If looks like you aren't paying attention, and Piggot's feeling vindictive (and scheduling allows)? She gets Dr. Weaver to give the briefing...

Sadly, that's the sort of thing Piggot would only do once. Weaver would certainly give the brief with the desired intentions, but her perspective is skewed from her time in the post-apocalypse. Certainly a lot of it is useful advice, but it would in Piggot's eyes be calibrated… suboptimally for the goal of avoid bad press.
 
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Oh, they were all kinds of messed up and traumatized. Dr. Weaver discussed with one of the Directors at some point, they were getting care. However I do expect there were suicides, violence against others, and other messy behavior.
I mean,wouldn't they come after her for revenge?Seems like it would have been easier to either recruit him or have Imp do what she did in canon.
 
I mean,wouldn't they come after her for revenge?Seems like it would have been easier to either recruit him or have Imp do what she did in canon.

Maybe if they could identify her as the cause, however it was framed as "Cauldron" doing it and Dr. Weaver herself was not the one chucking grenades. It also happened among a lot of other serious threats being taken out, including Ellisburg and the Machine Army.
 
The Care and Feeding of your Pack
"Glad to see you back," Vicky said, as she accepted a 50 pound bag of feed from Cassie. The meetup that night had been cancelled, so she and Amy had gone out to see Rachel and the dogs.

"Not that it was bad you went," Vicky continued quickly, "helping after attacks is important, I mean—"

"I know what you mean," Cassie replied with a laugh. "It's good to be back. I'm glad we can help, but…"

"Yeah," Vicky agreed. "I can only imagine. How is Rachel doing?"

"Really well," Cassie said, passing up another bag. "It's good for her, I think. When she is doing the rescue work, no one cares if she is gruff, and I think she likes being able to help."

"Thought she was mainly going to be doing training?"

"I think that is still the plan, but the last couple days there someone from Valkyrie's rescue thing was talking to Wafaa. So maybe she will do more than just the Endbringers?"

"Where is Rachel, anyway?" Vicky asked, checking to make sure the stack of feed was stable. "Normally she wouldn't let us do this on our own."

"Some guy showed up with construction equipment the second or third day and they got along well, they talk on the phone sometimes."

"Wait, really?"

"He's one of those old guys who doesn't know what to do if he isn't working on something, I was talking to his wife one time she brought him food. She was happy he had someone else now to talk about raising and training dogs, especially now that their kids went off to school."
 
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Pads work better. Or a tampon cut open; the material in both was originally created back in World War One for wound dressings. It's been refined and improved since, but that's what it was made for originally.
Yeah, pads and tampons are reasonable emergency wound dressings, but only for emergencies, because they aren't usually packaged to be sterile. That's also the reason it's less than ideal to use tampons as wound packing material, because packing a wound without first washing it out, and with non-sterile material, just traps potential infection in there.
 
Yeah, pads and tampons are reasonable emergency wound dressings, but only for emergencies, because they aren't usually packaged to be sterile. That's also the reason it's less than ideal to use tampons as wound packing material, because packing a wound without first washing it out, and with non-sterile material, just traps potential infection in there.

if you've got a hole in you that shouldn't be there large enough to accept a tampon, plugging the leak now is the only thing that matters. Hospital can sort out secondary infections if you live that long.
 
if you've got a hole in you that shouldn't be there large enough to accept a tampon, plugging the leak now is the only thing that matters. Hospital can sort out secondary infections if you live that long.
And in the scenarios proposed first aid kits with proper wound packing material would be available. The only reason this discussion keeps going is someone here displays a weird obsession with tampons.
 
Maybe if they could identify her as the cause, however it was framed as "Cauldron" doing it and Dr. Weaver herself was not the one chucking grenades. It also happened among a lot of other serious threats being taken out, including Ellisburg and the Machine Army.
Still seems extremely cruel even by Taylor standards.OOC even.No offense
 
Still seems extremely cruel even by Taylor standards.OOC even.No offense
On the scale of cruel ways to kill someone without a Brute rating, quietly portalling a live M67 into their shower is pretty mild, really. Crueller than a .50 BMG encephalectomy, sure, but less cruel than cutting their throat with a straight razor or showing them how many bees their lungs can accommodate.

The portal frag trick would only be cruel if they were a low-end Brute who would be merely crippled or mortally wounded, rather than dying almost instantly.
 
Still seems extremely cruel even by Taylor standards.OOC even.No offense
She did ask after the Heartbroken, IIRC, to make sure they were being taken care of, and she presumably checks in on them periodically. She doesn't seem to even think about the moms.

Jaded Taylor is not nice. She is benevolent, but her actions have real consequences and she doesn't always think them through. She very much has a privileged group of "her people" who she prioritizes, and can be callous or even cruel to those not in the circle.

Other examples include Kayden, Rune, Sophia, Mimi, Coil, Carol and Amy.

RCB and Lisa are not wrong to worry about the potential damage jaded Taylor could cause if compromised, or even if she acts without thinking through the consequences.
 
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The Care and Feeding of your Pack, Part 2
"How are the dogs?" Rachel asked without preamble upon entering the barn.

