[u]Matthew[/u]

Matt fell silent at the whole explanation phase, and let the girls talk. He chose to not say anything on the subject of Nikki's breasts. That would be... strange... to say in the least. "I think we can customize them. Adam said we could, and I'm fairly certain Dr. Olin would've gotten in trouble by now for his armor. He went to work on that shit." he said, pointing to the huge reptilian man a little ways away, who had the impressive armor with the skeletal pattern etched into it. "Hate to know how long that took to perfect." he said to himself, before listening back in on the conversation. Matt signed at Amanda's antics. "I... did say so." He said, smirking to himself. Why didn't he ask? Well, he did, didn't he? He needed teachers and asking Amanda for private lessons was a way to go about it. Although in hindsight it probably wasn't the best strategy since Amanda probably thought they were gonna bang. Not that she would be wrong, although, maybe later.

"Amanda, one question," he said, his brow furrowed. "You said someone has to hit you with the powers? I mean, if we can figure out a way to hit you with omnikinesis without you absorbing whatever power it's taking the form of, by all means. But I really don't want to become a meta human Chris Brown and hit my girlfriend." He said. He was legitimately confused about what exactly she would do, but if she had an idea he would happily hear it. "Of course, I'll give you any power you ask for if I know it, but I don't know much at the moment." he said, scratching the back of his head. "But we can do something about that." he said, smiling to his girlfriend. "And to answer your question, Nikki, my creator is a mid teenage male and my girlfriend is hot. Sex is a thing." he said, shrugging, not looking back at the explosion that was the 4th wall being blown to smithereens for the second time this act. "I hope Adam starts the training soon."

[u]Henry[/u]

Henry signed. He had a love-hate relationship with Victoria. He loved her because well, he had a huge crush on her and she was a pretty amazing person. He hated her because she was a constant reminder of what he couldn't have. He would have asker her out by now, reptilian powers be damned, but he knew he was dangerous to be around, let alone date. What had just happened was a testament to this. All it would take would be one time he didn't check who jumped him, and he would turn someone to mush. If he would be the cause of his significant other's death, he wouldn't be able to deal with himself and would probably test just how powerful his ability to regenerate was. Reptiles also had a tendency for love biting, and he knew for a fact that wouldn't end well. He might have bedded that one girl in a party a year ago, but she was drunk off her ass, and if he lost control for one single second his teeth probably would've detracted and he knew for a fact that would have killed her. His claws were dangerous, he had a sickle claw on his foot that would make the Velociraptors from Jurassic Park jealous, and was just... overall a hassle to live with because he was a special snowflake.

He always wore a smile on his face, but he knew full well he probably would never be able to exist fully outside of the academy without being called a freak or being looked at strangely. He knew he was different, even by the standards of the school. Outside of the safety of the schools of the gifted, he probably would not thrive as anything more and an urban legend, and if he hadn't had the upbringing that he had with such loving and accepting parents, he knew he would most likely have lost all the sentience he had within the first few years, and would most likely be living in the forest, or somewhere in a remote part of the world where he would put himself so that he wouldn't risk hurting anyone. He had gone off the deep end once in his time here, when he had been flat out scared, and his first question had been if he had hurt anyone. He couldn't loose access to the only safe haven he had left on this earth. Not from loosing his cool just once. Everyone had been okay, a little shaken up, but okay. He shook himself from his thoughts after Theresa spoke to him. "Please, after the firm embarrassment I gave him yesterday, I doubt he has the balls for that." He said. "And to answer your question, yes. My tail has fallen off about six times and I lost half of my leg in... the incident a few years ago. Vera accelerate the healing enough to where I could get everyone out, but yes, I have. And I have absolutely nothing to show for it." He said, a brilliant smile coming across his face. [url=http://www.lizardtypes.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/03/chameleon-picture2-685x513.jpg]His color under his armor shifted from it's usual green to bright red with some yellows, oranges, blues, and greens mixed in, along with a stripe- pattern mixed in[/url]. The color remained for a few moments before his color returned, being sleek black with red scaled on his underbelly, like a Australian Red Bellied Black snake's to match his armor. This was his battle color. And everyone who had seen him in the past knew it.

"I'm about ready to rumble."