<div class="floatleft">(https://www.writeups.org/wp-content/uploads/Proudstar-Warpath-Marvel-Comics-X-Force-f.jpg)<br/><strong>Code Name</strong>: Warpath<br/><strong>Real Name</strong>:James "Jimmy" Proudstar<br/><strong>Location</strong>: In the city<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Monday the 7th of September (2015) - 2:30 PM<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Wanda, open<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Ridin' Dirty!!<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/> He looked at her at the gentleman comment.  He was…just not always when it came to his music.  She wanted him to treat her like a lady when it was convenient…like to hear her head banging music.  He teased her, some rock he secretly liked but she seemed to like to roll her eyes at him so he played that.  Even though he would be busted if she ever saw his CD/MP3 collection.  He might have to hide that.<br/><br/>“So getting a contact high, are we?!?  I am glad I don’t have to deal with the latter.  I do realize how annoying that can be!”  He said thinking he could see Sam pushing that envelope now.  He hadn’t seen that guy in a while but under the circumstances him being part rocket, he could see him lighting up from time to time too.  “No despite what people think of those some people like their pawn shops so no craters and now squashing people till they start touching then I will say bets off.”  He said moving to the next area<br/></div>