Tag: 9.3p1
[WP] A super hero fights evil by wiping memories of both the villain and everyone who knew of them so that they can be reintroduced into society safely. Today, as you were combing through old newspapers, you discover that you were once the world’s most powerful supervillain. • r/WritingPrompts
loreweaver-universe: The first time I killed a man, I swore I’d never do it again. Keep reading Early during my session tonight, my friend Loreweaver posted this short story. I personally thought it was brilliant, and it just so happens to be a superhero story with a tone much like Worm’s, so I think it […]
There’s plenty of chapter left, it’s 3 AM, and this seems like a fantastic breaking point, so I’m going to stop here for the year. See you in 2018 (or whenever you’re reading it, for you fancy future people) as we find out what sort of “trouble” is afoot!
Ooh, maybe it even involves Taylor’s plan? I’ll have to wait and see.
When they returned, the Wards and Glory Girl were out in the hallway. The PRT officers were rushing out of the room, pulling their helmets on.
Um. Trouble? Or is it just patrol time?
“You’re back,” Weld informed them, “Just in time. Class is cancelled. We’ve got trouble.”
Trouble it is.
Also, I like the word choice “informed them”, following a statement that should be especially obvious to them.
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Alright, looks like we’re heading out to see the trouble for ourselves rather than have Weld explain it to us.
He hedged his answer, “I’ll work on it. Sorry if that’s been bothering you.”
“It’s okay. I’m tougher than I look.” She bumped one fist against the armor that covered her chest.
Hehe, yeah. It kind of seems like you might be the toughest one here, sometimes, in some ways.
“And I’m sorry, again, for saying what I did. You’re good people, Missy.”
“Want to go back to class?” she asked.
“If you’re okay?”
She nodded.
🙂
I’m glad they got to work these things out a bit.
“I miss the old Dennis. The guy who picked a sorta rude codename and announced himself in front of the news so Piggy and the other people in charge couldn’t really make him change it. Because it was funny.
Ahahaha!
Because he liked pushing the limits and because he saw this all as something fun. The new Dennis is so angry. Now I guess I get why.”
“Aren’t you? Angry? At everything that’s going on? At the unfairness of what happened?”
It doesn’t seem like her primary emotional reaction, but there might be some anger tucked away there too.
She shook her head, which amounted to rubbing her head against his shoulder. “Yeah. But you can’t let it consume you. If you really don’t like Weld, you don’t have to force yourself to get along with him. But don’t stay like this. Don’t stay angry.”
tfw the 13-year-old with a crush on one of the dead guys has it all more together than you
Seriously, though, I’m really liking Vista. Good kid.
He nodded. It wasn’t so easy, though. Letting things go, relaxing, he couldn’t help but feel like he’d fall apart if he did.
LET IT GOOO, LET IT GOOO, CAN’T HOLD ME BACK ANYMOOO’
He couldn’t get his hopes up about Panacea’s willingness to help his dad – and facing any of that head on, without a buffer of smouldering fury? It might leave him unable to serve and protect the people who really needed it. He felt his pulse quicken a step at the thought of it.
People deal with bad stuff and pressure in many different ways. This isn’t the healthiest, but it is one of them.
“No. I kind of noticed that too. I thought it was wishful thinking.”
Aw, Vista…
Clockblocker sighed, “He was a good guy, and it’s shhsss…ucky-”
Ahaha, there he goes again.
“You can swear around me, Dennis. I’m thirteen, not eight.”
Oh hey, either the info in Agitation was outdated or she’s had a birthday since then.
Also, that means Weld was wrong in 9.1, unless the birthday just happened. He got told by a Real Certified (Barely) Teen.
He smiled a little behind his mask, feeling embarrassed. “Okay. Sorry.”
More seriously, he admitted, “It’s shitty of me to snap at you for doing what he would do. Glory Girl said I should let the grudge toward Weld go, partially for you, and she’s right. You’re right. I was, am, angry. At the pointlessness of what happened, what’s still happening out there. I get frustrated and angry when I’m here, because I feel like I should be out on the streets. I get pissed off when I’m out on patrol because I feel like I should be with my family… but when I’m with my family, I feel frustrated and helpless because I can’t do anything there…”
Basically, Clocky’s getting 8.3′d everywhere he goes. It’s nice that he’s opening up about it a bit, at least.
