As you wake up, you let out a groan at the tent your bitch breaker of a cock is making in your covers. Not to mention the wetness you can already feel cooling around it. You let out an annoyed huff as you throw back the covers. Another wet dream. They were getting more frequent. You give another groan as you force yourself out of bed.
As you attempt to clean up the mess, and find some sort of relief no matter how temporary, you catch sight of yourself in a mirror, and see…
[ ] A schoolgirl with blonde hair. All your life you've had these desires, but you've also felt like something was missing despite them. That is until a strange talking cat told you you had a power hidden within you. You didn't expect that releasing that power would also grow a dick on you as well. It feels right though. The missing piece you didn't know you were looking for. (Serena Tsukino, Magical Futa)
[ ] A teen with dark curly hair. You apparently triggered in the middle of a cape fight. While your power seems subtle, and even useful, the effect your trigger had on your body is less so. People have already started asking questions, and you don't yet have the answers. All you know is that deep down you have new desires, and your powers might just help you fulfill them. (Taylor Hebert, enhancement trump)
[ ] A girl with long black hair. When you woke up after yet another failed timeline you found a rather unexpected surprise between your legs. With it came a whole new problem you didn't want to deal with. Sure you loved Madoka, but it was a pure love. Something that was slowly being morphed in your head. However, trying to ignore it isn't helping either. You have to figure something out, and soon. (Homura Akemi, time manipulation)
[ ] A blonde ninja. You were born a futa, and didn't even realize it was strange until it was pointed out that you were the only girl with a dick. You aren't a pervert, but you are starting to get new thoughts and feelings when you look at your classmates. Thoughts and feelings that you aren't completely sure what to do with. Though they have given some ideas, and with your recent graduation, you are now an adult. That means you can start acting on things. Maybe. (Naruko Uzumaki, Futa-no-jutsu)
[ ] A dark haired Latina. While it is rare for a girl to be born a futa, it is still well documented. They have developed special medication to help combat the increased libido, and virility. However, as you grew older those medications have started having less and less of an effect on you. Now you live on your own, and have some decisions to make. (Original character, Prime breeder)
What desires do you have?
[ ] Equal opportunity cock: All before you are just bitches ready to be broken.
[ ] Breeding is breeding: You will have sex with men SOLELY so you can bear children of your own.
[ ] Sex only for the fair: Your dick is for the ladies only, and you have no interest in men.
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Shulta
Experienced.
Spoiler: Tally
You slipped your fingers under your glasses to rub at your eyes. You didn't need this right now. Or ever really. Not that you had a choice. It was actually kind of funny how little choice you've had recently. All because some assholes decided to actually start a cape fight on the boardwalk. The store you had hidden in had been destroyed, and you had triggered under the rubble. Though the only reason you were there was because…
[ ] Emma asked you to go. Something about retail therapy. As if buying things would help you get over your mother's recent death. Though, the way she acted during the trip did help you a bit. As the store fell around you, you held her tight and whispered encouragement and promises into her ear. Even after the both of you were rescued your sister in all but blood has refused to leave your side longer than she has to. (Pre-summer camp)
[ ] your dad was trying to reconnect a little bit. So he took your shopping for school supplies for your first year at Winslow high-school. Though he was a bit surprised that you didn't want Emma to come with. You didn't tell him that Emma had said she wasn't your friend anymore. You were still hoping you could fix things on that end. So there was no need to worry him. Especially with him trying to be there again. When the store came down, something hit your dad in the head. You spent the whole time desperately reassuring and making promises to his still body. Turns out he was still alive, but now in a coma. You once more found yourself in care of the Barnes'. (Pre-high school)
[ ] you refused to let the bitch trio ruin your Christmas break. You saved up what you could so that you could get your dad and yourself something nice this year. During the fight a young girl got separated from her parents. You used your body to protect her, and did your best to keep her calm with gentle assurances. The Alcotts would later personally thank you at your bedside. (Pre-locker)
You took a deep shuddering breath as the memory passed over you. You dug your nails into your palm. You were safe. The building wasn't going to collapse at any moment. You were fine. It took you several more breaths to actually calm down. As you did, you looked down at your dick. The very reason you probably would never have much of a secret identity. No one is quite sure how or why your powers caused it to grow on you. However, according to Panacea it was fully functional. As were the balls growing under it. That also meant that the PRT and the Protectorate were very quick to see you, and give you the sales pitch.
However, you asked them to let you take some time to think about it, and they agreed. Since then you have done your own research to try and inform yourself of your choices. In the end you choose to…
[ ] join up with the Protectorate. Which meant becoming a Ward. A part of you was a little worried about teen drama, but you also felt that they were probably your best bet with your power.
[ ] ask to join New Wave. Your identity was compromised anyway. So why not join up with the only open cape group? You're not sure how much you can help most of them, but if nothing else you could help Panacea.
[ ] talk with the local rogue Parian. She had been able to keep up her neutrality for some time now. Which was impressive in the powder keg known as Brockton Bay. You were hoping to either team up with her, or at least get some advice on how to be a rogue in this city.
[ ] ask around on PHO. Probably not the safest thing to do, but well sometimes you had to do something crazy to get the best results. So you introduce yourself in a thread, and gave a general description of your powers. You honestly didn't expect much but…
-[ ] someone actually sent you a dm asking if you were serious, and if your willing to dress up in cosplay for a job.
-[ ] a well known troll chewed you out for your recklessness. Moments later they sent you a dm with a time and address for a meeting if you were willing
-[ ] you got an invitation to a meeting at the Palanquin.
However, just choosing a team wasn't enough. You also had to figure out what you could do. You weren't stupid, you already did some basic tests. As far as you can tell your power comes in two parts… Well three if you include your new bitch breaker. The first part was a thinker power that told you what others generally needed to feel encouraged, or something like that anyway. The other half was a trump power. At least you think it falls under trump. Those that you encourage are… improved? They are able to do things better. Though the boost doesn't last very long. Again, you think. This isn't exactly the easiest thing to test. Which is why…
[ ] you were happy to take the PRT'S offer to assist in testing your powers. Even if you didn't plan to join the wards. You'd have access to their facilities and experts to find out what your limits were.
