Nathan Spica and Mimic
Nathan entered the room, his hood down as he walked to the end of the room opposite of the door, then turning to face Mimic. He lifted himself off the ground by about a foot, as he mentally prepared himself for the fight. Taunt, dodge, retreat, attack, repeat. He thought to himself, repeating it like a mantra in his head, loosening his body before dropping himself back to the ground, making eye contact with Mimic, and waiting for him to make a move. Mimic studied the student before him. Nathan seemed to be studying him, and Mimic gave a chuckle. "You think you know what I'm going to do, don't you?" He said, as he darted towards him, beating his wings hard twice, as if to try and buffet Nathan. Mimic would throw a right punch at Nathan.
The punch landed, or it would have, had Nathan not allowed it to simply phase through him. As Mimic's body kept moving, expecting to had made contact, Nathan placed his hands on Mimic's chest, and shoved him with enough force to stop a car on a freeway, speaking calmly as his arms moved.
"No, but I've got an Idea."
Mimic had yet to display any enhanced physical properties aside from his wings, so Nathan was playing it safe for the time being. It was a bit ironic perhaps, that a student was testing the physical abilities of a teacher. While Mimic had proven to be fast, and his teleportation in collaboration with his vines was lethal, what did he have against someone who can only be touched when they allow it? His teleportation would be just short of useless, given Nathan's drastically enhanced speed, and even if the vines could ensnare him without phasing through his body, Nathan was too strong to be trapped for more than a moment. Mimic better have a few more tricks up his sleeve, or this would quickly turn into a game of seeing who was faster. The moment Nathan touched Mimic, Mimic stepped back, chuckling again. Before he could shove him away, Nathan would find that Mimic had copied his ability. "Have you not been watching? I mimic powers" rather then use either teleportation technique he could copy, Mimic instead stepped completely away from Nathan, "Anyone's powers, so long as they are in a certain radius" He added, "i Wonder, what will happen when neither of us can be touched?"
Mildly amused at the situation, Mimic watched to see if Nathan would try something, pondering what he could actually do.
it seems to be physical abilities. Of course, non-physical might also be stopped, but... There were a few non-physical abilities Mimic could copy. Empathy, for one. he retained his own telekentic powers, from his time with Xavier, but he didn't wish to use such tactics. There was also the illusionary abilities he had used on Kyle, earlier. There were many options, but Mimic waited to see what Nathan would do.
[color=#8B4513] "I recall you mentioning that a Villian wouldn't stop to chat. Given your infamous history, I'm sure you can state that from the first perception? How many of your student's know how you started off? Blackmailing your way into the X-men, Fighting every one of them that did so much as look at you the wrong way."
Standing straight, Nathan continued to speak, his fists clenching a bit as he did so.
"The only difference between you and every other strong-arming scum on the street is that you can take 'Simon Says' a bit further."
His hands loosened, looking directly into Mimic's eyes as his entire posture relaxed
"So, Pill-Boy. What does Simon Say?"
As the words fell from Nathan's mouth, he launched forward at an incredible speed, the carpet under his feet tearing from the force of his movement. He knew his own abilities, he knew his strengths and weaknesses, and he knew that a still target was the easiest to hit. With Mimic now being impossible to touch, Nathan was on Defense and the only way he'd be able to gain foothold was if Mimic became too distracted to retain his ability. All he could do was keep moving, and wait for Mimic to decide the fight was over. He couldn't win, so the most he could hope for was a draw.
Mimic decided this battle was at an end. He slid into the shadows, rather then give Nathan a chance to do anything. From everywhere, his voice seemed to echo.
"We all do things when we are young that we regret later in life" Mimic said, with such simplicity it was clear he had thought on the things he had done quite a bit. "My students are well aware of my history. I do not keep it hidden" He said, "And signing the treaty, we put that all behind us, and instead look to the future generations. If you are not happy with having someone like me as a teacher, you are welcome to leave. I won't force students to stay in my class, if they find me incompetant and unworthy. You know where the door is-"
He didn't get to finish what he was saying, as a voice, laughing almost mechanically, came over the schools speakers.
"I know, My mother didn't like telling me about her past, but since coming here over learned a bit. But I think she mentioned your dad once or twice" Kalinda said, soon falling silent as he asked about her father.
"My parents aren't married. To be honest I know nothing about my father. He's nothing more then a genetic donation to me. As far as I know, he's human. Could even have just been a one night stand. It doesn't bother me. My mum was all I needed" she said, giving a shrug.
Perhaps she would have said more, had the laughter not occurred over the speakers. Looking up, Kalinda frowned. "That doesn't seem normal"
"Kijani" drawing his arms around her, Connor held Kijani close. even after everything, it still felt like a lifetime since they had last been together. He smiled, "I missed you"
For a brief moment, everything seemed great. What could be better then this? And then be laughter happened and even before he could register what had happened, Ignot was already working with the schools security to shut it down. "Seems like a normal day at the academy, huh?"
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