<div class="floatleft">(http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h215/wontsubmit/waterson1.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Qiang Nuo<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Student<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Danger Room! Sept 1st 2013<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Everyone in attendance<br/><br/>Nuo tilted her head to the side for a moment in consideration of what was entering the Danger Room with her team mates.  The sound of Storm calling them X-Men sent a shiver down her spine and the smile only widened on her face.  A step forward was almost taken when Idris..err..Astraflare began to alter gravity at the feet of the robots.  Stumbling steps signaled weakness to the girl’s mind, but then a gout of flame washed away the hope of rushing into a fight.  Not one to be easily perturbed, Nuo simply arched her back to hand spring away from the flames.  The lithe body turned and spun in the air before beginning a run along the outside of the flames.  Eyes narrowed as she continued to move in a step of leaps and flips, seeming to make even the simple act of moving a flashy affair.<br/><br/>Fingers slipped down to the needles she kept ready.  Surprisingly the computer had generated her weapons for use here, or at least she was surprised to see the Danger Room so knowledgable.  Yet there the blades were, ready and waiting for her command.  So in her steps she paused for a mere second to make a leap upward, kinetic energy radiated behind her to propel her upward in a slow rotation.  Once the apex was meet and the rotation faced her toward the robots a cascade of blades rained out from her fingertips.  Quickly, with practiced ease, she dispersed a small selection of the pointed tips.  Each sliver of metal was thrust forward with the energy housed inside her body, propelled forward as if from a gun to strike at their target with surprisingly speed and power.<br/>