<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c1/Shade-Avi.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Captain Owen Shade<br/><strong>Date:</strong>March 22nd<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>Afternoon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Memphis Rift Zone<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Korra<br/><hr/><br/>Taking his eyes off of Korra to finish placing the plastisteel armor in place had apparently been a bad idea.  Owen wasn’t even sure what had exactly just happened but found himself encased in a cold block of ice.<br/><br/>“Hey!  What the…” His words were cut off by the realization that the attractive young woman he had rescues was trying to steal his Cyclone!  “Damn it!” Owen was a sucker for a damsel in distress and now look where it had gotten him.  “Korra!” He yelled as she saddled up to the bike and started to poke at it.  “No..No..not that one!” He yelled as her finger depressed the firing mechanism on the VR-041.  A hatch sprung open triggering a single missile fire.  The hiss of igniting rocket fuel filled the clearing followed by the dull thud of ignition.  The missile detonating on a nearby tree sending shards of fragmenting wood about the clearing and annihilating it’s truck about four feet from the ground.<br/><br/>“Oh no.” Owen said watching the large tree seemingly jump out of the ground and teeter on its shattered base.  Slowly, ever so slowly he watched in helpless awe as the tree tipped towards him unable to move for the block of ice surrounding him.<br/>