Gym - Saturday Evening

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Victor entered the gym for the first time, and was amazed at the amount of equipment available. Since it was empty, he found a bench and began to strip down to his workout clothes. He removed his jacket and shirt and pants, revealing a grey a-shirt and blue gym shorts. He carefully folded his clothes and, leaving them on the bench, went to go work out.

He warmed up with a few streches, then jogged around a bit to get a better idea of the gym itself. By the time he reached his clothes again, no one else had come in yet, so he decided to do some of the exercises that he had learned at Xavier's.

Concentrating, he hopped in place for a little bit to ready himself. Then, he took off in a sprint toward the nearest wall. Except, instead of running into it, he began to run up it, using his powers and momentum to stay upright. He turned slightly, and continued his jog along the wall, circling the perimeter as if it was horizonal terrain.

[ooc: feel free to interact if you want. Vic's just trying to stay in shape...his own way. :D]

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[anole-x.livejournal.com]

Victor ran after him, keeping pace but always finding himself a little behind. "So," he panted as he moved next to Walter, "what's with the getup? Did you just come back from a dance or something?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter shortened his pace slightly. He'd go full out after Victor was worn out or moved on to do something else.

"No. It's just what I'm used to. What sort of butler would I be if I had to change clothes just to go for a run?"

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"Butler? You're a butler? But what are you doing here, then?" Victor asked, surprised.

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Walter grimaced. "My employer says he wants me to get a more rounded education."

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

Victor thought for a moment. "But if he's not around, and you're going to be here for a while, does that still make you a butler?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter nodded decisively. "It's more than just a job. You could say it's a way of life."

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"Really? I've never been a butler before, so I wouldn't know. Ask me about being a mutant, or growing up in a small town and I could tell you. Butlering...I don't think I can even hold a tray upright. I'd probably just cheat and stick my hand to it."

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"We don't have any green people where I'm from." Walter shook his head slightly. This multiple worlds thing was still taking some getting used to. "Are there many where you are? I grew up in London, so I don't know anything about small towns or being a mutant."

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Victor couldn't help but smile. "Well, I never met another mutant until I went to Xavier's. There are a lot of us there, but ony a few ahve green skin. A lot of them look like you, though. Y'know...normal..."

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Walter made a derisive sound. "Normal? It's the ones who look normal that are dangerous. What counts as a mutant, anyway?"

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"We have this thing called the "X-Gene". Basically our DNA is a little different than a regular human's, and that little difference gives us powers or changes how we look. Like for me, it makes me kinda like a lizard, and gives me powers like one, too. I can stick to walls, blend in with my surroundings, and use my tongue like a third hand. I'm pretty agile, too. Other mutants have different powers, like Headmaster Summers can shoot lasers from his eyes, and Josh can heal anyone of pretty much anything. Does that cover it?"

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"You got me. I don't know what a laser is. I've read a little about genes, but I didn't know they could make such a big difference in humans. But sticking to walls and blending into your surroundings seem like decent things. I'll have to pass on deciding anything about your tongue." He shrugged. "I'm faster than any human I've ever met, does that make me a mutant?"

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"Only if you have the X-Gene," Victor explained. "From what I know, you don't have to be a mutant to have powers. Actually, my old gym teacher wasn't a mutant, but he had super-strength and could take a lot of damage and not get hurt. I think his power came from some kind of magic rock or something."

Victor had to quit after that, becuase it was becoming too hard to talk and breathe at the same time. He began to trail behind a little as he tried to pace himself.

[ooc: i gotta get to bed soon. big day tomorrow.]

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Walter jogged in place for a moment to drop back with Victor for a minute. "I'm going to pick up the pace. It was good to meet you. Drop by my room sometime. 303."

With that, Walter gave Victor a smile and began to really run.

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

Victor whistled in amazement as he watched Walter speed around the gym. He may not be a mutant, but I wouldn't mind him on my team...

He wiped the sweat from his face with his shirt and went to go find his clothes. After a moment, he was walking out of the gym and back to his room.

[ooc: thanks a bunch! we'll have to interact again sometime. :)]