Charity Gala Part 1
Joe POV
Breathing in he prepared himself for what would be undoubtedly one of the most harrowing events of his life. More terrifying than staring down several March-equipped Oni Lee clones, more anxiety-inducing than running down the clock against Dragon, and more existentially dreadful than correspondence with literal devils from Hell!
He wasn't sure how he'd ended up here, wasn't his newest power meant to keep him from being pressured or manipulated by others? Yes, he knew that he was perhaps the only person in the city who could have planned, coordinated, and assembled a charity gala on such quick notice. He was aware of and accepted that, what still confused him was how Garment had convinced him to provide musical accompaniment for the gala.
He hadn't even been the one to decide his role for the evening! He'd entrusted the planning to his duplicates who had betrayed him, and by the time he'd realized what was wrong it had already been too late.
They had managed to convince Fleet, Tybalt, and Survey that this would be an excellent excuse to train his singing ability. The promise of Fold-Carbon would have meant that Fleet and Tybalt would have happily dragged him here for access to enhanced vehicles and weapons respectively. Meanwhile, Aisha, Garment, and Tetra just wanted to hear him singing in front of a large audience.
Looking in the mirror one last time before he went out on stage he still saw the same thing he'd seen all the prior times. Honestly, in the suit and tie, he was wearing he could barely recognize himself, looking back out of the mirror was someone almost entirely alien. Someone who he was forced to objectively identify as handsome, holding himself with an ease and confidence that he could barely dream of possessing before he obtained the Celestial Forge. Looking at the person in the mirror he took a deep breath and prepared to walk out onto the stage.
Weld POV
Weld was looking forward to this a chance to just get away from all the damage and trouble that he'd been forced to deal with. Yes, it wasn't the most heroic of thoughts but hey it'd been a long week and he thought that he was worthy of at least a little forgiveness. Ward events weren't exactly the best place to relax but at least it wasn't digging through a broken building trying to dig people out while avoiding large metal deposits.
But this, this had been something that he'd been genuinely looking forward to and more for than just the opportunity to get away from the disaster. He hadn't exactly been interested in Garment's videos the same way Kid Win had, and he definitely wasn't interested in her the same way Lily was. But one thing he'd been interested in was Boundless Music, one of the channels that supported her. Music may not have been as strictly necessary now that he was no longer so disconnected from people but he'd discovered that his love of music wasn't solely because there weren't many other sources of casual recreation for him.
Even though he could now connect with people on a deeper level he still loved music to a deeper level than anything else he could do. He'd been scouring the internet for new content to help reassure his interests, at the very least he has gained more sources to satisfy his hobby. Lily had recommended the channel to him and he'd been looking forward to the opportunity to hear him play in person.
Looking forward to the doors to the town hall he'd been waiting near he watched as the crowds began to flow inward, glad he'd been let in early as a part of security. The fact was that even though things had been calming down recently there was still a chance that someone could do something phenomenally stupid. Checking to make sure that there wasn't anyone preparing to attack in the crowd. Yes, the crowd had already been checked over but recent events had proven that the PRT wasn't exactly on its top game.
Brockton's wealthiest people, at least those who hadn't fled the city, were here as a show of support and a demonstration that things were returning to the status quo. There was a low-level background buzz of conversation as people waited for the main event to start. Hearing a slow musical tune began to build up in the background of the city hall he saw as the conversation began to die down and people prepared for the event to start.
AN: An Omake to help tide people over until
Lord is feeling better, also does anyone have any better music recommendations? This was the first song I could find.