<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://m.media-amazon.com/images/M/MV5BMTcyODcwMDk5Ml5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMjQyNDIwNw@@._V1_UY317_CR16,0,214,317_AL_.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name/Alias:</strong>Lucus Bishop aka Bishop<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The New Xaviers School For the Gifted, New York City, Central Park (Stardate 2028)<br/><strong>Current Action(s):</strong>Sublevel 3...stuck in a power supply closet with a sexy hot ninja...you mean there is something better???<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Psylocke<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Lucas having stood up and turned to face her as the rest of the system hummed to life.  He wasn’t nervous so much as surprised at her approach.  When she stood right up on him only a few millimeters away at best.  He leaned down towards her, his large arms wrapping around her waist.  He was gazing into those violet eyes.  He knew as she spoke that she was well passed flirting and was truly interested in him.  The fact that she asked proved that she hadn’t been in his mind or she would know the answer already, that alone proved humorous to him.  If he didn’t know better he would think he was being punk’d, but that wasn’t her way or her style he knew that much about her.<br/><br/>He moved to lift her up so she was eye-level with him as he held her.  “Well…”  His lips slowly grazed hers as he looked at the more demure woman that has always been the apple of his eye.  “…I would like to be your lover…what would you like Ms. Braddock?”  He was generally pretty laid back but now it wasn’t the time for that and his boldness for living life shown through right now.