[ ] it was important you test things seriously. Ask those close to you if you could use your powers on them. It won't be as in depth as the PRT could do, but you don't need that.
A/N: Alright, the first official post. If this is your first quest with me, I tend to only leave the votes open for a day or so. Though I have let the votes go longer on occasion.
Now a couple of things. Especially for those coming in from the last quest. Taylor doesn't have god boosted fertility powers. Impregnation won't be NEARLY as certain as last time. I'm also going to try to space the sex out a bit. Taylor won't be able to replicate Louise's sexual empire quite so easily. Not that I'm going to blue ball you. Too much.
If you guys have any questions, or write-ins, they are always welcome.
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Shulta
Experienced.
Spoiler: Tally
"Taylor?" Emma's voice called for you as she stirred in the bed you recently vacated. Ever since the cape fight Emma had trouble being away from you. Over the past few days you and her had been bouncing between your two homes. Your father had to go back to work, but he had no problem with opening his home to his best friend's daughter.
Uncle Alan jokingly asked when the two of you were going to move in. It got a weak chuckle from your father.
You weren't sure you felt about it.
You let those thoughts fade into the background as Emma sat up. The oversized t-shirt she slept on slipped off of one shoulder as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. You felt your dick twitch at the sight. That was another thing you had to deal with. You were pretty sure you were straight before you triggered. Yet, now the sight of your best friend stirred desires inside of you that you had never felt before. At least not like this.
Your respect for most men has actually gone up over the last few days of having a hair trigger libido. You still found men attractive as well, which only made it even worse. You've doing your best to deal with it privately, which wasn't easy.
"I'm right here, Emma." You reassured her as you moved to sit on the edge of the bed. "I was just thinking about something. Still wrapping my head around all of this." You admitted as you reached out and ran your fingers through your sister's fiery mane. You felt your own sense of relief as you watched her visibly relax with your touch. You think your power was having a positive effect on her, but you weren't sure how big of an effect you were having.
"Right." She said as she leaned into your hand. "You have testing with the PRT today. New Wave is going to be there, right?"
"Yeah." New Wave. Now that meeting had been nerve wracking. Not just because meeting both of the New Wave matriarchs was intense in and of itself. Both of the older women were still quite attractive for their age. Though the two sisters had vastly different airs about them.
Lady Photon, Sarah Pelham, had been casual and inviting. Brandish, Carol Dallon, on the other hand, had the most intense stare you had ever seen, and was very direct with her questions. Neither woman was rude, and even Carol didn't act overly hostile. In the end they accepted you into the team, and wanted to wait till after your power test to announce your inclusion. That way they would know how best to use you in the team.
Which meant you wanted to make sure you knew what you could do. That meant turning to the PRT and the Protectorate. They had the best facilities, and means to test your powers. Which would be a major boon for you.
"This is actually happening." The words are barely a whisper when they leave your lips. Emma turns towards you fully, and opens her mouth to speak, only for it to close without a sound. At the same time her eyes are focused on a very specific part of you.
"Is that because of me?" She asked as she leaned forward as if to inspect your erection. That in turn gave you a clear view down the neck of her shirt and into the valley of her cleavage. You really wished you could tell her no. However, besides the current view, Emma was a cuddler. The feel of her developing curves pressing into your body, probably was a big reason for your morning wood. She looked up at your face before seeming to take your silence as an affirmation. "Should I help you with it?"
This wasn't the first time she had offered, but you had always gently told her no. Things… things were delicate right now. Not only did you see her as your sister, but she was really vulnerable right now. So were you if you were honest, but that was beyond the point. You didn't want to take advantage of her.
However, your power wasn't quiet. As you looked into her beautiful face, it whispered to you. She wanted to be useful. She wanted to be intimate, and be close to you. You took a breath before you…
[ ] gently kissed her lips, and guided the both of you back under the covers to cuddle. You didn't need sex. You just needed your sister in your arms so you could relax before you had to actually get up, and have breakfast. Let her know how much you appreciate her.
[ ] leaned back, and let her do what she wanted. Okay, so you were really horny, and that was obviously clouding your judgment. At the same time if letting her play with your dick would help her… who were you to stop her?
[ ] asked her if she wanted to help you pick out an outfit. Emma had always had an eye for fashion. It was partly why she was an amateur model. She especially liked to use that eye to help you look better. Even if you weren't sure why she would bother. You think that letting her dress you in should help. If only a little bit.
A/N: Okay, as the threadmark says, this is a tutorial for the main mechanic of this quest. Your powers are ALWAYS on. Your actions towards others will have consequences. Each choice with have a good, neutral, and bad choice. Good choice gives a big boost to the target, neutral gives a small one, and the bad choice gives no boost. That being said, choose whatever you want. You won't lose a path just because you choose a bad choice a few times.
The italics will give you a hint on what is best.
Now that I think about it... maybe I should mark in the spoiler tally at what choice was what. Hmm...
Also... as always if you want to a write-in, feel free. Be aware, I will decide how good of an idea it was in story.
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Shulta
Experienced.
Spoiler: Tally
You moved your hand from petting her hair to cupping her cheek. A smile twitches at your lips as she all but nuzzles into your palm. A part of you wants to see how she would help you take care of your erection. Your dick twitches at the very thought. However, she is practically your sister, and you refuse to take advantage of her like that. You still want to feel her body though. So you compromised with yourself.
Her lips are soft against your own as you lean in for a kiss. This isn't your first time kissing Emma. The two of you had practiced kissing a couple of times, and it was okay then. This time it just felt… right. It took Emma half a second to realize what you were doing before she kissed you back. She also stays like that for a second more after you pull back from her. She continued to have a dazed look on her face even as you gently guided her to lay back down, and slip back under the covers yourself.
