<div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzXxffY-_rc/Srm-kZr59HI/AAAAAAAACy4/bfRCaJ8LqJw/s400/JASON+CHAMBERS++4.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Victor Creed<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Sabertooth<br/><strong>Dorm Assignment:</strong>Room 5<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Auditorium<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Camo-Cargo pants, white tank top covered by a button up jacket and running shoes.<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 2nd, Early evening<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kitty<br/><hr/><br/>Vi tor tilted his head as Kitty spoke. Stark did have a big ego. Then again, he was one of the greatest minds of the times, if not the greatest when it came to applied sciences. Gifted was the term, Victor thought, besides being a billionaire and the owner of his very own Iron Man suit, which, by the way, he invented himself while being held hostage by baddies in Afghanistan. The guy deserved to have an ego as big as that building, Victor thought.<br/><br/>"Whatever her truckload is, she is doing a damn sight of a better job at keeping it together than I am," He said with a tight smile, suddenly growing uncomfortable with the conversation," But yeah, we all have work to do, and it won't be getting easier any time soon. Best to just get with the program and get it together and keep it there," He chuckled nervously and nodded," Yeah, Looks like everybody else is headed off. Best if we go too. Hey... Thanks for not thinking I'm a monster. Or... well, if you thought it, thanks for talking to me anyways," He smiled and then his jaw clamped.<br/><br/>Hey, when we get some time off, wanna hang out? There's one hell of a view over the Rockies and we can just talk, relax, and... you know, get to know each other.<br/><br/>He clenched his jaw and his hand and smiled tightly again as he watched her leave. She was a nice girl. Hanging-out-worthy, as his friend Dave used to say when he had a crush on a girl but didn't want to get picked on by his friends. Rest. He needed some rest now. He spun around on his heel, making a mental note of talking to Dani later, see if he could iron things out with her. He hadn't meant what he said, after all, and he hoped that, even if she couldn't forgive him for his overly harsh words, she might give him the opportunity to earn that forgiveness. He wasn't a bad guy, dammit. Just...<br/><br/>Fucking Anger Management Issues...