endbringer, meet gun

[peterxy]

...Very unseasonable rains can be seen in the distance from the shores of Acapulco.

The Brockton Bay Protectorate starts organizing volunteers to be transported or teletransported in batches to it. Heroes, rogues, villains, anyone's assistance is appreciated. A rendez-vous point is set for non-Protectorate capes wishing to volunteer, and Protectorate capes are informed of the situation via communication devices.

Comments

[mxglam]

Glam is looking way happier than someone after a fight with a giant monster should be.

...or, perhaps, exactly the right amount of happy someone should be for having survived one.

[thinkering]

There are a range of moods present in this airplane. Lorica's helmet is as always opaque.

[mxglam]

The fact that Glam's power doesn't allow them to create slips of paper with stuff written on them that actually last long enough to be read is pretty annoying.

[thinkering]

Lorica is oblivious.

[mxglam]

Hmm... technically they can make stuff appear within line-of-sight, so...

Hm. Does Lorica's helmet have an obvious glass visor?

[thinkering]

Glam can't see through the outside of it, but there is a fairly obvious section that she's probably looking out through.

[mxglam]

They don't need to see through the outside.

They make letters made of very thin ice form on the visor, spelling, "Hi, it's Glam."

[thinkering]

Lorica scrubs at her visor and throws a robot at them. The robot clings to Glam's mask.

[mxglam]

They grin. "Hullo."

[thinkering]

"Hi," whispers the robot in Glam's ear. "What is it?"

[mxglam]

"Just checking up on how you're holding up. Also I'm a bit restless and like talking," they whisper back.

[thinkering]

"I have noticed this about you. I'm fine."

[mxglam]

Pause. "I don't actually know what to talk about. It just feels like there should be something to talk about after an Endbringer fight."

[thinkering]

"Well, you could confirm my guess."

[mxglam]

"Guess...?"

[thinkering]

"About your power."

[mxglam]

"...no one else can hear what you're saying, right?"

[thinkering]

"If there's somebody in here with boosted hearing can't swear to it, but not by default unless you lean this robot near your seat neighbor."

[mxglam]

"Yeah I think it's best if that waits until this risk is somewhat lower."

[thinkering]

The robot crawls off of Glam's face and goes to sit on Lorica again.

[mxglam]

And eventually they arrive.

[thinkering]

The Wards go to be post-mission debriefed and chinned-up.

[mxglam]

And Glam-

goes check out the forums!

[thinkering]

They are foruming as usual. Loricas_Bot makes occasional topical remarks on germane threads.

[mxglam]

Glam sends Loricas_Bot a hello!

And looks for posts about the attack.