<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://vignette1.wikia.nocookie.net/marveldatabase/images/2/27/Colossus_Bloodline_Vol_1_4_Textless.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20071203033515)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>Name:</strong> Colossus<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, Joanne Weber | Blackout, Davi Alleyne | Prodigy, Doctor Nemesis, Kitty Pryde | Shadowcat, Jonothon Starsmore | Chamber<br/><strong>Content:</strong> Bringing out the big guns</span><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> He could feel the animosity and sheer, primal hatred mixed with mob style fear radiating off of these people. And the irony was that they saw mutants as little more than animals when they themselves were acting the part. Logan remained in constant contact with Salem, and after a quick update he informed Colossus of the obvious, but unwanted first part of this mission. Taking down rioters. "Da, let's do this quickly, tovarisch." It was rather easy for him to physically keep the people at bay, but with so many he had to use the tiniest portion of his strength so as to not accidentally break someone.<br/><br/> And while he was holding back about eight people shoved into a group, Salem shouted into his radio, causing him to smile. "As if there is some other way for me to stand!" When Logan grabbed his first rioter, two more lunged at the man from his blind spot. "Logan, watch out!," he shouted at the same time he pushed the tiny group back. Just how the small, old man seemed far too fast for his age. The massive, metal one was just as swift, snatching up both of Logan's attacker's by their jackets and holding them high above the crowd like naughty children.<br/><br/> He turned and dropped them at the feet of the police, then narrowed his dull white eyes when he saw Cyclops through the crowd. Her voice screeched into their comms, his feet thudded on the pavement. "Logan, watch Blackout, I've got Cyclops." He walked through the crowd, the people having no choice but to be forced out of his way if they didn't move. His shadow blotted out the sun over Salem for a total of three seconds before a thunk, barely loud enough to be heard over the roar registered a metallic finger had flicked her attacker in the back of the head. He'd be unconscious for at least a few hours. With that same hand, he hoisted the man off of her, then offered her his free arm to pull her to his feet. "You okay? We need to reform our ranks before things get too hectic!" Taking out a pair of ties, he zipped the sleeping man's wrists behind him and set him on the ground for the police.<br/><br/></span>