<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, Office<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Any<br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Pausing from the pile of loose papers sitting off to her side which she was leafing through slowly. Long, slender dark brown fingers expertly flicking through each document for a single glance with her now bleary bright blue eyes she looks up towards the door that lead into the rather spacious but spartan looking office. There was no real sign of any decoration or any personal effects, it was all business. She allows a moment of silence to fall over the room, reaching up to rub at her irritated and strained eyes as she attempts to compose herself. It had -already- been a trying day.<br/><br/>"Come in, please." She finally announces in a voice loud enough to carry outside of the door.<br/><br/>With both hands on each of the arms of the chair she sat in she pushes herself to a standing position in a single, fluid motion. The chair sent careening backwards with the force of her pushing down on it to stand clattering against the half-opened file cabinets that sit behind the simple looking wooden desk she had occupied. Her attire had changed from earlier. No longer was she wearing the simple white jumpsuit that she had originally decided on as her 'uniform' but rather she was wearing a comfortable looking sleeveless white blouse, along with a richly-colored purple skirt. Her long locks of starkly white hair, the same shade as the blouse she wore was held in check by an intricately tied hair-band of the same purple.<br/><br/>"I am Ororo Munroe, Student Liaison how may I help you each?" She asks, her full lips pressing into a small, but pleasant smile beneath weary eyes.