<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/5f/28/05/5f28050d2d2332d7962524383a4b1b40.jpg)</div><strong>Code Name</strong>: Beast<br/><strong>Real Name</strong>: Henry 'Hank' Phillip McCoy<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Xavier Mansion, New York City<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: 6:09 am - Friday May 27th 2016<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Kitty<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Anything goes<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Dress clothes and lab attire<br/><br/>Henry Phillip McCoy or commonly known as Hank or Beast was one of the only people to live in the late Charles Xavier’s mansion still. For a while, after Trish, he latest lover left him; he tried to keep his late friends dream alive by entering into politics. This was short lived when the civil war broke out and he left to protect those still human in the political scene. Some, who liked her were sad to see him go, while most were happy to see him go. Mostly, he just wanted to protect these people the best he could to prevent any unnecessary deaths. Hank then went back to the mansion to resume his studies; although it did take him a while to recover on his own after all the downs that kept happening and the civil war breaking out.<br/><br/>Deep inside, he knew he had to keep going and do what he did best. At the very least, he would have a home or shelter ready just in case the former and scattered X-Men would want to come back. He was no butler, but he did what he could in the time he gave himself to the mansion and the facilities below. It did not mean he did not think of Charles or Logan and all those friends long gone from the living. Which, one of his routines was to go outside, to the back were they had set up a grave site and visited with all the graves there and while Hank was not spiritual; he opted to speak with his old friends and speak to Charles about any progress he was making.<br/><br/>Aften enough when Beast was not consumed with his genetics research or his electronics repairs or alterations; he often wanted to take a trip to see Ororo or Elizabeth Bradock just to have a bit of a conversation like old times, but would often push the idea away as he did not want to bother them with their lives now. While it was true, he did have Abigail Brand and he did love er very much, but he did not want drag her down with him when he realized how much of a slump he was getting into. Why of all places come back to the mansion? It was because for him, this is where all the fond memories were, where he first started to learn about his powers, was part of the good guys; where he could give everyone and everything 100% of what he was. Sure, he was a member of the Avengers and S.W.O.R.D., but none of them felt like home. Heck, he was called back to both on several occasions, but denied them each time. He even broke it off with Brand for some time now and she did not take it well at all. Understandably so and it took hours for Hank to calm her down and get it through logically to her.<br/><br/>After a time, Beast eventually received an email from Kitty not all that long ago. Off and on, he had been fighting with himself on it. Now, as he sat in his swivel chair in the med bay of the X-Men’s underground facility; he sat in front of a computer. He had a pair of tan dress pants, a maroon, tucked in dress shirt and a white lab coat on. His feet were bare and he had his small, reading glasses on. On the holo-screen in front of him were his email and a reply window open to Kitty’s email. Normally, he had no problem writing, but for some reason; he found it hard to start this one. Hank sighed and brought his fingers to the keyboard and begun typing.<br/><br/>‘Kitty,<br/><br/>It does my heart good to hear from you. It feels like half a life time and I am sure that goes for all the people who is to meet up with you. Do let them know I do give my regards to everyone who shows. That being said, I do not think it best for me to attend. After all, I am a walking, human cat, blue furball. I do think that not being seen is a wise course of action; as much as it pains me not to see you or anyone else. Please, be safe and feel free to stop by the mansion; if it does not bring up any bad memories. Though, the security system has everyone, but me as inactive… So, getting to the lower floors may prove to be a challenge. Wait, I doubt it would be an issue for you. Silly me.<br/><br/>Even in this world, Kitty; we must never forget our friends and comrades. In all the sadness and pain we endure and still endure. True strength is not by what we have endured, but by continuing to endure when we do not have the strength to do so. As well, the best kinds of people are the ones that come into your life, and make you see the sun where you once saw clouds. The people that believe in you so much, you start to believe in you too. The people that love you, simply for being you. Never forget the positives in your life.<br/><br/>Sincerely,<br/>Dr. Henry McCoy<br/>aka Beast’<br/><br/>Hanks right hand moved over to the mouse and used it to move the cursor to hover over the send button, he clicked the ,eft mouse trigger and sent the email. So, she would get it whenever; during or after the diner meeting. In the meantime, Hank had some medical records to finally get to and tidy up.