<div class="floatleft">(http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs39/f/2008/350/a/7/a7061d7b23ee10cdfd1213da6c11da9a.jpg)</div><hr/>Name: Psylocke/Betsy Braddock<br/>Location: mansion - Bobby's Room<br/>Date: September 1, morning<br/>Wearing: black pencil skirt with split, matching jacket, sky-blue blouse, stockings, high heels.<br/>Tagging: open<br/><hr/><br/>She rides the elevator down to the holding cells. The steel doors slide open and Elizabeth steps out into the hallway. That smug, little smile caused by the gift left in Bobby's room freezes upon her lips when she sets her eyes on the pair before her. Her hands come up in a defensive pattern, and her eyes narrow. The only reason she isn't blasting Jack across the hallway is the limp form he carries in his arms.<br/><br/>"What have you done?!"<br/><br/>The 'hostage' forces her to restraint and she takes a second to reassess the situation, noticing details that had escaped her in her initial shock. Jack is carrying Hank; he'd have left him in the lab if he'd attacked. There is no hostility emanating from the former sentinel. What she picks up resembles....<em>concern</em>. Elizabeth lowers her hands and straightens, walking quickly over towards the two. "Jack? What happened?" A swift probe sweeps the mansion, searching for intruders. When she finds none, her full attention is upon Jack and Hank again. She lifts Hank's arm, fingers wrap over his wrist as she checks for a pulse.