<div align="center">(http://firestormfan.com/images/firestorm_logo_13.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(http://www.tshirtironons.top/images/2013/SUPERHERO%20ALLIANCE/Firestorm/Firestorm%20Iron%20ons%20(Wall%20Stickers)%20N7533.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Firestorm||Ronnie/Jason (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15029428#msg15029428)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>As picture<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Sunday, August 23<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>9:00 PM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Beatriz da Costa’s living room<br/><strong>CONTENT: </strong>Meeting Fire, getting the necessary information<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Mission Two Members<br/><hr/><br/>"<strong>I am not sure why I am, though. I mean, look at everyone else. I am just...me, you know?</strong>" Rocket said and Ronnie just had problems not staring. He leaned in and whispered. "<strong>'Just you' can fly, dent a ship with a punch and protect half the team with your force fields. I'd take 'just you' any day of the week.</strong>" he says before he can think of the possible implications of how that came out.<br/><br/>Huntress suggested the team breakdown and Ronnie nodded to that. "<strong>That works for me.</strong>" he agreed. Hell, he was just happy to be going with Rocket. Its like he wanted to hug Huntress for working that out. Instead he glanced at her crossbow bolts and waved his hand playing with the atomic structure of them. "<strong>Pssst...I made your bolts into Promethium. Should be able to pierce a Kryptonian.</strong>" he says with a nod and then broke off into the other side of the room with Icon and Rocket.<br/><br/>Icon suggested that he alter the chemical nature of whatever they were creating. "<strong>Good idea Icon. Making the entire batch into something inert like salt will solve some possible future problems.</strong>" there was always someone desperate enough to hire a meta to steal it from an evidence locker so his country could have meta's and fight whomever they happen to despise at the time.<br/><br/>And then Rocket made him blush and get tongue tied all over again with "<strong>Looks like I got the pretty ones in the bunch. Join me over in this corner?</strong>" he just went back to nodding with a side of blushing. "<strong>Now then, I am just a chick with a hella good gadget and the brains to make proper use of it. I expect that you two will use me in the most appropriate manner.</strong>" she said an oh the thoughts that ran through Ronnie's mind. Jason had to turn away '<em>Whoa buddy...tmi TMI!!</em>"<br/><br/>"<strong>Shit. I don't know how to say what I mean!</strong>" she came out with and it knocked him out of his reverie. *<em>sigh, how was he ever going to concentrate</em>* "<strong>I know what you mean. And you're more than fine.</strong>"<br/><br/>When Fire stepped forward and offered up "I could go to the docks with you, but if you are set on stealth . . . well, aren't I fairly conspicuous? My beauty is infamous." Ronnie just had to blink at that; he was the guy with flames for hair but she'd be the one that stood out--oooookaaay. "<strong>I was going to go with maybe you could wear a wig and a disguise but you know...you're right. Maybe you should stay here and help co-ordinate the entire effort. Then your infamy won't get in the way.</strong>" he says and then turns back to Icon and Rocket since Fire had pretty much bowed out there. "<strong>Besides, I can split into two and cover more ground without having my flames sort of announce there's a meta asking questions.</strong>"<br/><br/>He looks at Icon. "<strong>What do you think our approach should be?</strong>" he asks indicating the two of them. He looks at Rocket. "<strong>You can pretty much just ask anyone anything and they'll tell you where their mom lives.</strong>" he says honestly. "<strong>Like just leave it vague and say 'We have the money...where is it?</strong>"