<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Storm: Addressing Team One</strong></span><br/><hr/>She nods her head once again as she turns to face the newcomer. A single arm reaching out, complete with draping white cape to circle the waist of the blond woman she had come to consider a good friend, to stand hip-to-hip with the other costumed woman. Her costume was simple but still attractive. It mad her ponder a new outfit for herself as the one she wore was simplistic, and something she had gathered together at the absolute last moment.<br/><br/><strong>"Stephen..."</strong>She begins in her baritone, accented voice.<strong>"What you signed up for is simple. This group, one of the first of it's kind is meant to be a group which can protect humanity from those who, like us, have... special abilities. But choose to use them for far more sinister purposes. You.... Her,"</strong>She pauses motioning towards Ms. Marvel at her side,<strong>"And me all have abilities that others do not. And it is our responsibility to use them for the betterment of mankind, not to control or lord over them."</strong><br/><br/>"The team numbers themselves do not have specific roles, however we will be specialized to deal with threats that have many numbers to them. A large group or even a marching army, that would be something we would handle if it came to it." She pauses once again, her full lips pursing.<strong>"Do either of you have any more questions?"</strong>