internet, meet [insert title of glam's webseries]

[mxglam]

To Glam's continued delight, more kissing sessions happen on the following days (when they're feeling like a boy). They haven't met her parents as her official boyfriend or girlfriend or whatever yet, and don't mind it too much.

News about Purity's escape surprises exactly no one, but the Protectorate's reputation suffers a blow because of the attack; after all, the heroes were beaten on their home turf. The PHO forums are abuzz, though rumors of Glam's death at the hands of Hookwolf (probably started by same) prove largely unfounded.

And Glam really should get to their webisodes and start building a steadier rep. And that's (one of the reasons) why they're in Lorica's workshop a few days later.

"So what should I do? I haven't posted anything since Purity, should probably make this more of a habit."

Comments

[acanofworms]

"Yes, though apparently it wasn't enough to fend off whatever it was that Warp actually does. Explain?"

[thinkering]

So Lorica's bot shows footage of the marbles. Sitting on people. "I'm afraid I don't have both perspectives, here, me and bots both just see what's actually there."

[acanofworms]

"It looked like there was metal... stuff, all around," Rewind says. "Holding them and stuff."

Armsmaster nods. "The powers on record for him had him as being able to warp objects he can perceive on the battlefield."

[thinkering]

"Well, he can't, but it's possible he thinks he can - or did before I told everybody - not everyone's self-immune."

[acanofworms]

Armsmaster nods, and starts standing up. "In any case, congratulations." And he starts leaving.

[mrdauntless]

Dauntless realizes that's all Armsmaster is going to say, so he goes with, "Yes, it was very good, we apprehended two parahumans and stripped the Teeth of much of their strength. You all did amazing!"

[thinkering]

"Thank you, Dauntless."

[mrdauntless]

Armsmaster nods at Dauntless' words and leaves. "Especially you," he tells Rewind, "we wouldn't have been anywhere near as successful without your skill."

"Thanks! And Lorica arranged for me to go out with paramedics to help, too."

"Oh, that's a great idea!" he says, beaming at Lorica.

[thinkering]

"Thanks," says Lorica. "I was just in the middle of working out some of the logistics when the alert came in."

[mrdauntless]

"Oh, so Piggot was okay with it? Awesome," says Rewind.

"Now, I don't know about you but I'm starting to feel today's bruises, and I have patrolling later, so I'm gonna go rest a bit before that," Dauntless pipes in.

"Bye!"

[thinkering]

"I just want to reiterate what Dauntless said. You are - in the card game and not the ratings sense - and enormous trump card and we're really lucky to have you."

[peterxy]

She grins widely. "Thank you!"

[thinkering]

"Glam, you did good too. Echo, I know you didn't see a lot of action today but it could have been important to have you covering the exit if something had gone pear-shaped, thank you."

[mxglam]

Echo smiles and nods.

Glam really, really shouldn't say something like, 'So, do I get a reward?'

...so they don't. What a feat of self-control! "And of course we owe a lot to our Captain's awesome bots and mind powers."

[thinkering]

"Thank you."

[mxglam]

"Yeah! Whoop whoop!" The other heroes have left the room. "Aaaand I don't have patrolling today so I'm gonna shower and browse."

"You could do that on the console in case anyone needs you," suggests Glam.

"Yeah, sure."

[thinkering]

"Don't shower on the console. Just browse there."

[mxglam]

She giggles. "Spoilsport!"

Glam floats and asks, when Rewind's far enough that she won't hear: "So, I do think we both deserve a reward for our tremendously competent handling of the villains today," they say, because self-control only goes as far as it absolutely needs to.

[thinkering]

"You think so, huh?"

[mxglam]

"Yes! I do! I even have a few suggestions!"

[thinkering]

"Well, let's go and I'll hear your proposal out."

[mrglam]

They do, and she does. They're quite interesting suggestions, too.

[thinkering]

Lorica as always exercises her judgment with care.

And then she puts her helmet back on and says, "Uh, my parents want you to come to dinner?"

[mrglam]

Blink.

Blink blink.

"Uh, today?"

[thinkering]

"Today is available later is also fine if you'd rather."