"Hey," Amy greeted Verity as she was about to walk by the healer in one of the Rig's many hallways. "Nice Sunday." That part was spoken in a slightly sarcastic tone of voice.
"Good morning Panacea!" Verity said cheerily. "What brings you around the rig?"
"Your girl," Panacea replied.
"...Your going to have to be more specific than that." Verity said after a moment. "Because that descriptor can technically apply to several people."
"Weaver, she is doing powertesting right now, and I of course had to give her a medical check up," Amy explained.
"Ah, right, that." Verity said with a nod. "Everythings okay, right?"
"Oh she is perfectly healthy besides her restructured DNA," Amy informed her. "You owe me something for keeping this secret."
"Aheheh, uh, well if you ever need help with anything you know my number." Verity said very nervously, considering she was 99% certain there were security systems recording the goings ons out here.
"I'll just have it be a few favors, but besides that, how are you?" Amy asked.
"Oh, I'm fine, I'm gearing up for patrol right now, how are you doing?" Verity asked back with her 'master deflection skills'.
"Dealing with teenage life," She replied dismissively.
"...Okay, well if you ever need anything, you know how to contact me." Verity said in response to what was, to her, a clear snub of the conversation.
"Wait what? You're not going to press me for more information?" Amy asked in confusion of the issue not being pursued.
"Oh, I thought you just genuinely didn't want to talk about whatever's going on with me, someone who's basically a stranger." Verity said.
"Well more adults should hold that position," Amy said as she crossed her arms.
"Probably." Verity said with a shrug. "It's probably cause I'm barely an adult. Or just because I want to be better to others than people were to me, whichever of those floats your boat."
"Huh. Maybe, it just seems like the second people turn twenty they just forget the past seven years of their life happened, and the issues they had," Amy said as she went to scratch her head.
"Well, the best thing to do about it really is to take how you want to be treated now and remember to apply that later to others." Verity said.
"You should be a counselor instead of a Hero with all that free good advice," Amy joked.
"Maybe. If the Hero biz ever falls through, that could be a good backup plan." Verity jokingly agreed. She knew she had zero qualifications to be doing that. "That or professional lawn decorator."
"Yeah I'll buy the next Nazi Statue you put on sale."
Verity winced. "Careful how you phrase that, out of context, that sounds really bad."
"...Ah, shit it does," Amy responded after a moment realisation. "Also nice job putting Über and Leet in their places."
"I can't accept that 'nice job' considering they got away." Verity said, a flash of anger coursing through her at the reminder of the two, which she pushed down.
"That is not a demerit you and Vista still schooled the two idiots, I've had to fix so many broken bones thanks to them, they are the height of irresponsibility," Amy rightfully complained about the villain duo.
"Yeah they are… not the worst, but definitely the most annoying. I'm going for the knockout immediately when I see them next…" Verity said, shaking her head. "Oh, shit, I'm gonna be late for my patrol, it was nice catching up with you, have a good day byeeee!" As she began power walking to where she needed to be.
"...Yeah it was nice, and Vicky is probably going to join you later," Amy informed her as she vanished around the corner.
Xxx
"Miss Mendax, your meeting with the Mayor is now," The Town Hall receptionist said.
"Thank you." Verity said with a smile as she went in.
"Miss Mendax it is finally nice to meet the City's new rising star, please have a seat," Mayor Christner said as he pointed at a chair in front of his desk, a chair that could actually accommodate her and her extra appendage.
By the simple fact it had no back.
It was just a really square bean bag.
"Thank you for having me- Ooh, where did you get this?" Verity asked as she sat down on it easily. "I need to get one of these for myself."
"Amazon," The man replied. "Now for what purpose did you arrange this meeting? I usually don't have these with you Protectorate Heroes, the only one I really talk to is Director Piggot," The Mayor said in a jovial tone.
"Well, one main thing, one kind-of-main thing. So two things, one to help Brockton Bay, and one that's a lot smaller scale." Verity said.
"Let us start with the one for the City, so you wish to help the city in a way that requires my direct approval?" He asked.
"I would like to clear out the Boat Graveyard, pro bono." Verity said simply.
Mayor Christner blinked owlishly at that. "And you are capable of that? A few other capes have promised the same and failed."
"Well, lets see, I can lift multiple tons of things at a time, can melt steel by looking at it really hard, and I'm reasonably good at getting fundraiser and volunteer work stuff going for help, since I'm probably going to need help with the little stuff, and from the local environmental authority to make sure I don't ruin anything."
