<div class="floatleft">(http://i4.ifrm.com/5941/107/upload/p22002925.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Idris Raleigh - Astraflare<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Garage<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everybody Here!<br/><hr/><br/>Wait. Why did she do that? Weren't they going to be grabbing lunch, anyway? The breakfast was so good that she'd grabbed seconds for herself even as the others began to head off to get ready.<em>"Way to be fat, Idris."</em>Well, at least she could cheat on a scale if it asked her weight afterward, right? Despite feeling a bit stuffed after finishing up that second plate, her gravity tricks allowed her to run and jump her way to the garage just in time to soar into the air and land a foot above the ground on an unseen cushion of force ahead of the departing Ororo.<br/><br/>"Hi!" Idris lowered herself to the ground as she waved and smiled at the famous mutant. "I'm hope I'm not too late." A peek at the garage told her otherwise before she waved at Storm again and jogged over to Autumn, Ragnar, and a new face. "I guess not! Hey, everybody! What'd I miss?" She paused and quirked her brow upon noticing the SUV, "Besides an oversized and extremely visible vehicle..." then turned to look at the others. "Are we really gonna ride around in this thing?"<br/><br/>As someone who preferred not to draw much attention to herself when she was out and about, this was quite possibly the most ridiculous choice in transportation next they could have made next to an RV. She took a deep breath before murmuring. "So aside from being a gang of mutants in the Big Apple, people will also pin us for being rich douchebags." She shushed herself once she realized that she might have been coming off as a ungrateful downer. "Just...don't tell Storm I said that. I just prefer to keep off the radar."<br/><br/>She then squinted at the younger blond fellow, "New face?" and extended her hand as she gave him a warm smile. "I'm Idris." She let out a chuckle. "Or Astraflare if it gets dangerous."