<div class="floatleft">(http://img16.imageshack.us/img16/9332/86382159627stormsupersm.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name/Alias:</strong>Ororo Munroe / Storm<br/><strong>Origin:</strong>Mutant<br/><strong>Location:</strong>At the summit of Avenger Tower<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Gamoran<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Her entire body shifts slightly as she takes a single deep breath. The smooth, soft dark brown of her cheek gently sliding along the exposed emerald skinned shoulder of the man she was leaning against. The exhale came as a long, drawn out sigh. Even as they spoke she did not remove her head from his shoulder. It was nice to have someone to rest her weight against, if only for a fleeting moment. Her shoulders had begun to feel heavier and heavier as the day progressed, more and more stress, more and more conflicts.<br/><br/><strong>"I have considered Steve for the position. He may still be trying to find his way, but I think he, at his core has the possibility of becoming a great leader. And I want to give him the opportunity to at least -try-."</strong><br/><br/>She pauses, her head turning just so slightly so that her vibrant blue eyes could look up onto the now very close features of the man she sat next to.<br/><br/><strong>"What about you, Gamoran. What do you... -want- here? Why did you come?"</strong>