"There is nothing to be concerned about regarding the last thing, and you could easily get the Dock Workers on for the small scale if you're truly capable of handling the large scale operation on your own. For the reason why as you might know as to why it has not yet been dealt with is that we do not have enough room in the yearly maintenance budget to have paid to be removed with no amount of saving being possible. And we sadly can't get extra infrastructure support on the Federal level," The Mayor explained.
"Oh okay that's good… wait, no saving?" Verity asked, immediately concerned.
"Our entire budget is stretched thin every year to keep the city running, and it's getting harder and harder every year," Christner explained.
"Sir, have you been able to conduct any audits with an outside auditor, someone who would have no influence from the goings-on of the city?" Verity asked, immediately suspicious upon hearing that.
"No one is cooking the books from what we have seen," He quickly replied. "Things are just going badly for our dear city."
"Alright." Verity said, still suspicious but putting that aside for now. "Well, anyway, back to what we were talking about, yeah I can handle large-scale stuff if the city is able to help a bit with getting the word out about any fundraising or volunteer work necessary for the smaller parts of it."
"That I can," Mayor Christner said. "If this finally goes through it will be great for the city," the 'and me' went unsaid.
"I keep saying it, and I really mean it, I'm here to help." Verity said sincerely.
"Now before we start going into the nitty gritty," Christner said. "What was the other smaller thing you wanted to talk about?"
"Uh, well it's… much more personal in scale, and…" Verity struggled to figure out how to say this nicely, before deciding to say fuck it. "To be frank, sir, I overheard your conversation with Director Piggot the other day."
"So you know about the kidnapping of my niece then." It was not a question.
"Yeah. There was just… I was at the bank dealing with the Undersiders when that happened. And on its own, that seems like a really unfortunate coincidence, but considering the fact Uber and Leet would then attack the PRT coincidentally freeing the Undersiders, who were already getting help from an independent villain who previously had no connection with them that we know of, implies to me that there may be something deeper going on here that may involve your niece as piece on the board of whatever twisted game is being played in this city right now." Verity explained, laying out the suspicions she'd been having for a while.
"You think a grand conspiracy is happening within our City?" Christner asked.
"Maybe not a grand conspiracy, but definitely some kind of conspiracy going on with the superpowered underbelly of the city." Verity said. "Do you have any reason to believe your niece might be a Parahuman? Or otherwise know of any reason in particular she may have been kidnapped for?"
"Well the obvious one is that she is related to me, but as you probably know, no ransom has been declared, she has just been taken, and my sister is beyond distraught," The man said as he wiped tears from his eyes. "And yeah and I do believe so, even if I have no evidence of her being so, which is what Piggot desires so she can bring down the full force of the PRT on whoever did it. Despite the fact that she should already be doing so, I do not know what her plan is."
"There's a lot of things going on right now that I'm not at full liberty to discuss, sir, but just like the budget, I think Piggot's stretched thin right now." Verity said. "Which is why I'm offering to investigate, as a private citizen, in the matter if you will allow me. I cannot guarantee results, but I will do my best to try and find her."
"I… thank you, you may and if the police or PRT asks and gives you shit, tell them to call me so I can tell them you have permission from me to investigate my niece's kidnapping," Christner said, giving his consent for Verity to investigate. "Probably breaking some rules, but I don't care, I just want Dinah back home and safe."
"Thank you sir." Verity said with a nod. "And I will do my damndest to get her home safe."
"Thank you Miss Mendax, ha, you know I've heard many Protectorate Heroes say similar things over the years, but I think you're the first I believe that means what you're saying."
"I'm really just doing the best I can, sir." Verity said. "For now, we should probably get to the details of clearing out the Graveyard so this town can start living again, and then we can go over any details I may have missed about Dinah. That sound good?"
"Yes, let's do that."
Xxx
"Man you really weren't kidding about the brownies thing," Tattletale said as she and her group arrived at the agreed upon meeting spot. Verity had waited for them for about five or so minutes with contained and secured brownies in her arms, the other 'gift' already prepared.
"I never joke about brownies." Verity said very seriously, before cracking a grin. "Anyway, hi!"
"I guess you don't," Grue spoke. "Hey."
"So what does the big bad snake want with a group of criminals like us?" Regent asked. "Our last encounter was not a smooth one."
