My Ororo...
Is over the goddess thing.
Would rather be flying.
Is addicted to freefall.
Doesn't understand why Xavier didn't take her off the streets of Cairo when she first came to his attention as a little girl.
Has buried treasures.
Accepts Betsy's assertion that she's Betsy's best friend... even though it isn't mutual.
Is a sensualist.
Has never tried to reconcile being a vegetarian with wearing leather or fur.
Is a clotheshorse.
Is a killer.
Reads the Times, The Post, The Tribune, and the Journal before lunch.
Enjoyed posing for Piotr/Peter's pictures/paintings.
Has few problems spending other people's money.
Dislikes the scrutiny of strangers.
Has an unfortunate tendency to put things out of mind that are out of sight.
Has blue eyes as old as time...A shocking fall of white hair...And skin like loam in the sunlight.
Is deeply empathic...
...but is often impatient with other people's weaknesses.
Can read upside down.
Will eat almost anything to survive - even meat.
Hates being scared.
Misses experiencing the weather externally (especially warmth or chill).
Can sleep anywhere.
Doesn't understand boredom.
Loves Yukio's company for its wildness.
Loves Yukio's careless joy in the face of death.
Is annoyed with Remy for his carelessness in the face of joy.
Loves Remy for his faithfulness (such as it is).
Has thoroughly enjoyed beating up Emma Frost.
Is a woman of many talents... few of them legal.
Was orphaned in Cairo at the age of 4.
Grew up on the streets of Cairo...There was protected, after a fashion, by the Shadow King (Farouk).
Hates slavery.
Remembers being in love with Loki...Understands that it was slavery & deceit through sorcercy... but compares all men to him in terms of passion and exhiliration...Hates Loki accordingly.
Would rather die trying than live broken.
Has control issues.
Loathes underwear.
Ignores dress codes.
Occasionally wears bras because when she first came to America to aid the X-Men, Jean insisted that they were necessary and proper.
Occassionally stays up at night examining the concept of 'fighting for peace'.
Relishes dancing for a variety of reasons (as worship, as enjoyment, as physical activity).
Carries the utter conviction that X-Men-- Piotr, Kurt, Kitty, Scott, Sean, Logan, Jean -- are family.
Missed Havok in his absence.
Studies the X-Men more closely than she studies herself.
Reveres Xavier... but doesn't trust him.
Gave Rogue her bare hand in fear and uncertainty - but wouldn't show it.
Is a dignified, regal woman of immense warmth and vitality....Who knows many dirty jokes...and enjoys thinking them at her favorite telepaths.
Craves solitude.
Blossoms under affection.
Has cried herself to sleep over Piotr's defection to Magneto but not over Piotr's death.
Doesn't remember crying herself to sleep.
Dreams of the snows of Kilimanjaro...Forge's arms...following the Nile, and crossing the desert in Earth 616...and the ocean in the Adversary's world.
Adores swimming.
Wakes up late at night to cook herself peasant food in the fashion of Cairo, the Sudan, Tanzania, Kenya... meaning grain porridge, boiled greens, coffee and the occasional, highly spiced stew.
Was the best pick-pocket in Cairo.
Is sometimes taken by the longing to wake Remy up one night and leave the X-Men.
Doesn't kiss and tell.
Misses Longshot's laughter and easy affection.
Has spent far too much of her life with her arms crossed and a scowl on her face.
Has a green body rather than a green thumb.
Relaxes to the feel of skin or wind on her skin.
Laughs with her eyes first, if at all.
Was the companion of thieves, beggars and whores in her childhood.
Rejoices in the freedom of flight, the pull of speed, the pressure of torqe and the futility of gravity.
Is great with languages.
Knows the stars by name, in all her languages.
Is forgiving but exacting.
Is an expert marksmen.
Has a superlative kinesthetic sense.
Dreams of her parents.
Is vilely claustrophobic.
Considers Scott the friend of her mind, Jean her heart, Yukio her soul and Remy her life.
Lost way more while a mutate in Genosha than she is willing to accept.
Worries that the mutant cure is going to rob some mutants of the experience of learning how to control and benefit from their powers.
Would really like to feed lightning into Mystique until Mystique melts.
Refrains from this because she knows that every mutant can be useful. Look at Erik.
In retrospect, considers Erik Lensherr an exemplary steward of Xavier's dream.
Makes it a point not to examine Xavier's ethics too closely.
Is gratified that Terry considers her something of an aunt.
Looks forward to spending more time in the company of Sean.
Sometimes wishes she'd told Forge 'yes' before he'd rescinded his offer of marriage.
Is tired of fighting the same battles.
Reminds herself that no matter where she's been, no matter what she's done, she was born to human parents who loved each other and her.