She doesn't even put up a token resistance when you wrap your arms around her and hug her close. It's not long before she is snuggling into your embrace. You steadfastly ignore the hard-on that somehow slipped between your best friend's smooth thighs. You have no doubt that she wouldn't mind if you used the opportunity to get yourself off, but you refused to just use her like that. So instead you once more run your fingers through her hair. "Thank you Emma. Really. Thank you. I don't know where I would be if you weren't here." You whisper softly into her ear sincerely. "Just having you in my arms helps me relax. Thank you."
You have to swallow a moan as Emma rubbed her thighs together, and you feel her pause for a moment before she lays a hand on your hip. "Taylor?" Her voice is soft, almost faint in your ear. "I want to feel closer to you." Her hand slides down to lightly grip the base of your erection. "Can I?"
Your refusal all but dies on your tongue at the touch of her hand on your new member. The sensation is somehow different from when you have handled it yourself. "Emma, I…"
"I know." She once more looked you in the face, and you can see the desperation and desire in her own. "It doesn't have to be sex. I… I just want to feel closer to you. Please?" Your will to resist dies a gruesome death before her puppy eyes, and you find yourself nodding. A small smile spreads over her lips as your best friend moved just enough that the head of your cock was no longer nestled between his thighs, but was instead pressing against something hotter and wetter. You slowly push forward until the head of your cock breached her folds. You bite your lip as the sensation of her squeezing around the head almost causes your mind to go blank. Was this why guys always wanted sex? This velvet heat?
You fight down the urge to hilt yourself in one thrust. You have no doubt that it would feel amazing, but this wasn't about you. Thus was about Emma, and if sex ed had taught you anything it was that losing your virginity was uncomfortable at best and painful at worst. So you slowly worked yourself back and forth as your own moans mingled with Emma's groans. Though by the time your hips met she was starting to moan too.
You paused there, and just bathed in the tight heat of Emma's depths. It also allowed you to collect yourself. You could feel the knot of pleasure deep within you, and it was so close to breaking. However, before you could decide whether or not you'll pursue the feeling, your sister in all but blood buried her face into the crook of your neck and breathed in her scent. "So full." She mumbled, and you could feel her hot breath wash over your neck.
You lightly stroked her side and kissed the top of her head. "I'm actually surprised I was able to fit inside of you." You admit. "It's like wearing a glove." She hummed in agreement as you felt her body relax against your own. Within moments her breathing slows, and it takes you a moment to realize that she fell asleep. That gets a chuckle out of you though your own eyes don't stay open for much longer either. Your current position was pretty comfortable.
The next thing you know a soft knock woke you up, and the smell of bacon and eggs filled your nose. A quick glance at your alarm clock showed that your little nap had lasted around an hour, and you actually felt pretty good. "Taylor?" Your father's voice called from the otherside of the door just loud enough to be heard. "Breakfast is ready. You still have a bit of time before your appointment, but you shouldn't take too long to eat."
"Alright, Dad. We'll be down in a minute." You call back.
"Alright." You hear the creaking of the floorboards as he moves away from your door. Likely making for the stairs. With that you turned your attention back towards the red headed in your arms.
"Emma, we have to get up."
"Five more minutes." She mumbled out. You could feel her inner walls gripping as she shifted her hips to get more comfortable. You bite your lip as you fight the urge to pursue that feeling. Instead your fingers ghost over her side again. "Emma, I'm getting hungry." You add. She just wiggled her hips more as she tried to bury her face deeper into your hair. Your fingers hover over a very specific part of her side. "If you don't get up, I'll have to employ desperate measures." You warn her.
She stiffened at your words as if she just realized her situation. "You wouldn't dare."
"Wouldn't I?" You tease.
"Fine. Breakfast does smell good." She said after a moment. As she moved away from you, you were finally able to pull your surprisingly soft member out of her. Though the sound of it makes the two of you blush up a storm. However, the sight of your flaccid cock covered in her juices makes the other girl smile in a pleased way. You try your best to dry your dick as you both get dressed before you head downstairs. Emma Makin sure to grab hold of your hand as you make your way down. Though instead of the borderline death grip she tended to adopt, this time she just entwined your fingers together without practically gluing herself to your side. Which was good progress in your opinion.
As the two of you approached the kitchen you saw your father sitting at the table. A cup of coffee in hand, and a mostly finished plate of food in front of him. Also on the table were two more plates filled with eggs, bacon, and two slices of toast each. There was also a cup of steaming tea next to one plate, and a glass of orange juice next to the other. As he watched you approach, a relieved smile crossed his lips, and you smiled in thanks as you sat down in front of the plate with tea. Emma sat down next to you.
Breakfast was nice. It was good to see your father acting more alive than he had been. Sure it took you nearly dying, but it allowed him bounce back from where he had been after your mom died. He wasn't past it of course. You weren't either, and that was fine. He still stepped up to be your dad again. Which was nice.
After breakfast was eaten, and the plates cleaned, the three of you piled into your dad's old truck to get on your way. Technically Emma had no reason to go to your appointment, but you still wanted her to be there. She probably wouldn't be able to take part in your hero career too much, but you still wanted her to feel like a part of it. Besides, seeing some of the city's heroes up close would probably do her some good.
After you arrived at PRT headquarters, and told the person at the front desk that you were there for an appointment, you were escorted by a PRT officer through what felt like a labyrinth of similar looking hallways. When you finally reached your destination, a fairly large room that seemed to act as a hub for other facilities. Inside you were surprised to only see both Miss Militia and Armsmaster, but also what you were sure was the entire current roster of new wave, and a young man in power armor that you were sure was Gallant of the Wards. Which was on top of the handful of people in lab coats with clipboards milling around the room. You hadn't expected quite so many people. It was kind of intimidating. Emma seemed to agree if her sudden increase in pressure from her death grip was any indication.
Luckily before any unneeded panic could spread Armmaster stepped forward with a reassuring smile on his lips. "Hello, you must be Taylor Hebert. I'm sure you already know this, built I'm Armsmaster, and this is Miss Militia, as well as one of our Wards, Gallant. We will be overseeing your power testing. I was led to understand you expected New Wave to be present." That last bit wasn't QUITE a question, but you nodded anyway. He nodded back. "Good. We have been made aware of the basics, but for the record can you tell us what you know of your powers so far?"
