@iamsupergiirl liked for a starter.
               Sighing, Mon pulled his knees up, resting is forearms atop them. âNow I know how a goldfish feels.â Not that he wasnât thankful --- he was. The DEO room was the only thing keeping him alive at the moment. Equipped with an air filtration system that thinned out the lead now riddled in Earthâs atmosphere, he could breathe clean oxygen freely. The only catch? He couldnât leave the twenty by twenty box. There were worse things, he told himself. His pod had been one of them.












