<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d4/ArchangelX-Men.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Warren Worthington/Archangel<br/><strong>Location:</strong>New York, Westchester, The Xavier Institute<br/><strong>Whereabouts:</strong>Kitchen<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Sweat Pants, Shirt and Shoes<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kitty<br/><hr/><br/>Only moments prior Warren had landed on the roof from a morning flight... Well to come over at least. Truth be told he still had a business to run and a home to live in, but in a way it was nice to come back to his roots. Sure he was quite different now then that younger man that first came to the school. Back then his skin was normal and his wings were feathered and white. Warren was so carefree at the time and then it happened... He was crucified and his wings lost... He was given new and better wings, but those came with some strings attached. First Warren became the Horseman Death and Apocalypse used him against his former allies and friends. Warren came back to them as a different person which Hank named the brooding Archangel and the name stuck.<br/><br/>That brought a small smile to blue lips as the simple fact that his new wings numbered six back then. He still had them wings, but the Seraphim had six wings not the Archangels. Later on he then became the Horseman of War and even now those personalities warred in his mind. Those thoughts though were put on the backburner as Warren enters the kitchen and more importantly the smell of freshly brewed coffee. His eyes fall on Kitty and that small smile becomes bigger, "Morning Kitty! How are you this morning?"<br/><br/>Retrieving a cup and filling it he settles back against the counter, "Where is our esteemed leader and Miss Frost this morning?"