<br/><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 late morning<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Sports shorts, sleeveless sweatshirt and sneakers<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Bobby and Jack<br/><hr/>Hank watched as Betsy left the room. Even though she was more of a sister to him he still couldn't help but watch her leave. He was a man after all. "Have fun."  He exclaimed as the door shut behind her. Turning to Robert,"I hope she wasn't leaving on my account."  he shrugged. " Anyway Robert what are your impressions of Mr. Cordero here? Elizabeth probably had her eyes closed during the session I imagine. Did you see anything that concerned you?"  Hank wished he had been invited to the contact attempt but he fully understood that too many minds in a confined space can be distracting and in extreme cases, dangerous. Remembering the microphone he reached behind him and flipped it off.<br/>"Oh and before I forget Ororo had asked that the two us help organise a basketball game upstairs. Lucky i ran into you here actually. I believe that Jubilation and Ms. Kincad were gathering the troops to participate. You know, a good team building exercise like Char.....like we use to do." Hank tried his best not to mention Charles and the mental slip was not something he would have done under normal circumstances.<br/><br/><br/><br/>