<div class="floatleft">(http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20110427003602/marveldatabase/images/2/25/Elizabeth_Braddock_(Earth-TRN039)_from_New_Exiles_Vol_1_11_page_05.jpg)</div><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong> Psylocke/Betsy Braddock.<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Dining Room of the Jean Grey Institute. <br/><strong>Tags:</strong> Bishop (telepathically) Myth, Mercury, Flame and Nightcrawler.    <br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/>Betsey listened to what Lucas Bishop had to say. He seemed very adamant that he was here to help. That he was not the Bishop that had betrayed the team and shot Charles Xaiver a couple of years ago. The purple haired telepath nodded and just simply said. *Ok.*<br/>She then got up and took her plate with her but continued talking to Bishop with her telepathy.<br/><br/>*You want a home, well this school can be that....but we will eventually need to talk about youre world and what happened there.<br/>We want to trust you and we will, but you cant blame us for been a littel sceptical given what happened with the other Bishop.<br/>If you want to fit in, if you want to be a part of this team then I suggest you come back and start getting to know the new additions to the school. Myth, Flame and Astraflare. All of them are on their way to been the next gen of X-men. You may end up in the trenches with them sooner rather then later. Ore Nightcralwer, get youre butt back in here and start connecting with them. Kurt is in the same position as you, he is a X-man from another dimension and is trying to build a life for himself here....you two have so much in common. But cutting yourself off and not even making a effort is a sure fire way to make people suspicious of youre intentions.*<br/><br/>She passed him in the kitchen and put her plate in the sink. Wasn't her turn for washing up tonight.<br/>*This school is about building bridges, so go...do that. I am going to go check on how Beast is doing.* She patted him on the shoulder and spun on her heel and headed down to the sub-basement.<br/><br/>