<div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/marveldatabase/images/7/72/Shatterstar_Vol_1_1_Textless.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20180725065002)</div><strong>Code Name</strong>: Shatterstar<br/><strong>Real Name</strong>: Gaveedra Seven, Benjamin Russell or just Ben<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Car<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Monday the 7th of September (2015) - 12:30 PM<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Kindle, Scott, Jean<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">(http://www.zardly.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/10/Scott-Eastwood.jpg)</div></div>Biker's tube carry case for his sword over his shoulder.<br/><hr/><br/>Ben's listens to the 'plan' such as it is and then just leans back trying not to sigh. There was so much effort being put into knocking upon a door that it was mind boggling. Ben's mind quickly went through a dozen different scenarios and then he just stopped thinking. There was no point. He felt like Sisyphus moving his boulder up the hill in his efforts to either bond or be understood. Kenna was nice at least.<br/><br/>He spent some time just wondering if he should stay here with the XMen. He clearly didn't fit in and rubbed most people the wrong way. Mr. Summers started out with wanting to see himself and Kindle handle themselves in the field. After some elaboration that equated to they would be taking a mostly observatory role. Translation, we are taking you outside to see if the fresh air gets you all excitable and loopy. Can't really trust you with anything important like 'knocking on a door' or 'saying "Hi Ma'am" that is for next years lessons. We need to stick to the basics of walking and being able to observe at the same time without tripping over your feet and landing into us causing a nuclear bomb to go off.<br/><br/>Ideas of creating a team ran through his head, one without all the back breaking baggage of the XMen. Maybe he'd find someone who fancied him.<br/><br/>He glanced outside the window looking for men and women in black, hiding in their likely places--well places he would chose if he were waiting for the XMen to show up in something other than the Blackbird.