"Well, you can demand it at gunpoint. But yeah."

They pass through a layer of cloud cover, and Xan seems to decide they're high enough that he doesn't have to care about being inconspicuous anymore. He incants a couple of words, and suddenly he's wearing a suit of lacquered red-and-black plate armor. His wingbeats strengthen precipitously, and suddenly they're going a lot faster.

"Oh, stylish. Can anyone learn that trick?"

Now that they are going so fast and it's so cold it's pretty easy to see the aura Trevor demonstrated a few days ago. Almost like a tight suit of armor with a bull-head.

"Basic quick-change spell, yeah. It's one of the few useful pieces of magic that baselines or non-WIZ mutants can handle. You won't have anything this cool, though," he says, rapping his breastplate. "This is custom."

"Heh, it doesn't match my eyes," Trevor says fluttering the aforementioned eyes.

"Hah. You'd want green and gold, I'm guessing."

"Have to work with what nature gave me. Which is a great start, mind you. I am tempted to go with some kind of barbarian theme, with a heavy shield and hammer."

"Eh, shields're more trouble than they're worth if your TK field's halfway decent. My friend Ariel uses a hammer, though."

"Aww, but it's aesthetic," he mock-pouts. "And I will ask her for hammer using tips, assuming she has a TK field too and wants to offer."

"One of the best around, by all accounts. She's a Goddamn tank."

"Does this mean that she would be capable and willing to toss me around?"

"I can do that. But yeah, Ariel could put you through walls."

"A quality that I deeply appreciate. More so, that is less deadly to me and more realistic part of foreplay."

"Yeah, you'll like Ariel. She's on my practice team and everything."

"Practice team? Do you have students going around playing super-powered cops and robbers?"

"Nah, it's for a class, Team Tactics, and for - I guess you'd call it an intramural sport? The Combat Sims. You get into teams and beat the living hell out of each other in virtual reality."

"I guess that makes sense when your student body is not entirely compromised of bulletproff people. Though, I am definitely excited about whatever mutant-enhanced video games the school has to offer."

"The video games are great. Devisors are fun that way."

"I imagined that they wouldn't use 8-bit for Combat Sims. Granted, Devisors are also weird that way."

"Yeah. The Sims are - full VR, audiovisual, tactile, everything. Jacks into your brain and makes it real."

"Tactile you say?"

"Horny little bastard, aren't you. Yeah, full sensorium - you could totally fuck in the Sims, but they wouldn't let you."

"Of course I am horny!" He manages to make his aura more visible. "And, man, that's terrible. I guess I will have to stay with the real thing," he twirls a finger on Xan's torso, "speaking of which. Can you join the Mile High Club without an airplane? Just curious."

"I can't under my own power - wings take too much attention. You, on the other hand, could do it all day. And probably hold me up while you do it."

"Sounds fun, just need to get you secured between my legs with enough room for you to thrust your hips back and forth."

"Or you could hold me up while you fuck me. I'm switchy enough for that to sound like a good time."