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."

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[mrglam]

"That's fair."

[thinkering]

"I can't wait until I'm eighteen," she sighs. "And a half, if they hang on to me. Which they might. Captain. Christ."

[mrglam]

"When do you turn eighteen? I'm November six, by the by."

[thinkering]

"Year from September thirteenth. They could've made Echo captain, why didn't they make Echo captain? I apparently know so firmly in my own head that I'm not in it for the long haul that I don't remember that I might be pretending convincingly to other people."

[mrglam]

"Or they might know it and might be trying to get you to stay by... giving you more responsibility? A challenge? Maybe they think being in command would appeal to you enough to get you to stay?"

[thinkering]

"Do they think I'm going to forget that as soon as I graduate I bump back down to being low on the totem pole relative to my shiny new peers?"

[mrglam]

Shrug. "Or maybe you do pretend very convincingly, I'm biased because you kinda all but told me up front within a month of us knowing each other but I'm pretty sure you don't other people."

[thinkering]

"Yeah, doesn't usually come up."

[mrglam]

"Or maybe they thought you were drifting away from the team and thought being captain for a year and change could change that."

[thinkering]

"I do like many things about it better than not being captain, but I'd still rather quit, make a shit ton of money selling virtual reality procedurally generated video games or something, and use that budget to do infrastructure and stuff."

[mrglam]

"Ooh, that sounds fun! Can I help? In between sessions of kicking Endbringer butt?"

[thinkering]

"I'd still show up to Endbringers. And maintain Dad's suit. I'd even take other consultant-type work for the Protectorate if they could be not terrible about it. What do you bring to the video games and infrastructure table?"

[mrglam]

"I have absolutely no clue!"

[thinkering]

"Then the answer is maybe."

[mrglam]

He giggles. "I love you."

[thinkering]

Kiss.

[mrglam]

Kiiissss!

[thinkering]

"I mean, I can probably think of uses for you but temporary objects aren't particularly infrastructural and once I've got mass production running I won't have that much need of bot flock padding either."

[mrglam]

"I can provide imaginary advanced tools which might speed up the whole process. Maybe."

[thinkering]

"Maybe, but bots aside I mostly do software stuff."

[mrglam]

"...super advanced and fast processors? Dunno if they'd run into the squinting problem."

[thinkering]

"They might help for stuff the bots were coding on their own, maybe."

[mrglam]

Shrug.

[thinkering]

"We make a good combat team but not necessarily a good capitalism team. But you don't have to work for me to date me."

[mrglam]

"That's true, and I guess you can boss me around in non-work-related contexts."