<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/HaleyRamm.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name/Alias:</strong>Jean Grey/ Marvel Girl<br/><strong>Origin:</strong>Mutant<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Avenger's Tower Lobby<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Storm, Gamoran, Spider-man, Wade/Deadpool/Mr. 4th Wall<br/><hr/>Jean glanced between the odd man talking about yellow boxes; the green-skinned man talking about Thron'zart, which very well could be a type of muskrat for all she knew; Storm who was speaking gobbely-gook; and the friendly neighborhood wall-crawler who just happened to come out of nowhere and was currently hanging from the ceiling; before the redhead inhaled deeply and came to the logical conclusion that she'd naturally woken up that morning in an alternate reality.<br/><br/>In her opinion, they all seemed a bit on the crazy side to her.<br/><br/>"We could call the cab company or bus that brought you here and see if they have your yellow boxes," Jean attempted to help before she added, "I'm sure you didn't offend the boxes.  They're likely just temporarily misplaced."<br/><br/>She glanced at the others with the hope they'd be a bit more helpful than she could be.  She didn't even know where the nearest phone was to call whoever it was that dropped the man off.<br/><br/>"Do you know if they were going to be delivered separately?"<br/><br/>