<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>Sub Basement Training Moved to Stormvalley High<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>N/A<br/><br/><hr/><br/>She heard words mumbled as she moved away form the door to the weight room. Let them have their fun. Even if the man rubbed her the wrong way, if they could enjoy one another on a night out, then it certainly wasn't for her to interfere with. The sub-basement had become far, far too claustrophobic. And she began to rub at her arms nervously as she usually did when she felt the walls narrowing in around her.<br/><br/>A sheen of sweat covered her deep chocolate brown skin as she moved. The elevator, even with it's even narrower confines was the way out. She stabbed the 'up' button several times with an extended finger and had begun to bounce from one heel to the other until the satisfying ding of the doors sliding open was heard. She gulps audibly as the doors rumble open. The small closet sized car was there, but getting on it was terrifying to say the least. It had been years since she had an attack, but one was oncoming soon.<br/><br/>Balling each of her hands into fists she steps into the car with eyes closed, a single ragged breath escaping her as she tries to control the fear that was gripping her. She quickly hits the 'door closed' button, along with the button for 'lobby'. The car was empty besides her, that was either a blessing or a curse. In blessing it gave her more room, to be able to center herself, and -not- feel like the walls were going to squeeze in and smother her, the curse was that she was alone. Someone she trusts, someone she loved like her mother or sister had always made close spaces much easier to endure.<br/><br/>A single bead of sweat falls off her nose, trailing across her full lips, and down her chin before disappearing under her collar-line. The elevator continued to rumble, to shutter and shake as it moved upwards at an agonizingly slow pace. She dips her head down, each hand coming to grip at her long locks of stark white hair, in the void of the elevator, alone she begins to scream:<br/><br/><strong>"Upesi, upesi, upesi!"</strong><br/><br/>The ding, the shutter of the doors, it was a lifeline, panic stricken and exasperated she runs out through the lobby pushing past anyone in her way student, teacher, and fellow team mate alike to reach the doors. The sky beyond had turned a sickly black crackles of thunder had already begun to reverberate through the grounds as those in the courtyard had scrambled to take cover from the oncoming thunderstorm.<br/><br/>She did not care right now, she needed to get away. She takes off vertically, the winds carrying her higher and higher into the sky along side the sweeping lines of the metallic tower. She travels upwards, and upwards until the monument atop the building came into view. She had never taken much interest in Asgardian monuments, however she felt drawn to it, touching down to land on the very tip. She stands on the ancient stones for some time, her gaze still directed downward. The open air, the cool wind helped to calm her.<br/><br/>Glancing up the swirling clouds she focuses for just a moment, her eyes washing over into a softly glowing white as the clouds begin to dissipate, her will reaching out and squeezing the turbulence her own raging emotions had caused from the air. She plops down atop of the monument, allowing her legs to swing over the side as she sat atop the skyscraper, the buildings and people below much like ants or toys.