<div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/6cd3956bbfe70baaac82cb5ca77c99f8/tumblr_mmsqc4cC6Y1rooo17o1_250.jpg)</div><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>         Morlock Healer<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong>           Morlock Healer<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>  Morlocks<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   New York City<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>          Emma<br/></span></span><hr/><br/>The old man shook his head as he walked closer, stopping when he was within arm's reach.  He didn't seem threatening in the least.  In fact, he seemed weary as though his strength was all but gone.  He spoke in a grandfatherly voice, his eyes lighting up in recognition.<br/><br/><strong>"You are the White Queen.  Yes, I know who you, Ms Frost.  I have no name.  They simply call me the Healer.  I am a Morlock.  What is left of us, anyway."<br/></strong><br/>He paused and reached out as if to touch her.<br/><br/><strong>"You're injured.  Please, I can help."<br/></strong><br/>The truth was, his healing power only worked on mutants, and since both Emma and Scott were indeed mutants, it seemed as though luck was finally on her side this day.<br/><br/><br/>