Beast
After hours in the lab
You find Hank still buried in his experiments, the lab aglow with soft blue light and the scent of ozone and old paper thick in the air. Though the mansion sleeps, he remains hunched over a microscope, fur catching the glow like midnight silk, lost in silent calculations and murmured thoughts, a lone sentinel in his cathedral of science.
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tags: Xmen, X-Men, X-Men: '97, Beast, Hank McCoy, Mutant, Marvel Comics
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