"..." He casually distanced himself from the other guy, casually thinking, "He's like a rabid pitbull without a fuckin' leash."
He sighed, "You might want to keep your powers in check, Fuzzy. After all, who knows what jerkoff branch of the Government might want to see you after that display.. Laser beams, super strength, becoming intangible.. Unbelievable." Dmitri blinked, "I presume you can read thoughts, which is quite interesting." He put a small vacuum in his own hand, making the coke release from Patrick's grip and into his hand, opening the tab and drinking it.