<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 Lobby<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Storm, Gamoran<br/><hr/>"Magic?  Really?  So that weather-witch stuff wasn't just superstition?"<br/><br/>Jean looked at the tome skeptically.  Where exactly had that thing come from.  Ororo didn't have it when she'd hugged her, or when she pinched the bridge of her nose just a moment ago.  Jean's eyes grew in disbelief as she realized just what that meant.  Unless Storm had blown that heavy book from somewhere else, but Jean hadn't felt even the tiniest of breezes.<br/><br/>She pursed her lips and looked at Ororo consideringly, "well, that's something new.  How long have you been studying?  Who told you you were magical?"<br/><br/>Jean glanced around the lobby of Avenger's tower once more.  Things sure were going to be different around here.  She was eager to, at the very least, drop her bags off and see the rest of the building.  Maybe meet anyone who didn't go to school with her and was still around.