<div class="floatleft">(http://www.geeksofdoom.com/GoD/img/2014/02/x-men-days-of-future-past-iceman.jpg)</div>Name: Bobby Drake<br/>Location: Kitchen<br/>Wearing: Picture<br/>Tags: Gambit, Jubilee, Nocturne, Traitor, Flame, Myth, Nuo, Idris, Storm<br/><br/>Bobby accepted the offered sandwich with a smile, putting the plate down in front of him and picking up the sandwich to begin eating. Gambit came into the room around this point, and Iceman politely returned his nod of greeting after the Cajun Thief greeted Storm in his usual fashion. The two of them had been around for awhile, but they weren't exactly busom buddies or anything. He respected Gambit's abilities though, and even if Bobby had never truly decided if he could trust the man or not, the fellow Mutant had pulled the X-men's bacon out of the fire a time or two in the past.<br/><br/>Chowing down on his sandwich, Bobby listened attentively as Ororo asked for their opinions on Laura, also known as X-23, the female clone of Wolverine. Bobby hadn't been there, but on a recent mission the X-men had saved her from a pretty nasty situation, and she of course, was having trouble getting over it. Gambit suggested that if she were to continue to be a problem, she should be removed, and Bobby leaned back in his chair. "I don't know. We're supposed to help our fellow Mutants in any way we can, if we kicked out everyone who didn't want to be part of the group hugs, Wolverine would have been out the door years ago." Bobby pointed out as he took another bite of his sandwich. He strongly believed that Prof. X wouldn't give up on anyone, no matter what, and in his memory, Iceman strived to do the same.<br/><br/>Ororo asked that if they were given the chance, both Gambit and Iceman try to talk to X-23 to try and help her, and Bobby rubbed the back of his head. "Well, I'll try." he said with a slow nod. He wasn't sure anything he could say would have much of an effect if Wolverine couldn't reach her, but he'd do what he could.<br/><br/>After that, they found themselves joined by two more, and Bobby was surprised in particular as a blue furred woman dropped off the ceiling into the chair next to him. "Gah!" he exclaimed, his own chair, having been leaned onto it's back legs, toppling over and dropping him onto the ground. "Ow..." Storm asked if Bobby had met either this girl, or the wild looking man who entered after her, and he shook his head as he got up. "N-no...I don't think I've had the pleasure..." he said as he rubbed his sore posterior. "But we have now. Hi, I'm Robert Drake, but my friends call me Bobby."<br/><br/>Recovering from the slight embarrassment he felt, he grinned friendly. "How's it going?"