<strong>Alias</strong>: Plasma - James Franco<br/><strong>Your Team</strong>: Team G<br/><strong>Who you're interacting with</strong>: Bantam, Ace, Seraph, Voltaic (Team Griffon)<br/><br/>As the buggy neared the city James willed his shield up, a quick translucent blue flash and an audible *shhhing* barely heard above the radio and drive and he was protected from most handguns.  The area looked deserted and desolate as they neared the abandoned industrial buildings.  Somewhere in here was a bomb and guards from Kamp Kalston, he didn't know how wounded they might be or even how they are going to take care of the bomb once it was found but he hoped things would be better than the sparing match.<br/><br/>Stepping out of the buggy Plasma tried to keep alert as Voltaic asked where they should start.  "Um, I don't know parimeter sweep and pair up?"  he recommended, he didn't have much in the way of leadership experience but then again who did here?