<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://cloudinary-a.akamaihd.net/holdmyticket/image/upload/w_700,h_700,c_fit,c_limit,q_68,dn_72,f_auto/v6/uploads/attractions/1e2453c1814520ce133a4af4f49304e4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Robert 'Bobby' Coles<br/><strong>Location:</strong>X-Mansion, Near the entrance<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept 7th, around 3:00pm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Cyclops, Medusa<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Talking<br/><hr/><br/>Bobby politely listened to everything Salem had to say, although he remained an outsider he was at least paying proper attention. The girl seemed to be great at what she did and to genuinely care about the mansion. He could appreciate someone who at least understood this beats prison. He nodded a few times to show he was listening. Social cues were far from his area of expertise but he at least tried to be polite. The house seemed like an interesting place, and he'd love to hear about its past. Then again he liked to hear about almost anything these days. It'd beat the boring life he was coming from.<br/><br/>Bobby shook his head quietly as he heard the snort about the past. Whoever that was must be immature. He turned with the others and looked at the girl a bit better. Her smirk frustrated him instantly. For half a second anyone attentive enough would see a flash across his face. A grimace, but one that made him look every bit the threatening person he used to be. He looked down and spoke quietly. It was the only thing he'd said apart from the brief thanks, and his tone was deep and a little grating. No matter how hard he tried even three years clean hadn't fixed his rough voice.<br/><br/><strong>"You really want to hear the negative? Why would you live your life looking for the bad bits." <br/></strong><br/>The words might come off as confrontational to her, but that's not how he meant them at all. He genuinely hoped she'd, perhaps deep down, see something in them. Maybe not immediately but hopefully eventually. Despite his relative youth the speed at which he thought had given him at least some wisdom. He'd probably come off as though he was on some form of moral high ground, but he didn't mean it that way. Just wanted to try and make people smile a bit after he'd wrought so much chaos and evil. After speaking he immediately went quiet, making sure he was still at the edge of the group and keeping his body language as non-confrontational as possible.