<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>Meeting with Officers on the Highway<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept 8th at 1600<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jean Grey, Bishop, Rogue<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Making friends<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Not for the first time the dark haired woman reflected on why she avoided such things as team work.  A dangerous flash crossed her eyes when Bishop gave his orders though she kept her lips guarded and her mind to herself.  Instead she only bowed her head slightly in confirmation before sliding forward to take her place inside the van.  Old habits die hard though as she palmed from the table a simple flash-bang grenade for the objective ahead.  Though invited to take the device she still preferred her method.<br/><br/>Once inside the van she would inspect the small device.  Fingers toyed with the pin that would ignite the ingredients inside.  Eyes closed as she envisioned making use of the weapon to close the precious distance between the targets and her body.  Gunfire would become useless and she could take them quickly.  Softly she reached down to lift the thin fabric that would cover the lower portion of her face.  A ritual before combat it would seem.  From above that mask her eyes drifted toward Jean and another nod given.<br/><br/>Psylocke leaned her head forward as she stretched out her mind to those inside the back of the van.  Each might feel a tickle to their senses, almost like a gentle reminder that their stove was left on back at home before she pressed forward to make the links between them.<br/><br/><em>We are now connected and you may push your thoughts forward to each.  Try to keep them quiet though.</em><br/>