<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/c8/a3/94/c8a394cac351dfeb03d30cbafa6f6859.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>James Proudstar - Warpath<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>early morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Danger Room<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>blue t-shirt, jeans and boots<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Nevan, open<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>Workout time.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>He had already gotten his work out in, being a TA he didn't have to deal with two many classes save his own.  The professor would be in class today so this was his regular scheduled training time.  He was headed down to the danger room and he smirked that he was up after Eric's private party.  But Gaea always woke him up at butt crack of dawn regardless so he got up to get ready and rid his system of the toxins he put into it last night and this morning.  He was downstairs and he peeked into the main command room for the danger room the other four rooms were vacant but the other on had someone in it,  N..n.n.nevan? he wasn't sure if he remembered his file and information until he saw his power display.  He watched and he checked the logs and he could see that in another 20 seconds the simulation normally stopped thereabouts.<br/><br/>He watched and waited and true to form he stopped having lost his focus and his power, he focused.  He wasn't as good as analyzing as Eric was but he did know people and could sense them a bit, not telepath level but he could read a bit and this guy was in serious need of some help.  Which was no problem as that is why they were all here.  He moved downstairs to go into the simm room with him.<br/><br/><strong>"Are you ok?"</strong>He asked checking on him first.  His analysis would have to come later, but checking his hurts beyond his ego would have to come first.<br/>