<div align="center"><strong><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"></span></em></strong></div><br/><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>Kitchen<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Jack, Carol<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Johnny had already showered and shaved before he came down to the kitchen area.  He had slept pretty well, but still had some dreams about the Fantastic Four... his family.  Resentment toward SHIELD was still burning hot in his heart and he just wanted to prove once and for all that he was not a loose cannon.  Hell, compared to half the people on this 'Avengers' team, he really was a damn boy scout.  He was convinced that Ares, Logan and Gamoran were psychopaths and as much as he liked Jack, he had to admit he was probably more of a troublemaker than he ever was.  He slipped downstairs, wearing blue jeans, a white t-shirt with the Fantastic Four "4" logo on it and a pair of nice athletic shoes.<br/><br/>As he made his way out of his dorm room, he noted that the area in front of Ares' door had somehow been repaired and cleaned up, as though nothing had happened to it.  Huh.  Weird.  He moved down the hall and finally walked into the kitchen, noting that both Jack and Carol was there.  He offered a smile and a nod to the both of them as he walked to the refrigerator, poured himself a glass of milk and made some toast.<br/><br/><strong>"Morning, Jack.  You look like you slept well.  Morning Carol.  I love the way the sunlight catches on your hair... like they're one and the same."</strong><br/><br/>He flirted shamelessly with her... though for Johnny somehow it didn't seem forced.  He had a confidence about him that was hard to deny.