<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/Haley_Ramm_zpse2f7a826.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jean Grey (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=200335.msg9786237#msg9786237)<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Marvel Girl<br/><strong>Dorm Assignment:</strong>2/1<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Auditorium<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Casual suit and skirt combo<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 2nd, Early evening<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Arthur, Open<br/><hr/><br/>She bit her lip as she heard Arthur’s reply.<em>”I…”</em>Thankfully the subject switched before she felt like she needed to defend herself.  Sharing her desire to mentally Google-search people’s minds seemed like it had been a bad thing to share.  He obviously was uncomfortable and couldn’t understand.  It was probably best if she didn’t share that with anyone else.<br/><br/><em>”Kitty?  She seems nice, a bit shy, smart, willing to step in and step up for people, unsure of herself… I don’t know.  She hid in her room last night, so I didn’t get much chance to talk with her.  You’re interested in her, huh?”</em><br/><br/>Jean’s green eyes drifted to Kitty as the girl talked to Victor.  There was a lot to admire about the girl.  She seemed to be natural negotiator and diplomat.  Her ability to pass through solid objects seemed to be well-suited for those tasks, as well.  Jean hugged her arm to her side as she watched Kitty leave and raised her hand in a wave to the girl.<br/><br/>The redhead wasn’t feeling too positive about herself.  It had been nice that people hadn’t reacted to her revelation as she had expected, but she felt lost amongst the other students.  She had the ability to instantly know what someone wanted, what they meant with an offhand comment, and what they were actually saying when their words meant something else, but she couldn’t use that ability without breaking their confidence in her.  Maybe she was a horrible person for even wanting to use her abilities that way.  It was likely a discussion Xavier would broach during her next session with him.  Her mind seemed to be an open book to him and he didn’t seem to have any reservations about helping her understand and accept the possibilities of her “gift”.<br/><br/>She sighed to herself and dropped the mental link to Erik.  Maybe she should retire to her dorm room, as well.  The conversation had seemingly died off and while there were still people she wanted to talk with, she wasn’t certain she should.  It would only bring with it more temptation, and frustration, and likely less understanding.