<div class="floatleft">(https://static1.squarespace.com/static/54ed6370e4b0ea1d16082985/t/56bcfc7437013b7f82760315/1425018967163/designed_by_expanded_gallery2.jpg0)<br/><strong>Code Name</strong>: Bishop<br/><strong>Real Name</strong>: Lucas Bishop<br/><strong>Location</strong>: <div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Study Room</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2012/165/4/1/study_room_01_by_bahergh-d53gcum.jpg)</div></div><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Monday the 7th of September (2015) -  12:20Am<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Raven, Rogue<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Long lost love - Kidding right?!?,  Mom vs. Daughter<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>:  Shown<br/><hr/> <br/> He felt a slight shiver…was it a tremble of nervousness…fear of rejection?  He swallowed not hard but he noticed it, they had been close…very close…the hand, the tension, as if his touch, his opinion, his apprehension mattered…to her?!?  He didn’t wonder their past, he wondered how he got so lucky.  He knew of people in this era and knew mutants were more hated than black people, which was a lot given the history.  Still recognized some of her tension, some of her apprehension but what seemed to be between them, did she really fear his rejection of her?  That is what he wanted answers too now.<br/> <br/> He did his best not to smile, it wasn’t that Raven Mystique Darkholme wasn’t manipulative…he knew that she was, cunning…too a fault, deadly…few peers…what struck him was that this lovely woman was probably in love with him…he couldn’t help but to be overwhelmed with the knowledge and in truth wanted to do something about it.<br/><br/>He looked at Rogue realizing both of these changes  might very well be a bit much for her but with both of them being her, there was perhaps a chance that they could truly rebuild.  He wanted them to have a better relationship for some reason…something told him…they would need it!  He couldn’t put his finger on it but it was something far deeper than this moment.<br/><br/>He feels the strength in her hand and it is a grip that comes close to his own, not fighting for dominance but pulling the energy to speak to another love.  Now as she lets go, even Bishop can’t help but smile through the words that she tell Marie.<br/><br/>He listens attentively and if she is being manipulative…he can only hope to be able to manipulate his children just as well some day.  As the words seem very true and heart felt.  It seems like something Rogue needed to hear…not that he hadn’t set them to her, or that she hadn’t heard them from another…but hearing them from one’s parent is just…supreme if not magical!!  He watched the hug and display of affection, only to see the kiss of her cheek.  It is but a fraction of time but the effects are clearly apparent.  As she staggers back, he easily catches her, wrapping his arm around her, easily knowing where to place his arm for comfort and support as if they had been lovers for a long while…instead of just today.<br/><br/>“Do you need me to carry you again or do you wish to walk?”  He asked open for either but as he looked at her, he would take care of her but he wasn’t sure how much rest she was going to get right now.<br/></div>