<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ed/XMenAvatarBanshee01.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Code Name</strong>: Banshee<br/><strong>Real Name</strong>: Sean Cassidy<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Pool<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Monday the 7th of September (2015) - 11:00 Am<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Gambit, Rogue<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Anything goes<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Jeans and a t-shirt<br/><hr/><br/><br/>It had been a while since Sean had walked around the mansion.  He'd been here many times, of course, and he doubted that the layout of common rooms and such had changed significantly over the past however many years it had been since he'd last properly lived here, but he had forgotten many details of the mansion, and more recent visits had been limited to only those rooms necessary to contributing as an X-Man.<br/><br/>Sean was trying to do better this time.  Rather than just reside at Xavier's, he'd committed to making an honest attempt at living here.  The first step, in his mind, was to get reacquainted with the place.  Obviously, Sean was well-versed in the Danger Room, War Room, and many other work-focused areas, but aside from his room and the kitchen, he'd not really spent any time in the more recreational areas.  Some of that was due to work ethic, but much more had to do with self-consciousness and awkwardness.  So many of the X-Men were strangers now, joined while he was on his forced hiatus.  He'd hoped to encounter more of his former "students," but it seemed they'd all joined other organizations.<br/><br/>So now he was trying to be more of a presence, and since it seemed a nice day, he'd started walking around outside, a path that had soon brought him to the pool and a somewhat uncomfortable sight.  He couldn't say an unpleasant sight, as Rogue in a small bikini made any situation at least a bit pleasant to see, but seeing Gambit sitting next to her with the two of them locking eyes did quite a bit to ruin the sight.  He kind of wanted to turn away and leave them to their business, but was too worried of being seen sneaking away.  Pride was a pain in that regard.<strong>"Afternoon,"</strong>he said, offering a slight wave.