<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e7/Nursebrentwoodupdo.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Belinda Brentwood<br/><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>None<br/><strong>Position:</strong>School Nurse<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Nurses Office<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Brandon<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>"No...I'm good...and uh...yeah.  My mom got treatments... Globaldyne.  They're called Globaldyne.  They did something to my mom and then...yeah...I'm the way I am.  They have her you know.  Her and my dad.  They have my parents and...I don't know if... And me...I...I think there were times when I was little that my...abilities would kindof do their thing but yeah...around my thirteenth birthday, things started getting crazy."</strong><br/><br/>Nodding to his declining of anything to drink or eat she gave him a polite smile before looking back at his chart and writing notes on a pad of paper that lay to the side of his chart. Belinda heard him mention that the company had her parents. She wasn't given a full disclosure on him but she knew there was a reason that Albert had taken the boy under his wing. There was always a reason for it with the Principal.  He was thirteen, which was early in the stages of puberty but not too early.  It didn't really matter at that moment what had happened during his manifestation and so she wouldn't ask. It was more along the lines of what the guidance counselor handled.<br/><br/><strong>"Its normal to have gotten your powers at that age. Most ...gifted students, whether they are born with their powers or gain them through scientific means, do manifest their abilities between the ages of twelve and sixteen.  I got mine when I was a little younger but I've never been one to follow the rules in most things it seems."</strong><br/><br/>She winked at him and then picked up her clipboard and stood up. Walking around the desk, her heels sounded each step she took as she moved toward the exam room. The white uniform she wore was very old fashioned. White dress with the red cross on the right breast where her name was stitched in above that, "Belinda Brentwood, ARNP." Within moments a curtain was pulled back where a stark white cot sat behind it. Nurse Brentwood looked back at him and motioned him over. She would have him sit down so she could look over his vitals and then do a typical check up that any doctor might do.<br/><br/><strong>"Come on... let's get your physical done and then I'll take some blood. After that is all done, you are free to go."</strong><br/><br/>The magic based nurse was sure that Brandon hadn't actually seen a doctor in quiet a long time and was likely nervous about it. She had hoped to ease some of his nerves by giving him the space and time he needed to make his way over. She leaned against a tabletop and crossed one ankle over the other while laying her hands in her lap. The clipboard was placed on the table where it would remain until needed.