"Yeah, uh really sorry about that, I'm not normally… like that with kids, I just genuinely thought you, uh… anyway, that's why I made brownies for this. And also I need TT's help, primarily, with uh… two very sensitive matters." Verity said, before looking at Hellhound, who was looking at her from under the mask rather intensely. "I also brought something nice for the dogs?" She said, pointing to the three large bowls laying on the ground filled with some kind of meaty meal.
"What kind of meat is that?" Bitch immediately asked with a growling tone.
"Beef and lamb, mostly, with some chicken stock." Verity answered. "And also a bit of actual dogfood, I don't have enough money to throw around that much steak right now."
"It's safe for them Bitch," Tattletale spoke. "She has served it to her own dogs before, and you know it's close to the special blend you sometimes make."
"Let me check," Bitch said as she walked over and stuck a finger into and held it up to her nose. "It's good. Brutus, Judas, Angelica, food."
And at that the three massive dogs walked over to her and began to eat from the bowls.
"They like it."
"...Well, uh, for the people, there's brownies, and we can go over what I'm looking for then, right TT?" Verity asked.
"Sure thing Medusa," The villainess responded.
"So what kind of help do you need from her you can't get from the Protectorate or PRT?" Grue asked. "Because while Tats said you wouldn't just arrest us on the spot and you haven't so far, I am still skeptical over this."
"For the original reason I called for this, it's because the PRT isn't all that good at digging up dirt, unlike certain tattlers." Verity said. "And the other, well…" She weighed the decision on whether to actually ask for help on this part. "I would like the help of your crew in finding someone. Or at least information about them."
"Okay, and why should we help you?" Regent asked. "Because the next time we run into each other in any official capacity, it will be you trying to arrest us. So why should we help you with your problems?"
"Regent makes a good point," Grue spoke. "What is in it for us to help you?"
"Well, for the first one, I'm assuming you all are rather against child abuse, right?" Verity asked. "Because I'm trying to get someone out of an abusive home, and I need the dirt to do that since CPS failed."
The silence that followed as they all shifted their stance a little told Verity more than a simple yes would have.
"Okay yeah that is, yeah," Grue spoke.
"What he is trying to say is that he completely understands what you're trying to do," Tattletale said.
"Thought so." Verity said with a nod. "You guys wanna start on the brownies while we talk about that?"
"We will be having that later," Grue said. "I don't want to de-mask in front of a Protectorate Hero despite her intentions."
"Aww man," Regent complained.
"Aight, that's fine, that's fine." Verity said. "As long as you promise to give it back, you can just take the whole tin." She said, still smily, before said smile dropped again. "So, I'm assuming you guys are willing to help with that first issue then? And not repeat anything I'm about to tell you about said situation?"
"Should probably just talk to Tattletale alone about it then," Grue said.
"Sure." Verity agreed with a nod, already heading towards a particularly nice tree that should be out of the other Undersiders' earshot. Unless Hellhound had hearing like she did, but Tattletale didn't say to go further so it was probably fine.
"So what are the specifics of the deal? I already know it involves a Ward," Tattletale spoke, with smugness being her neutral tone of voice.
"Alright, here's the quick and dirty of it." Verity said. "Vista's in an abusive household that caused her to become Vista, if you know what I mean, and her parents are apparently really good actors or really rich and paid off CPS. That's where you come in. I need you to get the kind of dirt, if it exists, which it probably does, that we could use to get her out."
"Well, I am in," Tattletale immediately agreed. "I hate those kinds of people. I'll have a look around and I tell you what I find. Though in the meantime, set Vista up with a recorder and ask her to get one of her parents' arguments on tape as it were."
"...What's a recorder?" Verity asked, confused. She could figure out through context what it did, but she had never heard of such a thing before.
"...You really don't know what a voice recorder is?" Tattletale asked in stupefied amazement.
Verity silently pointed to her forehead.
"That is not an excuse, unless it was one the things you did lose," Tattletale said mostly to herself.
"I had a very sheltered- wait, excuse me, what?" Verity asked, her defensive response cut off as she realized what Tattletale had just said. "What do you mean 'one of' the things I lost?"
"I mean you have memories of before you Triggered, but you didn't know about capes and stuff, so you still obviously lost memories in the process," Tattletale explained herself.
"...You definitely know things you shouldn't, little girl."
"That is my power, as I said Sherlock Holmes, but turbo charged," She stated even more smugly.
"Alright." Verity said. "In that case, I probably don't have to tell you Vista's identity, meaning I'm technically not breaking that rule. And in that case, I guess we can maybe get to the second thing then, right? Or do you need more info?"
