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

[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.

[mxglam]

"Maybe," Glam agrees. "And while I won't kick anyone's face in, that's more-or-less how I feel when people talk about me as if I were a boy or as if I were a girl, most of the time."

[alicornucopia]

"Bull-" pause "hockey," says Boots.

"Which bathroom do you go in?" wonders Windflower.

[mxglam]

"Currently, my room's!" they laugh. "The more elaborate answer to that question is somewhat complicated, but suffice to say that my power lets me use whichever I feel like at the time."

Dauntless looks interested. "You have a Changer power, too?" Armsmaster is half-paying attention to the conversation as well, now.

"Mmmmore or less. It's really the same underlying thing, altering the way something behaves - or looks."

[thinkering]

"I bet Lorica had fun power-testing that," Boots snorts.

Lorica doesn't look up.

[mxglam]

"Mmmmnnno, that doesn't need much testing. Of course, you could prove me wrong." Two can play this game.

[alicornucopia]

"Don't flatter yourself, queer."

"James," says Chevalier.

"What, is flatter a bad word now?"

"That's not the problem and you know it."

[mxglam]

"Oh, Bootsy, you tempt me so much."

[alicornucopia]

"Don't get cute with me," snaps Boots.

"Glam, don't make it worse," Chevalier sighs.

[mxglam]

"Sorry, I promise I won't pick on James." They almost say 'too much' at the end, there, but that would probably be noticed. One scolding has already been enough for the day.

[alicornucopia]

"Thank you, Glam," says Chevalier.

Boots picks at his food.

[mxglam]

"So, Betty, I am curious about your power, but I understand if you don't like talking about it."

[alicornucopia]

"It's airborne poisons," says Betty, not looking their way.