<div class="floatleft">(http://img16.imageshack.us/img16/9332/86382159627stormsupersm.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name/Alias:</strong>Ororo Munroe / Storm<br/><strong>Origin:</strong>Mutant<br/><strong>Location:</strong>At the summit of Avenger Tower<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Gamoran<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Her bright blue eyes blink a few times as she simply silently looks back up at the emerald skinned man. While her features, with their near statue-like refinement did not betray it, the slight flickering of her eyes betrayed how deep in thought she was for several long moments.<br/><br/><strong>"Gamoran..." </strong>She began.<strong>"There is nothing -wrong- with the feelings you have. I have them as well. I feel the burning inside of myself as well the desire and the yearning. Do not feel ashamed that you have those feelings, they are so natural for all of us."</strong><br/><br/>She pauses for a moment, full lips pursing before she spoke again,<strong>"But, as you said perhaps too fast... You are a wonderful man, and you stop and think about it, you understand that your biology is pushing you, and you can also see that perhaps it is pushing you too fast. This is a trait I do not see in many other men around here. But there is nothing wrong with... slowing down. To make sure that our hearts agree with what our bodies say."</strong><br/><br/>She sighs softly, and reluctantly sits upright, though not moving away from the emerald-skinned man. She takes her left hand and gently begins to comb through the volumous locks of snowy white hair which fall from her head, straightening the disheveled hair slightly.<br/><br/><strong>"Perhaps we should go back inside?"</strong>