<div class="floatleft">(http://static3.depositphotos.com/1003789/200/i/450/dep_2002665-Beautiful-young-women-holding-apple-in-t.jpg)</div><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>       Katerina De Leon<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong>          Teletrix.  (Not chosen)<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>  Resistance.<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   Los Angeles, Art Museum at the corner of Wilshire Blvd and Fairfax Ave.<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>         Natasha, Mid-Knight, and Banshee.  Open.<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/>If not for Natasha's timely intervention, Banshee and Mid-Knight would have ended up flattened as Katerina somehow managed to divert her attention elsewhere and let go of the telekinetic pulse she had been building towards in her grief and rage at everything that had happened.  Her hair fell back along her shoulders about the same time that she was able to let go of the pulse that was ready to burst forth, avoiding the headache that would have crippled her all over again most likely.  She took a steadying breath and came to the realization that Banshee wasn't at fault since it seemed he had suffered quite a bit as well if the School was gone.  "I'm...sorry.  Losing your friends like that....I didn't know that New York was gone as well.  Whoever this guy is, he hit everywhere at once then as you seem to suggest, that would make sense as to why no help has been coming.  So we're...on our own then?"<br/><br/>She asked, knowing the answer already and Banshee confirmed it anyway.  Jake seemed to have a good idea of what to do but how could they possibly hope to fight back against these kinds of odds?  "We might be able to fight sure...but without any sure way of knowing we're making a difference what will be the point?  We're just a bunch of kids compared to the former organizations that have already fallen Jake.  The X-Men fell, SHIELD is likely gone, and every other group that could have held off have probably fallen as well.  So what hope do we even have?"  She asked, not going into hysterics just yet but her own stomach growled and she felt her cheeks burn crimson.  It seemed those candy bars and potato chips hadn't done enough.  "Let's...go inside then.  We aren't doing anything here besides making ourselves a target."  Katerina managed to say as she walked away, feeling ready to have a nervous breakdown again since it seemed even Banshee wasn't holding out hope for the future.  She completely ignored the sword display, finding it all rather stupid that the idiot among them was the only one that was holding out any hope for the future.  Stupid unrealistic ass.....