<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSXJ_qsTspmIFV8HCtlGIF6gvSNP16htmZuz9HlCNeCMeSwNpDR)</div><strong>Code Name</strong>: Archangel<br/><strong>Real Name</strong>: Warren Worthington III<br/><strong>Location</strong>: The Hallway<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Monday the 7th of September (2015) - 11:20 Am<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Wanda<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Anything goes<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>:<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRUGOJsBuqdoPw0qVCHg3zbwCrQcUQHRfc2CVY8NHpPhUetJshP)</div></div><br/><br/>"Need to get him some Axe body spray,"  Warren said with a wry grin.  "He wasn't quite coming on strong enough."  The young X-Man's wings rustled against his back.  Their solution to any situation was to want to kill the source of the issue and had no problems making their opinion known.  Warren ignored them.<br/><br/>"Blue, by the way," he continued.  "Seeing as how he didn't have the decency to answer.  A beautiful shade of blue that is only matched by a February sky."  His grin spread to a full smile but it didn't quite reach his eyes.  So many of them had haunted pasts; so few of them were as well known as Warren's.  Mutilated and maimed, in despair he'd grasped like a drowning man at the straw offered by Apocalypse.  He'd made a bargain he couldn't live with and his crippled wings had been replaced by a mockery of their former glory.  They worked tirelessly but where once they had been glorious things of flesh bone and feather, now they were a mockery of organic metal with a mind of their own.<br/><br/>"I'm your TA for today," he said finally, explaining his presence outside her classroom door.  "Maybe for the rest of the week.  The Professor thinks I should be more social.  Says it will be good for me.  My first official question as your TA is 'Why are we having classes on Labor Day?'.  My second is 'How do you take your coffee?'.  And don't say crisp.  Would this be a bad time to admit that I'm hot for teacher?  I'm probably the second person to tell you this but you look amazing, both professional and alluring, although I suspect I may have said it a little more respectfully and with more syllables."<br/><br/>Despite his stated attraction, Warren was keeping a respectful distance and his eyes were on her face rather than drifting lower.