<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, open<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Classes<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/>  “Yeah, those hurt like hell…but didn’t they penetrate you?”  He was shocked even up close nothing got through but he hadn’t taken an eyeshot either, he was foolhardy, not stupid.  “Hmm, so you are the Po-Po as Bishop would say?  I don’t know how I feel about shacking up with the Po-Po.”  He teased, he wouldn’t have a probably making the police or the mounty scream looking like that.  Looking like Logan he would have to get himself arrested.   He looked at her legs and behind and found himself licking his lips, the only thing that kept her safe at that moment was that they weren’t together already…ok that and the fact that she was a teacher and he didn’t want her students to walk in on them.  Had they been alone he might have helped her to enjoy the view a few times over.<br/><br/>“That depends on your point of view.”  He said not trying to be leacherous but he did move to not focus so much on that lovely behind that had him truly thinking centerfold.  ‘Damn!!’  “So be ready to go about 6:30 and wear something you wouldn’t mind being seen with me in.  Gotcha.  The bar then club if nothing goes wrong that is.”  He said standing beside her, he leaned down to kiss her cheek.  “I look forward to it.”  He pulled his book bag over his shoulder, he knew normally there would be a teacher/student thing that would be prohibited but she wasn’t his teacher and he was old enough to teach her a few things so it wouldn’t be an issue.  He was tempted to ask her, her age but if it was an issue to her he wasn’t going to say anything he would just enjoy being with an older woman.  Besides, how do you measure the age of a quasi-deity anyway?<br/><br/>He knew he had to be to his own class soon, she would be in so much trouble if she became his woman.  ‘Poor thing.’  He thought to himself with a light chuckle as he headed out.<br/><br/><br/></div>