<div class="floatleft">(https://imagesvc.timeincapp.com/v3/fan/image?url=https%3A%2F%2Fspnhunters.com%2Ffiles%2F2018%2F05%2FSN1302a_0350b.jpg&amp;c=sc&amp;w=850&amp;h=560)</div><strong>Code Name</strong>: Warpath<br/><strong>Real Name</strong>:James "Jimmy" Proudstar<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Leaving Russian Studio....time to eat?!?<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Monday the 7th of September (2015) - 5:00 PM<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Wanda, open<br/><strong>Content</strong>:<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>:<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">cleaning up nicely</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/a2/6d/75/a26d7587cf5453902b03dd9eccf63ee8.jpg)(https://www.writeups.org/wp-content/uploads/Proudstar-Warpath-Marvel-Comics-X-Force-f.jpg)</div></div><hr/><br/><br/>He didn’t have a body count.  He gave the professor that much, but the bone count…that was ugly.  He sure could use Eric here right now, he had a mental Rolodex of all heroes and villains encountered.  He was definitely Beast’s son so to speak in more ways than one, save charm.  He was more like Scott than Remy whom he looked up too!  But he had not seen him in the past two weeks was it not for Wanda mentioning her visit with him he wouldn’t have known he was alive…ok that was a bit harsh!  He spent his life in the library…which wasn’t dead but that was like his way of hiding out.<br/><br/>Regardless he heard ‘LM…then Lady Mastermind’  Nothing came to his mind, but he could only think of the original master mind that was a master illusionist one that operated on a mental level that meant all of the senses were involved.  He could bring down Logan!  So that made her just as dangerous to him.<br/><br/>He watched as he moved closer to Wanda, he wondered what she was going to do with the man that now smelled of fear and yet it wasn’t directed towards Wanda which made him think whoever this woman was she was dangerous enough to have a mob boss quaking with fear of her.<br/>“So do we make him like his men?”  He said as he now stood next to her as he was wiping some blood off of his hands with a shirt.<br/><br/><br/>