Code Name: Cyclops<br/>Real Name: Scott Summers<br/>Location: The Danger Room, Xavier mansion<br/>Date/Time: Monday the 7th of September (2015) - 10:00 Am<br/>Tagging: Psylocke (and anyone who wants to train)<br/>Content: Anything goes<br/>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/aa/XMenAvatarCyclops01.jpg)<br/><br/>Cyclops was frustrated. He understood Jean needing time after everything that had happened to her, but that didn’t make her request to “take some time off” any easier on him. After going for a run, he’d pulled his costume on and went to the Danger Room. His plan was to blow off some steam and get in some training. Scott tended to retreat to combat when he was hurting, but, since he insisted on training so often, no one really notice the difference.<br/><br/>The leader of the X-Men (well, one of them, and he was actually glad Storm was shouldering some of that load), went to the control room and then stopped in surprise. The Danger Room was in use. Psylocke was fighting a wild array of opponents. Scott took a rare moment to simply watch her. Usually, if she was fighting, he was in the fray, too, but now he could just study her movements.<br/><br/>Psylocke fought with a casual grace that was impressive to watch. Also, he admitted to himself behind the privacy of mental shields built through years of training, she was gorgeous. Scott had never felt like he understood Psylocke. Sometimes she was the brutal fighter, sometimes a reserved English woman, and others it almost seemed like she was flirting with him, bu he was sure that wasn’t right.<br/><br/>He watched, admiring on several levels. Her obvious beauty and toned body to one side, the tactician in him was impressed with her skill. He nodded approvingly at her series of fighting moves. Psylocke was just plain good. Scott wasn’t sure how long he’d been watching, but it suddenly felt like she was aware of him. He inwardly cringed, keeping his face stoic, wondering what she was about to say.