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

"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."

From:

mxglam

Exhale. "I do devoutly hope he makes a full recovery. I didn't mean to shoot him, he was just a drug dealer, I don't even agree with drug laws."

From:

thinkering

"Mention that if it looks like they aren't buying it, otherwise this is a bad time to go into your disagreement with various laws."

From:

mxglam

Sigh. Nod.

From:

thinkering

"Last minute questions?"

From:

mxglam

Headshake.

Edited Date: 2016-02-03 02:00 am (UTC)

From:

thinkering

"You okay to fly?"

From:

mxglam

Hover. Nod.

From:

thinkering

Lorica leads the way.

Behold: Brockton Bay Protectorate HQ.

From:

mxglam

Brockton Bay Protectorate HQ: is Beheld.

Slight shudder.

From:

thinkering

A bot lands on Glam's shoulder and sort of snuggles up to their neck, to the extent that a robot can snuggle.

In they go.

Chevalier's waiting, arms crossed forbiddingly.

"I've got Lorica's summary," he tells Glam. "I'd like to hear what happened in your own words."

From:

mxglam

Confidence. Self-assuredness. Being slightly shaken for shooting someone it wasn't supposed to be-

"I was making something to take on Mincemeat, then I ran into the deal and got the wrong gun. It was supposed to just be a, a stun gun, but then it wasn't. I'm really, really sorry, and I hope he makes a full recovery."

Edited Date: 2016-02-03 11:40 am (UTC)