<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://jawbreaker.nyc/wp-content/uploads/2015/09/JDW6.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Bishop<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Californian highway roadside<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept. 8th, 4:00 PM<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Psylocke, Jean Grey, Rogue<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Shaken around, ordering the interception<br/><hr/><br/>Bishop heard over the radio the sounds of panic as the police officers cars span out or froze over. He had expected something to stop their back up, and just hoped they could safely come to a halt without being severely wounded. It seemed like things mostly went okay, and that taking cover was the smartest option. The thermokinetic doing this could easily stop their hearts with ice if they weren't careful.<br/><br/>Then Bishop felt the effects of the ice on the van, and was immediately thrown from his seat despite holding on as tightly as he could. The veering was violent to say the least, and he hit the opposite wall hard, thankfully avoiding either of the two girls in the back. Hopefully they'd be light enough to avoid having as much momentum as he did. Although the kinetic impact didn't harm him, and instead just caused a brief flash of red light in his eyes. The captain quickly pointed out to him that they were headed for a direct collision, and he knew he had to give the order to stop the other van.<br/><br/><strong>"Now, Jean! Stop their truck!"</strong><br/><br/>He gave the order in a deep bellow, just to make sure she heard over the swerving van, crashes and tire squeal as the captain tried to keep headed in a straight line. Bishop held on tight, using his power a little to strengthen his grip and avoid falling again. He turned to the two in the back, as any second both vans would be stopped right next to each other.<br/><br/><strong>"Right, this is it. Be ready for anything and focus on taking down the thugs in the back. Then you can come help me with the big guy."</strong>