<div class="floatleft">(http://www.bodybuilding.com/fun/images/2011/pauline-nordin-headshot.jpg)</div>Name/Alias: Caroline Sidorov "Colossus"<br/>Location: Dormitory, hallway outside Jack Russell Terrier's room<br/>Tagged: Jack Russell and Logan<br/><br/><br/><br/>The fire flickered in her eyes.  Pupils constricted to stare with wonder at the crafting of his fingers around the flame, to witness the birth of a rose.  Almost as a reflex she reached for the fire but then withdrew her fingers at the presence of heat.  Ironic really to be offered something so beautiful and yet unable to touch.  Instead she clenched her fingers into the palm of her hand with a blush creeping across her neck and to her cheeks.  Perhaps she was embarrassed at her simple reaction.  Or maybe she was embarrassed at the swiftness of her interest in a man newly meet.  Same as she attraction she had felt for another.  Simple, bumpkin girl her mother would have called her at this point.  Caroline could only shake her head in agreement to the voice in her mind.  Such self-criticism was interrupted with the noise of a foot slamming into a door.<br/><br/>“I’ll..ummm..go see what’s going on back there.  Maybe John stumbled into a wall.”  A nervous smile touched her lips before she stood.  The unattended consequence was that Johnny now had an up close look of her shorts.  Across the back the logo for Gold’s Gym was brandished above her bottom.  Muscles flexed with even the simple effort to walk forward and away.  There was power and strength tob e had in abundance beneath the soft skin.  The harsh angles softened only just by the presence of feminity.<br/><br/>All such dalliances were lost when she made her way to the hall.  Feet took up a heavier tone when her pace quickened to a run.  Taunts and growls echoed from the hall to her ears making her wonder if the facility was under attack.   Perhaps one of those that was now in jail had friends.  Still friends powerful enough to invade this place would have been able to participate in the fight earlier.  Worry creased her brow when she rounded the corner to find a monster fighting a claw weilding dwarf.  A startled moment crossed as she considered the implications of the moment.  A werewolf fighting a dwarf in near a God’s doorstep.  Truth was stranger than fiction.<br/><br/>“What the hell is going on here!?”<br/>