[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=CFC500]John Watts[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/RFS9Q9hg/giphy.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=CFC500]Location:[/color][/b] Serval Industries - Training Area
[b][color=CFC500]Skills:[/color][/b] Superhuman Speed [hr][/center]	Watts raised an eyebrow at Evelyn. The old X-Men team did have a decent track record, so he couldn't protest to their inclusion on the account of skills. If anything, he felt it would just be a waste of time to go and hunt them down to bring them along, but it seemed to be the consensus that everyone else here wanted the full team. They were the sacrificial lambs anyways - who was he to begrudge them some allies that might actually have a fighting chance against this shadowy organization? [color=CFC500]"Fine,"[/color] Watts said curtly. [color=CFC500]"We'll bring the benched X-Men."[/color] He had to resist the urge to snort when Wesley said that he was with him. [color=CFC500]"I feel [i]so[/i] comforted to hear that,"[/color] he snarked. [color=CFC500]"Our odds of success do not improve with your inclusion, but so be it."[/color]

	He was hardly thrilled by Sapphire's attitude. But he had already wasted enough time insulting Wesley. [color=CFC500]"I'll get them,"[/color] he then said, about to kick off running but he tripped. Like a performer who did something unintentionally, Watts decided to go with it, peering at the ground as if there was something very interesting there. [color=CFC500]"... Hmm. More metal from Andrew's suit,"[/color] he claimed, before dashing off again at a run. It wasn't long before he collected Gambit and Rogue and he deposited them back in the training room with the others. [color=CFC500]"Let's go. Every second counts."[/color]