He stopped himself before he admitted the full extent of his difficulties back home.
“…I was taking it out on the new guy, when he probably doesn’t deserve it.”
This seems like an important realization to have. Guess you’ve got one more person to apologize to, eh?
He walked down the stairs and sat down next to her. “Yeah.”
“I knew I didn’t have a chance with him. He was way older, he was rich, handsome. He was dating Glory Girl, or they were just getting over a breakup, or he was starting to patch things up with her for the millionth time.
Off and on.
Kind of like this song but without the finality, I suppose. (And yeah, I realize the finality is the most important part of that song.)
There was never a good time to talk to him one on one, unless we were out on patrol together, and I dunno what I would have said if there had been a chance.”
It’s probably for the best that Vista didn’t explicitly confess (though she didn’t exactly hide it either). Even if he were single, it’s not like he was in a position to accept without being a creep. Better to just let her enjoy his company one-sidedly.
I have a hard time believing he wasn’t fully aware of this. Especially considering his power involved emotion.
“He liked you. He was fond of you.”
Vista gave him a sidelong glare, “Are you lying to me?”
Shame Vista never caught on to this, though.
“No! No. I’m saying he actually enjoyed doing patrols with you. Never had an unkind word to say about you-”
She interrupted, “He didn’t have an unkind word to say about anybody.”
Fair enough.
“Not exactly true. When Piggy caught on to the fact that Shadow Stalker was doing solo patrols every night, made us take turns going with her, he had a few things to say. About both Piggy and Shadow Stalker.”
Hah, nice.
Vista smiled slightly.
“He enjoyed your company, Missy. There were little signs, but I believe it. When Triumph or Aegis assigned him a patrol shift with Kid Win, Browbeat or just about anyone else, it was ‘okay’, or ‘yes sir’. But when it was with me or you, it was ‘great’ or he’d just smile really wide, like it had made his night. It sounds dumb when I say it out loud-”
😀
Vista twisted around to look up at him, “You said that in front of Glory Girl, too. He was her boyfriend.”
Both of the girls are concerned with how it affected the other, not just themselves. I like that.
“I know. She said she understood and that it was okay, but I don’t know how true that is. Before I figure that out and work out how to make it up to her, I want to make sure you’re okay.”
I think it counts for a lot that Clocky actually mentions that he’s not sure how true that is and that he still intends to make it up to her, because I feel like if he didn’t, Vista would absolutely guess that it wasn’t okay and get even more annoyed/angry at Clocky for seemingly having taken it at face value.
She hung her head.
It was a long time before she spoke. “He was the reason I looked forward to coming here every day.”
😥
Seriously, Clocky literally couldn’t have picked a worse pair of people to speak ill of Gallant in front of. At least among the cast we’re familiar with.
“Okay. Right, okay.”
She pushed his shoulder, making him stumble in the direction Vista had gone. Easy to forget how strong she is. “Now go.”
Hell yes.
He ran.
Definitely don’t get the sense I’m forgiven, there.
Yet Victoria focused on helping to set things right between Clocky and the other person he upset, no matter how much it hurt her.
He checked two empty rooms and made one nervous check of the women’s bathroom before he found Vista halfway down the stairwell at the rear of the building.
Good to know Clocky has enough sense to check there, in spite of the awkwardness of entering.
(Which, by the way, is bullshit. Gendered bathrooms are bullshit. There’s literally no good reason to have them that I’m aware of.)
She had one leg up on a higher stair than the other, her hands clasped around her knee. She turned her head partway, acknowledging that someone was there, then wiped at her eyes with the sleeve of her costume.
It’s gonna be hard to approach her if she doesn’t want to be approached.
“I’m sorry,” he spoke to her back.
“You’re a jerk.”
Good start, opening with that. If you didn’t, you’d risk suddenly being far away from her.
“I am. I’m the worst jerk.”
Heh. Yeah, sometimes it can be good to go along like this.
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