<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/93/ce/91/93ce9138a4a0e769b6af94c76889a96e.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Cain Marko - Juggernaut<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>(14:16), @8th of June 2016<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters, Westchester, Upstate New York, Danger Room<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Uniform in picture<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Psylocke, Shrike, Manifold, Sunpyre<br/><hr/><br/>Cain had never imagined in a million years he'd find himself here. Here being Xavier's school. His brothers school. Sure he'd been here plenty of times before. Hell he grew up here, but after he'd grown, most of the times he set foot on the property, it was because he was on the war path. He never thought it'd be for a funeral, and after that for...what was this? A job? Whatever. His belt buckle was an X now, which was a drastic 180 he never saw coming.<br/><br/>After the funeral he'd needed some time to deal with some very complex emotions, but Cain had always been a simple guy, and one of the best ways to work off anger, frustration, sadness, anything really...was to break shit. And since he'd gone legit, he could only accomplish that by training, or going on a mission. And since his comm wasn't ringing like crazy, that meant it was option A. Looking at himself, he wasn't dressed for a Danger Room session. Just a plain form fitting shirt and jeans. Buuuut he had a few perks with his powers so he didn't need to change.<br/><br/>Instead he just headed down to the sub-basement and prepared to get in a good workout. On his way he chuckled thinking about those hard light holograms. Without them, he'd be doing millions in damage each time he trained. Had to love technology. Even in his normal form, his footfalls thudded down the corridor up until he reached the door to the Danger Room. It slid open for him in time to hear Sunpyre's question, which caused Cain to chuckle.<br/><br/>"Cuz him, me, and a few others had a change of heart. S'what my brother always believed in. Just took him movin' on for us to realize he was right," he said with a shrug. Looking past her at the rest of the people in the Danger Room, he let the side of his mouth move up into a grin. Psylocke, a short kid with wings, and that teleporter. "Wasn't expectin' anyone to be here, but hell. More the merrier right?" He cracked his knuckles, then his neck. "Anyone wanna go a few rounds?"<br/>