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.

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[alicornucopia]

Windflower says, "Are you going to be weird like Lorica and not take your mask off even in here?"

[mxglam]

"...can you ask me this again tomorrow?"

[alicornucopia]

"Whhhhy?"

[mxglam]

"I'll explain tomorrow!"

[alicornucopia]

"Why are you being weird?" asks Windflower.

[mxglam]

"Oh, love, that question I can't promise to answer even tomorrow. I'm just really really weird. Would a normal person have emojis on their face?"

[alicornucopia]

"Don't call me love," exclaims Windflower.

Boots snickers.

[mxglam]

"Sorry, was just an expression. Didn't mean anything by it. Won't use it again."

[peterxy]

"So, Glam, what exactly is it you do?" asks Dauntless, who's apparently called Mark.

Echo, whose name is Willow, picks at her food and doesn't seem to be comfortable about joining in the conversation.

[mxglam]

"Conjuration of things, some limits that shrink with time and practice; changing how things behave, also has limits that shrink with time and practice. This suit and this mask are both conjured. Look, I can make a floating golf ball." And one appears, in a self-fulfilling prophecy. "Stuff I neglect disappears after about thirty minutes unless I pay attention to it again."

[alicornucopia]

"Are you naked under there?" leers Boots. "If you forget to pay attention to your suit?"

[mxglam]

Oh, so that's what Lorica meant. "Don't you wish you knew?"

[peterxy]

"Boots," Dauntless sighs. "Glam has just arrived."

[alicornucopia]

"She got here last night," Boots objects.

"I thought it was a guy?" says Windflower uncertainly.

"No way," snorts Boots.

[mxglam]

[peterxy]

Dauntless raises an eyebrow but doesn't comment.

[thinkering]

"Lorica did... Glam's... power testing," says Windflower tentatively. "Um, since Glam's being weird about it will you say?"

"Neither," says Lorica.

"I heard both," remarks Miss Militia, leaning around Drupe to furrow her brow at the conversation.

[mxglam]

"Both and neither is a good description," Glam agrees.

[alicornucopia]

"I am confused again," says Miss Militia.

"The fuck is that supposed to mean?" demands Boots.

[mxglam]

"I'm weird," shrugs Glam. "Gender is one of the things I'm weird about."

Armsmaster glances at them then resumes his conversation with Miracle Max.

[alicornucopia]

"So you're some kind of freaky fag -" begins Boots.

"Language," snaps Chevalier.

"What do you want me to call it, then, what's the PC way to say that?"

Chevalier is momentarily nonplussed, then says, "You could ask Glam how they'd prefer to be talked about."

[mxglam]

"They is good," Glam nods, "but the idea behind Boots' description is pretty accurate!"

Dauntless glares at Boots, but given that Chevalier's got it handled, he furrows his brows at Glam. He seems to be having trouble formulating something he wants to ask.

Glam decides to guess: "I'll have to talk to Ms. Yates about it again tomorrow, and I'm actually pretty hard to really offend, though being misgendered annoys me a bit."

Dauntless looks somewhat uncertain but eventually nods.

[alicornucopia]

"What the f- what does misgendered mean?" says Boots, glancing at Chevalier before uttering a swear word.

[mxglam]

"It means talking about me as if I were a gender I'm not. For example, if I were to talk to someone about you and said 'I like Boots, she's nice,' that would be misgendering you."

[alicornucopia]

"You'd be asking to get your face kicked in, is what you'd be doing," snarls Boots.

"Cool it," Chevalier snaps.