<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 bolt had struck the ship with tremendous force, more than she had expected. The gaping, smoldering hole left by the strike is what keeps her gaze locked for several long moments. Much like the hammer-wielding god she was on a careful watch to see if anything was going to emerge from that gap. Though also she was mindful for larger piece of debris that may be falling from the damaged craft and to the ground below. Any such large pieces she would attempt to use her own powers and blow away from highly populated areas.<br/><br/>She shifts her glowing, solid white eyes towards the blonde man for a moment at his celebratory calling, nodding her head and offering a small smile on her dark, full lips. When her communicator snaps to her attention is pulled towards it.<br/><br/><strong>"Storm here, no apparent injuries that I can see. Though I cannot see everyone from my vantage point."</strong>