<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/imagesqtbnANd9GcShigbqTaGb0g1oSWWZEIi2OaCVIAPcNt59g0LCVavAOqAUwfo9.jpg)</div><strong>Alias:</strong>Bantam - Cassandra Finnegan<br/><strong>Your Team:</strong>Team F (?)<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Plasma, Ace<br/><hr/><br/>Cassie shook the boy's hand when it was offered before picking up her bags and stepping into the "Steel House".<strong>"Bantam, formerly known as Small-fry,"</strong>she dropped her other moniker before wondering if name dropping was as frowned upon when it was her own name she was dropping.<br/><br/><strong>"Nice to meet you both,"</strong>she smiled amused before her eyes shifted to John when he mentioned his family and wondered if his "family problems" could compare with her own.<br/><br/>She doubted that his father had experimented on his genetic makeup, but not all problems had to be that major.  Her eyes scanned the interior of the house.  It wasn't all that different from her former team's headquarters which made her wonder if the government hadn't somehow mass produced their bases.<br/><br/><strong>"Sure, all I managed to scavenge before the suits dismantled the place were some strawberry Pop Tarts.  Didn't even have time to microwave them,"</strong>she replied to James before turning her attention to John.<strong>"I can't say for sure.  Took a nap after the arena fiasco.  Woke up to find my team had called it quits and a base full of government agents who were packing everything up.  The message was given to me by one of the agents, I checked his credentials, and it was signed by Dr. Fields.  It seemed pretty legit to me.  I guess it could've been forged and my team could've been kidnapped, but that seems like a lot of hassle to go to for group of kids who barely made it out of the arena in tact.  Of course, one of the agents driving me directly to your place kinda helped verify the whole story.  Besides I'm not that deep of a sleeper,"</strong>Cassie shrugged.  A bit of caution was a good thing, as long as it didn't grow to full blown paranoia.<strong>"Isn't there a number you can call to verify things?  I'm somewhat surprised that you haven't been told.  Where's everyone else, anyways?"</strong>