<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>Cassie, Megan, Mantis, Arthur, Stephen, Scott, Open<br/><hr/><br/>A warm smile was given to the girl with dragonfly-like wings.<strong>”Hey Megan.  Yeah, exciting, and nerve-wracking, and a little overwhelming.”</strong><br/><br/>She twisted her lips as she saw Megan.  The girl was awesome.  She didn’t have the option of hiding who she was or what she could do.  Jean would wager a lot of people could be freaked out by a physical mutation and that could cause Megan a lot of grief and trouble, but the girl was always warm and welcoming.<br/><br/>Jean followed Cassie and Megan back to the group gathered around the table, where she’d left a moment earlier.  Her thoughts were on her behavior, and on her fears, as well as, what the Professor had said and what Megan did, without even knowing – or maybe the pink haired girl did know.<br/><br/>Jean was brought from her inner inspection by the conversation the group was currently having.  Scott, it seemed, had shared the reason for his ruby colored glasses.  Scott didn’t seem to have anything to hide.  Jean found herself smiling at his openness.  She shared with him a friendship that was unlike any other friendship; since the moment she had met Scott Summers she’d felt oddly familiar with him.<br/><br/>Mantis’ comment about Cassie’s suit caused Jean to react instinctively and Jean allowed her mind to scan Mantis’ thoughts.  Was the other girl being sincere or making a snide comment about it?  What exactly was the meaning behind her thoughts?<br/><br/>A moment later, Jean smiled.  There was no ill intent in Mantis’ comment.  It was meant as a compliment; though Jean wasn’t exactly sure why the girl thought wearing a skintight suit made someone look like a hero.  With a little more thought, however, Jean realized that Cap along with the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, who had participated in the Battle of New York, did wear tight fitting uniforms.  Hopefully, that wasn’t a mandatory thing.  Though, Arthur’s comment illustrated that it was a wide ranging belief.<br/><br/>Jean placed a reassuring hand on Cassie’s shoulder as the girl spoke about her suit and gave her a warm, pride filled smile.  If Cassie could face her fears, maybe Jean could too.<br/><br/>A fond smile was given to Scott at his warm welcome of Cassie.<br/><br/>Looking amongst the people gathered, Jean realized that she hadn’t responded to people earlier.  She’d just gotten up and left.<strong>”Sorry for the abrupt departure,”</strong>she smiled apologetically.<br/><br/>She looked at Stephen,<strong>”I really hope there aren’t alternate selves out there getting to know each other.  Aliens and demons are enough, I think.”</strong>Her smile said “please, let it be enough.”<br/><br/>She then looked back to Mantis,<strong>”I’d really like to hear more about your training and the whole battling mental elements, some time.  Maybe you could show me some techniques or mantras or something?”</strong><br/><br/>Jean wondered if the techniques Mantis used were similar to what the Professor had shown and taught her for the past few years.  Perhaps the discipline, part?<br/><br/><strong>”How much of the whole Hollywood martial arts stuff is possible?”</strong>she asked Mantis again.<br/><br/>Jean was genuinely curious, although it was true that she didn’t want to talk about what she could do and was, to an extent, delaying the inevitable.