ISIS within the training room: "Now that you are all assembled I believe it best that, while it seems cliche, everyone introduces themselves atleast by name and either demonstrates their powers or explains them. I understand some of you are apprehensive about the latter portion more so, but to trust and bond with each other it is the best option. Please try and keep from harming one another if you do demonstrate your powers." There was a pause before ISIS spoke again. "This right royal cunt as you so delicately put it can hear you, if I didn't consider that such an unimaginative insult or 'cheap shot' I may actually be hurt, alas I am not. Now, who would like to demonstrate first?" To facilitate several of the group's powers a rank of fresh foam targets stood up at the far end of the room.<br/><br/>Nicole: Up until now she had kept herself out of the arguing or 'discussions' as some may call them, but at the opportunity to flaunt her stuff Nicole stepped out to the middle of the room and thus infront of everyone. She had no crystals in her arm, no cat ears or tail, no red eyes and no...trench coat fetish, so surely...surely she couldn't have the weirdest power here, right? That crumb of comfort meant that if she went first, surely there would be worse to follow.<br/><br/>"Ahem. Hi, I'm Nicole...and I can do...well...this." It seemed easier to show at the time and since she was thankful she'd worn flat shoes she ran at the wall joining between where most of the people were and the targets were set. She effortlessly passed through the solid wall, no rippling effect or anything, which it still appeared to be a solid object. Several moments later she reappeared through the spot she had vanish, albeit slower this time.<br/>"Well, the garden looks nice." She smiled and walked back to the centre of the room and cleared her throat, "I can pass my body and other things I'm in contact with through solid objects. Walls, doors, people even...hell even myself." Her next demonstration was abit more...squeamish. With little pause after her words she simply turned ninety degrees to the side and thrust her arm through her stomach, her hand waving out the other side at people.<br/><br/>With her routine done she quietly walked back to where she had been, maybe the last bit had been abit too...freakish.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>