<div class="floatleft">(http://img59.imageshack.us/img59/3643/stormhalle2sm.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name/Alias:</strong>Ororo Munroe/Storm<br/><strong>Origin:</strong>Mutant<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Behind and above the main group, at the Doom Ship<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Any<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The winds that swirled around her had torn the machines to pieces. Nodding once satisfied with the results her attention is torn away from the shower of metallic parts and towards the sound of crackling lightning. Lightning not of her own creation. Her solid white and slightly glowing eyes focus on the hammer-wielding man. The winds around her whipping and splaying the almost impossibly long locks of pure white hair that sprouts from her scalp.<br/><br/>She nodded at bellowed words, both hands extending towards the cluster of ever-darkening sky. Long, slender fingers extended pointing towards the gathering of dark clouds. Carefully weaving and coaxing the energies within the cloud to produce an even stronger bolt when it was unleashed.<br/><br/><strong>"Goddess hear me! Release the energies of nature against those who would pervert and destroy it! Strike with all of your might!"</strong>