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Derek smirked and hugged Xavia back, "maybe in another universe I'm straight. We'll have to see about that, though." Derek kissed the top of her head before pulling away. "That's such a cliche for parents to say," he playfully rolled his eyes, "it must be true, in your case." He added with a smile.

"And yes, I'm starving! I could eat anythin' right now. What did you have in mind?" The other mutant asked with a grin.

Each time Ranger's first came sailing to his face, Derek easily flipped him over his shoulder. There were a couple of times that he messed up, but other than that. Derek had it down packed and decided to that he was ready to being on the other side of the fist throwing.

"Alright, Ranger. I think I'm good now," he huffed, putting his hands on top of his head. Although flipping was fun, doing it to a solid guy like Michael was hard and took a lot of energy from Derek. Beads of sweat had made their way down the side of his face and onto his t-shirt, "I got the catchin' an' flippin' part down." He let his hands fall to his side with a soft "slap".

>> "That’s certainly an idea,” he commented. ”And your gift is very impressive. I’m sure we could test out the limits of your mutation in whichever scenario you like. As I said, the Danger Room can provide any simulation, for precisely this reason.”

Derek nodded his head. He was thankful to have someone like Jorge to help train him. He was also grateful for the Danger Room and all that it contained. The young mutant chewed on his bottom lip in thought. Maybe the next scenario he could try communicating with a couple of dolphins. Maybe a few sea turtles. Maybe a barracuda.

Big Bad Wolf? Oh snap, things were about to get real. Light hard construct real.

Derek turned his attention the sounds that were currently being made by, you guessed it, a wolf. He knew those growls innately and slowly started to crouch down toward the earth. Huh, it even felt like real blades of grass.

Back to focus. Clearing his throat, Derek watched as a beautiful, strong alpha timber wolf came from the shrubbery. It was strong, at least five feet at the shoulder with stormy grey fur and piercing green eyes. Trying to influence the wolf right off the bat would only make the wolf angrier and put both him and Jorge in danger. So instead he'd have to communicate with him.

"I know I stumbled on your territory and I'm sorry about that," Derek kept his voice slow and his eyes to the ground. He could hear the snarling from the wolf, "I ain't your enemy. I'm a friend and I'm submittin' to you..." He took a chance and slowly rolled over onto his back. The wolf slowly advanced forward, sniffing Derek's wiry hair before going to his neck.

The timber wolf sniffed before opening his mouth and placed Derek's neck inside. A bit do pressure was added before he pulled away and started licking it. Derek had approved by the wolf. With a sigh of relief, he slowly sat up and ran his fingers through it's coat. Now that the wolf trusted him, he started to use his powers.

His eyes stared to glow orange and so did the wolf's. Derek turned his head toward Jorge and smiled playfully. With a bark, the wolf ran toward Jorge and jumped on him, licking his face as if he was a house trained Labrador.[/font]

Derek chuckled at Xavia's reaction to Allegra talking. She was a chatter box for sure, but Derek never told her to slow down. He just took in stride like he did most things. Derek waited till the teenager was finished before answering.

"Okay, first, his name is Aleksandr," Derek started with a goofy grin. He always became warm when he thought about that mutant, "but it's nothin' serious so there's nothin' really we can talk about."

"Second, you both can visit next weekend. This weekend me and a certain Scotsmen are goin' out for some guy time." He looked over at Xavia and playfully nudged her.

"Third, thank you. Haven is an amazing' place especially with supermodel, Devon Hadden at the head. Oh, and X-Gene Persuasion is basically a gay bar for mutants. It's where I met Aleksandr."

Derek took a breath, "I'm happy for your dogs bein' here and that you found friends and even that Latin guy you're talkin' about. Never be afraid to go for it. Also, I'm glad you went to a music festival."

"Now, we will all talk about our week, but first, Xavia," he turned his head to look at her, "how was your date with Mierda?"

"Ah, well I'm sure after the sheddin' happens you're left with a fresh, new scales." That was a plus side to being a sex snake man, right? Derek didn't know for sure, but assumed that it was. "But I can see it bein' extremely annoyin'. Thankfully it doesn't happen on a day to day basis."

Derek was nodding his head every so often until Aleksandr told him that he "hunted" for his food. What did that mean? Derek was a little frightened to ask what he meant by that. "...Hunt? As in you actively go out and kill your own food?" He asked hazardously.

"That's true," Derek looked up at Aleksandr and smiled briefly at him. "Maybe doing it for a weekend wouldn't hurt." Derek shrugged his shoulders and looked straight forward again. Spending time with sexy snake man was continuing to be very enjoyable. More so than it just being on a sexual level.

"Oh, yep! I'm a mutant. I can commincate and influence the behavior of animals. Nothin' too flashy or special." Derek shrugged his shoulders coyly and smiled bashfully.

"What's it like there?" Derek blinked a few times, "I honestly don't know. I've never been there before. Hopefully it's comfortable." He was sure that Santurary was one of the safest places for mutants in New York. "You'll be fine, I'm 99.99% sure of it."

Derek looked back over Donahue from the window, "I believe so. If not, we can take a trip to the Mansion. That's Xavier's sister school."He explained. "I started off there, stayed there for a week before moving to a co-op apartment complex. It's an amazing place -- the school." Derek smiled a bit.