train please? ( R)

Natasha walked into the training room in short shorts, converse shoes, and a tight tanktop. Her blonde hair hung around her shoulders. She looked through her hair Shyly at Mr LeBeau. " Um Mr Remy Sir? My name Natasha. I wonder. You help train?"

Rémy was chilling inside the Danger Room shuffling cards when Miss Petrov came in "Well my my my. Look who it is. What do you need girl?" He said in his charming New Orleans accent. "Well fo' sure. I can help ya train." His gloved hand hit the simulation start button and a simulation of Alcatraz appeared.

Natasha looked around wide eyed. She hadnt recieved much training back when she was in Xavier's school when Xavier was actually around. She nervously shifted into a weak defensive stance and pulled out a pair of Balisongs. She concentrated as hard as she could and the knives started to glow like Remy's did when he used his powers. They shared the same power only she wasnt practiced in using it.