"Not on the Vista issue, but you said you were looking for a person? I assume whoever of your friends that was with you in the car?" Tattletale asked.
"Okay, that… that one should not be possible for you to know." Verity said.
"It was in your files."
"Uh-huh." Verity said, noting that for later that the PRT had either been hacked or they had a leak. "Well, that would be nice, but there's a more pressing matter. As in 'kidnapped 12 year old' level of pressing."
"Dinah Alcott," Tattletale responded, her head hanging low.
"So you've heard of her." Verity stated more than asked. "Do you think you can help find her?"
"Nope."
"Nope as in you can't, or nope as in you won't?"
"Nope, as in I can't help you with that, I can find her, I already know where she is," Tattletale told her. "Well, to be more accurate, who has her."
"And what would it take for you to tell me who that is?"
"Our Boss, but I can't help you with him. That would just end with me either dead or drugged to the gills for the rest of my life to act as his magic eight ball in a cell."
"That doesn't sound like a very good boss." Verity noted.
"No he is not, I hate him, he recruited me at gunpoint last summer," Tattletale told her.
"Ah." Verity said, the already broiling rage that had been bubbling within her steadily rising. Not at Tattletale, but at the absolute bastard running things behind the scenes. "And I take it his 'severance package' is preventing you from finding a better, likely snake themed, boss?"
"Yep, can't even leave town, I tried once and his mercenaries were waiting for me at my destination and drove me back to BB," Tattletale explained.
"Hm!" Verity hummed, as it clicked who the most likely person was, and that meant she was right about a shadowman working behind the scenes for his own gain, either someone with a God Complex or part of a larger secret cabal. "Anything else you're willing to tell me about him? Considering most people aren't immune to being stoned."
"He has a finger in every pie, with several PRT spies, so he will know the second you mention it to your fellow heroes-"
"Ahehehahahaha," Verity laughed a cold, mirthless laugh. "That's cute that you think I'll need help."
"Scary, but you're right about the god complex bit, as his power allows him to seemingly control probability," Tattletale said.
"Probability, huh?"
"Like I don't know how far reaching it is, but he took and flipped ten coins in front of me and they all landed on heads."
"Well, I can say that, in no uncertain terms, there is a 99.9999999999% chance of me becoming the only snake in town within the next month, so he'll need to be really good at twisting odds in his favor." Verity practically snarled, before clearing her throat. "When that happens, to be clear, I'd be more than happy to take you all under my metaphorical wing."
"We'll see about that, but I can tell you this: he hates you, I don't know why but he despises your existence from the few calls we've had about you," Tattletale informed Verity.
"I think I might know why." Verity said, having had a suspicion about how she interacted with certain powers, as concern began to bleed through the anger. "In the meantime, he won't punish you guys for telling me this, right? He's not monitoring everything you're saying and doing?"
"No he is not that good," Tattletale answered.
"Okay, that's good then." Verity sighed in relief. "In that case, you know your mission. Here's your 'payment' in advance." She said, holding out the brownies. "Anything else you want to mention or talk about? Anything I can help you all with?"
"Not at this point in time," Tattletale said. "Just go and make sure Lung is captured tonight."
Verity's brow furrowed. "Tonight? I don't work tonight- oh shit, where was that supposed to be again?"
"One of the docks that is still-" Tattletale's voice was cut off as an explosion rung through the evening air. "I think they have started."
"Medusa, this is Armsmaster, come in Medusa." Spoke the gritty voice of Armsmaster through her comesband.
"This is Medusa, if this is about the explosion, I just saw it and am already inbound." Verity said, giving Tattletale a thumbs up as she began heading towards it at speed.
"Yes, the information that Tattletale provided proved to be too accurate as not just Lung was on the scene but also Oni Lee, despite him having lost a hand." Armsmaster explained. "You are authorized to stone the both of them, as Oni Lee still has an assortment of Bakuda Bombs at- Is that a black hole!?" At that, communications cut of.
"Oh fuck me jogging, that doesn't sound good." Verity cursed to herself as she switched to lamia mode to get that extra bit of speed, soon enough arriving at the location.
And she saw one of the small docks that was still operating having been turned into warzone, as ABB were opening fire on PRT Officers, and most of her co-workers that were hiding behind a container turned cover with Armsmaster and Dauntless fighting against Lung, who was currently ten feet tall and covered in silver scales, with fire coating the silver.
