<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/HKfanpz.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>David ‘Dave’ Alleyne<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Downtown, besiged library<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 8th, 2017, 6:30 PM<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Salem Summers | Cyclops, James Howlett | Old Man Logan, Piotr Rasputin | Colossus, Davi Alleyne | Prodigy, Doctor Nemesis, Kitty Pryde | Shadowcat, Jonothon Starsmore | Chamber<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Helping the friendlies<br/><hr/><br/>At the Doctor’s Danish, David just blinked for a moment. A nod was all that Nemesis requested so it was all the new Team Lead gave, just a subtle acknowledgment that he did understand the language spoken.  Though it was a language David was only borrowing from James, he’d be able to speak Danish fluently so long as the doctor stayed close. While the distance wasn’t quite fixed, so long as they were within a floor or two it should be workable.<br/><br/>The medical bag was appreciated, though the idea that David would want to ‘impress’ Dr. Bradley or that he’d want to assist the doctor felt offensive in some way that David struggled with. It almost felt as though Nemesis wanted to take control of the mission. To undermine David or question his ability to lead. Comments to Chamber were off-putting to say the least, but the real topper for David was the flippant mention of Dachau. A concentration camp where tens of thousands had died.<strong>“In… In a good way?”</strong>So many questions flooded David’s mind, nearly overpowering his ability to think about anything else, but he eventually pulled himself away. All the Team Lead could do was shake his head in disbelief.<br/><br/>Kitty’s voice over the comm was a reminder of just what they were there for: a conference room on the second floor… Not his first choice, a bit too close to the entrance, but it would certainly do. “Alright, Conference Room B Second Floor. That’s out central spot. Good job Shadowcat,” he said over the comms to the rest of Gold Team.<strong>“Guide everyone you can to there. And if they’re too injured to move, let me or Dr. Nemesis know so we can patch them up.” </strong><br/><br/>As he walked down the steps, into the library itself, David added another message for ‘his troops’.<strong> “You’re right Chamber, this is probably not going clean win. But that’s what we get when we agreed to be X-Men. We do missions where the odds are stacked against us. But it’s what we have to do to make them trust us a little more.”</strong><br/><br/>A suitably cliche filled motivational speech behind him, David continued down the stair well and towards the first peaceful protester. There was a split second of fear, but the sight of orange visors almost seemed to calm him. “X-Men?” The protester asked with a quivering voice, the bruises and dried blood making him seem more of a victim than he probably intended.<br/><br/><strong>“Yeah, I’m an X-Man. Prodigy.” </strong>David said with what he hoped was confidence, offering a hand to help the other man to his feet. Once on his feet the protester, Kyle, seemed to be able to stand without shaking too much.<strong>“C’mon, my team and I are setting up a base in a conference room. Let’s get you down there and clean you up.”</strong><br/><br/>That prospect seemed to trouble Kyle, the young protester just shaking his head. “No man, I can help. I’m okay, just a little shaken up.” David just let out a sigh at that. Something told him that trying to reason with Kyle would be more trouble than it was worth.<strong>“The best way you can help us is to help us find all of your people.”</strong>Kyle seemed to accept that easily enough, following behind David and helping the mutant tend to any protesters they found who needed the help.<br/><br/>By the time David had made it to the second floor conference room, a small handful of the protesters were following behind David or shuffling along with his help. Opening the doors of the room, David let all of them rest before tending to one woman who had a particularly nasty cut along her stomach. It was easy enough to patch her up given the medkit Nemesis had given him and the kills he copied from the doctor, but it took time. Time that he wasn’t out finding the rest of the protesters.