<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>: <div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Study Room</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2012/165/4/1/study_room_01_by_bahergh-d53gcum.jpg)</div></div><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Monday the 7th of September (2015) -  12:20Am<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Raven:<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Long lost love<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>:  <br/><hr/><br/><br/>Honestly, Bishop had no idea what to expect, he knew Raven to be headstrong and some part of him believe her to be immortal...something was just sticking out as if he had known her for a very long time.  She looked at him with a bit more than recognition and he looked at her feeling more than just curiosity, some familiarity, not enough to not be able to put his finger on it.  The soft shake is also strangely familiar not submissive so much as accepting.  She accepted his request and even some of his demand, he wanted answers, he needed them.<br/><br/>"OK!?"  He said hiding some of his surprised in his relaxed demeanor.  He moved his other hand to her left him and escorted her to a study room off to the side.  Within were a couple of desks at opposite angles several chairs, shelves of books that would be a typical Xavier study room considering Charles fondness for learning.  He escorted her inside as he found himself locking the door, not that he expected her to leave abruptly but this seemed to be something that they needed to has out as he wasn't found of mysteries that had to do with his missing memories.  He completely understood Wanda's own turmoil and knew he may very well have to help her with her own missing puzzle pieces as well.  But mayhap if Raven could fill in his holes, he could help her with her Rogue problems.<br/><br/>Once they were inside he looked at her as she seemed to look at him as if there was something more akin to familiarity, her moon yellow eyes seemed to be looking at him as if...'He' filled them.  He was nothing if not trying to be direct with her, but he beat down the desire of his own that he felt and still felt for the woman as he stood before her and asked.... "Who are you Raven?  And don't do the whole assassin/spy thing with me!  I mean talk to me...please.  Who are you...to me?!?"  He never saw himself asking this woman this particular question and yet he felt a bit too much connection from or with her for it to be some passing thing.<br/>  <br/> <br/></div>