Michael wore a grin. "Me? Well I'm flattered Doc, but I'm a man who likes to keep to himself." Michael stared at the teacher, and sighed. "But, as I don't really want to see you after class, I'll just go ahead and give you something brief: I am Michael McBride. I'm a teleporter, as you must've seen earlier, and a telekinetic." Michael demonstrated this by lifting up his pen in the air and spinning it. "I have, from what I've observed of myself, perfect recall, which can be both a blessing and a curse. I've experienced both sides of the coin." He looked long and hard at the teacher. "And you must be a doctor of medicine, but of what area of expertise escapes me." Michael shrugged as he snatched his pen out of the air. "But, what are your powers, Doc? Cell manipulation? Shape-shifting? Pyrokinesis, cryokinesis, matter creation, perhaps even Necromancy. The possibilities are almost endless." Michael leaned on his desk as he wore a cocky grin.<br/><br/>"So why don't you tell us your powers, Doc?"