brockton bay, meet glam

[mxglam]

It's the anniversary. Glam would very much not like to celebrate.

It’s their last day on Winslow High - they’re being transferred to Arcadia on Monday - and also their last day without a patrol schedule assigned.

And the PRT released a small announcement on its website about Glam joining the Wards. Now their wiki page doesn’t get erased, of course - they’re no longer speculative. They wonder what it’s got on them.

Comments

[mxglam]

"Agreed, but in the end, if it's the system as a whole that's flawed with regards to that, I don't think she should personally pay or be held to blame for it. Even if there was more she could have done." Shrug. "To be honest I think if at some point the gender thing becomes less of a hot topic and slash or department policy changes with respect to that, from what I've interacted with her, she'll roll with it and adapt."

[alicornucopia]

"Well, we'll make sure she's got the chance to do that in time to be of some use to you, shall we?" says Al, smiling.

[mxglam]

"Hopefully. I'm kinda in their hands right now though so, uh."

[alicornucopia]

"The Protectorate listens to us," says Al. "Now, let's paint me a clearer picture -"

Al wants all the details. The dual identity, the behavior of Piggot and every other adult Glam has interacted with, as much as they can remember about Yates's exact arguments and words during the initial disastrous conversation.

[mxglam]

Listens. Right. They're afraid this is gonna be a mistake, but remembering the one moment on the forum, and trying to extrapolate that to at least another seven months-

They tell everything.

[alicornucopia]

Al thanks Glam quite warmly and says someone will be by the next day.





By the time Glam is up the next morning, the entire headquarters is in chaos.

[mxglam]

uM-

What kind of chaos, exactly...?

[alicornucopia]

There is a just-shy-of-shouting match of some kind in Director Piggot's office, as soon as Glam opens the door they can see Windflower is taking off down the hall like the hounds of Hell are chasing her, Yates can be seen through the window carrying a cardboard box full of office supplies out the front door, robots are buzzing everywhere including two that seem to be actively patrolling the door to Lorica's workshop, and -

- now Glam is being slammed into the wall! It's Boots! Hi, Boots!

[mxglam]

"...Ow. Good morning?"

[alicornucopia]

"Did you fucking bring the Youth Guard in? They're talking about trans-gender shit it has to be you what did you do you fucking moron?"

[mxglam]

"What?" Their sleep-addled brain catches up with what it's seen. "...has Yates been fired?!"

[alicornucopia]

"What's it look like? I don't give a shit about her, what did you think you were doing bringing the Guard in so they stare down everybody? This is the department's second strike, they're going to be breathing down our necks for a week, you little selfish shit!" Wallslam!

[mxglam]

"Ow! I'm sorry! I didn't know! It wasn't- I didn't mean to! ...second strike? What was the first?"

...ow.

[alicornucopia]

"Six years ago somebody was an insomniac and the Youth fucking Guard have rules about sleep, or didn't you hear."

[mxglam]

"...six years ago? Seriously? They hold a grudge for- ow- that long? ...it's getting kinda hard to breathe here."

[alicornucopia]

"I didn't fucking get a chance to complain before you decided to be their poster child for fags who need our support and validation for their fucking gender identities," snarls Boots, but he flings Glam to the floor in disgust and lets go.

[mxglam]

"I'm sorry!" they call from the floor, before floating up. "Are there any of them here?"

[alicornucopia]

"Not yet."

[mxglam]

"I'll- I'll fix this. Somehow."

New Glam appears. "Go after Yates. Apologize. Tell her- tell her not to leave yet, tell her I'll fix this." They didn't need to give out the orders explicitly, that was for Boots' sake.

They grab their phone and look for Al's business card- there it is.

[alicornucopia]

Yates is not particularly interested in talking to a Glam who chases her out the door.

[mxglam]

The Glam who chases her out of the door calls, "I'm gonna fix it! I told them you were okay, just, wait a bit!"

The Glam who stayed calls Al.

[alicornucopia]

Yates puts her office supplies in her car.

"Contini," says Al's voice.

[mxglam]

"Get Yates back and stop this fuckery or I'm publicly denying everything you say about me."

Copy is instantly aware of this. "I'm on the phone with the Youth Guard guy, I'll fix it!"

[alicornucopia]

"I don't think I understand," says Al, politely nonplussed.

"If you have ever fixed anything in your life," Yates says, softly, venomously, "then I'm very surprised."

[mxglam]

"Yates got fired, they're saying this is the dept's second strike, it is not a strike if there weren't any rules about it before!"

Copy can't feel hurt about it, but it can act in a way Glam would expect it to act, which is a wince and a nod. "I deserve that. I'm sorry. I told them not to- it wasn't your fault, you're not supposed to take the fall for it, it's not fair."