(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/SentiPCHeadshot.jpg)<br/><br/>Name: Molly Barker<br/>Nom De Guerre: None<br/>Position/Grade: junior<br/>Location: really getting stressed in the cafe<br/>Tagging: Robert, Lara, Kasume<br/><br/>Lara was given a shy smile and then she looked down again, still keeping those precious bags so close, really close. Sometimes people just pretended to be kind, and nice but only time would tell. If he thought her parents had beaten her or she had been abused perhaps he could only know the half of it. Her powers had been for survival a string of mother’s boyfriends  and dealers, along with more care homes and foster homes than one could count on three hands let alone two, this place however nice it seemed could end up as other places. One always had to be on guard.<br/><br/>“Looking up briefly at the mention of food Molly swallowed, “I…I…d..ont have…enough money…I would have gone, b…but I..couldn’t leave…things…”<br/><br/>As yet another person was invited over Molly seemed to tense even more  though she try not to.The shadows seemed to stroke her face seeming to call to her. “I…think…you…you are nice…just…its just…” Swallowing hard again she blushed bright red but it was hidden behind the curtain of hair. “It…its just some …s…some p…people…pre..pretend…”<br/><br/>At least the fact that she would have her own room was something, yes it was definitely something. Molly wiped her rather sweaty palms onto her thin and rather worn and somewhat out of fashion grey skirt.  She wondered if Robert would take insult at her reactions, Molly did hope not, the same as with the others that she had met. It was just somewhat overwhelming at the present. In time it would likely change and for the better.<br/>