Arjun nods. "TK. Nice. What kind of rating on that? -or have you been to Powers Testing yet, it's pretty early in the year and you are a freshman."

"They said TK-7A. After running out of weights.”

Josh chokes on a piece of shale. Arjun just raises his eyebrows. "Nice. I'm a Paladin of Ganesh, which gives me probability warping 5, Paragon 5 - that's where I know how to do things instinctually - and Wiz-6."

"If you gentlemen would get your dicks off the table," Isaac comments.

Jonathan cringes for a moment at Isaac's comment.

Then turns to Josh and asks, “And you?”

Josh looks slightly surprised someone remembered he exists. (For a seven-foot-tall concrete statue, he's easy to ignore.)

"Oh. I'm a Devisor - specialized in microscale nuclear engineering - I manifest this, uh, concrete armor, except I can't stop doing it and my body is turning into living concrete, and I'm an Energizer and I convert various forms of radiation into heat. It all kind of - feeds in on itself really nicely, I'm happy with my powers. Maybe less happy with the turning into living concrete."

(right not all powers are awesome) "Ah — ouch? At least it works for you? Is that nuclear like reactors or more like beyond chemistry?”

"Reactors. I've got this little holdout gun, it's the size of a pistol but it's got a fully nuclear battery in there, it can melt a hole through plate steel and the residual radiation dissipates within a couple of minutes. It's actually-" He goes for his backpack.

Isaac puts a hand on his shoulder. "Zabcik. No rayguns in the cafeteria."

"Right," he says sheepishly.

Maybe remember to be be careful around Devisors. In general.

“You going for superheroing too?”

He shrugs. "I might? But my power's really good for the private sector, too. -the devisor power, not the turning into concrete power. I mostly have the gun because I'm in a combat team on campus of all Devisors and Gadgeteers, so I have to hold my own in the holdouts department as well as the brick department. I've also got this one devise that just pours gamma into me until I can fire off a heat blast way bigger than the gun, but that one takes a while, plus more collateral damage because I'm basically just exploding instead of firing in a direction."

“Hey, Isaac?”

"Yeah?"

“Remind me to buy some lead. Not for him, Just on general principle.”

Josh laughs. "Hey, I called myself Manhattan for a reason! -I don't leak any of the gamma, that'd be bad. For reference."

“Didn't actually make the connection. Does anyone have enough bad taste to call themselves Chernobyl?”

Arjun nods. "Big-time villainess. Terror of Eastern Europe, though there's a lot of competition for the role. She's mostly a flying brick, but she does have radioactive energy blasts."

"Eeesh."

"Speaking of codenames," Isaac says, "want some help coming up with one? That's always fun."

“I'm mildly concerned about what you may suggest, but sure.”

Isaac sticks his tongue out.

Arjun steeples one set of fingers. "If your only power is telekinesis, then this will be difficult. Does your telekinesis have any- unique qualities? Besides being powerful. Does it feel like an invisible hand, is there a very specific upper limit, et cetera."

“Well, based on what Dr. Duncan said — I have to touch things to move them, and I can feel lots of stuff about them while I do that. And I store energy from stuff moving while I have it. And things will stay where I put them, relative to each other anyway, I guess that's probably unusual too?"

"Very," Arjun says, fascinated. "Well, the world would be a very different place if all mutant powers were alike. Hmm. Perhaps Capacitor, for the energy?"

"Too Devisor-y," Isaac argues. "What about Claim? Or Claimant. For the, you know, having-things thing."

"Too legalistic," Josh says thoughtfully. "Maybe you could be Counterweight. For the things-staying-put thing."

"Wasn't there some psychopath with that name a few years back who died in Detroit?" Isaac objects.

"No, he was Counterpoint," Arjun says absently. "Still, there's a potential association problem. I still like Capacitor, despite your objection."

"Well, I like mine," Isaac pouts.

"Some obscure supervillain with a vaguely similar name isn't enough to ruin a name forever," Josh points out.

“I like Counterweight!”

Josh smiles. "Nice."

Arjun shrugs. "You're probably right. Besides, it's been what, ten years since Detroit? The name's as clean now as it's ever going to be."

“Detroit?”

Arjun gives him a look. "Detroit."

Isaac winces. "Uh, something I may have forgotten to mention: Jonathan's from an alternate universe. With no mutants."

Arjun's eyes widen. "Shit."

Josh takes point on the explanation. "Back in 2008, there was this mystic confluence in Detroit - apparently people were going to use it to turn into gods, or something - anyway, so there were a ton of villains going there for obvious reasons, and a bunch of heroes going to stop them, and a bunch of independents just trying to get in on the action - then, boom. Detroit doesn't exist anymore. There was a perfect sphere carved into the ground. They never rebuilt, that whole space is just part of Lake St. Clair now."