"Right. Mutants. Obviously I've been knocked into a Marvel or DC world. Lovely." He rubbed his brow in frustration. He didn't like seeing people bullied around and this definatly counted. He glanced around looking for something he could use. There was the crowbar in the sidesaddle, but he really didn't want to bust the water users mellon. He was pretty sure it was murder anyway you looked at it. He looked around and spotted something that might just work. A branch from one of the trees in the park was laying next to the parent tree. He hopped off his perch and retreived it.<em>Now if the wet behind the ears dweeb stayed focused on hotpants over there, I can wack him on the head and stop this insanity.</em>For a moment he wavered.<em>Am I that sure the fire guy is a heroic type? The water one seems pretty demanding... what if they're both villians? Screw it. Figure this out after I get more info.</em>He lurked at the edges waiting for the right moment to strike when the water user was distracted. Seeing the moment come Jacob acted without holding back. Sometimes having come from a gang riddled life had its advantages.