<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/DiwGVvV.jpg)</div><strong>Code Name:</strong>Beast<br/><strong>Character Name:</strong>Henry 'Hank' McCoy<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Tuesday, September 7, 2019<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Blackbird<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pictured<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Rogue, Gambit, Mystique, Bishop, Sasquatch and Psylocke<br/><br/><br/>As Gambit came up after one more thief remark, Hank smiled and looked up sideways at the Cajun man. "I know you trust Raven as much as you trust a corrupt politician, but at least keep your eyes on her for anything suspicious... without antagonizing, please." His golden cat like eyes gazed out to the open sky. "Trust me, I have my personal reservations, but Charles is counting on us. That said." He took his right hand off the control stick as he had his left hand on it, reached into one on his pockets on his chest and pulled out a small, iphone looking device and then tossed it up at Remy. "Since we are going into the savage lands, I want you to keep an eye on that. It will let us know if something wrong with the Blackbird... like theft. I'd rather you have a professional on the job." He then looked back up at the man with a feline smirk on his face. "If anything, play a bit nice for Rogue. I am sure that'll make her happy." He said teasing him a bit, but keeping it light hearted.<br/><br/>It was then Elizabeth came back and sat down in the pilots seat to eat. He glanced at her and could tell she was not happy about Creed either. All the same... "Worry ruins beauty, Elizabeth. Remy hides in the shadows and I have too much fur to even notice anymore. So, leave that to us." He said smiling as he gazed out onto the clouds once more. Trying to lighten up the atmosphere with some bad humor and/or flattery.