<div class="floatleft">(http://i814.photobucket.com/albums/zz66/BlueHankster/Beast/739627-beast.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Beast/Hank McCoy<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Holding Cells<br/><strong>Date:</strong>Sept. 1<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jack, Bobby, Betsy<br/><hr/><br/>Hank made his way out of his lab area and down the hallway to the holding cells. He didn't like the idea of having holding cells but even he had to admit that they were a necessary evil. He could hear some of the new team hopefuls around the bend and remembered his own days as a fresh faced recruit. "Ah simpler times" He mused. Arriving at the security door he entered his code and completed the eye scan to enter.<br/><br/>The small scanning room finished and he continued on into the cell block proper. He could see that Betsy was finished as she made a few notes and was discussing it over with Robert<em>.*odd that he would be here*</em>but then again he was as good a guardsman as any other standing member on the teams. "Hello you two. I understand theres been a development with Mr. Cordero. Excellent. I have been running a few more design test on the situation and believe I've found a permanent solution to the technical aspects. Elizabeth you still feel that Mr. Cordero isn't hiding anything or planning to be a danger in of himself, yes?"<br/>He turned and clicked the microphone on to the cell. " Good morning Mr. Cordero, I understand you are feeling ...more yourself this day. This is good it would seem your possibly returning to your standard settings."  Leaving the mic on and turning toward Betsy and Bobby. " I have had a low level intrusion program running on Mr. Cordero since shortly after he arrived. The settings seem to have cascaded to a break point allowing him to reclaim some of his own autonomy. As such I can now proceed more vigorously without fear of a security backlash override." turning his head toward the mic "Doesn't that sound promising?"