<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://static1.squarespace.com/static/54ed6370e4b0ea1d16082985/t/56bcfc7437013b7f82760315/1425018967163/designed_by_expanded_gallery2.jpg0)<br/><strong>Code Name</strong>: Bishop<br/><strong>Real Name</strong>: Lucus Bishop<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Outside headed to the infirmary<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Monday the 7th of September (2015) - 11:20 Am<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Wanda, open.  Paging Rogue<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Going to the infirmary with lovely blue skinned naked woman.<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>:  <br/><hr/> <br/>"No I didn't.  Makes connecting the dots very difficult.  There is no telling where exactly you could have been during that time."  He said as he also thought about her previous comment.  "No ones docket is thicker than Logan's on any continent."  He smirked as his other more hirsute friend.  He really hadn't gotten the chance to know Wanda, he knew of Walter, he even knew of Alpha Flight and worked with a couple of members of that team, Puck in particular, given the man's more supernatural nature.  He had no idea why he seemed to be the 'other side' magnet but he did what he always did roll with the punches.<br/><br/>"Mine is probably a bit different.  I normally know all of my...pasts but recently most of my pieces have been more deja vu rather than out right knowing.  Maybe someone is wanting me to live this life, this time."  He said as there was no way to get back to the future.  He knew that Kelly's presidency was the main cause but he also knew the Xmen's downfall came from within...not outside.<br/><br/>The monitors continued to work and he  looked at her and still found he didn't want to leave Raven's side which still unnerved him, it was almost scary to the fact that he was watching over her like a lover / husband even the very thought made him chuckle nervously as he grabbed the intercomm.  &lt;&lt;Will Rogue report to the infirmary as soon as possible.&gt;&gt;  He hung up the handset.  He was not sure what she would think, but he and Rogue were close enough that she would recognize his voice.  He wasn't the professor, but his Barry White was unmistakable.<br/><br/>He moved to look at Raven as she laid on the table.  He wondered if she was gone or how long she had been out.  It seemed as if as soon as he had put her down she popped back up as if his arms had been what had been keeping her down and comforted.   He was thinking about what all this meant<br/><br/>He teased getting around the white elephant in the room.  They weren't best buds but they were two displaced individuals that had enough in common to more than get along.<br/><br/>"You know me.  Detective!  I have to pick up on things.  So you have two suitors and both of them are more than interested...obviously.  Which for most is a nice situation to be in.  But the reality my 'Friend' is what do YOU want!  Boys will be boys, but you make the scene and you set the tone."  He said going over to the drawer and pulling out one of several decks of cards.  Probably from Remy's last stint to the infirmary or one of Hank's physicals.<br/> <br/>"She is on the way Raven.  You think you can keep down some water?"  He asked stroking her arm attentively, not sure what that was but he looked into those golden orbs and found himself licking his lips as his eyes ventured to her lips.  'No.'  He could see the attraction, but he was sure it was only one-sided...His!<br/></div>