[h3][b][center][color=f6989d]~ Ajax Barnes/Weaver[/color][/center][/b][/h3]

Ajax always thought that the radiation wave that swept the world only affected people on the inside. It was not until he had a meet-up with all the oddballs in Saturn Prison that he actually realized the permanent consequences it etched on those less unfortunate. Ax made it easy; he had an underdeveloped power, but it took four months of active vigilantism for him to get identified as a Gifted. Even then, the Saturn staff couldn't believe he was capable of causing any harm. But then he came across Heather who was technically a disembodied voice, and that fascinated him, especially considering she...or it, was also a Gifted. Then entered another Gifted, a female. She had a very confident aura surrounding herself, almost as if she'd been on the facility before. She reached for a slice of pizza, prompting Ajax to do the same. He'd forgot there was pizza around. As "Garbage, apparently that was her alias, talked about her role in the team, Ajax froze, a slice of pizza on his right hand and a bottle of coke on his left. His Weaver alter ego always wore a makeshift costume he hastily put together. He never had a chance to get into something more comfortable and adaptational to a battle situation. 

[color=f6989d]"Hey, is it possible you could build a costume that can somehow propel ropes from itself?"  [/color] Ajax queried, fitting the delicious slice of pizza in his mouth. If there was anything he needed, it was that. It would indirectly enhance his ability and provide him a tactical advantage.