Would rather be flying.
Is addicted to freefall.
Doesn't understand why Xavier didn't take her off the streets of Cairo when she first came to his attention as a little girl.
Has buried treasures.
Accepts Betsy's assertion that she's Betsy's best friend... even though it isn't mutual.
Is a sensualist.
Has never tried to reconcile being a vegetarian with wearing leather or fur.
Is a clotheshorse.
Is a killer.
Reads the Times, The Post, The Tribune, and the Journal before lunch.
Enjoyed posing for Piotr/Peter's pictures/paintings.
Has few problems spending other people's money.
Dislikes the scrutiny of strangers.
Has an unfortunate tendency to put things out of mind that are out of sight.
Has blue eyes as old as time...A shocking fall of white hair...And skin like loam in the sunlight.
Is deeply empathic...
...but is often impatient with other people's weaknesses.
Can read upside down.
Will eat almost anything to survive - even meat.
Hates being scared.
Misses experiencing the weather externally (especially warmth or chill).
Can sleep anywhere.
Doesn't understand boredom.
Loves Yukio's company for its wildness.
Loves Yukio's careless joy in the face of death.
Is annoyed with Remy for his carelessness in the face of joy.
Loves Remy for his faithfulness (such as it is).
Has thoroughly enjoyed beating up Emma Frost.
Is a woman of many talents... few of them legal.
Was orphaned in Cairo at the age of 4.
Grew up on the streets of Cairo...There was protected, after a fashion, by the Shadow King (Farouk).
Hates slavery.
Remembers being in love with Loki...Understands that it was slavery & deceit through sorcercy... but compares all men to him in terms of passion and exhiliration...Hates Loki accordingly.
Would rather die trying than live broken.
Has control issues.
Loathes underwear.
Ignores dress codes.
Occasionally wears bras because when she first came to America to aid the X-Men, Jean insisted that they were necessary and proper.
Occassionally stays up at night examining the concept of 'fighting for peace'.
Relishes dancing for a variety of reasons (as worship, as enjoyment, as physical activity).
Carries the utter conviction that X-Men-- Piotr, Kurt, Kitty, Scott, Sean, Logan, Jean -- are family.
Missed Havok in his absence.
Studies the X-Men more closely than she studies herself.
Reveres Xavier... but doesn't trust him.
Gave Rogue her bare hand in fear and uncertainty - but wouldn't show it.
Is a dignified, regal woman of immense warmth and vitality....Who knows many dirty jokes...and enjoys thinking them at her favorite telepaths.
Craves solitude.
Blossoms under affection.
Has cried herself to sleep over Piotr's defection to Magneto but not over Piotr's death.
Doesn't remember crying herself to sleep.
Dreams of the snows of Kilimanjaro...Forge's arms...following the Nile, and crossing the desert in Earth 616...and the ocean in the Adversary's world.
Adores swimming.
Wakes up late at night to cook herself peasant food in the fashion of Cairo, the Sudan, Tanzania, Kenya... meaning grain porridge, boiled greens, coffee and the occasional, highly spiced stew.
Was the best pick-pocket in Cairo.
Is sometimes taken by the longing to wake Remy up one night and leave the X-Men.
Doesn't kiss and tell.
Misses Longshot's laughter and easy affection.
Has spent far too much of her life with her arms crossed and a scowl on her face.
Has a green body rather than a green thumb.
Relaxes to the feel of skin or wind on her skin.
Laughs with her eyes first, if at all.
Was the companion of thieves, beggars and whores in her childhood.
Rejoices in the freedom of flight, the pull of speed, the pressure of torqe and the futility of gravity.
Is great with languages.
Knows the stars by name, in all her languages.
Is forgiving but exacting.
Is an expert marksmen.
Has a superlative kinesthetic sense.
Dreams of her parents.
Is vilely claustrophobic.
Considers Scott the friend of her mind, Jean her heart, Yukio her soul and Remy her life.
Lost way more while a mutate in Genosha than she is willing to accept.
Worries that the mutant cure is going to rob some mutants of the experience of learning how to control and benefit from their powers.
Would really like to feed lightning into Mystique until Mystique melts.
Refrains from this because she knows that every mutant can be useful. Look at Erik.
In retrospect, considers Erik Lensherr an exemplary steward of Xavier's dream.
Makes it a point not to examine Xavier's ethics too closely.
Is gratified that Terry considers her something of an aunt.
Looks forward to spending more time in the company of Sean.
Sometimes wishes she'd told Forge 'yes' before he'd rescinded his offer of marriage.
Is tired of fighting the same battles.
Reminds herself that no matter where she's been, no matter what she's done, she was born to human parents who loved each other and her.