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"Hey Space-man! Are we gonna ride in this thing or are we all gonna stand around like a bunch of zombies?" John shouted, anxious to get in the jet. He had only flown once before but it had been an exhilarating experience. He could tell this jet would amplify that ten fold. He looked it over one more time and realized that this wasn't a ship that was anything like what he had seen on earth. No it was based on alien tech. Probably the alien's ship. Then he realized it. This whole thing was based around Nic. At least it appeared so. Maybe the alien was useful. But as useful as himself?Doubtful. Wait what was that? "Try explaining to your guardian that the dog you were playing with is now an essence swirling around inside you?" He turned around and looked at Hart. "You're an orphan?" he asked.
John was interested by Jaque's transformation. He wondered whether his powers could take him in his form. Maybe, but he better not test him.
John walked into the hangar and noticed the jet. "Oh wow," he said aloud, obviously mesmerized. Oh how he wished he could have one to just study. The weaponry was probably superb and he bet it handled like a dream. What he wouldn't give to just take it apart and build with it. "Okay come on John back to reality," he thought as he walked to the jet.
She had told him to shut up. The redhead, Hart, had told him to shut up. No one ever did that. He wasn't mad though. He was confused. Confused that he wasn't mad. God what was being a good guy doing to him. He snapped back to reality at the sound of the woman's voice. He quickly ran to his room and got dressed, putting on a red t-shirt that had enough kevlar to stop a small caliber bullet, and black skinny jeans, outfitted with two holsters, one that was already filled with a curved hunting knife. He then grabbed his revolver from under his pillow and started towards the hangar. Maybe his outfit wasn't that orthodox but it worked for him.
(Oooh I can see a bit of tension between John and Nic over that)

"Oh really?' John asked with a smirk? "What experience do you have leading a bunch superhumans?" John asked staring Nic down with a look that could make anyone he used to know wither and skulk off.
John quickly turned to Hikari. "Well aren't we just so polite Little Miss Runner," John said. "But you bring up a good point? Why was I awoken from my beautiful slumber to come here," he said, putting extra emphasis on that final word so it dripped with poison. John looked around for someone who was in command but he really didn't see any. The alien was at the head of the table but he assumed he wasn't going to be the team leader based on his lack of earth knowledge. He himself was probably the smartest but he doubted someone had picked him without him knowing. "Who's our leader?" John asked still searching the room for an army general or maybe the cop who had brought him here last week.
John turned away from Krait for a moment to look at the imposing figure that had just entered the room. John was the first to admit he wasn't a ray of sunshine but this guy gave off an aura of moodyness. "I should watch him," John thought as he turned back to Krait.
John turned to Krait and smiled. "I'm kind of a genius. And well I did some work that I'm not necessarily proud of and it consisted of me making weapons. Weapons that were incredibly futuristic. I called them steampunk weapons because you know I was really into that kind of thing and so that's how I designed the weapons. I got called Steampunk by my boss. I guess I just chose it for this job as well." John smiled at Krait and then asked, "Why Krait?"
John stepped back when Nic took her hand. He than realized that he had just about made the same mistake that Nic had. He had read Hart's file a little closer after he found out what her powers were. He didn't like the idea of having his powers and knowledge absorbed. It seemed violating to him. He observed her and realized that she had probably just gotten a burst of knowledge from Nic who had obviously read all their files. "It must be giving her a major headache," He thought as he put his smile back on his face.
John turned quickly when he realized someone else was there and watching him. His eyes came to rest on a redhead who was watching them all intently. She was dressed in casual clothes and he realized that he was still the only one to have not gotten dressed. And in front of females what would his the mother that he never knew say. He pushed the thoughts of the parents that left him behind and he suddenly felt a bit more friendly than usual, realizing that he was around people who had probably gone through similar or even worse tragedies. He stood up and extended his hand towards the redhead and offered a rare smile. "I'm Steampunk," He said and then offered, "but the few friends that I have call me John."
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