You nod as you take a steadying breath. Your interview with New wave had been intense, but this was one of the premier heros of the city. You once owned underwear with his face on them. Which is something you should probably never bring up. "Well… uh… I have a thinker power that lets me know how people are feeling in the context of encouraging them. Which feeds into what I'm pretty sure is a trump power that allows those I encourage to be better at things for a little bit."
The tinker nodded. "And do you know how long the effect lasts? Any side effects that you are aware of?"
You shake your head. "I don't know of any side effects, or exactly how long things last. Though I think it's only for a minute or so."
That got you another nod. "Then we will start with a basic test. Please follow me." He then turned on the spot before heading down a short corridor. You followed after him along with everyone else, and found yourself at what looked like a shooting range. "This is where we test blaster power sets. Miss Militia here will first fire into a target as a control. Afterward we would like you to… encourage her, after which she will do a third round of shooting when your power has worn off to see if there are any lingering effects." He explained, and it all made sense to you. Except…
"How will we know when my power has worn off?"
"That's hopefully where I come in." Gallant spoke up as he raised a hand. "It's not well known, but I'm actually an empath. If your powers work around making people feel better, I should be able to help figure out more about it." You nod. Right. That made sense too. Okay. No pressure then.
One of the scientists stepped forward and gave you, your father, and Emma some ear protection before stepping back.
"Preparing to fire." Miss Militia called out as she shouldered what you think is an assault rifle, and aimed it at a hanging target. She fired in short controlled bursts, and from what you could tell the groupings were fairly tight. Once she was finished the target was brought forth, replaced, and sent back out. Right. It was your turn.
You focused on one of the first Wards and listened closer to the whispers in the back of your mind. She wasn't expecting much, but is looking to see what you will do. Would like more than platitudes, and prefers people being a bit forward. Is comfortable taking orders. Huh. Well then maybe you should…
[ ] walk up and slap her ass. You have seen jocks do something like that to each other to get them pumped. So maybe it will help here.
[ ] put a hand on her shoulder, and challenge her to do better. Make it a true test if her skill.
[ ] tell her to just put her scope on already. Scopes help with precision right? You're actually curious why she didn't have one on at the start.
A/N: Alright. I'm pretty sure this will catch some people off guard.
Knightlight said:
Blast it...hopefully we didn't just friend zone her.
Also we probable shouldn't leave her on the vine for to long. Either we pick her or someone else will
You have absolutely NOTHING to worry about on that front. THIS version of Emma will be the easiest person for you to get with. You guys will have to willingly TRY to chase her off, which I highly doubt you guys will do. Hell, the only person I would think would be as easy would be Rachel... or Heartbreaker I suppose... Maybe Alec... You get my point. Hopefully.
That being said, I hope to make things a bit more dynamic then they first appear. Here's hoping I succeed.
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Shulta
Experienced.
Spoiler: Tally
Wanted something forward, and could take orders? Okay, you got this. You licked your lips nervously as you approached the military themed hero. As you stepped to her side you placed a hand on her shoulder. You also leaned forward as if to focus on the hanging target. "You did pretty well last." You looked at her in the corner of your eye. "Now let's see you put each of those bullets in the same hole." You challenged with a smile.
The older heroine stared at you with widened eyes. Though her voice still sounded calm when she spoke. "You know that's actually a little harder to do than the stories would claim, right?"
Your smile doesn't falter. "Even so I know you can do it." You give her shoulder one more pat before you back up a step. "It's just up to you to prove me right."
She stares at you for a moment before her eyes crinkle like she was smiling with them. As she does you see the file in her hands faintly glow green. The glow faded by the time Miss Militia had turned back towards the target. However, it was apparent that something had changed when the heroine paused for a moment to bounce the rifle in her hand before she shouldered it. She even took a moment to adjust how she held her weapon before she squeezed the trigger. Neither the American flag wearing cape, nor the rifle seem to move as the burst was fired. Three more such bursts, and the target was brought forth. There was a single hole in it. That hole looked a LITTLE misshapen, but it was still a single hole.
You couldn't help but give a little cheer. You weren't the only one to give a positive reaction either. Glory girl gave an impressed whistle, and even Armsmaster looked contemplative at the results. Miss Militia gave you another eye smile. "Looks like you were right."
You can't help the blush that reaches your cheeks. "Of course. Like I said, I knew you could."
"Miss Militia?" Gallant suddenly spoke up. "I believe you can begin the third test." Oh? Has the boost gone away already? The older heroine nodded before taking a firing stance again. Though she once more had to adjust things. This time the grouping was similar to the first test. Though… maybe it was a bit tighter? You weren't sure.
"Interesting." The Protectorate leader said as he stepped up next to his colleague. "How are you feeling?"
"I don't feel different. Things just felt easier. For a moment anyway." That got a nod from the armored tinker.
"And the adjustment of the rifle?"
"Adjustment?"
"Before the second and third tests you adjusted your stance."
"Oh. I'll admit it was a bit odd. The rifle felt… lighter, and I compensated for that. It felt closer to its normal weight afterward."
"Interesting." He then turned back to you. "How are you feeling? Any headaches or fatigue?"
You blink at him a little confused. "No?"
He nodded again before taking out a small radio… from somewhere. "Then we can move to the next test. He handed you the radio. "On the other end is the next test subject. We want to see if your power only works in person or if it can travel over technology."
You take the radio with a nod. This… this could be an important test. "Hello this is Taylor Hebert."
"Oh! Hi. This is Vista. I was told to wait for your transmission before I begin my next exercise." A young voice carried over the tiny speaker. Strangely enough your power was only telling you that she was uncertain. Which was odd. Maybe you…
[ ] explain the situation on your end before you encourage her.
[ ] ask what the exercise she was performing was before picking your words.
