<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b4/NurseBrendtwood.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Belinda Brentwood<br/><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>None<br/><strong>Position:</strong>School Nurse<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Cafeteria - In the Food Line<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>No one<br/><br/><hr/><br/>It wouldn't be an unusual occurrence to see the Nurse in the lunch line. Wearing her usual starched white uniform, much akin to something out of the 60s (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8a/Nurseexample.jpg), complete with hat, although the skirt was a few inches shorter than the standard one then. The skirt fell just above the knee with a small outlet in the back where a long pale yellow tail with white stripes swished back and forth. It was covered in a very light coating of velvet like fur. She had a light coating of the same fur over her bared arms and legs. Her face however was very human like, no fur to be seen although her eyes were very catlike and shaded in a deep blue almost black hue. She had a tray which included two pints of milk, a nice sized chicken sandwich (plain) with crispy tater tots, and a chilled orange sherbert cup. Approaching the front where a little old lady sat taking money and slips for lunch, she smiled at her and held out a small credit card like object.<br/><br/><strong>"Good afternoon Delores. Lunch looks delicious as usual."</strong><br/><br/>The older woman smiled to her and nodded.<br/><br/><strong>"Thank you Nurse Brentwood. We try our best. Enjoy and have a good day."</strong><br/><br/>Nurse Brentwood was always glad to see Delores there. The older woman had been working in the cafeteria for nearly 20 years now. She was one of the few non supers they had although with her cooking skills she should have been very well super-powered.<br/><br/><strong>"Thank you and you as well."</strong><br/><br/>Taking her tray she walked around the cafeteria toward a small caddy off to the side where condiments along with eating utensils were kept. She grabbed a few napkins as well as a spoon and added a bit of ketchup to her sandwich and some more on an empty spot on her tray near her tater tots. She looked around at the students who milled about, noting some she had not seen before and others she had treated time and time again each year. Especially after being in The Wolfs class.