Well, it had started with the skirt. You didn't really need to be a mutant to attract the attention of people like these guys if you happened to be a guy in a skirt. That had gotten them jeering and circling, and Fai had returned the attention with a couple of catty remarks and a smile. Yes, look at him, what a faggot, now move along. But then someone recognized him - or maybe his brother, how could you tell? - and that made it worse. A faggot and a mutie was practically asking to be beat up. And he could probably go invisible, make them forget he was there, but they were standing just a little too close for him to be able to slip out unnoticed, the crowd around them was just a little too thick, and it scared people when they realized their minds were being fucked with. He didn't want to set off a panic or something.

And then, suddenly, there were reinforcements. Short, but very cocky. And he liked that grin. Smiling back, and lending himself a suitably intimidating air towards the bullies - it wasn't hard, they were already frightened, like all bullies - he nodded. "If anything, I'd say monkeys could teach them a thing or two, ri~ight? Comparatively, they're really gentlemen and scholars."