[X] Telepathy- (LVL STUDENT 0/100XP) Can listen to brief words of surface level thoughts!
[x] Go to the Daily Bugle and try to sell papers for them.
Evelyn begins to hear strange things around her as she decides to go to the Daily Bugle to try to sell papers for them.
<Late> She passed a running office worker.
<Fucking cat> A woman with a bunch of bandaids on her fingers walked past.
<Ice cream> A little girl with her mother were in front of a ice cream shop, looking at their menu.
Evelyn was pretty sure these weren't her thoughts. So ... she was either going crazy or she was developing another mutation. She decided to believe in the better option so she ducked into an alleyway and tried to turn off this telepathy. She didn't exactly want to hear every johnny and jane's thoughts all the time so Evelyn tried to focus like when she focused using her telekinesis. It just seemed to intensify the thoughts, but she could feel it now, tangible and warm, and so carefully pushed it further down into her mind, covering it with old memories. Coming out of her fugue, she was relieved that she didn't have to hear the thoughts of everyone passing by, but just as a test, she pulled it out.
<Game> <papers> <Jeffrey>
And pushed it back in.
Blessed silence. She smiled and headed to the Daily Bugle and managed to get to the receptionist there. She looked to be in her early twenties with black short hair and a red polka dot blouse with a shoulder padded black jacket over it. Her nametag read Betty.
"Can I help you?" She asked, tilting her head.
"Hi, I was hoping I could sell papers for the Daily Bugle?" Evelyn asked, nervously.
"Okay, but you'll have to pay an upfront fee of $10 for a stack of hundred 25 cent newspapers." Betty explained. Evelyn quickly did the math in her head and found it was a profit of $15. It wasn't bad if she managed to sell them all in an hour.
"Sure, sounds good. Can I come back to grab another stack if I manage to sell them all?" Evelyn asked.
"Absolutely." Betty said, beaming. She gave Betty the money and grabbed two stacks of fifty newspapers. Turning on her telepathy power, she quickly used it to discern who wanted a paper and who didn't which made her really efficient. In an hour, she was rolling in quarters and headed back to The Daily Bugle. Betty took her money with some surprise, but didn't say anything as Evelyn grabbed another stack.
Evelyn was disappointed that when she returned there were no more stacks, but it wasn't bad for two hours of work. She decided to head to Oscorp for her work, braving the gentrified streets again. Unfortunately, she wasn't assigned to the penthouse again, being assigned to three floors of science related things. Evelyn was cleaning the sixteenth floor when she was rudely bumped by a scientist.
"Schultz!" a female scientist yelled, stalking up to a taller brown haired woman.
"What do you need again Raxton?" Schultz said dryly.
"Fuck off, you owe me, bitch," Raxton snapped, pulling out two pieces of paper. "I need your boss to support these two proposals."
"Doctor Octavius hardly listens to me," Schultz said, rolling her eyes. She still took them and looked them over. "They're both interesting, but I can't do both. Choose one."
"Are you kidding me?" Raxton said, folding her arms. "I saved your ass when I double checked your formulas last month."
"I would have caught those eventually, and besides, even you know that doing both is an impossibility," Schultz said, before shaking the papers with her fingertips. "Now choose."
"Fuck off, you choose. I'm going to get some coffee from the cafeteria." Raxton said, before stalking off angrily. Schultz grimaced, before spotting Evelyn.
"Hey, sanitation staff lady!" Evelyn's shoulders stiffened as she tried to find an exit. Unfortunately, Schultz was upon her with her long gazelle legs before she knew it. "Can you help me out? Choose one proposal for me. Here."
She handed the papers to Evelyn who timidly took them. One was about a new type of electrical power plant while another was research about inducing regeneration from lizard DNA.
What do you choose?
[ ] Power plant.
[ ] Lizard DNA regeneration.
"Thanks, I really appreciate it," Schultz said, smiling slyly. "Here's my business card as a show of my appreciation."
Was ... Was she hitting on her?? Evelyn turned on her telepathy as she took the card.
<cute!>
Evelyn blushed and turned it off. "I-I gotta go clean." Retreating to an opening elevator, she headed to the worker's lounge to cool off and hide. She ate her dinner and wonders if she should try to go to the Penthouse under the guise of cleaning or not before going to her trusty fire escape.
What do you do?
[ ] Go to the Penthouse under the guise of cleaning.
[ ] Don't go and head to your new fire escape to sleep.