<div class="floatleft">(https://akns-images.eonline.com/eol_images/Entire_Site/2018018/rs_634x1024-180118125428-634-MICHAEL-B-JORDAN-EMD-011818..jpg?fit=inside|828:*&amp;output-quality=90)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>NAME:</strong> Project XIII<br/>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br/><strong>DAY:</strong> 08-26-2020<br/><strong>TIME:</strong> 12:00pm<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>  Mt. Justice Tour<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> No more cake...but Vixen though<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Open, Vixen, Zod, Icon, Artemis, Supergirl</span><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> Thirteen didn't know what to do when Kara told them to have fun after she and Vixen talked to each other. So his response was to awkwardly return her wave with one of his own. He'd never waved before. It was strange. But it didn't feel weird or wrong. Just new. When they got by themselves, he could see as well as feel a difference, almost immediately in Mari's attitude and mannerisms. With no social training however, he wasn't really sure what he was looking at. He nodded slowly at the start, while she asked about the bedrooms. <br/><br/>He knew what a bedroom was, and had been in them before when retrieving targets or other similar missions. But he'd never had one, or slept in an actual bed before. She asked what he was thinking and he shook his head no. "Not before last night. I had my pod. It was everything when I wasn't awake. Bed. Computer. Television. Torture chamber. All in one for Waller's convenience." Shaking the morose away, he looked back to her. "Beds are <em>amazing</em>. It was so soft. It felt weird not to float though." When she pulled out the lollipop, his pupils dilated and he seemed to focus on it far more intently than a normal person would have.<br/><br/> He followed along like a puppy on the tour, nodding here and there without much understanding of why his head bobbed up and down as she spoke. "I had virtual reality training. Their were live fire situations too. She said the men I fought were expendable, and not to hold back. I think...I shouldn't do that here. Right? I shouldn't fight to kill? Not against you and the others? That's...bad. Isn't it?" After he got his answer, they ended up in the kitchen in front of the refrigerator. Where all the <em>food</em> was. Mmmmm food. He took the offered pizza, and was amazed once again. "It's good! Like the cake, but different!?" <br/><br/>He scarfed it down, then took three more slices and quickly devoured them as well. Clearly he enjoyed food quite a bit. He was probably one of the few true "Way to a man's heart is through his stomach" guys out there considering his situation. "Pizza <em>is</em> the fucking best!" His electric blue eyes lit up like a kid in a candy shop. "I've never read before, but I heard entire books. Mainly on history and war," he said almost ironically. "Sun Tzu is my favorite. He was incredibly wise and cunning." <br/><br/>When she reached for his hand, he gingerly reached back, splaying his fingers wide. He only stopped when she did, turning around and walking off. He stood there for a moment, not understanding what had just happened, but following along all the same. He looked up at the hatch, then looked a bit harder as Mari started the climb to the top. He wasn't sure why, but her bottom looked nice to him. Very much so. After she got to the top, he stepped up, bent his knees, and then jumped. He cleared the hatch easily with a few feet to spare, then bent his knees again when he landed. <br/><br/>He looked down at her first, then up to see what she was seeing, only for his breath to catch in his throat. He'd never seen beauty like this outside of simulations and his dreams. Even when he saw things like that up close, it was during the course of a mission so he couldn't focus...or worse yet, was the target of his attack, so it was destroyed in short order. He plopped down next to her, crossing his legs like she did and staring out at...everything. He'd never felt wind against his skin, as he'd never been outside of his suit. He never smelled the ocean salt, as he'd never been out of his helmet. <br/><br/>All of these new sensations...a lesser person would have been overloaded, but Thirteen enjoyed taking it all in. Even Mari. He caught himself gazing at her for reasons he didn't understand, but his cheeks felt hot. Then she offered him the lollipop and he looked down at it. "But it's yours?" At her insistence, he ate it. Enjoying the taste so much that he bit down and crushed the small orb into tiny fractals of strawberry goodness that slowly melted in his mouth. "I'm glad I'm here too. You saved me from Waller...even after...what I did to you," he said with nothing but shame in his voice as he looked at her arm that the night before he'd broken more painfully than most methods existed on the Earth with his monstrous strength. <br/><br/>She asked if he thought of changing his name, causing him to cant his head sideways quizzically. "Change it? To what? I've always been Thirteen. I was the thirteenth try, and the only successful one. I was the only one who got named...what would I call myself if not what I am?" The poor young man had no idea names weren't supposed to work like that. And that what he possessed was more of a tag, or an identifier than an actual name. But walking WMD's didn't really get all the nurture that helped someone understand something as simple as a name. <br/></span><br/>