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]

"...I really don't want luck to have anything to do with the fate of the people I engage with."

[alicornucopia]

Miss Militia nods sympathetically and pats Glam's shoulder. "You will get better and make fewer mistakes."

[mxglam]

"Yes. Yes I will."

[alicornucopia]

"That's the spirit. Were you looking for Chevalier? He's at a meeting with the Director. It is about you, in part, I believe, she will likely want to meet you sometime today."

[mxglam]

Sigh. "Naturally. Well, I was just going to ask him about... what I just asked you. And also was wondering if there was anything, like, official or social with respect to the other Wards and the heroes about my joining other than just signing a bunch of documents, or if I'll just meet them as I lurk." They don't mention Phyllis Constance Yates.

[alicornucopia]

"He wanted to introduce you to everyone at once, and is not sure if Echo or Beneficence can be here for a meeting tonight. Tomorrow evening at the latest."

[mxglam]

"Alright, cool. I met Echo once on patrol, and Dauntless and Lorica and Velocity when I started going out in costume, and saw Dauntless just now."

[alicornucopia]

Miss Militia nods. "Anything else you want to talk about?"

[mxglam]

"Hmmm... any idea when Chevalier and Director Piggot will want to talk, and what about? And... any tips about talking to the Branding lady?" Better not mention that they already tried and it went catastrophically.

[alicornucopia]

"The Director will want to know more about your powers. She will probably express her disappointment that you did not join before you made a fatal mistake," says Miss Militia. "I doubt you will have trouble with Branding, your name and costume will not offend parents and you are not wearing plaid."

[mxglam]

"Well, mightn't the gender thing be a sticking point?"

[alicornucopia]

"Oh, I suppose it might be. Maybe you should have two different lines of merchandise?" laughs Miss Militia.

[mxglam]

They grin. "That sounds like a great idea!" Too bad apparently not great enough for one Phyllis Constance Yates.

...well, maybe she didn't think of it? They certainly wouldn't have a problem differentiating merchandise for the different aisles, although they're not particularly sure what would be different - their costume is literally white with white on white made of white, and as far as they knew weapons or powers weren't exactly gendered.

Oh well.

[alicornucopia]

Miss Militia is probably smiling behind her bandana flag. "I am sure Phyllis will be amused!" she says, and she moves on through the corridor.

[mxglam]

...they are sure Miss Militia has never met Phyllis Constance Yates. Or perhaps she is less of a butt to non-Wards, or to Miss Militia in particular.

They return to their room to kill time until Chevalier and Director Piggot want to talk to them. Or until lunch, whichever comes first.

[alicornucopia]

It turns out the room is hooked up to some kinda intercom. "Glam, please report to Director Piggot's office," this system says shortly before lunch.

[mxglam]

They jump, and giggle at themself. Okay, then.

Fly fly, knock knock.

[alicornucopia]

"Come in," says Piggot.

[mxglam]

They do. "Hi."

[alicornucopia]

"You might be surprised to hear that your slip last night ultimately did lead to the man's death."

[mxglam]

Wince. "I am not surprised, no. I- I ran into Miss Militia and asked her about it."

[alicornucopia]

"Lorica's reports indicate that you have nonlethal options. Why were you using lethal ones?"

[mxglam]

"It was an accident. I was- planning on going after Mincemeat, and was prepping for it, and used the wrong thing, and it was reckless and silly and thoughtless and stupid and-" They shut themself up, but can't quite bring themself to look at the Director. They killed someone, even if it was an accident they did, they did, it's another person in their conscience and they really need to stop thinking about it or they'll start hyperventilating and none of it is enough, it'll never be enough, they're dead, they're both dead-

[alicornucopia]

"What motivated you to take up vigilante work to begin with?" asks Piggot, frowning.

[mxglam]

A question to focus on, yes, good, that they can deal with. They look at her. "A desire to use my powers to help people."