Ask me about my wild side ;)

the original Francis laughed lightly, the others sort of starting to meld together] Which would you prefer? Toni or Antonio? I’d hate to be rude and call you by the wrong name just because you’re happy to be recognized.

[When Toni began to ramble, the Francis group all held out their hands to slow Toni down, though only the original spoke] I think I just heard about you on the radio. I only recognize your face from the brochure here. [He unfolded a small pamphlet with info on some of the members of the brotherhood that were holding ‘mutant-friendly’ events and protests in town] I’m not a member, but they sometimes invite me because I know a lot of people. Networking is easy since there are a lot of me. I can meet a lot of people at the same time.

[He grouped himself back together entirely and held out his hand, not thinking about the fact that Toni’s arms were full of papers, and gave a somewhat flirty grin] I’m the most wonderful person you’ll ever meet~! Francis Bonnefoy. Originally from Nice, France, but I moved here a long time ago… It’s a pleasure.

[Which would he rather be called? He wondered... It had been a while since anyone called him Toni, and it made him feel pretty happy. With a cheerful grin he assured him:]  Toni is fine! Really!

[He looked at the offered hand and laughed sheepishly, his hands full of paper and he used his butt to wiggle the door to his apartment open:]

Uh, haha... it’s great to meet you Francis, but my hands are kinda full here?

[The greatest person you’ll ever meet? He sounded a little full of himself, but he was asking for a favor so he kept his cheerful smile, and talked a bit more about himself, too. Either way, anyone who was sticking up for mutant rights and collaborating with the Brotherhood couldn’t be a bad person!]

Antonio Fernández-Carriedo, better known as the Mutant Rights Activist. I also do Animal Rights Activism... Hmm, let’s see... I was born here, but my mother is from Spain. I’ve been here my whole life!... I love this place... I just wish... [his expression faltered and he chuckled dryly]... I just wish this place loved me, too? [And almost as quickly as his smile left it returned and with a pep in his step he set the papers down on a table and ran into his room to search for disguises, and he called out:] 

[rolls his eyes a little with a smile as he helps the man pick up his papers] Sure, lead the way.

[splits into more than one of himself] I doubt a change of attire would truly disguise me completely… I wonder what would happen if I gave another me a haircut… hm. Better not risk it. Maybe a wig? [he’s talking to himself. Happens a lot]

…Ah, you look familiar. What was your name again? …Toni?

[Antonio’s eyes light up and he nods vigorously, taking the rest of the papers from the other man. All his work towards mutant rights really was paying off!]

Yes! That’s me! Antonio! You can call me Toni! Or Antonio! Or Toni, whatever is okay! You’ve heard of me in the news right? The Mutant Rights Activists groups? Last week we did the protest in front of the government office? Or the week before we did the sit-in? Where are you from? What’s your name? Ah, sorry, sorry, I’m rambling, aren’t I?

Samiri was not the man to startle, jerking from the bench, facing the mysterious stranger, and pulling out his gun- Pulling out his other gun- Pulling out his knife- Pulling out his other knife- he dropped his arms to his side after searching his person for any type of weapon and coming up empty-handed. Forgetting that this mission could absolutely not involve weaponry as it was crucial to get into the building and weapons would just impede the journey.

Listening to the other treating him as if he were a frightened young animal pulled a frown on his face followed by a perplexed look. Quirking an eyebrow after the other had finished speaking, he replied “I am Quick Draw,” Sticking out his hand to greet the other officially, “And what do you mean I can ‘follow your lead’? Am I not escorting you into the building?”

After getting the formal greeting out of the way, Samiri flicked his wrist to check the time again and a sourpuss look followed. Putting the newspaper under his arm and his free arm resting on his hip in annoyance, he huffed “You’re late, at this rate the night cleaners are going to get there before us. And then we will have to wait until they leave.”

The young man was so serious, it really put a damper on Antonio’s mood. Why couldn’t there be any fun cute ones in the Brotherhood? They were all so moody and serious all the time! Nevertheless, he laughed and trotted along, walking in front of him. “We’re going together, silly! That’s what partners do! And if anything happens I’ll protect you,” he repeated, ignoring his worries about the night cleaners. If anything he could always shapeshift into a rat or some other distraction, speaking of which, he had to ask:

“So what’s your power? It might be helpful for me to know.”

[sighs and takes the flyer] I’m not doing it for the cause, necessarily, but I’m bored enough to take you up on it. You owe me a favor, though~ Also, I don’t have any disguises. Do you have any outfits I could borrow?

Please support mutant rights! Hola! Please! Support mutant rights!

[clearly getting upset that no one seems to care]