peterverse | endbringer, meet gun

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...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.

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From:

thinkering

"Can you get your power to do healing. Even temporary just until he gets to the hospital. I have - first aid shit, I can't touch this."

From:

mxglam

"I- I don't know, m-maybe, I'll try-"

They look at the downed guy. He is not dead. He is not hurt. He clearly is not hurt, that is not blood at all, that is not a hole they made with their own gun, it isn't, it isn't-

From:

thinkering

Lorica grabs Glam's face and aims it away from the dying man and at her helmet. "Glam. Listen to me. He is going to survive. A tiny percentage of people die before the ambulance gets them to the hospital, I just looked it up, I've got internet in my helmet. He's going to be fine. And you can't have hit him very hard to begin with, think about it, they can't have been expecting anything worse than a regular gun and that'd be easily survivable and that's without including your own expectation. He's going to be fine. It's a flesh wound and maybe a broken rib, he'd be conscious if you weren't trying to stun him. Listen to me."

From:

mxglam

They're listening. They're saying nothing, but they're listening, and they're trying to believe. Yes, Lorica's right, believe her words, he's not going to die, that much blood is not enough to kill someone, is it, but it was so much blood, was there a puddle of blood on the ground, they don't remember, they think there was but they're not sure-

From:

thinkering

There's a siren. Lorica's hands drop to her sides and she lopes in its direction.

From:

mxglam

Glam doesn't look up, nor do they look at the guy. They just stay there, staring at nothing.

From:

thinkering

Lorica talks to paramedics. Paramedics take downed guy.

Cops appear. Cops take tranquilized guy.

From:

mxglam

Glam stands up, goes after Lorica. "Is he gonna be okay." The grammar suggests question, the intonation does not.

Edited Date: 2016-02-03 01:22 am (UTC)

From:

thinkering

"Dunno. I'm supposed to bring you back to HQ."

From:

mxglam

Panic. Panic panic panic. They take a step back.

"No no no, are they going to arrest me, it was an accident!"

From:

thinkering

"I believe you, and if you want a chance in hell of convincing anybody else you will not make me chase you, Glam!"

From:

mxglam

That makes sense, that makes a lot of sense, trust Lorica, Lorica is smart and can resist the Simurgh her judgment is sound-

"Okay."

From:

thinkering

"I don't think you'd better fly this freaked out. Walk with me." She heads down the street. "Now. There are some legit reasons to carry lethal ammo. If you were planning to fight Brutes and mixed stuff up, if you don't have any other options and were aiming for the arm, if you have some kind of weird power limitation where you literally don't know what stuff will do. I recommend going with the first story because the second one undersells your versatility and the last one undermines your authority on your creations. Any bulletproof Brutes you might've been on your way to ambush?"

From:

mxglam

From:

thinkering

"I assume you don't want me to waltz you into HQ and tell them the truth, but if you do, by all means tell me."

From:

mxglam

"No."

Stop. Breathe. Think. You're good at thinking, darnit, look you can even control your swearing now. Close eyes. Open eyes.

"Okay. I have no idea what Brutes I could be facing. Trainwreck?" Think think. "I wouldn't face the Empire alone, that'd be stupid, but other than the one Japanese teleporter cape only the Merchants have capes. Are there any other Brutes in town you know? Would they even buy that?" Okay. Returning to normal levels of functioning. Approximately.

Edited Date: 2016-02-03 01:37 am (UTC)

From:

thinkering

"Do they have to be in town? Can you sell 'I was going to take a trip to Jersey City and take out Mincemeat, I was prepping something for that'?"

From:

mxglam

"...that is way more reckless than I usually actually am but might align well with my projected recklessness. And I mean I could be completely wrong about my assessment about recklessness, letting the guy be-"

Okay, they're not well, yet, but talking it through, thinking, analysing, that's good, that helps.

From:

thinkering

"Okay. So you were prepping something to take out Mincemeat, you grabbed the wrong gun, you devoutly hope he makes a full recovery, they will probably pressgang you into the Wards if they let you evade trial but I wouldn't say it's too unlikely."