<div class="floatright">(http://orig10.deviantart.net/3f32/f/2012/002/5/6/dust_and_smoke_by_shimmering_sword-d4l4dg7.jpg)</div>Name: Darclight<br/>Where: Malta, Stormwatch HQ<br/>Doing What: TAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO BEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL<br/>Milestones: Riders on the Storm and...In the Name of the Moon.  (Cue Darclight Facepalm)<br/>1 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | 0 Emotional | 15xp (of 35xp total)<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><hr/><br/>"I've wanted to.  Wanted to just go crazy and let it all be someone else's problem.  But I couldn't.  Until today, Khaj and I were the only ones with the whole story.  See, Stormwatch Red?  They knew that I was a person - and I'm pretty sure that at least a few members of the other teams figured it out, too - but I never told them about the Deathmarks, about why I exist.  You are the first to have the whole story, the entire picture.  If I went crazy, what happens if they showed up tomorrow?  Where would that leave the planet?"  Conway tried to show Auxilia that it had most certainly been difficult, not getting to do human things for the last decade, but that there was always the question of his never-seen foe to keep him here.<br/><br/>"You are...quite right, though.  I do have all those needs a human has.  I could get a lot of them...managed, I guess would be the best word, here at Stormwatch HQ.  Though it played with my sense of time when I had to wake up at three in the morning to get a shower while managing to avoid cameras so there was never any footage of me on them.  And I mean<em>me</em>, not Darclight.  But there's things that I really wish I could do..."  He looked at her.  "...why?  Are you offering to help me with my human needs?"