<div class="floatleft">(http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu52/cali_angel717/CristinaMcAuley.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cristina McAuley<br/><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>Solar Flare<br/><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>Student/Junior<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Molly<br/><br/>Cristina's thoughts of the future were interrupted by the loud crash to the back of her towards the wall that sent shock waves all through her body.  Looking back, she was so  startled by this sudden crash that she had no idea that she had shot a small blast of microwaves through the chair in front of her.  If anyone would notice it, it probably would look like a clean hole with all of the stuffing of the chair cleanly cut and held in place.  "Crikey!  What was that?"  She asked herself as she had seen a small white chess piece laying down on the floor over by the door's entrance.<br/><br/>Moving towards the chess piece, she started to pick it up but slowly, she barely noticed a form of a person hiding in the shadows down the row of chairs towards the east side.  If not for the humps in the chairs, She probably would have overlooked the figure but the strange smell that was going through her nose certainly gave the figure away as some sort of person.  Sympathetically, she leaned down towards the figure while hoping for the best.  "Are ye all right, Mate?  Can Ah help ya in any way?"  She asked with her thick eastern Australian accent being heard very vividly and in full bloom.  She had a feeling that it was a person, that much she knew about but with the thick black hair covering the entire figure, she was not sure who or what this person is or what he or she would look like.