<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Storm and group(ies)</strong></span><br/><hr/><div class="floatright">(http://img821.imageshack.us/img821/983/stormface.jpg)</div>The dark-skinned woman stepped forward when the familiar blond woman treated her with a brilliant smile. Leaving all ceremony aside for a moment she stepped forward and looped her arms around the blonde woman in a sudden if firm embrace. her white, trimmed with gold cape envelopes the pair during the brief embrace. Stepping back she levels her own dazzling smile towards the other costumed woman.<br/><strong><br/>"You had no idea how glad I was when I read that we would be on the same team. Someone with a level head to watch out for me... I couldn't be happier."</strong>The knock at the door drew her attention towards it, and the well-dressed man standing beyond. She reaches up a single arm, the draping cape still dangleing from her wrist as she motions the man to enter.<br/><br/><strong>"And you must be Stephen, correct?"</strong>She asks of the man, in her baritone, accented voice. Her dark lips pursing for a moment as she recognized the man who had tackled one of the linebackers as the very beginning of the large scuffle which ensued earlier.<strong>"This is fortuitous, the three of us make up 'Team One'."</strong>