Verity, of course, knew what she had to do immediately, as she headed straight for the dragonic figure, lunging at Lung as fast as she could to try and sink her teeth in.
"Hurgh ragh gah," Lung roared in pain as her teeth sunk into his arm and her snakes joined in going for the neck, shoulder and sides.
"Hruc rou!" Verity responded as she proceeded to fire her stoning power beams, not just from her right eye, but also point-blank from her snakes.
And in the span of seconds Verity felt Lung turn to stone beneath her fangs as his movements ceased to be.
As she looked around with her still-good left eye, she noted that the battlefield had all but stopped as she let go of the now stone Lung, casually dusted herself off, and then glared at the remaining ABB. "Surrender now." She ordered.
"Hai orochi-san," Came the response from most of them as they immediately dropped their weapons and held up their arms.
"You know that is a really big cheat, you know?" Dauntless said jokingly as he came up to her alongside Armasmaster, their armor slightly scorched.
"It's not cheating when it's saving people." Verity said as the PRT officers began rounding up the goons. "You guys got a bead on Oni Lee?"
"Can't see him." Miss Militia said, and Verity saw that the woman was looking through the scope of an Anti-Material Rifle as scanned the roofs of the surrounding containers and warehouses.
"We probably shouldn't be standing so close together, we're an easier target like this." Verity said, before remembering what she was standing next to. "Actually, everyone, get away from me right now, I'm about to do something that'll draw him out."
"And what is that?" Assault asked as they backed off from her.
"This." Verity said, before reaching up and breaking off one of Lung's fingers with a loud crack of stone shattering. "Hey Lee! Unless you want this to happen some more, turn yourself in!" She called out, wrapping a hair snake around the statue's leg as she did.
The sound of stone cracking was heard again.
Verity immediately began blasting the statue again, not even considering allowing him to break free (she didn't even realize that was possible), the cracking stopping… but was the statue a little bigger?
"Okay, Lung can apparently break free," Velocity said, sounding absolutely terrified.
"Armsmaster, you have something for keeping him down, right? Like last time?" Verity asked, switching eyes once more and ready to blast the statue again.
"The drug won't work when he is this big," The Tinker answered.
"Do we have anything that can work other than taking his head off?" Verity asked, about ready to do just that.
"Well Lung's power grows in response to adversity, so at the moment he is probably trying to out escalate the effect of the stoning," Armsmaster explained. "So yeah, I have nothing." The man admitted bitterly.
"Well then maybe we just should break his head off?" Battery suggested.
"How were we keeping him contained before?" Verity asked, a bit squicked at the idea of being judge, jury, and executioner, regardless of the context, and trying to find literally any other solution.
"By preventing him from escalating, can't grow when there is nothing to fight against, and a lot of drugs and containment foam," Dauntless said. "So how about we just drop his ass in the bay and allow him to cool off?"
Stone cracked. Lasers fired, and Verity switched eyes again.
"Okay, can we come up with a solution soon? This is starting to hurt." Verity said, holding her palm to her currently closed and aching right eye. "I've only got like, 2, maybe 3 of those left."
"This is Director Piggot, Medusa I am authorizing you to pick Lung up and throw him away as far as you can into the bay as we currently have no means of properly securing him in his current state. And we have lost enough officers today due to him and Oni Lee, so this is an order to cease fighting and de-escalate." Came the order down from on high.
"Understood." Verity said, lifting up the surprisingly light statue, taking aim at the waterfront, and with a rush that would make an olympic javelin thrower proud, she yeeted Lung towards the horizon with a shout of effort.
He hit the water and sunk like a rock a good distance out. Not as much as Verity would have liked, but enough she guessed they would have time to clean up and leave.
As such, she took the moment to catch her breath, this short fight having been more physically taxing than even the 88 one, with her eyes in particular feeling like they were about to burst out of her skull.
"Okay people hurry it up, we have to get ABB and the girls away from here as quickly as possible," One of the PRT officers said as a container was opened up and as Verity turned around, she saw inside a group of Asian women dressed in rags ranging from ages fourteen to twenty-five, by her best guess.
"Well, at least we're stopping that from going any further…" Verity said to herself as she went over to join the Protectorate in rounding up the ABB and keeping everything moving.
Xxx
"So I guess we have you to thank for the call Mayor Christner gave us yesterday?" Danny asked as Verity as the two of them stood in front of the biggest ships that made up the Boat Graveyard, a large shipping container, the one that had initially started it as it had been basically capsized along with a few others when a strike had happened and a few idiots had turned them around in the various docks as a sign of protest.
