<div class="floatleft">(https://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/0/9690/229586-185715-warpath.jpg)<br/><strong>Code Name</strong>: Warpath<br/><strong>Real Name</strong>:James "Jimmy" Proudstar<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Headed to Class<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Monday the 7th of September (2015) - 11:20 Am<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Wanda<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Waking up<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://a1-images.myspacecdn.com/images03/31/1fc6475f31e34b6783ffaa825b9832a8/600x600.jpg)</div></div><br/><hr/><br/>James had already been up a couple of hours.  He was used to getting up, so he got his workout in and practiced around the yard, worked with several weapons but found he liked using a shield like Captain America.  His knives were his favorite he had a lot of them, but he was not against learning something new and this was his project for this semester.  It was time for class and he knew if he didn't hurry he was likely not to make.  He was running across the yard, free running they called it now as he flipped on to the statue in the water fountain and on to the balcony of the second floor.  He was striding down the hallway when he saw what could only be Wanda heading to their class, was it bad that he could recognize her from the back?  Nope, she was nice on the eyes, as a matter of fact, there were several here that caught his attention, even the red-eyed hunny that left him looking at her moving like a flame herself.<br/><br/>He kept his thoughts of Wanda to himself for now.  "Good morning lovely how are you this morning?"  He was generally pretty cheery not everyone liked that, but no one told him to step off yet so he continued to be cordial and friendly.</div>