<div class="floatleft">(http://fast1.onesite.com/capcom-unity.com/user/kramez/ac705c2072cbddc420d1a1733e4abe59.jpg?v=188100)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;">Kid Arrow</span></span><br/><em>Telescopic Vision, Olympic Archer</em><br/><strong>STR:</strong>1<strong>SPE:</strong>4<strong>INT:</strong>2<br/><strong>DUR:</strong>1<strong>AGL:</strong>4<strong>PER:</strong>4<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>Situation Room;  Hall of Order</em><br/><br/>He felt the leaden footfalls of that extraterrestrial monolith seconds after he saw the nearly invisible vibrations on every delineation around him.  Kid Arrow had never actually seen Cannonball this close, so obviously, his mouth was agape.  The young man found the steel giant's size incomprehensible.  But then Cannonball spoke, and the plucky upstart wanted to throw his helmet at the monster.<br/><br/>"Really?  Am I the only one that reads the memos?"  He didn't want to become exasperated at Cannonball, as the Kid was particularly aware of what a guy his size could do.   "We're not destroying anything this weekend.  At least, no destroying is planned.  A few of us are on security detail."  He then glanced at the chronometer in his H.U.D., and then glanced back at Cannonball.   "Are people usually late to these meetings?  And, do people usually bring food?  I puked after my first jaunt on the Order's teleport system, and I'm tired of tasting bile."