<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQk1C_GP3xYnEYAqVYKOMEi_sikza9kOr2ePw&amp;usqp=CAU)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Beast</strong></span><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Hank McCoy<br/><strong>Age:</strong>25<br/><strong>Gender Identity:</strong>Male<br/><strong>Location/Time:</strong>Heading to the Great Room<br/><strong>Description/Wearing:</strong>Santa suit, complete with hat and boots.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Hank was missing a great deal, but somethings were worth missing a few shenanigans. He wanted to make sure everything was perfect before he told Scott everything was ready. A soft baritone hum could be heard as Hank worked. A few bows here, and a nice ribbon and his job was complete. Sure to put a smile on the receivers face. Stepping back to admire his work, the mutant continued to hum, fixing his red suit and hat as he made his way towards the Great Room, stopping momentarily at this office for the gifts.<br/><br/>He'd packed them away in a large bag, which he easily lifted. Completely in the spirit he moved along just as the commotion was coming to an end. To say the scene was chaotic would be an understatement. A soft chuckle left his lips as he set the bag off to the side in the hallway. Hopefully avoiding Deadpools notice as he made his way to Scott.<br/><br/>Holding out his large blue hand he shook his head, "I suppose my reading of 'The Night Before Christmas' is out of the question this evening. It will not fit." he jested, giving the man a reassuring look. "What is Christmas if not the acceptable chaos of family and friends...and questionable mercenaries?" he asked, "Do not let it get to you." he said, "I seem to have missed most the fun. We can turn the tree around and no one will be any the wiser. There is also the matter of our special gift tonight, I have made sure it is ready for the recipient."<br/><br/>"I believe we are fine Kari, none seem to be injured though I could be mistaken."