[ ] should tell her she was free to crush her exercise.
A/N: Alright, first test done. A couple more to go. A few side notes on unchosen options.
Emma Neutral: Emma gives you a blowjob, and is pleased at your praise. A bit of normal cuddling follows before breakfast.
Emma Bad: The two of you scour your closet for something really nice to wear. A bit of your friends old habits when it comes to dress up come forth. Though no real progress is made in how she feels when she leaves the room
MM Neutral: Okay, yes this was a trap. It would have given MM a bit of an accuracy boost, but a lot of people, including MM, would have scolded you.
MM Bad: It would have been revealed that MM's weapons come stock without attachments. You would argue why that seems weird. A scope would be formed, but aside from the small increase in accuracy a scope provides, nothing would change.
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Experienced.
Spoiler: Tally
"It's nice to meet you Vista. Do you mind telling me what exercise you're going to be doing?" You ask. Partly out of curiosity, partly to try and get more to work with. If you remember correctly the youngest Ward's power was to manipulate the space around her. To make it twist and stretch. So what was the exercise?
"Oh, I'm working on my Manton limit training." The young heroine explained. "My power doesn't work well with crowds, so I've had to learn to work around them."
"Like threading a needle?" Silence meets your question, and you're a little worried you misspoke. Not that that stops your mouth. "You know, when you have to pass the end of a piece of thread through the tiny eye of a needle? Though I suppose you could just expand the eye of the needle to make it easier. Now I'm jealous."
More silence. Silence that was broken by giggling on the other side of the radio. "I suppose I could if I wanted to. It's just too bad that I can't… huh… maybe… woah." The radio went silent again. Moments later the radio crackled to life once more. "Taylor? Did you do something?"
Before you can say anything, Armsmaster holds out a hand, and you hand over the small radio. "Vista, this is Armsmaster. Would you please explain what happened?"
"Armsmaster? Uh, right sir. Um, during my usual manton limit training, after talking to Taylor I was able to manipulate a smaller space than normal. I couldn't manipulate it very much, but it was still enough that I could easily move through the created space."
"And can you recreate this?"
"Uh, let me check." A beat of silence. "That's odd. I know that I had done it earlier."
"It's alright, Vista. We are doing a test of a trump power that temporarily enhances powers. Thank you for your participation, and you are dismissed."
"Uh, of course sir. Thank you, sir." The radio went dead again.
However, before either you or the armored tinker could speak, another voice spoke up instead. "It would seem that your powers can be quite useful." You turned your gaze onto Brandish who was appearing thoughtful.
"I have to agree." Lady Photon continued with a smile. In fact most of New Wave was smiling. Except for Panacea who seemed as contemplative as her mother. "Did you have any other tests planned?" The nominal leader asked her Protectorate counterpart.
"Nothing aside from the standard physical tests in case of minor brute or mover powers."
"Taylor, do you think you need any of those tests?" You shake your head. You were pretty sure you didn't have anything like. Brute power. Let alone mover. That got you a nod in turn. "Then I believe we will take our leave to discuss things as a team. We look forward to your analysis."
Armsmaster gives a grunt of acknowledgement. "Very well." He turned back to you. "Before I forget. Do you have a name we can mark you down for our records?" Oh. Right, a cape name. You had talked to your Dad and Emma about this before you left. The three of you had come up with a few different names.
[ ] Emma had suggested Hope, and it just struck a chord with you.
[ ] You're pretty sure your dad had come up with Peptalk as a joke, but if the name fits…
[ ] In the end you picked out…
-[ ] Write-in
[ ] However, you just couldn't decide on one before you arrived.
The tinker nodded before holding out a hand again. It took you a moment to realize his intentions. As you shake his hand he gives you a polite smile. "It was a pleasure to meet you." As he releases your hand, and turns to leave Miss Militia steps up in his place.
"I look forward to working with you in the future." She told you warmly with another eye smile before she followed her leader out. Gallant just gives you a wave.
"We should get going as well. We have a lot to talk about." Lady Photon suggested.
Glory Girl floated in the air with a look of excitement on her face. "Oh! Since we officially have a new member, maybe we can have a sleepover." She suggested and you felt your own excitement rise with hers.
"Victoria." Her mother said in a scolding tone. Though you aren't sure why.
"Whoops. Sorry." Suddenly your excitement fades, and you are left feeling confused. What had that been? "But, it's still a good idea. We can get to know each other better." The excited blonde focuses her attention on you. "You agree, right?"
[ ] Well… yes you do actually. You haven't had a sleepover with anyone other than Emma before. Getting to know your new teammates better could only help you."
-[ ] You should ask if Emma can join you. You don't want to leave her alone, and interacting with others might help.
[ ] Actually, no. After all of this you kind of just want a quiet night. You'll still go for a meeting to decide what your place will be, but you will be going home afterward.
During the team meeting, it's decided that you should probably…
[ ] do a patrol with Glory girl as a soft debut. See how your encouragement holds up in the field. Though you were told you shouldn't expect too much trouble.
[ ] go to the hospital with Panacea. Less to help the best healer herself, and more to see if your encouragement could help some of the more minor patients. Especially those with afflictions Panacea couldn't deal with.
After you leave the PRT headquarters, the director will call for a meeting. Want to listen in?
[ ] Yes. (Interlude: test debrief)
[ ] No. (Continue with main story)
A/N: Okay, so... even I can't come up with too many more tests to do. So let's move on.Yes, I'm thinking of experimenting with interludes this time around. Seems like a good time to. Though you guys are free to disagree.
Vista Bad: Upon learning that this is part of your test Vista would accept your good luck wishes. She would report that nothing had changed, and the test would be considered a failure.
Vista Good: You would express your desire to watch your favorite Ward work, and your sadness that you couldn't. This would allow Vista to almost ignore her manton limit when it comes to manipulating the space between organic objects. Afterward manipulating the space would have been easier than normal. Though not to the same extent.
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Shulta
Experienced.
