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	Morie simply shrugged and gave a small apologetic smile to the director as he did what he could to salvage her... [i]brief[/i] introduction.
	The girl blinked when Beverly asked for more details on her power, in such a kind and genuine way that Morie couldn't help but smile. [color=fadadd]"...Sure,"[/color] she responded, giving a little [i]'hmm'[/i] as she took a second to consider how best to explain.
	She was given some extra time to think since the suspected Master, Gray Man, jumped in for his own introduction--real name Will. He had noticed Morie's glances, evidently, seeing as he'd winked at her... he spoke easily to the group, with the same flair of confidence carried over from the way he had been seated next to the director. Morie's faint smile from her interaction with Beverly faded some, as she pieced together more info on his ability through the introduction--to some degree he could influence what others believed through his spoken word.
	Morie began to feel sick, a slow hand moving up to clutch her hoodie at her chest. Will didn't seem to have any bad intentions--seemed nice enough, but... past experience meant that made things even worse for the girl. 
	Gray Man scared her. Morie fought with her own thoughts to try and calm herself, but breathing continued to get more difficult. With every passing second, despite everyone in the room, she felt more alone--

	 "So, seems we've got a... I checked this in the dictionary, ramboctious fellowship of potential heroes? If so, welcome; we're glad to have a dedicated healer on our side! Also, if you want, we can go clothes-shopping as well, but on a different day than my outing with Will!"

	Morie felt her distant gaze begin to refocus as she realized she was being spoken to, finding herself staring at Andy's extended hand. Then there was the confusion as his words registered... was the kid implying her clothes were ugly? Or was... he asking her out on a date?! She glanced up quickly, now panicked in a different way. [color=fadadd]"I--"[/color] she began, stopping herself quickly as she forced herself to [i]really[/i] examine what had been said--the situation she had been zoning out of.
	No, he was just... a bit awkward, but also very friendly--at least as far as Morie could tell thus far. The girl finally accepted the handshake, clearing her throat a bit. [color=fadadd]"I'm... I think I'm good on clothes, but... thanks,"[/color] she said with a bit of a strained smile.
	Next up was the girl with the metal arm, introducing herself as Jane. A tinker focused on things controlled by a person, that was cool!... Morie smiled at the morbid joke, and Beverly's response to it.
	Ah, right! Beverly.
	Morie took another second to collect her thoughts, before turning her head towards the girl next to her. [color=fadadd]"My healing--m-mind if I give your arm a small scratch?..."[/color] she asked. When Beverly agreed, Morie shifted her body to face the taller girl better, gingerly holding Beverly's right forearm with her right hand. With her left, she scratched her nail across Bev's skin, not hard enough to draw blood or anything, but enough to leave a red discoloration.
	Still holding her arm, and making sure the same spot of her own forearm was in Beverly's sight, Morie used her ability. A moment later, the redness faded away from Beverly's skin and showed up in the same spot on Morie's arm.
	She let go, glancing up at the girl with her faint smile. [color=fadadd]"I guess I don't really heal--m-more like I move the injury over to myself."[/color] Morie paused, smile fading a bit as she mulled over how much more she should say, giving a small sigh as she felt her cheeks beginning to warm. [color=fadadd]"It's a bit morbid, but it's not q-quite as limited as it seems, because I can make duplicates of myself. They take t-time to create, but I can use them to 'heal' a bunch of wounds or illnesses until... the body can't take on any more and dies, or w-whatever. A-and then I can absorb those duplicates to give myself, um, basic Brute stuff... i-it's a kind of organic matter manipulation at its core, basically..."[/color]
	She... was talking too much. Morie gave a little shrug, lowering her arm, once again being distracted by a new arrival. 
	...Now [i]this[/i] guy was extroverted. Similar to Will, he showed no difficulty speaking to the group as he told them both his Cape name and his real name. Whereas Will [i]did[/i] seem to care to some extent, this Caiden seemed to just... [i]not[/i]. Well, with what this team was supposed to be doing soon enough, confidence wasn't a bad trait to have. Morie just had a feeling Caiden would be a little overwhelming for her to interact with early on.
	The next arrival was the first to actually take Morie by surprise--a girl, pretty clearly the youngest of the group. She gave a small wave, but said nothing, making her way over to the couch to sit.
	Morie blinked as she watched the girl, before glancing to Beverly and giving her a small nudge on the arm with her elbow to get her attention. She motioned towards the seated younger girl with a subtle nod of her head to show her intention, and moved to rejoin the group as Jane brought up a good but probably difficult question for the director. Hands in her pockets, Morie sat a few feet next to the newest arrival.
	[color=fadadd]"Hey,"[/color] she said softly, glancing between her and Bev, wanting the taller girl to also hear her introduce her real name. [color=fadadd]"My name's Morie."[/color] She wore a faint and warm smile, leaving it at that for now. She didn't want to make the girl feel pressured to talk to her or anything, but if she wanted to give her own name, it was clear Morie was happy to hear it.
	Morie listened to the group chatter. On the topic of a leader, Morie was unconcerned. The best candidates would naturally reveal themselves in short time--give it a couple days of being together at most, and voting on a group lead would be easy enough.
	The other topic was Jane's question, which had Morie's attention more. For her own part, it wasn't too hard to figure out why she had been picked. For one, she had just... approached the PRT to [i]ask[/i] if she could help (similar to Andy, from the sounds of it). Then, considering her ability to heal--well, that could probably get her on just about any Cape team on the planet, regardless of anything else about her. And of course, her foster family was incredibly supportive of her desire to be a hero, so permission had been no issue. Not a stretch to understand she had been placed into this Wards initiative.
	Hearing about the reasons for all the others, though, was something that interested the girl greatly. It was an opportunity to learn a lot about them, as evidenced by Andy's response.