<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/>She was definitely no Jean Grey, although if asked about it by Sean, Katerina would have hesitantly agreed that she was similar to the woman but they were not the same, a fact she'd also point out.  She at least had grown up with her powers while Katerina's had been forced into her own.  She was no power house of matter destruction or anything like that yet, and likely she never would be as she smiled briefly at Natasha, glad that she was dead serious about fighting, about trying to make a difference.  She managed a small chuckle at her humor and just shook her head at her new friend.  Still, her more serious words were enough to put Katerina's mind and emotional state at ease, although she suspected that her touch had something to do with that as well.  "Thank you, Natasha.  I....honestly don't know what I'd have done without you here.  Truly, thank you."  A thought, a very dark thought crossed her mind but she beat it down since no one needed to know just how close she had been to giving up.  Morale was low enough.<br/><br/>She looked to Banshee for a moment and nodded in agreement, not liking the museum since it did kind of stand out like a sore thumb, and that and it was right in the middle of enemy patrols most likely anyway.  They'd need to find somewhere better but until then this place would have to do she supposed.  Still, at least he gave them some assurances since she had forgotten that most of the X-Men had been younger than they were now, so although they were in the middle of a war, maybe there was a chance all the same?  For now she focused more on Natasha since she felt comfortable and at....well peace wasn't quite right but it was the closest thing she could come up with as well.  "I've never done lab work so I wouldn't know where to start, but if we can the necessary equipment I'd be happy for the aid Natasha.  As you said your medical expertise will help a great deal and if we CAN counter the Judgment serum in any way, it might give us a fighting chance as well against anyone that's newly changed.  I just find it hard to believe that EVERYONE injected would willingly serve Apocalypse.  There's gotta be more to it."<br/><br/>Her thought was interrupted when Jake piped up again.  Her face flushed since again she was reminded of her dead brother once again.  She kept her mouth shut though and it helped that he had a good idea or two to offer.  "We haven't been here hardly a day Jake.  I was carried here by another, unconscious out of the prison camps where I was changed as well.  All I remember before I was beaten into submission was the guard's head I nearly caved in when he tried to take advantage of me physically.  If not for Natasha here I wouldn't be up and walking around nearly as well as I am.  As for your idea....it sounds like a good one.  We just need to get things planned out so we aren't caught with our pants down or lead any enemy patrols back here."