2.3
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2.3
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I blinked, puzzled.
"But, parahumans aren't human?" I asked. Touko gave me a strange vibe, and I looked at her a bit more closely.
Nothing really stood out.
"After a fashion. If you're 100% human, as am I, or Dr. Fran, then a Parahuman would be, say, 101%. It was only a scant three or so decades ago that these organs even existed. But here you are, without the known required organs that grant them abilities, and yet, yours would be among the top twenty strongest on record, depending on how you use them."
She took a drag of her cigarette, but I blinked. "About when Scion first appeared.." I stated.
Touko nodded, "Got it in one." she said glibly. Shrugging, she gave a small smile, "Still come with me for a second." she stated, before moving back to the door. I started to follow, but she waved me off. Opening the door, she stepped through. I didn't hear much of the conversation on the other side before she quickly came back, closing it again. A panel appeared to the side of it, and tapping a few keys ridiculously quickly, it gave a small chime. Walking to the other side of the small meeting room we were in, she opened the other door, mumbling under her breath as she waved me closer.
She stepped through into what looked like another meeting room. However, when I tried to step through, I simply… couldn't. It was as if a flat plane of glass was there, preventing me from coming over. I tried again, but I got extremely dizzy all of a sudden.
trust her
I backed away from the door, as Touko watched, a suprised expression on her face. She stepped back through. "Well, that's going to complicate things. Don't worry about it for now, it was honestly an experiment I was going to ask you to try." she said
trust her
My head cleared rather quickly, and I opened my mouth to ask, but she interrupted. "Strictly off the record. But here." she said, handing me another business card to add to my pile. "Give me a call this…. Saturday. I would like to speak with you at length about some things." she said.
trust her
She seemed different, now. A bit lost if I would be correct. Still, I understood her need for secrecy and I took the card.
trust her
I smiled, "Sure. And I take it everything that just happened, didn't?" I said, raising a pink eyebrow.
trust the killer
Touko nodded, "You do pick up things quick. Unrelatedly, you're going to want to either get a helmet, or change your hair."
I blinked. "My hair, really?"
She shrugged, "Not that I'd find it easy to get your identity, but it is rather distinctive, wouldn't you agree?"
I sighed, the implication hitting me hard. Putting my face in my hand, I let out a long groan. "Really, was it that easy?"
She shrugged, "Most trigger events happen in teens. When you have a photo database of students, it's not very difficult."
I nodded, understanding that not everyone with such access would be as kind. "Thanks."
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I left the rig as an 'Official Rogue Hero in association with the Protectorate'. I even got a free phone with the deal. Along with a bunch of NDAs to sign and promises among promises that the phone didn't have a tracker in it.
I still stashed it about three blocks from my home. I arrived, not naked for the first time today, and yawned. It was about two pm, but I hadn't gotten much sleep in the morning, and all the testing left me lightly dizzy.
Checking the mail, I found an unmarked envelope, simply marked TT. Blinking as I sat on the porch, I opened it, reading the contents.
I groaned, palming my face again.
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"Okay, first off, Tattletale, I'm not into girls, I think. Please don't leave letters for me marked with your lipstick."
We were on a rooftop near the docks, but not too close. More closer to the boardwalk than not.
The girl shrugged, and I had the feeling that her grin was trademarked. Copyrighted, even. "Haha, no way. And you can call me Lisa, you've more than earned it today!"
I blinked at how caviler she was being with her identity, but technically she already knew mine. "Wait, for saving you for lung? That's okay, you got Armsmaster to help at the end."
She cackled, "Oh this is great, you don't even know!" she said, falling down on the roof, holding her stomach. I just stared at her, confused.
"Know what?"
She snorted, standing up as she regained her composure again. "Aside from that, how interested are you in running an entire secret villain base, along with a sick amount of money and… two parahuman teams?"
"What."
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2.3.1 - Coil
A man sat at his desk, deep underground. His head rested on the desk, his eyes unseeing anymore. A body consumed in an effort to live, in vain. A phone laid on on the desk next to him, relieved, girlish laughter echoing though.
Far away and close by, a being that consumed the planet died, murdered twice over, then twice over again as it looked for the situation where it would live, and failed utterly. The world being sundered in mercurian crystal, forever, and ever.
As was the will of the long-dead and living world.
