<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/HaleyRamm.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name/Alias:</strong>Jean Grey/ Marvel Girl<br/><strong>Origin:</strong>Mutant<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Avenger's Tower Hallway of Female Dorms<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Storm<br/><hr/>Jean smiled warmly at Ororo.  The teenager sometimes wondered if Ororo was a telepath.  She definitely had insights into things.<br/><br/>"Thank you, Ororo.  Since I went to the Institute it's always seemed like I've had someone looking out for me.  I'm hoping that I can prove that I can look out for myself.  I'm not ungrateful to the Professor or anyone else, I just want to spread my wings, if that makes sense.  Be sides, I know you'll be there for me when I need you, and I'll be there for you as well."<br/><br/>She looked around the halls, before turning back to her white haired friend, "it'll be nice to have family close by.  I'd like to meet your sister sometime, if you wanted?"<br/><br/>Jean rose the tips of her fingers to her forehead as she suddenly received a headache.  She could feel the filters she constantly kept erect, in order to prevent other people's thoughts from intruding onto her own, stress and bend.  She concentrated for a moment, and when she didn't feel the presence of another mind testing her barriers, she simply reinforced them.  Millions of people around her, it was bound to happen on occasion.  She'd just have to get used to it.<br/><br/>The headache quickly faded after Jean had reinforced her mental shields and she smiled relieved the pain was fading.<br/><br/>"Is there anyone else you'd want to invite?  For cocoa and ice cream, I mean?  I'm not sure it's going to feel the same without Kitty here to liven the mood," Jean said fondly.<br/><br/>The sound of gunshots caused Jean to flinch, duck and erect a telekinetic shield from reflex.  The shield quickly dropped when she learned that she and Ororo weren't under attack.  The young redhead gave her friend a questioning look, not sure what was going on or what the right thing to do was.  If it was the school she'd be halfway down the hall looking to protect the Professor or someone else.  This was Avenger's tower, however, and S.H.I.E.L.D. was supposedly in charge.  Still, familiar with her environment or not, Jean felt like she needed to do something.<br/><br/>Just then a beeping noise came from somewhere on Ororo and a voice Jean didn't recognize started talking about satellites and doom.<br/><br/>"Storm, what should we do?"