And all around them other people were getting ready to help with the removal of the soon to be slagged ships.
"Assumedly." Verity said as she did some light stretching to prepare. She was pretty sure she'd be doing a lot of heavy lifting.
And ripping.
And tearing.
Until it was done, anyway.
"Then you are, so… how do you plan on getting rid of it? I mean you're plenty strong, but we don't have any equipment to scrap the metal, and even if we did, it is mostly so rusted it has no resale value," Danny asked.
"Oh, good, so we don't have to worry about it getting slagged?"
"Slagged?" Danny asked. "As you're going to melt it down?"
"Well, considering I can't actually do it for very long, I'll mostly be ripping it all up into chunks and carrying them elsewhere, but… for this first one? The one that started it all?" Verity grinned. "I'm going all in."
"Well, show us what you've got, Verity."
"Everyone, clear out! I'm boutta get started!" She called out, hands cupped to her mouth to make sure all the dockworkers heard her. "Clear out from near that container, please maintain a safe distance, and do not look directly at the beams!"
Everyone obeyed.
Verity cracked her neck as she rose up on her tail, fully in lamia mode already to get the absolute best coverage possible as her snakes all spread out and took aim, staring down at the container with a grin. "Showtime."
Bwervm.
A few seconds later, Verity ceased, closed her eyes, and took in a deep breath. "Ah, nothing like the smell of progress in the morning."
"Holy shit it's gone!" Was the general opinion of the peanut gallery as they took in the aftermath.
"Wow," Danny said. "It's going to be gone? After fifteen bloody years, it is actually going to be gone."
"Yeah I can scarcely believe it myself Danny," Another man said.
"Me too Kurt, me too," Danny addressed the one named Kurt. "Now there are just forty-nine remaining." He took a deep breath. "Okay people, now we just need to remove what little remains ourselves! Verity, can you get started on the next one?"
"Yeah, sorry, just one moment." Verity said, eyes still closed as she began to lower herself. "It takes a second for me to actually be able to see things again, and I can only do that so many times in a day, so just one moment." She repeated, rubbing her eyes. This would probably have been easier if she hadn't already gone ham the previous night, but her eyes were already starting to hurt after just that.
"It's fine Verity, pace yourself we have all day and we can just continue on others, if we don't manage to do all of them, just knowing that it can finally… that is good enough for me," Danny said as he gave her a pat on the back.
"Yeah, this definitely isn't going to be a one-and-done thing, wasn't really expecting it to be." Verity said. "I should...probably invest in some eye drops after this…"
Xxx
"I guess you didn't get all of them today?" Taylor asked at the dinner table.
"Ran out of juice…" Verity said, wearing sunglasses even though they were indoors.
"Wow, that can actually happen?" Sabah asked in surprise.
"Yeah, turns out I do have limits, and last night brought me to them a lot quicker. Used up all my stoning power for a bit." She said, not mentioning the fact her eyeballs had literally burst from the strain of firing too much.
It… hadn't been pretty.
Not that she'd been able to see that herself, of course.
"Yeah, sad you weren't able to bring in Lung," Taylor commented.
"Yeah, unfortunately we didn't have our friendly neighborhood spider-girl to take him down early…" Verity sighed.
"Don't remind me of that, what was I thinking when I did that," Taylor said with her face in her hands to hide the shame.
"Your heart was in the right place, and you made it out alive. Never do it again without backup, obviously, but you should be proud- you did what I couldn't." Verity said complimentarily (with a touch of scolding).
"I mean I just stung him a lot, it was Bitch's dogs bodying him that knocked him out completely before he got too big," Taylor responded.
"Still, that means you technically contributed more than I did." Verity said, before shaking her head. "Anyway, enough about. How have things been being a Ward?"
"Well, no patrols obviously, but I've been practicing with the Wards, and been taking a few courses you know like how to arrest properly and stuff like that," She answered.
"Do you know the Miranda Rights yet? Like fully?"
"Yeah I do," Taylor said. "But I am kinda still flubbing the last part as it is a lot of words said very quickly," And she demonstrated it and then she got the end she started to get tongue tied.
"That was pretty good." Verity said comfortingly. "But if you want to remember the whole thing, honestly I had it memorized already from watching old cop procedurals and stuff like Dragnet, but I can help you get it down then if you want some help. I could probably whip up an infographic if you're more of a visual learner for stuff like this."
"I would like that."
Xxx
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