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2.3
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I blinked, puzzled.
"But, parahumans aren't human?" I asked. Touko gave me a strange vibe, and I looked at her a bit more closely.
Nothing really stood out.
"After a fashion. If you're 100% human, as am I, or Dr. Fran, then a Parahuman would be, say, 101%. It was only a scant three or so decades ago that these organs even existed. But here you are, without the known required organs that grant them abilities, and yet, yours would be among the top twenty strongest on record, depending on how you use them."
She took a drag of her cigarette, but I blinked. "About when Scion first appeared.." I stated.
Touko nodded, "Got it in one." she said glibly. Shrugging, she gave a small smile, "Still come with me for a second." she stated, before moving back to the door. I started to follow, but she waved me off. Opening the door, she stepped through. I didn't hear much of the conversation on the other side before she quickly came back, closing it again. A panel appeared to the side of it, and tapping a few keys ridiculously quickly, it gave a small chime. Walking to the other side of the small meeting room we were in, she opened the other door, mumbling under her breath as she waved me closer.
She stepped through into what looked like another meeting room. However, when I tried to step through, I simply… couldn't. It was as if a flat plane of glass was there, preventing me from coming over. I tried again, but I got extremely dizzy all of a sudden.
trust her
I backed away from the door, as Touko watched, a suprised expression on her face. She stepped back through. "Well, that's going to complicate things. Don't worry about it for now, it was honestly an experiment I was going to ask you to try." she said
trust her
My head cleared rather quickly, and I opened my mouth to ask, but she interrupted. "Strictly off the record. But here." she said, handing me another business card to add to my pile. "Give me a call this…. Saturday. I would like to speak with you at length about some things." she said.
trust her
She seemed different, now. A bit lost if I would be correct. Still, I understood her need for secrecy and I took the card.
trust her
I smiled, "Sure. And I take it everything that just happened, didn't?" I said, raising a pink eyebrow.
trust the killer
Touko nodded, "You do pick up things quick. Unrelatedly, you're going to want to either get a helmet, or change your hair."
I blinked. "My hair, really?"
She shrugged, "Not that I'd find it easy to get your identity, but it is rather distinctive, wouldn't you agree?"
I sighed, the implication hitting me hard. Putting my face in my hand, I let out a long groan. "Really, was it that easy?"
She shrugged, "Most trigger events happen in teens. When you have a photo database of students, it's not very difficult."
I nodded, understanding that not everyone with such access would be as kind. "Thanks."
--
I left the rig as an 'Official Rogue Hero in association with the Protectorate'. I even got a free phone with the deal. Along with a bunch of NDAs to sign and promises among promises that the phone didn't have a tracker in it.
I still stashed it about three blocks from my home. I arrived, not naked for the first time today, and yawned. It was about two pm, but I hadn't gotten much sleep in the morning, and all the testing left me lightly dizzy.
Checking the mail, I found an unmarked envelope, simply marked TT. Blinking as I sat on the porch, I opened it, reading the contents.
I groaned, palming my face again.
--
"Okay, first off, Tattletale, I'm not into girls, I think. Please don't leave letters for me marked with your lipstick."
We were on a rooftop near the docks, but not too close. More closer to the boardwalk than not.
The girl shrugged, and I had the feeling that her grin was trademarked. Copyrighted, even. "Haha, no way. And you can call me Lisa, you've more than earned it today!"
I blinked at how caviler she was being with her identity, but technically she already knew mine. "Wait, for saving you for lung? That's okay, you got Armsmaster to help at the end."
She cackled, "Oh this is great, you don't even know!" she said, falling down on the roof, holding her stomach. I just stared at her, confused.
"Know what?"
She snorted, standing up as she regained her composure again. "Aside from that, how interested are you in running an entire secret villain base, along with a sick amount of money and… two parahuman teams?"
"What."
---
2.3.1 - Coil
A man sat at his desk, deep underground. His head rested on the desk, his eyes unseeing anymore. A body consumed in an effort to live, in vain. A phone laid on on the desk next to him, relieved, girlish laughter echoing though.
Far away and close by, a being that consumed the planet died, murdered twice over, then twice over again as it looked for the situation where it would live, and failed utterly. The world being sundered in mercurian crystal, forever, and ever.
As was the will of the long-dead and living world.
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