<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://www.writeups.org/wp-content/uploads/Proudstar-Warpath-Marvel-Comics-X-Force-f.jpg)</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) - 4:30 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)</div></div><hr/><br/><br/>"So we are here for several reasons then?"  He said with a raised eyebrow.  "Seems like you already know what you want?"  He said as he smirked having not had veal in a while himself.  She was really assuming two giants coming in here wouldn't attract attention.  If someone remembered her someone from the local mob would be notified quickly.  "No Tiramisu cheesecake?"  He had a few gelatos and thought if nothing else they could get some to go.  He moved to sit down on the other side, thinking it was safer for her at least.<br/><br/>"So you are a foodie too?  Will wonders never cease?"  He smirked as he drank her in thinking she would make someone a lucky partner or even a very lucky friend.  He really was going to keep his promise and try not to be too clingy.  Not that it wouldn't be hard though but he valued her enough.