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[msrewind]

She gets the note just before lunch. She's in the PHQ in less than twenty minutes, then she knocks on Piggot's door politely.

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[thinkering]

A while later, his shoulderbot says, "You should go to Lorica's workshop."

[mrglam]

"Ooh, should I?" he asks, putting his book down and conjuring his costume to do just that.

[thinkering]

"Yes," confirms the shoulderbot.

[mrglam]

So he floats over to her workshop.

[thinkering]

And in it is Lorica with a four-inch chocolate cake, becandled, and a present. "Happy birthday!"

[mrglam]

"Aww! Thank you, my love," he says, floating over to her to kiss her and accept the present.

[thinkering]

The present is a book!

"It's a translation of a pirated Chinese cape science book."

[mrglam]

"...that is so cool, is there stuff on the Yàngbǎn?"

[thinkering]

"Yeah!"

[mrglam]

"Best girlfriend," he says, and wraps her in a hug.

[thinkering]

Hug!

[mrglam]

And kiss! And then cake!

[thinkering]

Cake for two!

[mrglam]

Yes! Yay!

"So, Piggot called me to her office earlier today."

[thinkering]

"They keeping you for six more?"

[mrglam]

"Five and a half."

[thinkering]

"Of course."

[mrglam]

"She said I'd have more time to coordinate with your powers or something. Which, well, is true."

[thinkering]

"I mean, I coordinate with Dad fine and he's not a Ward, but it's probably slightly less awkward to have me issuing orders when I technically outrank you and in Dad's case they just pipe to his helmet so it looks less weird..."

[mrglam]

"Yeah but you don't patrol together and there'll be a lot of training and patrol time with actual adult heroes instead of Wards when I graduate to the Protectorate proper."

[thinkering]

"Yeah. It'll be different."

[mrglam]

"But we needn't worry about that for another five and a half months."

[thinkering]

"I mean, maybe it's worth a week or two of advance worrying."

[mrglam]

"Worrying about what, though?"

[thinkering]

"Coordinating across team boundaries," she shrugs.