welcome to Gaia! ::

You're the lawyer that eats things, right? Well the thing is, Lawyer Who Eats Things, I haven't been present at this vibrational level- that is to say this little nexus here-

*Makes expansive hand gesture.*

for over a week. You see back where I'm from, there's a Presidential election going on and I'm the director of the most important paramilitary organization in the country. We're overseeing security on the most divisive and potentially dangerous election in SHIELD's history. I've got a smart, talented black man running. You know what that means? That means every nutjob with veins full of MGH and a cape made out of a confederate flag is gunning for him. Six hundred and fifty thousand of them. That's what I'm dealing with. Over half a million super powered rednecks that want to lynch the Democratic nominee.

So you can take whatever crisis of the week you're wringing your hands about and shove it. Better yet,

*Pulls the IV out and drops it in front of Tenz.*

hang yourself with that. I've got an election to deal with.

*Stomps out rolling his eyes.*

*takes the core*

Ok...and what's the trick I need to do here? So we get Salu and the AI gets nothing.

There is no trick. Sometimes, you just have to give a spoiled child exactly what it wants.

GO. GET. VI.

Tenzil is correct. You have agreed to do a job. Do it to the best of your ability. Only then can we be assured that things will turn out as they should.

::Looks at The Two legionaries:: ...Does everyone from 616 leave the room like that?

Tenzil, You shouldn't!