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Her reaction to being pinned amused him. Mind you it resulted in him being kicked twice but still amusing. Apparently guys weren't her thing. Not that he'd been particularly interested. Cute she was but girls had been nothing but trouble for him of late anyway. Mind you he hadn't seen Tasean since that night either. Bleh, relationships were complicated. Once she'd rolled him and he was one the defensive he managed a chuckle or two while trying to once again pin her instead of him.

"That's fine. I'm not interested either."

Releasing the grip with one of his hands he tried to punch her in the stomach. With luck it would land and distract her enough for him to gain the advantage again.

He smirked at Maya. Welcome to the team huh? Drew wasn't even technically a member. Oh well, if Sam had his way he would be at some point. It still felt like someone was trying to play a massive prank on him though. Drew was a little shocked to hear how long Maya had been training with Sam. Shocked and dismayed because two years of training with Sam meant that there was probably no chance Drew could actually win this fight. He just wasn't that good yet.

Maya advanced into her own offensive before Drew could come up with a verbal response. He dodged what he could and blocked most of what he couldn't. A punch and a couple of kicks made it through, though he'd have bruises from what he'd had to block. The best defense after all was to just not get hit. But it was pretty apparent that if she hadn't known about his balance weakness before, she did now. Most of the kicks were aimed at his legs.

"Ouch," he said as another of those kicks landed, "If ya want me on my back there's other ways to do it."

Wow, he was in a good mood to joke like that. Oh well, right now he was having the most fun he'd had in ages. Well aside from that thing with Allison. Her changes to his tattoos were still untouched so he still had a mess of flowering vines growing up his left arm. He'd not been precisely sane when that had happened. Not insane either but definitely not sane. Her comment about saving the world brought him back into the fight and conversation.

"Nah. I just want to help out and protect the folks that I care about. If I save the world in the process then that's just icing on the cake."

Oh lord she was one of those. Drew had barely kept his balance when Sam had tested him on it in their bout. Maya it seemed had either realized that balance was one of his issues or just liked screwing with people like that. By the grin on her face he guessed it was a bit of both. The maneuver reminded him far too much of Sam so Andrew had to guess that she had trained with him. He once again barely avoided landing on his butt, though it was a very near thing and he probably looked pretty comical as he struggled to maintain his upright position. He replied to her question once he'd gotten back into stance.

"Sort of. Sam asked me to join but we're still working on training and I haven't had my try out yet." Drew darted in and delivered a few punches, hiding the real strike amidst a few fakes, "You've worked with Sam before haven't you? He nearly knocked me on my butt with something like that too."

It was kind of exciting to be working with one of the X's, even if she was a trainee that he'd never met before. He sort of assumed she was a trainee. Who knew, maybe she was a full blown X-man? It didn't matter to him, he was enjoying the chance to improve against a new opponent.

She finished off the remaining drones quickly, though the last blow made him wince. Drone or not Drew just hoped she didn't decide to pull that one on him if they sparred. After the drones faded she turned to look at him. The non-recognition seemed to be mutual since she didn't immediately greet him by name. The fieriness in her tone caught him off guard. Someone was feeling pretty feisty today. Drew just flashed her a smile. The bad mood of a stranger wasn't about to get him down. Not today.

"Just admiring your fight is all."

Drew nodded as she laid out the rules. He began to stretch out some while he answered.

"Well if you want to spar that's fine by me. I need the workout." He smirked a bit, "Don't have to worry about my mutation. Utterly useless for combat anyway. Just do me a favor and avoid saying 'I promise'."

Once he was stretched out Drew walked over to join her in the center of the room.

"I'm Andrew by the way."

If he was going to fight her she ought to at least know his name.

Why was he headed to the Danger Room? That was easy. Drew needed to work off some energy. Ever since he and Jorge had tangled with that weredog he'd been entirely too cheerful. His mutation was actually going to be useful. He was going to be able to hold other people to their promises darn it. It was enough to make him grin. After having spent so long being afraid now they'd learn to fear. They'd learn what it was like to fear a pair of words. Once again his cheerfulness was annoying people so instead of wasting it in the heat outdoors, Drew had thought to put it toward something useful. Training.

After all, Sam had invited him to join the X's a while back. That meant, despite everything else, he really needed to step up the workouts and training. Drew needed to impress when he finally had that tryout, whenever that would be. So it was off to the Danger Room. He wanted a challenge in his training and without any partners to spar with at the moment DR drones would have to do. The room in question loomed and Drew entered only to find it occupied. He didn't recognize the girl in the center of the room that was beating the tar out of a bunch of opponents that were all handsome rich looking men. Issues maybe?

In either case she was easily trashing them. Drew couldn't help it, he was impressed. He clapped in appreciation of the show.

Before he knew what was happening he was being dragged away from a no longer flame covered Mr. Muscles. This was what he had been waiting for, though he was a little disappointed that he wasn't going to get to punch Muscles. However it was worth it to see Mama T in action. She waltzed right up to Muscles and slapped him so hard he backed up right into the parents. The man was even cowering before her! And then, oh then she spoke. The mansion's mother figure was good and furious and now the wretched parents and their psychotic attack mutant knew it.

Drew couldn't stop a chuckle or two during the verbal assault. It was magnificent to behold and he was very glad he wasn't on the receiving end of it. Besides, with Gemma in the room Drew felt like himself for the first time in a very long time. He remembered Sveta, felt no need to look Rhythm up like the crown jewels, and best of all could quite easily contemplate all the various ways he would murder Martin without feeling so much as a twinge of guilt for betraying him. It was bliss.

And then the screaming harridan descended on Gemma and his brief moment of happiness was snatched away and replaced with anger. How could anyone behave like that?! She screeched and howled at Gemma. Well there were words but Drew wasn't deigning to hear them anymore since the woman had long ago delved into madness in his eyes. What he did pay attention to though was the moment her crucifix suddenly became a knife that was aimed at Gemma. Drew darted foward, throwing Gemma back and to the side with one hand as the other stretched forward to punch the crazed woman. The blow connected and stopped the woman only long enough for her gaze to turn to Andrew. Her next movement was too fast for him to track. There was pain, and something foreign buried up to it's hilt in his side. A victorious look flashed on the woman's face as Drew realized that he'd been stabbed.

Sadly, she had a point. Drew had the scars to prove it. So Drew fished out his own phone and swapped it for hers.

"Ok."

Drew added his name and cell number to the phonebook of the cell and handed it back.

"There ya go."

He then stood up and stretched.

"I should probably get going too. Sam's probably got more paperwork for me by now."