<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Vg9i3fr.png)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>MARVEL GIRL</strong></span><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Jean Grey<br/><strong>Age:</strong>22<br/><strong>Gender Identity:</strong>female<br/><strong>Location | Time:</strong>Throughout the Mansion => Great Room | Early evening<br/><strong>Description/Wearing:</strong>Long red hair loose about her shoulders, Beige cardigan over a beige cashmere v-neck, black denim skirt, cute black stockings with little hearts on them. Click for image (https://i.imgur.com/tzpd8Ce.jpg)<br/><strong>Vibe:</strong>All I Want For Christmas Is You (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aAkMkVFwAoo)<br/><hr/><br/>Everyone knows that you have to leave a plate of cookies and some milk out for Santa. Jean in all her excitement held a tray with a small plate of sugar cookies and some ice cold milk on it as she came twirling out of Professor X's room...<br/><br/>The school's founding father and preeminent hair challenged greatest mind was sidelined due a condition that he had not disclosed to the residence of his school. All he had left them with was that he would be fine but there may be a few days of bed rest involved so he was sitting out the festivities this year. Wearing a large electronic metal helmet it turned out that part of that bed rest that also involved him working from his room. So that is why Jean had been in his room, taking it upon herself to play nurse maid to him. She had just dropped off an identical tray as the one she was carrying to the Professor. His eyes were a little dark circled but the treats seemed to perk him up and he quickly donned his mysterious metal helmet - Jean suspected it was so he could shield his thoughts from her. But after their brief and merry exchange she danced out of the room wishing him a good night.<br/><br/>Humming as she danced down the hallway, Jean started softly singing a holiday melody...<br/><br/><em>♫I hear those sleigh bells ringing<br/>Santa, won't you bring me the one I really need? (Yeah, oh)<br/>Won't you please bring my baby to me?♫</em><br/><br/>Stopping along the way she dipped her head down one hallway and then another, calling out to the residence...<br/><br/>Jean's voice was full of Christmas cheer as she called out,<strong>"Let's gather in the great room!  Bring your presents for under the tree!"</strong><br/><br/>She repeated this process down several hallways and stuck her head in the kitchen as well before she danced along into the Great Room. The warm glow of the fire place radiated warmth. The smells of cinnamon, candy canes, cocoa, and Christmas filled the air.<br/><br/><em>♫Oh, I don't want a lot for Christmas<br/>This is all I'm asking for<br/>I just wanna see my baby standing right outside my door♫</em><br/><br/>Of course she was still singing as she twirled and danced her way beside where the tree was supposed to be. Jean set the tray for Santa to rest on a small table next to the big open space on the floor. Her shoulders dropped as she stopped singing and stared at the reindeer themed cloth spread out with an empty metal tree holder centered on it.<br/><br/>With hands on hips, Jean raised her voice.<br/><br/><strong>"WHERE IS THE TREE? WHO WAS SUPPOSED TO BRING THE TREE IN?!!! ANYONE?"</strong><br/><br/>"<strong>SCOTT?</strong>"<br/><br/>"<strong>PIETRO?</strong>"<br/><br/>"<strong>WADE?!!!</strong>"<br/><br/>