the first day

[Bobby Stark]

Bobby was in his ironman suit after his first three months of training he didn't have his codename just yet since he didn't really think of one just yet. He flew his way through the air.there wasn't too much going at moment in fact it was pretty peaceful. The fact was he wouldn't be surprised if he his first patrol was uneventful.He wanted to be a great hero just like his parents and he thinks he has proven enough to be out  here on his own.He grinned from the inside of his suit as he landed there on the roof looking over edge.

He was trying to keep notes on what he going do he was actually pretty bored at moment. He had thinking over his own codename ideas but all of them sounded little bit cliche and then he thought he can call himself Warmachine that sounded pretty neat for him. He didn't know there was another hero going by that name and someone possibly  close to his father.He was staring out in space not really playing to attention to anything around him if someone was come up behind him it will be a big surprise for him.

[David Palmer]

Yep - this hero thing was exhausting.

David hadn’t even been one long, but he was already getting his butt handed to him. And frankly it was becoming painfully clear he probably should have gone into this with a better plan. Today - he’d been, unsuccessfully testing a possible low grade flight tech which had gotten him maybe a few feet off the ground before he crashed and burned.

He wasn’t sure if anyone in any of the surrounding buildings hadn’t heard the crash as he hit the dumpster. But well he really hoped not. A quick look over the rocket attachment to his boots revealed that it was fried, meaning it was again unsuccessful. “Greatttt that’s another bit of my savings in the garbage,” he muttered as he climbed out, tossing said attachments into the dumpster. “Knew I shouldn’t have trusted the guy who sold me that crap.”