<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/3/39328/1148271-dread_and_alive___drew_by_bigjackstudio5.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;"><strong>Name: </strong> Lucas Bishop<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outdoor/Basketball Court<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Plainclothes <br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br/><br/>Not long after being briefed by Storm about the team basketball tournament and parting ways with Idris back in the kitchen dining area, Bishop found himself exploring the campus's outdoor athletic facilities. There was a pool, tennis courts , and of course the eponymous Charles Xavier basketball court,  which he found oddly humorous in hindsight, naming a basketball court after a guy who couldn't walk. Oh, hello irony. <br/><br/>A few others had begun to assemble outside the perimeter of the basketball court. He stretched his limbs allowing oxygen into his deprived joints, sleeping on the hard surface of his cell's futon had sapped a bit of the  vitality in his joints it seemed, allowing himself to  soaking in the moment for a bit longer, he found himself to bench to sit. He watched the scene unfold between Jubilee and another girl he'd never seen before. Bishop began tying his dreadlocks into a manageable ponytail thanks to a rubber band he kept for such physical-based activities. <br/><br/>"So, who's a captain and what size teams are we playing by?"<br/><br/></span></span>