[u]Henry[/u]

"Cant dock a man for trying." Henry said, grinning at Theresa, and crossing his arms. "Looking good Aislin. Now you just need to customize it some." Seconds after their little talk Henry lurched forward when someone jumped on his back. Normally he wouldn't be phased at all from someone Victoria's size jumping on him, but she had caught him by surprise. That was never a good idea for an animal meta human. You were likely to get injured. Henry almost immediately after feeling Victoria's body latch on to his, wheeled around, his elbow swiping and quite nearly taking her head off. His tail unraveled from it's half chameleon pose and arched up his back, wrapping around Victoria's body like a coiled snake and ripping her off of him. He nearly slammed the offender with his tail, which probably would've broken her spine, but he stopped himself as he turned around to look at the one who had jumped him. He immediately set her down. "Jesus Christ Vicky! I could've killed you, you scared the piss out of me!" He said, his tail retracting back to it's half chameleon position and his hand reaching up and resting on top of his skull. He adjusted the thin sheet of mesh back to it's original position. He realized what he had said and done, and knew he would have to make amends. "Sorry, and I didn't literally piss myself. Just making that clear."

He looked around to see who was watching, and saw Valjean was being judgmental, per the usual. Henry looked over to his rival, and pretend to cast a fishing rod, then reeled it in. As he reeled the fake fishing rod with one hand, the middle finger on his other rose up higher and higher until it was fully extended. He looked at it surprised, and attempted to push it down. When it wouldn't go down, he shrugged his shoulders and waved it to the desert scorpion, and then went back to speaking with his friends. He grinned at what Theresa said, about him. "Who, me? Biting? Well I never!" he said, his teeth to detract to their full length, and his second set of jaws to snapping inside his throat. It was an ominous sound, and definitely not one you'd want to hear in a dark alley. "How in the world could you not want to power train!" Henry interjected. He knew full well that Theresa disliked it, and he respected that. Hopefully she'd know he was just giving her a hard time. "I've been here for over a decade and am STILL learning new abilities!" he said, [i]accidentally[/i] leaving out the discovery of his ability to gender shift and that kind of fun stuff. He would normally say that he hard learned about six abilities linked to his dick alone when talking to other males, but he was with a FEMALE audience and that probably wouldn't go over well with them.

[u]Matthew[/u]

"Don't worry babe. I dont disappoint." Matthew said, crossing his arms across his chest. In reality disappointing her was one of his biggest fears. Not necessarily because it was her, and more because it was one of his mental triggers from what had... happened to him in the past. He could still see the look on his sister's face when she saw him on the wrong side of the battlefield. He thought back to his conversation with Peter earlier that day. Did he deserved to carry her name and claim it as his own? He was brought back to reality when a new girl came over and began speaking. He wanted to say something about him getting all of the bitches, but decided it was best not to as Amanda began to warm into a metal form and he realized she would probably rip his dick off if he did. Or she could be up for it. But it was definitely a risky situation. Get dick ripped off... or get double laid. Get dick ripped off... or get double laid...

Nikki left a few seconds after that, and returned about ten minutes later wearing her suite. Matt was trying to list off the different elements that were now making Amanda up. He was doing okay, but eventually got stuck on her breasts for one reason or another. After a solid minute of staring at them in some faze between turned on and confused, he realized what he was doing and quickly made it a point of why he wouldn't disappoint Amanda. He lifted his arms up, and then threw them down. As they did so, it became very obvious why he had been avoiding fights. His thighs enlarged underneath his looser leggings. Underneath them his legs had actually split up into tendrils that created an almost root like system, reming the ball and socket joint that used to be what his legs were, granting him supreme and inhuman flexibility. His arms on the other hand warped into deep black and red tendrils. On arm, his left, creating a gargantuan, probably six foot or more long blade that began at his forearm and extended down from there, and going up behind his elbow, the back end of the blade sticking up over his shoulder. His arm had another root like system extending into the blade, which was mainly black, but had a silvery and metallic substance around bladed, serrated, and spiky edges of it. His right arm was a different story. His hand had warped from five to four fingers, and just like the other limb, his arm was black and red. However, instead of extending into a single huge blade, his hand had become large and fearsome claws. Each of his four fingers becoming a metallic and serrated blade about a foot long. He flexed the biological blades as if they were fingers, showing he still retained flexibility over them.

"It's been a while since I've gotten to do anything combative." He said. He looked forward to 'drawing a line in the sand'. It was his signature thing. Use his blade arm and scrape it across the ground in front of him, which led to sparks flying and a very nice looking etch in the surface he had scraped his blade on. Then he would say something along the lines of 'You cross that line, I cut off your leg.' "As soon as Adam gives us the go. Hopefully we'll be on the same team, love." He said, winking to Amanda. By this time Nikki had returned. It must be weird for her to return to Amanda suddenly having her armor on and being made of metal, and him being a living and breathing weapon. "Speaking of teams, Amanda, after training I'd like your help with something. Power related, if you don't mind." He said, warping his huge bladed left arm into a mirror of his right, as the blade was huge and bulky, and his claws were easier to move around. He also didn't want to hurt someone on accident... at least he didn't want to hurt someone yet. He hummed in though at what Nikki and said, and decided to carefully word his response so Amanda wouldn't hurt him. "Hey Nikki, if it makes you feel any better, at least you're only getting eyes some of the time. Henry would be constantly getting stares. Even for a meta human he's pretty drastic."