Spoiler: Tally
Emily Piggot held back a sigh as she opened up the report in front of her. The last week or so has been a mess. Uber and Leets' latest stunt involving an ever growing ball of debris had resulted in some serious damage to the boardwalk. Including a store being almost completely demolished. With people still inside as it happened. Luckily for them no one had been killed, but it had resulted in the triggering of a teenage girl. One Taylor Hebert, whose trigger had apparently resulted in a new physical addition as well as powers. That addition being a fully functional penis and balls. Which is exactly what a hormonal, and mentally broken, teen needed. Another source of hormones.
At least she decided to be a hero. Even if that meant only joining the associated team of New Wave, and not the Wards proper. Though she had agreed to a proper power test. So she was mostly reasonable.
As her eyes glanced over the report she found herself frowning. If it was accurate then they were missing out on a rather useful power set. Not entirely of course. As an associated cape, the PRT and Protectorate could call upon her aid, but not as regularly as if she was a Ward. If the report was accurate.
Her eyes panned up from the report on her desk to the four capes standing in front of her. "Thoughts on Taylor Hebert, cape name…" she glanced back down to make sure she had it right. "Hope?" A little pretentious, but that was capes for you. At least she could kind of see where the name came from. Though only time would tell if she would live up to it.
Armsmaster straightened his posture ever so slightly. "Taylor Hebert, or Hope, has shown to be both open and honest so far. Also while she appeared shy, and even overwhelmed at first when it came down to it she was quite personable."
Gallant raised a hand at that point, and she nodded in his direction. "Ma'am, from what I could see, her power is like this aura of calm that seems to affect even herself. It seemed to reach out to everyone around her, though it didn't affect anything until she actively attempted to encourage Miss Militia and Vista." He paused, the set of his lips betraying his thoughts. "It was… interesting to watch it reach through the handheld radio. Though I wasn't present to see what it did to Vista on the other end.
The middle eastern cape showed no reaction to this piece of information. Their newest, and currently youngest, Ward seemed quite shocked though. "Vista, tell me about your experience."
"Oh, uh… I was in the middle of my Manton limit training to see if I could possibly work around it when I was told to wait for a possible correspondence." Emily put up a hand to forestall any further report before turning her attention on Armsmaster once more.
"I was made aware that Vista would be doing her own training around the same time as Hope. I believed doing a test with someone not in the know would be ideal after a more controlled interaction." He calmly reported. "It also allowed for the ability to test if her power required her to be face to face or not." She nodded before she gestured for Vista to continue.
"Oh. Um, I didn't have to wait long, though I was confused as to what everything was about. When Taylor… I mean Hope contacted me, it was a bit better. It felt nice to be told someone was jealous of me about something. Even if it was something as small as having an easier time threading needles." The young girl smiled. "And the advice is useful, thinking of it like that does make it easier to spread my power out. However, after that first boost in ability I haven't been able to replicate it." Now the girl looked a little frustrated, and she wasn't the only one to notice. Gallant placed a hand on her shoulder silently which got a bit of color on the girl's cheeks. Kids. Honestly.
She looked in Miss Militia's direction and the flag-clad cape spoke without being ordered. "I'll admit to not expecting much when the test began. However, she then proceeded to challenge my abilities while showing confidence that I would rise to that challenge. It made me feel good, Director. That's the best way to describe it. Afterward, the weapon in my hands felt better. Lighter, less recoil, and even better maintained than normal. Afterward, things weren't as good, but I noticed something. Blades I create are a little sharper. Firearms are a bit more accurate. Tiny things. The only reason I've noticed at all is because of experience with my powers." That was the crux of it. A permanent or even long lasting increase in performance, no matter how small, could be huge. It made her wish more tests had been done. Was the fact that Vista didn't get that same boost both before and after because of the distance? Or the advice? She didn't know.
"Very well. We have a fairly amicable relationship with New Wave so far. So we will be keeping an eye on things. Make sure to keep track of interactions with this girl, and any improvements that may come of it. All members of Prt, Protectorate, and Wards are to be made aware of this." She looked back down at the report. "Our analyst team so far as her at a thinker 1, trump 3. These ratings are subject to change if we can get a more solid feel for these boosts of hers." She especially wished a test on normal humans had been done, but they would just have to wait on that. "She has the possibility of being another Dauntless so we want to keep good relations here." The mention of ENE's new rising star got a small downward tick at the corner of Armsmaster's lips, but he was a big boy. "Anything else?" Silence answered her. "Then dismissed."
As the assembled capes left her office she once more read the report. This time in between the lines. The ability to make people feel better, and improve their abilities at the same time? Sounded awfully close to a master power similar to a certain Teacher. Only time would tell if the parallels would prove themselves.
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Shulta
Experienced.
Things kind of just moved forward after you left PRT headquarters. It was almost a bit much as it kind of hit you that this was all happening. You were going to be a hero. Which required a few things. A costume for one. You might not have a separation between your normal and cape identity, but having a suitably heroic costume that matched up with rest of the team was basically essential for a good image.
This went doubly so since you weren't going to be a Frontline. You were going to be given a similar role as Panacea. A support role. It was even decided that you would go with Panacea when did her hospital visits. Not so much to encourage the young healer, though you were in turn encouraged to do so if you wished, but to see if you could encourage healing yourself. Specifically mental healing. Since Panacea refused to touch brains despite her ability to do so. Something the rest of the team respected. Even if they didn't agree with her.
That didn't mean you weren't going to be involved with the others though. The fact that you could boost others at a distance meant that you could be contacted if someone felt they needed a boost from you. Short lived as it might be. That meant they needed to be able to reliably contact you no matter where you might be. That meant a cellphone.
Like the one that had gotten your mother killed.
That argument had lasted several minutes as you and your father were best on all sides. Even Emma gently poked holes in your arguments against it. The worst part was that they were understanding about the whole, but still insistent. It just made logical sense on several levels. In the end the both of you folded. Which in turn led to the suggestion of a Bluetooth headset. A hands free device that would allow for ease of contact. Which… helped alleviate some of the worry.
