<div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x94/Shadowphile/Ryan-Kwanten_zpsxuj4nvjh.jpg)</div><strong>CHARACTER NAME:</strong>Cannonball aka Samuel Guthrie<br/>Date/Time:  (14:15 PM), May 19th 2016<br/>Location: Avengers Complex, Upstate New York<br/>Wearing: (As pictured)<br/>Tagged: Scarlet Witch<br/>Warnings: None<br/><br/>"Is there any orange juice left?  Ah was goin' to make mahself some coffee but Ah can't figure out how to turn on the coffee maker.  It looks like y'all need a college degree just to make it work."  The southern drawl could only belong to Sam Guthrie.  He'd used the name Cannonball with any of the varied mutant teams he'd been on but he'd long ago learned how to do more than fly in a straight line.<br/><br/>He hadn't quite settled into the Avenger's Complex and he seriously doubted that he ever would.  It wasn't the high tech level; he'd seen higher.  It just didn't<em> feel</em>like home.  Perhaps one day it would but for the time being, he felt like a stranger in a strange land.  Being near Wanda didn't make things any easier.  She'd always made him feel a little odd, whether it was the red-heads haunting beauty or her odd powers.  He could deal with the fact that she changed sides more often than some of the mutants he knew changed underwear.  Half the time it wasn't even her in control.  She'd always come back to them.  He had no reason to think that, if it happened again,  she would not return to them in the future.<br/><br/>He paid scant attention to the television.  If there was anything worth paying attention to, there would be a very loud, very obvious announcement.