<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d4/ArchangelX-Men.jpg)</div><strong>Code Name:</strong>Archangel<br/><strong>Real Name:</strong>Warren Kenneth Worthington III<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Danger Room<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Monday, September 7th 2015, 10:01am<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Betsy, Scott<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Anything Goes<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Uniform<br/><hr/><br/>At first Warren sat at the pool... Well, not directly at poolside, he was perched on that side of the roof. Like a gargoyle that just happened to have blue skin and six techno-organic wings. Then the pool started getting some people so he made himself scarce... Warren's thoughts were all he had wanted to be with at the moment, he was remembering the now deceased Candy and his failed relationship with one beat cop named Charlotte Jones. Things had changed so much for him and Warren knew the looks he got around the school, from the students and his fellow teammates alike. The blue skinned man was no longer the same man, that he had been when he first came to the school and everyone knew it.<br/><br/>With a shake of his head he went and changed into his uniform, maybe working out in the Danger Room would help. Or, so he had thought until he walked through the door to the control room... It appeared that Betsy had just finished a workout and Scott was preparing one of his own. His head tilted a moment as Warren's eyes didn't fall on the clothing or lack there of that Betsy wore. Rather the gaze laid onto the tattoo over her eye and a whole set of new memories came upon him. He still hadn't uttered a word, but the six metallic wings ruffled their frustration with a low sound.<br/><br/>Taking a low breath Warren forces a smile that doesn't reach his eyes, "I'm sorry I guess I'll come back later..."