Amy tossed the ball one last time, and turned as the doggos went after it. "Good. Some ticks, some fleas, like we talked about I left that stuff alone. A hookworm, I fixed that. I made notes for Wafaa," Amy concluded, gesturing to a clipboard hanging from a nail on the wall.

"Good," Rachel said, looking around the space carefully.

"Also," Amy continued, "ah, Sophie is pregnant. Not far along, must have been while you were gone."

Rachel snorted. "Figures."

"How was your call?" Amy asked hesitantly.

"Good. Dick's good with his hands. Met him out west. Does trucks and diggers and stuff. Wife cooks good."

"Uh, good."

The two girls stood in silence for a minute or two, looking at the dogs playing.

"Want to come with while I walk them around?"

Amy nodded decisively. She was getting the hang of Rachel.
 
Girls Night
"Be sure to thank your dad for us," Taylor said as Aisha unlocked the gym. "I know he normally isn't open this late."

"He said it kept me out of trouble," Aisha grumbled, opening the door. "I got a card through, from the store when I was getting shit for Alec, one of those fancy ones with pictures and shit? Figure we can all sign and surprise him, hack his brain good since he won't expect it."

"Good idea!" Dinah agreed, as Missy nodded thoughtfully.

"Now," Taylor said, "my dad will be back in 90 minutes to pick us up. I figured Aisha could work with one of you, and I'll work with the other. Then we can switch in a bit."

"Nah," Missy said, "I was thinking we could spar together the three of us, like all at once, and you could, like officiate, and—"

"No," interrupted Taylor, "we're not doing some weird free for all."

"Awwwww."

"Ooooh," Dinah said, looking around with interest. "I don't recognize that machine, what's it do, I wonder—is that a vending machine!?"

Taylor followed the younger girl over and put a hand on her shoulder. "Isn't it a bit late for caffeine?"

"It's not soda though, it's, uh—" Dinah peered closer at the display. "A refreshing electrolyte with a kick?"

"No."

"Awwww, but I have quarters and everything!"
 
Animal Adventures, Part 24
"…I just wish she would make up her mind," Vicky continued as they walked up to their house. "She's all like 'call me whenever you get her it's super important' and now she ghosts me!"

"She's probably stuck with a work thing," Amy said automatically. Really she was tempted to not sign the thing just so Vicky would keep getting worked up.

"She better be, like, in M/S or something, if she's just blowing me off, I'll, I'll, I'll…"

"Finally remembered she doesn't go to our school?"

"I know, I'll tell Aisha, she'll have ideas!"

"I'm sure Lisa's fine, we would have heard by now and—hey!" Amy sputtered as the bird feeder came into view.

Or, more precisely…

"Get away from there you fucking trash panda!" Amy barked loudly, waving her arms.

The raccoon was not impressed.

"Yes, you!" Amy continued, ignoring her sister's snort of suppressed laughter.

The raccoon returned to its attempts to get its hand into the bit with the food.
 
The raccoon was not impressed.

"Yes, you!" Amy continued, ignoring her sister's snort of suppressed laughter.
Looks like Amy (Panacea) rep for snark hasn't reached the raccoon population, yet... Will Amy's skills with dogs transfer to raccoons? Will she do raccoon brains???

If so, what will she do to them? Uplift them so the IRS comes after them? :)

"I am a Raccoon American. Born in the USA. And, all I get is abuse. And, tax demands from the IRS."
 
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Animal Adventures, Part 25
"How were the dogs?" Vicky's mom asked, as Chekov chirped his own greeting from the top of the refrigerator.

"Good!" Vicky replied, kicking off her shoes. "Had a good chat with Cassie, and Amy went with Rachel walking the dogs for exercise. One of them is going to have puppies!"

"Hmmm," Vicky's mom replied, looking up. "Where is Amy, did she stay over?"

"Nah, she's defending the honor of the bird feeder," Vicky said with a laugh. "I don't think it's going well."

"… the bird feeder?"

"Not. A. Word," Amy grumped, stomping through the back door, looking much more disheveled than she had a few minutes before.

"Do you need to get a shot or something?" Vicky asked.

"No," Amy ground out, taking the broom from behind the door. "It tries that I'll give it a heart attack."

"Mreow!" Chekov agreed.

"Should I record round two?" Vicky teased, as her mom shook her head.

Amy glared at her, before stomping back out the door without a word.

"Mreep?"

Not Long Thereafter

"Eeeeoooooowm," 'Mina lazily greeted Amy from her spot by the window as Amy stomped into her room.

"… fucking raccoon, I'll show him," Amy mumbled, automatically going over to pet 'Mina.

Purring commenced, as 'Mina leaned into Amy's hand. Outside the window, the raccoon continued his dastardly work.


Note: Starting a one-sided feud with a raccoon is, well, still better life choices than canon Amy.
 
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Note: Starting a one-sided feud with a raccoon is, well, still better life choices than canon Amy.
I still think there's a lot for saying Brockton Bay would be improved by the Raccoon American Mutual Assistance Society (RAMAS?)...

Of course, if Amy throws in thumbs in the Uplift process...
 
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