<hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/JohnnyThumb.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name / Code Name:</strong>Johnny Storm / The Human Torch<br/><strong>Origin:</strong>Altered Human<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Briefing Room<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Tigra and Werewolf... also Ares and Carol<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Johnny was a bit surprised to see Jack had shifted to a different form... he could practically swim in the tension in the air coming from him.<em>What the Hell?  Jack, you don't even know her.  She was -my- girlfriend and you're getting bent out of shape over this?</em>He raised a brow and again shook his head, but was snapped out of that thought as Tigra leaned in to whisper her name to him.  For a moment it did seem like she would kiss him.  He swallowed a bit and was sorely tempted to lean in and do just that... kiss her right in front of Jack to show him who was dominan- he stopped.  Where the Hell had that line of thought come from?  He wasn't a damn beast, but Jack made him feel that way with how he acted and the energy in the air.  He smiled at Tigra, watching as she walked from him... his eyes fixed on that tail and the way it swished back and forth as she swayed her hips.  Damn.<br/><br/><strong>"Yeah... sure thing, Tigra.  Glad to hear it."</strong><br/><br/>He couldn't help but feel a flush of jealousy as Tigra brushed past Jack... and it didn't help that the look Jack gave him following that action was essentially a challenge.  So friendship didn't matter... fine.  All bets were off and the fact that Jack wanted her too only made Johnny want her even more.  To quote Mike Meyers...<em>She will be mine.  Oh yes.  She will be mine.</em><br/><br/>He trotted up the stairs after the two of them... making his way up via the elevator to the hangar, where nearby a few of his teammates were gathering weapons.  He heard the bellowing of Ares and shook his head with a sigh.  What Carol saw in that overviolent lummox he would never understand.  Like many of his teammates, he did not require weapons... he was after all a living weapon.  A human torch.  He saw Ms Marvel standing nearby and motioned far off to Ares, who had just defeated a... table apparently.<br/><br/><strong>"Seriously... what do you see in him?  Just curious."</strong><br/><br/>His thoughts drifted from Tigra as he stood waiting for everyone to gather... turning instead to his family.... Sue, Reed and Ben.  Captured by Doom.  Time was of the essence and he wanted to rescue them before Doom decided the time for gloating was over.