<div class="floatleft">(http://ist5-1.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/6/p/3/0/6p30f/magma__x_men__by_moonarc-d9qllkd_l.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name/Alias:</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">Magma</span>/ Allison Crestmere<br/><strong>Secret Identity:</strong>Amara Juliana Olivians Aquilla<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The New Xaviers School For the Gifted, New York City, Central Park<br/><strong>Current Action(s):</strong>Observing the training in the danger room<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Cavalry, Wolverine, Vektor, Sunpyre & Aion<br/><hr/>Allison stood in the control room watching the others work in the danger room.    Appraising each of the ones training.   The lethal beauty with her long blonde hair and high imperial cheekbones.   Marks her as one of nobility.  As a princess of Nova Roma.  A nation that dated back to the Imperial glory of Rome itself.    Her X-men suit fits snugly upon her.  The unstable molecules of material that made up her clothes also is used for the uniform of hers.    It fits her like a glove that shows of the enticing curves of hers.<br/><br/>Right now she is serene in countenance in observing the training.   Make no mistake underneath the exterior that has her placid.   There is a volatile mixture of raging emotions.  As volatile as the inferno of molten magma lava cuttings it path through the bowels of the earth.   That would at times erupt and spew forth in the world.  Her heroine moniker is aptly been given as Magma.<br/><br/>Not only is she watching the group train, she listens in on their conversations.    A slight smirk creases across her lips.    With amusement she watches the training then.   But with a critical eye to how the group in the training room working  and if they were working to better themselves as a team in unison.  Or if they each were doing nothing more then to rely on their individual talents and powers.<br/><br/>