<div class="floatleft">(http://img143.imageshack.us/img143/8964/stormevolution.gif)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name/Alias:</strong>Ororo Munroe / Storm<br/><strong>Origin:</strong>Mutant<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Avenger Tower interior, Common Room<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>All in the area<br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>"I suppose, Caroline that is the difference. It seems odd, doesn't it? The idea... the -ideal- that we are there to help others. That we -try- to do the right thing, that we -try- to help, and protect others."<br/><br/>She pauses for a moment, her blue eyes locked onto Caroline. "The fact that your first thought was to save your sister... That is the point. The idea that you wanted to save others, that you tried to save others. You did not put others in danger just to 'win'. You did not cast aside all thought of helping anyone just for a 'victory'. You tried to help, you -tried- to do the -right- thing."<br/><br/>She pauses once again, her shoulders shrugging softly. "In this case, I believe, that the intent is important. None of our hands are clean of guilt of hurting others, or causing damage. But... the point is that we would -try- to save those boyscouts, those girlscouts, those innocents in danger, we would -try- to save them. Not... care nothing for them and simply fight to win, fight  for a victory. Not to help anyone, just to win. A wise man once said 'A victory that sacrifices everyone, is no victory at all'."<br/><br/>Her lips purse once again. "I do not expect everyone to share my idealistic views, but can each of you say that you would sacrifice a building full of children just to 'win' a battle against someone who called you a rude name?"