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"It seems like I am...Svetlana. Hi. Sorry, no handshakes, I boost mutant powers. I am also your portable battery for the day. Derek, right?"

Derek was happy when Sveta confirmed that she was, in fact, his partner. That only made the atmosphere become way more relaxed. A bright smile came across the darker skinned mutant's face when he heard her accent. It reminded him of Aleksandr. Did she know Aleksandr? He didn't think so. Just because they were probably from the same place didn't mean that they knew of each other. Plus, New York City was a big place.

"Oh, gotcha. Well, I'm sendin' you a mental hug right now." He teased with a kind smile, "and that's a cool power," Derek added, "nice to meet you, Svetlana. I'm Derek as you guessed. Did Devon brief you on what we were doin' today?" He assumed that the weather-mancer did. As far as Derek knew, this was a simple scouting mission to check out the rift that had formed between this universe and the other.

“You’re right, I do need to take some time off...I’ve been too busy to consider it. But staying in to eat sounds a little...Boring."

If there was one thing that Derek knew about himself it was that he had the tendency to be boring. It wasn't something that he did on purpose, something it just...happened. Maybe with Devon, he would be introduced to more fun things. Derek knew that it sounded boring, but at least he offered something? "Yeah, you're right about that." He then started to pack up the picnic basket so that food wouldn't spoil. That would definitely serve as dinner for the next couple of days until he got paid. The food wasn't cheap, especially in New York City.

“Maybe a real vacation. Dancing and beaches and boating and running through the woods naked...Now there’s a way to calm an urge, eh?”

"That actually sounds fun. The last part about running through the woods naked would be very sensual and convivial." Derek smirked and thought about the subject more. "Just...picking blueberries off of wild bushes and feeding them to each other while..." Derek shook his head. No guttering on the first date; that was one of his rules. The second date though was up for grabs. "Anyway, I could totally go for some outdoor adventure." Derek sniffed and took a sip of his water. His eyes glanced at Devon's for a while before they flickered up at his soft lips. Oh, those lips. Derek planned on feeling those lips on his, but in time and when Devon presented the opportunity for him to do so. Until then...

The dark-skinned mutant moved the basket off to the side and scooted a bit closer to Devon, but not too close. He still had to keep a reasonable distance. 

@mercury


After meeting with Mercury, Derek went on the internet to see what he could find out about him. After doing some light research, the twenty-year-old mutant discovered that the man that he'd been talking to was famous! Derek couldn't believe it How was he attracting all of these successful, gorgeous men?! Honestly, Derek didn't know, but at some point, he was sure that he was going to find out. Before his date with Mercury which was in a couple of hours, Derek made sure to get himself freshen up, he scrubbed his ebony body with cedarwood scented body wash, brushed his teeth, washed his face, and lotioned himself down with cocoa butter lotion for the second time that day. Deciding to put on the clothes he bought that day, put on a fresh green polo shirt, khakis, black dress shoes, and a black blazer one. 

When Mercury sent him the text message of where his location was, Derek ordered the town car at the bottom of the Honeycomb Co-Op. He jogged down the stairs, nearly taking poor Jude (Jude) down with him. "Sorry, sorry!" God, he would have to make up for that later. 


Derek finally made it down to the ground floor and told the driver where to go. However, before he went to the hotel, he went to a nearby florist and bought five bound lavender stems. After that, he got back in and headed to the Hotel. 

God, it was fancy. He slowly got out with the bundle of lavender and called Mercury, 

"...Hey, I'm outside. This is a very nice hotel..." Derek said with awe in his voice.

>> "Derek, does your adoptive mother have a preferred name?"

"...Niimi." Derek nodded in answer. "That sounds very interesting, Niimi. Nice name." Derek chuckled a bit before turning his attention back over his shoulder to Richard. "The more you know, huh?"

>> "Well come on then, there is a pub just around the corner."

The twenty-year-old had never been to a pub before. How was it different than a bar? Derek didn't know the answers to his questions, but he was sure that Richard did. The Meese started to move toward the street. After they made it there, he waved along with Richard to Niimi and turned his attention to the pub that was in front of them.

After being led to their table, Derek sat down and ordered a simple Pepsi. "Hm? Oh, uh, it started happenin' when I was sixteen. Animals just...love me and listen to what I have to say. I have to admit that it's pretty much history," he ate one of his onion rings, "what about you? When did you start realizin' that you were special."

He couldn't deny that walking with Khalil was soothing. He especially liked the way he slung onto his muscular bicep for warmth.

>> “Does this club seem like it’s your speed, Primal?”

Primal snorted and studied the inside of the bar. it was very nice inside and certainly "up to speed". "It'll do." He snorted and was about to walk in with Khalil when they were stopped.

"Dogs? These aren't..." Primal rolled his eyes and looked down at Shaka and Oya. He nodded his head to the pair of hyenas and watched they ran off to go into the thicket of Central Park. "There, problem solved." Primal then pushed passed the bouncer and walked fully inside of the bar. He looked up at Kahlil and smirked before looking for a place to sit. "So, where shall we sit, Baby Boy? In the corner, so I can sneak kisses or out in the open where I can behave myself?"

Derek excitedly kicked off his slides and made his way over to Aleksandr. He turned over on his back and sat with the back of his head against the wall. The twenty-year-old then moved one of his hands just above Aleksandr's belly button. He doubted that it was too much for the serpent mutant, but he had to ask and make sure that he was comfortable with how he was touching him.

"This cool?" Derek asked in a soft voice. He managed to move closer to Aleksandr. He had to admit that he was warm to the touch. Derek liked that. "I mean, I can move over a bit if you want me to. I have a feelin' that it's okay, but I just wanted to double check. You can never be too sure." He chuckled a bit and slowly moved his thumb against Aleksandr's skin.

>> "Just try to remember that at the end of the day, Devons just another person, with all the same motivations as anyone else. His are just wrapped up in particularly pretty packaging."

Derek snorted when Artair said those words. "Merida, Devon isn't just 'another person'. He has more in common with Gill Bates than he does with...with...me!" He sold himself short even when someone told him that he was good enough. With a huff, Derek stole an illegal sip from Artair's drink before putting it down. He doubts anyone saw him or cared, but Derek could never be too sure.

>> "I could do with a barbecue chicken burger, been a while since I've had one. Oh do they do calamari rings here as well?"

The twenty-year-old thought for a few seconds, "Huh...well, I hear there's this amazin' seafood bar on 856 and 9th Avenue. Do you wanna take the town car there?" That would be the perfect opportunity to do a little bar hopping with his best lad, "and I think they sell what you're lookin' for." Also Derek could go for some oysters right about now.