<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://cdnb.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/002/575/243/large/jeehyung-lee-psylocke.jpg?1463288821)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Psylocke<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Danger Room<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 1st, 2017.  Early afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Colossus, Wolverine, Chamber, Cyclops, Shadowcat<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Being Bitchy<br/><hr/><br/><br/>There was not much else to say as the plan came to fruition.  Psylocke turned to look out from their position atop the building.  Eyes flickered toward the bank that would be their target for this exercise.  Slowly she pushed the idea of this being false from her thoughts and instead focused her energies on what she would need to do.  Quietly she drew a simple bit of cloth from her neck, upward across the lower portion of her face.  An elegant but unadorned material, this slip of purple allowed only the bridge of her nose and her eyes to exist to their vision.  Knees bent so that she crouched right on the very edge of the structure much like a bird of prey seeking a perch.  Streaks of pink flashed down her forearms and fingertips.<br/><br/>Then she stood up quickly and moved to walk through the assembling group as if content with the strategy laid out before them.  Only a pause was given to let her eyes slide down and then up the woman who would be her partner.  Beneath the mask her lips curled up in a smirk and she gave a simple utterance of<strong>“cute”</strong>before continuing her steps past them and toward what she might presume was the elevator.<br/><br/><strong>“So are we walking to work or should be quicken this up a bit?”</strong><br/>