<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn2.teen.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/03/persia-20090308-jake-prince-of-persia.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>George Irons<br/><strong>Location:</strong>New York City, Natasha's apartment<br/><strong>Time:</strong>May 30th, 2016, 8:31am<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Laura, Savage She-Hulk, Cannonball, Spider-Girl, Open<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Leather Jacket (http://www.vansonleathers.com/events/week_at_vanson/TBIR_03.gif), Black T-shirt, Jeans (https://www.nrsworld.com/prodimages/1368-DEFAULT-l.jpg), Boots (https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41DK8D4DSWL.jpg)<br/><br/>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>"<em>Lone Wolf</em>" was that what George was? Would it be better to say that he was simply an Outcast? Someone that was forced to live on the fringes of society as he could see past the veil of falsehood that mundanes like to cloak themselves in so that they don't have to see ugliness of the world around them, and within. To be able to see the darkness in one's soul no matter how much they try to quash it down. And no one was perfectly sin free. It made it hard to get close to people as the Rider was always lurking behind George's eyes. A living, fiery nightmare that drove people away when the see him. Particularly when he was Angry, and the Rider was always Angry.<br/><br/>Whatever one should call the Rider, Laura was right that George never been on a team, and the prospect of being on one made him rather uncomfortable to say the least. Over the past couple of weeks, he was tempted to simply disappear back into the winding black top of the endless Highways that crisscross the nation. Many times he stood in the room he was borrowing, all his worldly possessions gathered, ready to leave without even so much as a Good bye. That was how it had always been. Come in, do the job, leave before people ran you out of town. It had been a formula that worked for him for years. So why was he so insistent to stay now? What force was keeping him with this group.<br/><br/>As one by one, each of the others told of their experiences on a team Goerge's lips tugged downward as it appeared that he was the Odd man out. Once more forcing him to ask himself why did he stay. Each one of the others sounded so experienced in Team dynamics, and organization where George was more a change in, and Kill anything that stood in his way. His eyes flicked from Cannonball to Lyra as they listed their former acquaintances. Would it count that George did jobs for the Vatican? No, he always worked solo, and that bastard Cardinal Salazar is always threatening to take his head should he be given the opportunity. So when Laura nominated Sam to lead the team on the account of the other three having "Anger Management" troubles, George could only shrug. He didn't see why not.<br/><br/>Sam certainly put on a good act of humility if he wasn't actually humble about accepting the Leadership role. Sam would go on to say he knew of Laura McKinny and how she was basically the new Wolverine, and her father would be proud of her. Though he professed to know only second hand accounts on Lyra, and George's abilities. George took in a slow inhale before letting out slowly, and deliberately. The others might have noticed a sizable increase in the temperature in the area. "I'm the harbinger of Vengeance. I hunt down the wicked, and Judge them." He stated calmly with a forced even tone. It was clear that George was not the type that turns over villains, and thugs to the "Proper Authorities" like Captain America, or other more "soft handed" Heroes so that "Justice" could be handed out. Often times that "Justice" left hardened criminals in small boxes to "Think about what they done", and expect them to change. Often when they come out, they're stronger, smarter, and more connected cause of people they met on the Inside. George had no scruples being Judge, Jury, and more often than not Executioner against those he hunts. Perhaps another reason why he wasn't the type to work with a team. George thought about showing to the others<em>The Rider</em>, but figured he didn't need to set the kitchen on fire.