<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Jack, nice to meet you.  I hear you about not having volunteered for this... truth be told, I didn't either.  I wasn't-"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Ya dont say..." Suspicions confirmed, pretty boy here HAD been booted down to the junior ranks, which meant that even one of the most famous heroes in the world made the folk upstairs nervous. Didnt seem to matter what he had accomplished as a member of the FF, but only what he MIGHT do. He was after all only a kid, and a hot tempered on at that. It made Jack feel both better and worse about things. Nobody was excluded...cool, but if the government was willing to go this far with someone like Storm, what might they do with Jack if things went south. Jack was pretty sure he knew the answer to that one, what always happened to monsters once the villagers got their torches and their pitch forks.<br/><br/><cut><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"As my new friend Jack just said, we want to know more about what we'll be doing here.  I've only just arrived on SHIELD's orders, myself and I don't even know where I'll be staying."<br/><br/>"What will you be doing here. Well I suppose I could give the most obvious answers. Training... learning. They are all true, very true. You will be training here, learning to harness your powers, learning about more mundane things at the highschool across the way. Learning how to interact with others in a 'normal' environment... You will be doing all of that."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Jack rolled his eyes in spite of his wariness of the black woman's power. Was she fucking serious?Harnessing his power? Interacting with the monkeys like he was one of them and not what he really was...a wofl amongst the sheeple? This was just more of the Samsonesque bullshit. Jack was about to express that publicly when Ororo interrupted his thoughts.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"But there is more. And it is something many here forget. We... well you know there are many groups of individuals of 'super' powers. Johnny, I know you know of one first-hand. There are many around the globe who are similar. We are here... because most of us... are capable of becoming something more. We will learn to put others before ourselves. To learn to not listen to our basic most of instincts, to not give into selfishness, greed, and other primal forces when others are in danger. Now I know... You are not expected to become unfeeling robots. But we will learn, or we will try to be taught that sometimes, when the lives of others, of innocents are in danger we must forget our own desires and instead do what is right."<br/><br/>She raises her arms once again to her side, and then above her head.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Oh my God," Jack mutters under his breath. This chick was worse than Samson...WAY worse! She wasnt feeding him some canned speech, psyco-babble bullshit to keep him in line. She reall fucking believed all of this! Just look at her, he thought, raising her arms to heaven in some sort of overly theatrical supplication! This bitch is nuts! She's some sorta zealot/ideologue. Christ how was he gonna get out of this and keep those fucking spooks away from his mom? Jack cast a glance at Johnny to see if Mr All American Hero was eating up this sugar coated craziness or if he had the sense to see it for what it was? Maybe he could make an ally of Johnny and somehow get him to help him escape this shiny trap.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"To be here is to have to potential to be a hero, a true hero. To be one who stands against the darkness, to be the lamp in the fog. To be the one, or the ones who will stand when others will run, Who will not run away when all hope appears to be lost. There will be times when it will not be easy, and some will never learn to put the welfare of others above their own primal or carnal desires. That is to be expected, not everyone graduates from every school. And there is at least one here already who I doubt ever will learn that very important lesson. But we all have the chance, we all have the capability of becoming that hero that a world who considers us sometimes to be monsters -needs-."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>A chill ran down Jack's spine raising the hackles along the back of his neck, was she talking about him? Was she already writing him off. She knew what he was of course, SHIELD would have given her a file on him. Strengths, weaknesses, psyche profile, the works. Jack's brow furrowed in confusion as it seemed as if Storm had both just dismissed him with one hand and offered him some manner of hope with the other. Was this a head game? Thing was it didnt feel like one to him, and more his shifted senses where not picking up any change in the woman's heart beat...whatever she was saying she wasnt lying. So she really thought he could be a hero. Jack thought about that a moment and felt an odd sensation in his chest, something completely unfamiliar. Jack's brow furrowed deeper still as he wrestled with its meaning.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"We are also here to... set an example. There are those who believe those different like you and I should be kept in cages as we are 'dangerous' to those around us. We are also here to prove that is not the case, that we can control our powers and ourselves to help those around us, who need it, without causing untold death and destruction. No pressure... as they say."<br/><br/>Turning sharply she moves back to stand behind her desk, looking away from the pair, and displaying her impossibly long, flowing locks of ivory white hair.<br/><br/>"I apologize if I come off as a bit... over-eager or overzealous, however this is something I believe in, greatly."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Jack blinked in surprise not quite knowing what to say? Was she really putting herself and Johnny in the same boat as him. What the fuck? Really ok  Johnny might have an impulse control problem but he was a darling of the media machine in this country and Storm, well she was...Jack scented again to be sure, yeah she was a mutie. But even so, that still made her one of the monkeys. Did she honestly believe that the spooks could lock her and Johnny away with the other monsters like himself? Yeah he could tell, she really did. Maybe this bitch wasnt crazy after all, maybe she understood things far better than he did. Jack's brow furrwed again, this time with concern instead of confusion. He was at a loss as how to proceed from here. His mind whirling with new possibilities both good and bad.<br/><br/>"Yeah, um. so uh, what's next?" It sounded so stupid but it was all Jack could stammer out, feeling almost like an idiot and apologetic for failing maintain his swagger. Jack attempted to rally hmself.<br/><br/>Get your head out of your ass and get yourself together asshole, he admonished himself.<br/><br/>"I mean we all got shit ta do right? So point me and the zippo here in the right direction and lets get this show on the road."<br/>