<div class="floatright">(http://www.bodybuilding.com/fun/paulinepic6big.jpg)</div>Name/Alias: Caroline Sidorov "Colossus"<br/>Location: Girl's Showers<br/>Tagged: Carol<br/><br/><br/>Blood dripped inside the trash can.  Droplets of the thick, red liquid made their way down the cheap plastic bag along the inside.  Streaks played out along the surface as those molecules struggled for purchase, joined together in their efforts to return themselves to the fibers of her shirt.  Gravity pulled on them and the white threads of the discarded top could not hold onto what marred its surface.  From the rim of the garbage can the top hung, forsaken now alongside the underwear and shorts Caroline had worn to dinner.  All the clothing of the day discarded, just like the dress in her room.  The fact that her wardrobe was suffering twice in twenty-four hours was not lost on her.  Still, for the time being she did not care.  The evening meal was lost as well, dumped into a stall before she retreated to the sanctity of the showers.<br/><br/>Steam billowed out from the corners of the room.  Hot water, enough to scald the flesh crawled over her flesh with a deliberate intent.  Blood was scoured from her skin as a toxin burned from a building.  Deep ravines of muscle were flooded with the hot liquid while she stood beneath the nozzle.  Muscles were tight against another wave of nausea but there was nothing left to dispense.  So she only gagged and tried to breath in the fresh scent of the showers.  Below her streams of the dark liquid mixed with the water, pooling at the drain before disappearing forever.  Carol had not missed much time and so the blood was still considerable on Caroline’s person.<br/><br/>Eyes turned toward her, peering from over the muscle of her arm.  A shift was done so that the more intimate parts of her body could be hidden.  Caroline had grown up with a house of sisters and so was used to moments of nudity, despite efforts to avoid them.  Carol’s presence did not embarrass her so much as give her concern that the other might take offense.<br/><br/>“I…there was too much blood.  Kind of wimpy for a super hero huh?”<br/>