[ Someone else is flying through the air - or trying to. She'd felt the wind resist her once she picked up enough speed and altitude, and had ended up lowering herself to the ground not long after. The other woman had come along after she had, flying just as she did, but nearly plummeted right to the ground...
Ororo was rushing over to try and catch her, driven by old instinct, only to be surprised that she didn't need her help after all. Well. ]
I... don't think any of us belong here.
[ She shakes her head, reaching out to help her up if she needed it. ] Are you okay?
welcome;
Ororo was rushing over to try and catch her, driven by old instinct, only to be surprised that she didn't need her help after all. Well. ]
I... don't think any of us belong here.
[ She shakes her head, reaching out to help her up if she needed it. ] Are you okay?