<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/EQGyLz9.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Alisa Tager (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318440.msg15340856#msg15340856)/Cipher<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Eating in the cafeteria |<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Fuck me running. More people!!"</span><br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Jean | Louis | James<br/><strong>Date:</strong>First Saturday in May<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Alisa allowed a few nods as she listened to the voices that rose and fell in sweeping arcs all around her. Of course, the redheaded gentleman seemed far more laid back than she was but she found that to be the case no matter who was involved. She pondered that for a long moment and worried about whether or not she had missed a step in describing what she could do. However, after no more than a minute's thought, she had to admit that no, she'd been more than forthcoming. Still, she understood that following the train of thought concerning the teleporter (or whatever the thief was) was essentially a waste of time unless Miss Frost deemed it otherwise.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Either way, not our problem, but a fun thought exercise I suppose."</span>His words seeped out, a hint of laughter held within dulcet tones and she could only nod. It did not seem to be an issue they were going to have to deal with at all. The pretty young woman who sat beside her soon added her opinion. A smile quirked full lips as Alisa sipped from her drink. Differing points of view were always entertaining and the woman<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><em>'Code name: Shooter.'</em></span>seemed pretty set on her own. After a momentary silence, Louis spoke once more and Alisa turned to answer her, dark eyes trained on the woman's pretty face.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Miss Frost has been the only one thus far who can, even when I go Null. Even she admitted that it took her longer than usual to do so, kinda like touching the great beyond through radio static. Her longer than usual is like thirty seconds though so you know, it definitely didn't seem to be a problem for her!"</span>A smile dimpled her cheeks.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Lasers? That's fuckin' amazing. Much cooler than being persona non grata at will. Do you know what the strength is, I mean of your beams?"</span>Her head cocked as multi=hued curls tumbled forward to shield her features from view. Soon enough, her gaze flicked to the quiet Native American male.<br/><br/>He was very silent, very large, and pretty frickin' adorable all things considered.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><em>"Miss Frost musta went and found the prettiest people she could to train. Why in the hell am I HERE?'</em></span>