<div class="floatleft">(http://img403.imageshack.us/img403/4280/stormunleashedsm.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name/Alias:</strong>Ororo Munroe / Storm<br/><strong>Origin:</strong>Mutant<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Avenger Tower interior, Common Room<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Carol<br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>She had stepped away from the group, fingers gripping the fabric of her bright purple skirt as the others spoke. She had glanced at the boxes of food, of food she would normally enjoy for a long moment. The sound of a resounding door slamming causing her head to whip in the direction of the sound. Long locks of bright white hair splaying around her slightly as she glances down the hallway. It was not difficult to see the door slamming was that of the young blond woman she had met before.<br/><br/>"Don't get involved... it is none of your business..." She all but chants to herself in her native tongue. "Dammit..." She finally mumbles. She turns in a single, exacting moment moving towards the hallway. She glances towards the green-skinned man for a long moment, her features those of conflict and perhaps even anguish as she moves past.<br/><br/>Sandal covered feet make little noise on the metallic floor as she moves. She stands in front of the recently slammed door for a long moment, looking at the pristine surface. She knew, logically that getting involved in anything involving "Ares" even when dealing with the young woman she had perhaps thought a friendship had kindled who was obviously infatuated with him to no end was a mistake, was a grave mistake and no good could come of it. And she told herself that again and again and again even as her dark brown arm extends, fingers balled into a fists as she knocks loudly on the metallic door.<br/><br/>"Carol?" She announces in a deep yet soft voice. "It is Ororo, is everything alright?" She asks through the door itself. Her mind still screaming warnings to her not to get involved, to leave it alone.<br/>