Jenny sniffed rather wetly and wiped her eyes as best as possible, just to look up at Nathaniel holding out his hand. The tentacle poised behind her raised itself a little higher, attempting to appear both more threatening as well as being ready to attack if needed. Wiping her eyes again, she accepted his hand, allowing him to pull her to her feet. He'd probably notice how unnaturally light she was, especially since she didn't look malnourished or anything like that. As she was pulled up, she took her time to look around the room. Nobody seemed to be pointing at her and laughing, nor was anybody screaming. In all honesty, it was a bit silly of her to think anybody would. Everybody here had their own "quirk," if you could call it that.<br/><br/><b>"T-thank you."</b>She managed to croak towards Nathaniel. She even managed to laugh at Nathaniel's rather poor joke about tentacle porn. It made her feel a little better at least. It was also around this time that Diego gave his second power a go. It was strange, since it was the complete opposite of that scary ghost thing. The jellyfish were beautiful. The three tentacles that were free started to gently swipe at the few jellyfish floating by, knocking them away playfully. They seemed to drift around rather aimlessly and Jenny couldn't help but wonder if Diego actually had any control over where they went. And even though he had caused to break out in tears<span style="text-decoration: underline">twice</span>, she still didn't hate the guy. If it was true what he said, about only being able to attract bad spirits, this really wasn't his fault. Still, she'd rather steer clear of him for the time being.<br/><br/>Figuring that now was as good as any time, she stepped forward, her heart pounding in her throat as she desperately held on to the tatters of her coat.<b>"Euhm.. My name is Je-"</b>Sarah seemed to have a different idea, and went ahead before her, causing Jenny to slink back to Nathaniel as she demonstrated her powers. Or at least, demonstrate it as good as possible, since Jenny could only take her word for it. The power to manipulate desires? That was a scary thought, since that meant she could drive someone to commit suicide, or even go on a murder spree. Those were desires, right? And even if Sarah gave them their word that she wouldn't use her powers on the group, how could they be sure? What if she was already doing it? The subliminal ones, or level 1 as she described it. Could ISIS pick up on stuff like that?<br/><br/>Now that Sarah seemed to be done with her show and tell, Jenny quickly stepped forward and scraped her throat.<b>"Euhm, hi, my name is Jennifer... But only my mom calls me that, so Jenny is just fine." She still held onto the tattered remnants of her coat as if her life depended on it, which was hopefully not the case, given how easily it was torn. <b>"And... Well... I guess this is my power."</b> She took a deep breath and released the coat, allowing it to finally slip off her shoulders, allowing the remaining two tentacles to join the other three. They poised themselves around, each tip pointed at a nearby person, as if inspecting them. Though that wasn't the only thing that was released from the unflattering coat. Given how her tentacles grew from her back, she couldn't really wear a shirt or sweater. Instead, she wore a backless halter top she once bought but never actually wore. The reason to that being quite obvious. Since it was a backless top, she couldn't really wear a bra, which in turn kinda clashed with her ample chest. The end result was that she probably showed more side boob than she was comfortable with. Thankfully her face was already red from the crying earlier, so nobody could see how much she was blushing right now. <b>"Aside from... These, I also have hollow bones, which makes me really light, as well as the ability to jump really high."</b> She was NOT going to demonstrate that, not until she had some decent support. <b>"I euhm, guess that's it really. No shooting lasers for me, nor do I summon scary ghosts."</b> She scoffed, pushing some of her hair behind her ear. She actually felt a lot better, now that she had all this secrecy out of the way. Like a weight lifted off her shoulders.</b><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>