(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: well at the back Tommy, Brandon, Robert.<br/>Molly actually looked so small in the corner, it was not the fault of the two boys that she was sitting with it was just the girl was very easily scared. Which was rather strange as she did have super powers, well if they could be called that, to her but really they were something called staying safe. A little like a reflector jacket but in reverse as it were. All that had happened was that she had adapted to her lifestyle to survive.<br/><br/>Robert was offered a smile but only for a moment she blinked a little and it seemed as if the shadows fluttered about her like butterflies though she shrunk further into the darkness it did not completely embrace her.<strong>“Th…they were…n….not…not mean.  I…I d…don’t want to be a …trouble.” </strong>The girl shuddered again,<strong>“It’s….its fine.” </strong>She started to bite at those none existent nails again. Looking up at Robert again, Molly tried to smile again; it was obviously not something this girl did very much.<br/><br/><strong>“Maybe…may…maybe I…I should g…go.”</strong>There was fear and concentration in those eyes. As she tried to concentrate on just not making an exhibition of herself<strong>, “B…but before I…I go can I…ha..have some biscuits….no no no wr…wrong words cookies. I…I mean cookies.” </strong>Her brow was glistening now.<strong> “I …I never stole any…” </strong>Her hands were now tighter about the bag. Her face was burning now.<br/><br/>