[h2][center][color=9e0b0f]Neil Edwards (A.K.A. Firestorm)[/color][/center][/h2]

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The youth almost literally deflated when he was told 'at ease' his puffed up chest and square shoulder slouching as he let out a breath. He wondered for the first time why he had so many women working with him, and no dudes. Not that he minded ladies. They were fun to poke fun at, but he distinctly remembered this guy he used to hang with. JK was his name? Fun guy, he missed him. Still, back to the present, he had many of his teammates seemingly talking all at once (in his eyes) and did not know how to properly reply to everyone. 

Neil suddenly blinked and rocked back as if stunned, holding his hands up in defeat. "[color=9e0b0f]Ladies please, there's enough of me to go around.[/color]" His voice took a deep, stereotypical low tone as he spoke. And then just as suddenly, he was back to his usual self, eyes full of mischief and mayhem, but an intelligence that belied his goofy nature. "[color=9e0b0f]Cool, SO-[/color]" he clapped his hands together as he approached. "[color=9e0b0f]-I hear, we have something juicy to...actually I have no clue what we are doing. What are we doing?[/color]" 

He pointed to Aura without looking at her. "[color=9e0b0f]Don't answer that. I'd rather hear it from Commander Hale and I [i]know[/i] how you just try to spoil [i]everyone's[/i] fun and it's NOT HAPPENING TODAY MISSY and I am holding this meeting up aren't I? You know what? I'll be back here if you need me.[/color]" He ran his thumb and middle finger across his lips in a zipping motion and stood at attention.  
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