Overmatched

[Trini Thompson]

Raven was actually dribbling a basketball on the basketball court? What sorcery is this!

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[Trev Anderson]

Trev wandered into the gym, a basketball in hand. He nearly stopped in his tracks when he saw someone else in the gym, as his plans of practicing quietly with no one to notice how few times he could even hit the backboard evaporated immediately.

"Hey," he said cheerfully.

[Trini Thompson]

"Hey there!" she smiled, waving at him.

[Trev Anderson]

"....raven, right?" He asked, walking in and wondering what to do with his basketball that he most certainly wasn't going to practice with when people--especially females!--were around.

He settled with putting it on the rack along the wall with other balls. "Not that hard to put away equipment," he chuckled, "probably one of the high schoolers."

[Trini Thompson]

"Yeah. Like, high schoolers? They can be SO immature."

[Trev Anderson]

"You play basketball?" He asked, somewhat determined to make smalltalk with as many attractive females as possible. Law of averages said that he had to get a non-crazy, actually single girl to go on a date with him someday, right?

[Trini Thompson]

"Not very well," she frowned.

[Trev Anderson]

"You're in good company then," he smiled cheerfully. "They keep telling me that practice makes perfect, but I dunno," he chuckled,

"Maybe with mutant powers, but never with sports for me,"

[Trini Thompson]

"What IS your mutant power?"

[Trev Anderson]

"I'm a human megaphone," he smirked.

[Trini Thompson]

"...I don't want to mention the mental images that brings up."

[Trev Anderson]

Trev laughed. "No, I can just do a lot of things with my voice. If you ever wanted to know what it felt like standing next to a jet engine taking off I could scream near you."

[Trini Thompson]

"...why would anyone want to know that?"

[Trev Anderson]

"Beats the hell outta me," he chuckled.

[Trini Thompson]

"So, what brings you to the gym?"

[Trev Anderson]

"The need to unfatass," he chuckled, patting his gut. "If I have any hope of getting back onto an X-Team, I need to work out. Plus if I'm less fat, I have a better shot of maybe figuring out how I can use my voice to like...fly."

[Trini Thompson]

"...you...are going to fly. Using your voice. Like a megaphone?"

[Trev Anderson]

"Other mutants with vocal powers like mine can do it apparently," he chuckled.

[Trini Thompson]

"That seems...I mean, alright, I'm not, like, a physics major."

[Trev Anderson]

"If I knew how it worked, I'd be flying already," he chuckled.