By the end of everything plans had been made to go to the boardwalk for a shopping trip. See a small shop run by a rogue called Parian for a costume, go cell phone shopping, and maybe do more miscellaneous shopping as well. Afterward it was off to the hospital.
The thought of going to the boardwalk made you twitch, and caused Emma to clutch your arm tighter. Not that you had anything to worry about. Members of New Wave were going to be with you. You weren't going to be trapped again. They wouldn't let you stay trapped. They-
"Hey, Taylor, Emma aren't you guys going to change?" Victoria's voice cuts through your rising panic, and brings you back to the present. Right the sleepover. You shake your head to clear it before giving Amy, Vicky, and Crystal a reassuring smile. Crystal's brother had apparently decided he didn't want to take part, to much teasing from his sister and cousin. Uncle Allan had stopped by long enough to drop off your nightclothes and a change for tomorrow before leaving with your father.
Also, despite there being a guest room, Vicky insisted that the sleepover take place in her room. Which was fine. Even if a part of you was stirring at being so close to four attractive young women. Especially since three of them were in the midst of changing themselves.
You rubbed calming circles into Emma's back as you responded. "Right, we should go do that. Be right back." You turned to lead Emma out with your change of clothes when Crystal spoke out.
"Where are you going? We're all girls here, and going to be spending a lot of time together besides "
"Yeah," Vicky agreed. "No need to be shy. Just think of it like the gym dressing room. Nothing wrong with that right?"
Right. Gym. P.E was going to be a thing when school started again. You… hadn't thought of that. Fuck. That was something you were going to have to get used to.
"Vicky, Crystal don't pressure them. They don't have to change in front of us if they don't want to." Amy argued, and you felt a bit grateful for the mousy brunette.
"I'm okay with it " Emma said quietly as she stepped away from you and put action to words. Your mouth went dry. Not just because of your best friend's budding form being exposed to you again, but because you knew what you were about to do.
"Alright." You decided to follow everyone else's example. No one really commented when you took off your shirt. However, when your pants come off…
"Amy really was right." Crystal breathed out as her eyes zeroed in on your rising erection.
"I saw the bulge but… wow you're bigger than Dean." Vicky added. "Do you mind if I touch it?"
Wait, what? It took you a moment to realize what had been asked. When it did you got a feeling of anticipation. Curious. Jealous. Wants to experiment. Wants to share. Your head didn't quite hurt, but there was so much to parse.
[ ] When you finally did you fervently shook her head no. You weren't sure that was entirely a good idea.
[ ] You moved close to Emma, and let them know that it's up to Emma not you.
[ ] You asked if she was JUST going to touch it, or if she had other plans in mind.
[ ] You asked if she was like this with every dick that was bigger than her boyfriend's. Dean WAS her boyfriend right?
A/N: Yes, that vote has 3 encouragement options and a refusal. I'm sure you can figure out which is which, and who is feeling what. Maybe.
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Shulta
Experienced.
Spoiler: Tally
You took a breath, and moved to Emma before wrapping an arm around her waist. The feeling of her skin against your own reminding you of that pleasant feeling you had felt this morning. Huh, had it really only been that morning? It didn't feel like it.
"I don't know. It's not up to me. What do you think Emma? Should she be able to touch my dick?" You ask your best friend with a smile on your face, and a blush burning your cheeks. That turned everyone's attention from you to Emma. That's fine though. You could be a bit of a motor mouth, but Emma was always the face of your duo. She was the one that broke the ice, and bridged the gap between you and everyone else.
Even now the shocked look on her face morphed into a smile to match your own as a familiar light that had mostly been missing from her eyes returned. She wrapped an arm around you, and you could feel her thumbs drawing circles on your hip. It was nice. She turned her attention back towards the blonde brute. "Sure, I think I can let you do that." Her smile gets an almost hungry edge to it. "If you kiss me first."
Vicky blinked at her in stunned silence. Her jaw moved slightly without a sound. Even you were a bit surprised by the ultimatum. You were even more surprised when Amy walked up to your best friend, gave her a peck on the lips, and then placed a single finger on your penis. You thought you saw a shiver go through her as she did so, but you weren't sure. "Is this alright?" She asked with a smug little grin?"
"Uh, yeah. That's fine." Emma responded, still taken a little off guard. To be fair, so were you. You hadn't thought anyone would take either of you seriously.
"You know, your biology is really weird." The young healer stated rather bluntly.
You… weren't sure if that should worry you or not. "How so?"
Amy doesn't look you in the face. She just stares at your dick with what you can only describe as a thoughtful scowl. "Your DNA hasn't changed. You're still a girl without a single Y chromosome. I don't think your supermarket is capable of even carrying one. That should be causing problems like infertility or erectile dysfunction. Something. Yet, everything works just fine. Better even. You're probably more fertile than the average man, but it doesn't make sense. Especially since it doesn't mesh with your powers. What does higher impregnation rates have to encouraging people?"
Okay that was a lot. However, your brain latched onto one thing in particular. "What do you mean more fertile?"
She waved her free hand dismissively. "Nothing too special. Your testicles produce about twice as much sperm that are a little tougher than normal from what I've seen."
"Oh… have you seen a lot?"
This time she does look you in the face. Her own is neutral. "When I touch anyone I get a perfect picture of their biology. I more or less learn everything. I don't have eidetic memory, thank God, but there are some things you can't forget. Especially when you can make changes." She looks back to where she has her finger. "And I can make changes to this."
You do remember mentions of healing through biological manipulation, but… "Why is that important?"
"When I triggered, one of the first things that was tested was whether or not I can help case fifty-three's." That scowl returned with a vengeance. "I couldn't do anything. At least nothing permanent. It was like their bodies for all intents and purposes were meant to be like that. Your dick doesn't seem to be the case. I think." Now the scowl was thoughtful again. Is having ideas. Is bored of normal. Is scared of ideas.
Oh boy.
[ ] Quick! Subject change!
-[ ] write-in
[ ] Can she… maybe get rid of your dick, and make improvements to other parts of you?
