<div class="floatleft">(https://cafart.r.worldssl.net/images/Category_35444/subcat_102868/lJnxrtix_1108142222461.jpg)</div><br/>NAME: Remy LeBeau<br/>WEARING: Body Armor, trench coat, his usual look<br/>DAY: Sep 10, 2019<br/>TIME: Mid Day<br/>LOCATION: The Raft<br/>CONTENT: Onward!<br/>TAGGING: Anyone<br/><br/>No more guards to count on. The power dampers were down. They’d lost one before they even left to come here, and another in the first few moments. He’d been in worse spots, true, but this wasn’t looking great. His unique eyes scanned the wreckage and chaos that swirled around them.<br/><br/>It sounded like Blade and Spectrum had some history, and while he normally supported romance whenever it came along, this wasn’t the time. “Not to intrude, people, but we have a lot of problems coming our way.” He easily flicked several cards through his fingers, keeping himself ready. “We have a lot of bad coming our way to get under control. Time t’ get t’ fightin’.” He let his accent get stronger as he felt the rush he always did just before combat started. “Maybe fight to the med bay and get these portable dampers?” He had a lot of conflicting feelings about devices that shut down people’s powers, a technology that had been turned on his people many times. Hell, he’d first met Storm suffering from those effects. But it was a desperate time and, as the saying went, they needed desperate measures.<br/>