<strong>Name:</strong>Tommy Nakamura<br/><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>Windfall<br/><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>Junior<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Cafeteria<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Brandon, Molly, mostly open<br/><hr/><br/>Tommy blinked and tensed up faintly as the girl suddenly made her escape, taking a couple of seconds to register that she was just across the room.  "Uh...was it something I said?" he asked intelligently, glancing at Brandon.  For a moment, he wondered if maybe the new girl just didn't have very good control over the teleporting thing yet, but that still didn't really bode well.<br/><br/>He took half a step back from the table, clearing his throat awkwardly as Molly returned.  "Sorry.  Didn't mean to startle you or anything."<em>Hoo, boy.  Way to get off on the wrong foot.</em>He glanced over her, trying not to draw any unfortunate conclusions about her...condition.  This was probably a conversation he should have thought through just a little more before speaking up...