<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/QAAZ4wZ.jpg)</div><strong>Code Name</strong>: Colossus<br/><strong>Real Name</strong>: Piotr Rasputin<br/><strong>Location</strong>: The Xavier School, Storm's Office<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: September the 24th  - 10:00 Am<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Storm<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Anything goes/Mission Briefing<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Currently wearing a white button up dress shirt smudged with charcoal dust over a gray undershirt. The charcoal stains are less apparent on his black khaki pants or the worn black running shoes below.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Piotr placed his hand gently over Ororo's in gratitude as she touched his shoulder and discussed the possibility of having the Fantastic Four watch over the students in the absence of most of the X-Men. With a small smile and an easily detectable expression of relief, the giant of a man looked up from his student's drawings at his old friend, his voice soaked in gratitude as he said, “I would feel much better having Miss Richards and her family watch over the young ones while we are gone, and you must never feel bad for asking me for help Ororo.” Squeezing her hand ever so slightly in reassurance, Piotr turned his attention to Bobby entering the room at the same time as Ororo's departure.<br/><br/>Colossus couldn't help but grimace slightly at the mention of Warren's horrific corruption at the hands of Apocalypse, especially so soon after expressing his own concerns with his sisters presence in the upcoming mission. Reminding himself to trust in Ororo's judgment, Piotr sighed heavily in response to Bobby's question regarding his feelings as set his stack of student drawings on her desk. “I would be a liar if I said I was anything but terrified Bobby,” he answered truthfully as he propped his left elbow on the pile of papers and set his chin atop his knuckle. While he would usually attempt to dull the reality of his feelings towards their mission with his comrades in order to inspire confidence, he knew there was little point in masking his feelings with Bobby. The two had known each other long enough to where any attempted subterfuge would be instantly spotted.<br/><br/>Turning his head head upward to better take in his long time friend and ally, Piotr continued, “More for everyone else on the mission than myself, the idea that anyone could be turned against us...” Once again pushing thoughts of his sister out of his mind, the large man let out an apologetic bark of a laugh before saying with a hint of the reassuring redirection he avoided earlier, “My apologies for setting a dour mood Bobby, I know my worries aren't helping anyone, let us talk of happier things!” Attempting to lighten the atmosphere and redirect his mind from the inevitable conflict, he asked with sincere curiosity and a note of protective inquisitiveness, “How are things with that man you were seeing? Sorry, I forget his name. Is he still treating you well?” When Bobby had revealed his sexual orientation to Piotr only a short time ago, he had found a supportive friend who was ecstatic that one of his closest friends no longer found the need to hide who they were. That being said, there had been a few awkward occasions where the well meaning bear of a man had misinterpreted Bobby's relationships with other men, and Piotr was quick to clarify somewhat bashfully, “Unless I have been reading the too much into your relationship.”