Well, that was funny. Poor PRT getting confused again...
I'm not sure if 'accidentally broke sixteen bones across five people' counts as merely being 'issues'.
What the hell has been going on over there?!
"I think it has something to do with saving their lives, but that could just be a coincidence."
Aisha jumped up and pointed dramatically at Taylor. "You're an anti-hero. How the hell do you keep pulling that off?"
Fair point.
That the only injuries that needed parahuman healing had happened in the Wards exercise meant that there was going to need to be some acceptable force training. Primarily for Sandy and Ryan. Rosa had only caused the one incident, and the leg that Aisha broke on a PRT teammate was an honest accident.
...
Hooray for effectiveness? I mean, that's an impressive spate of injuries.
Taylor pointed at Aisha. "They're insisting on safety testing for accidental powers-created crushing pitfalls."
Aisha blinked at that. "Wait, they're going to put me through testing to figure out how that all works?"
"Yep."
"Awesome! I was trying to figure out how I'd figure out how that happened."
Missy facepalmed at that. "You aren't supposed to be excited to go through any form of power testing."
Aisha snorted. "Why not, when it's probably the first direct way to hurt people that I've even got a hint of? I didn't even notice what was happening until they were screaming. If the PRT wants to help me figure out how I did it then why should I complain?"
Well, when she put it that way...
Bloodthirsty little girl...
I can't tell if I should be happy, concerned, or amused at this. Let's go for "all of the above."
And I too want to know how the heck she managed that. I mean, it's
very well into suitably impressive territory...
"How did you know that I was interested in the blunt force trauma kits? I was thinking about them yesterday and don't think I told anyone about my interest after I was, er, overenthusiastic with one guy on patrol with Dauntless and the PRT van had one when it showed up. I mean, after that I planned on purchasing a few, since it wouldn't be the first time that I've caused injuries like that before, but I can't think of anyone that I said that I wanted to get some to."
"Oh. I had no clue you were interested in them."
That stunned Vicky for a moment. "Then why the hell did you give me a bulk package of them?"
Taylor shrugged, after ensuring that her visor was recording. "It was a gag gift that I thought could also be considered useful. After all, I think I'm qualified to say that you've had issues holding back before."
The several looks that passed across Vicky's face as she processed that were highly amusing. Ensuring that there was a recording available had been a good decision.
I was actually suspecting something along those lines, but I forgot that Taylor had been on the receiving end of one.
It reminds me of some of the strange gifts that my family has passed around at times, including
several that aren't really for public discussion, and one set of toilet paper (it went with those sugar-free candies).
This included submitting a 'what the hell?' type report of her own, since they'd included Battery and Miss Militia's civilian names in one of them. Granted, she'd had to re-read two paragraphs twelve times to realize what was being said, and not that there were an Erin and Hannah in the PRT squads, but it was still sloppy on someone's part.
Oops. Collect them all?
In the end the answer was obvious. Mother had the security clearances required to look up the identities in question, so the rewriting to secure them didn't happen. The system should probably rewrite identities by default, and only leave them untouched if requested, but that wasn't a call that she should be making herself. After all, doing so would affect everyone and not just Mother. The Think Tank in particular would need to be warned ahead of time.
That's actually an interesting problem. I could see both ways as being valid.
Actually making the harnesses took more time than anything else, since they called for some very precise twists and layering. One of them had a run with over ten thousand individual tubes, some of which contained other tubes, in a multilayer twisted and braided pattern set. Tubes in tubes twisted with tubes that get wrapped in more tubes that are braided together before being wrapped in other tubes that are twisted together and so on. Some of the tubes were entirely structural, others were obviously intended for various uses. All of it was a pain to assemble.
Amy had actually complained that Taylor was distracting her from her own work due to the amount of hand-holding needed with the plants to get the harnesses correct.
Snerk. Poor Amy over there's probably trying to focus, and meanwhile she's getting mental images from tubes within tubes within tubes within tubes...
I bet it's like some of those old Microsoft screensavers! (Pipes being the obvious, but I think there's another that is at least similar levels of complexity if not as fitting.)
