Xaviers!

"And hey, I got the 'scares criminals' thing in the friggin' bag," he grinned.

"Work with what you got. Smart." she chuckles.

He turned up the speed on his treadmill and began getting a good fast walk going. It was maxed out and part of him was disappointed he couldn't go faster.

"Done anything cool out there heroing?"

"No saving the world stuff, but I did prevent a lunatic from blowing up Lyon. Or parts of it anyway."

"No foolin'?" he asked, impressed, "That's wicked. Yer a regular big damn hero then."

"Eh..." she says with fake modesty as she waves it off. "All in a day's work and all that, am I right?" she ends with bit of a smirk to show she's kidding. Mostly.

"So what's your codename thingy anyway? The obvious one?"

"I mean, how could I not go with Sphinx?"

"It definitely fits."

"The people who turned me into this called me Manticore. I hate to keep it, but it's accurate," he said, raising his tail and briefly extending his stinger to show why the name fit.

"Wish it didn't sound so evil though."

"Old-timey monsters are cool. If you don't like it you could always go with something else. Like Chimera!"

"Chimaera is a good possibility. But I really only don't like that I didn't pick it, yanno?"

"Totally. Feels like letting some butt-face have control over your life in some way."

"Exactly! But as long as I'm tryin' to own what they turned me into, maybe takin' the name for myself is a good thing. Ya think?"

"I mean, that sounds like it makes sense too. You gotta do what feels right, yeah?"

"Hell, I don't friggin' know. I'm still figurin' all this out."

"Stupid life, why do ya gotta be all hard n' junk?"