[ ] Could she give your dick a sheath or something? A way to get it out of the way most of the time?
[ ] Since she seems interested in making changes, what changes would she make to it?
After Amy answers, you feel Emma's hand pull away from you as she makes a muffled noise of surprise. You turn towards her in time to see her melt into Crystal's kiss. Crystal's rather passionate kiss. In fact, you're pretty sure you can see her tongue working through their lips.
By the time the college student breaks the kiss to breathe, Emma's eyes have glazed over, and you hold her close to keep her steady. "Wow." She breathed out. "Now that was a kiss."
The other girl blushed deeply as she used one hand to rub her other arm bashfully. The movement does interesting things to her chest. "I… uh… read that such things can make a kiss better. Just thought I would try it out." She explained with reddened cheeks.
"I'll say. You didn't mention having a striker power in your mouth." Emma continued. That made the older girl's blush deepen, and a beautiful smile spread over her face. Loving the reaction she is getting. Wants more reactions. Better reactions. Wants to see what else she can cause.
Well now you were wondering…
[ ] could you get one of those?
[ ] what else could that tongue do?
[ ] did this book have any other advice?
A/N: HA! Did you think I was going to give you an orgy just because you whipped your dick out? Well you are going to have to work harder than that! After all you don't have godly influence to push them into your bed. Especially with...
Canonically lesbian Amy touches penis*
Well... okay but still, you still have to convince...
bi-curious college girl trope rears its beautiful head*
Fuck!
Sleepover Neutral: Vicky is confused by your question. Until she gets it. Then she gets flustered. Teasing ensues.
Sleepover Bad: Flustered Vicky is Flustered.
P.s In case you guys do want to side-step dick enhancements/changes the write in will be variable for your power depending on what you want said, and how Amy will take it.
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Experienced.
Spoiler: Tally
"Are you getting ideas?" You teased as you quirked an eyebrow.
Her blush really lit up her freckles. It made her look cute. Even if, or perhaps more so because, she refused to look you in the face. "Maybe." She answered quietly.
You gently grasped her shoulder with your free hand, and you smiled reassuringly. She still doesn't look up. "You CAN undo any changes you make, right?"
She bites her bottom lip before she answers. "I think so, yes."
You lift your free hand to cup her chin, and lift it so she could look into your eyes. You continue to smile even as you lean conspiratorially to whisper into her ear. "I have a few of my own. Maybe we could discuss them, and if we can agree on a few well… I'm willing to experiment if you are." Your smile widens as silence greets your ears. As you pull away you see her mouth moving soundlessly. You're not completely sure WHY, but her shocked expression in her sparkling eyes stirs something in you. When you next speak it's at your normal volume. "In fact I'm pretty sure Emma would love to help with them. Right, Emma?" You asked. However, instead of answering, Emma pulled away from you with a muffled sound. You turned towards her in concern, only to see her melt into Crystal's kiss.
Of course, after seeing the devastation such a kiss could do, there was only one thing to say. "Could I get one of those?"
The older heroine giggled before she leaned in. As your lips met you felt something brush the outside of yours. As your lips parted, Crystal tongue slipped into your mouth, and immediately took charge. It was like your tongue had been swept up in a hurricane. You tried to fight back, but your lack of experience meant that resistance was very much futile. You could feel yourself melting, and then a soft touch sent a surge of pleasure through your cock. You moaned into the kiss, and thrust your hips forward on instinct. This buried your dick in-between the older heroine's thighs. Which in turn surprised her enough to break the kiss, and look down at what happened. Your own eyes soon follow, and you spot a single finger still pressed against the side of your dick. Following that finger up revealed Amy's unrepentant smile.
"What? I just wanted to see if you would notice."
Her words make you look away as your cheeks heat up. Your eyes end up locking with Crystal's, and you feel your blush deepen. "It was a very nice kiss." You admit which makes Crystal smile and chuckle. Even if she does sound a little embarrassed.
"I know right? I wish I was able to kiss like that." Emma adds with a bit of a whine.
"Well, you honestly just need to practice." Crystal advised.
That caused Emma to perk up. "Oh? Well, then." She turned towards you. "Would you like to be my practice partner, Taylor?" You swallow heavily at that, but even so you can't stop yourself from looking at her lips. In the end you nod, and swallow again as your childhood friend smiles at you before she moves in closer.
As she leaned in for a kiss you're pretty sure you heard Amy say, "okay, now I'm curious." As you felt her finger finally leave your dick. Not that you paid too much attention to her after Emma's lips once more met your own.
However, before either of you could push the kiss further, you feel this pressure descend upon you. A mixture of awe and fear that shocks you out of your haze of lust. "What are you guys doing?" Vicky asked in shocked confusion.
"Vicky, aura." Amy grounded out, and the feeling slowly lifts off if you.
"I'm sorry, but well… I wasn't expecting all this. Why didn't you tell me you were into girls?"
You couldn't help but notice the look in Amy's eyes as she looked away. Specifically the way they swept down her sister's body. "I had my reasons, and would like to keep it at that."
Vicky looked like she wanted to argue, but instead sighed before giving her cousin a look instead. The older girl shrugged. "I'm still discovering myself."
Their answers seemed to mollify the blonde, but she still looked a little uncomfortable. In fact she was confused, aroused, and confused by her arousal. Maybe…
[ ] you should suggest that everyone finishes getting dressed. Then ask Vicky what she thinks you guys should do for this sleepover.
[ ] she needed a little push. Ask her if she wanted to join in too, and reassure her that she didn't need to worry about things.
[ ] this should be moved to the guest room? You still kind of want to see where things could go, but don't want to disturb Vicky. Even if it did feel a bit rude to leave her out of things.
AN: Yes, Write-ins can adjust the boost. For better or worse.
Amy Bad: She asks you if that is what you really want. You turn towards Emma to ask her opinion when the kiss happens.
Amy Good: She relaxes with your suggestion before telling you that something like that, shouldn't be too hard.
Crystal Bad: She gets a little embarrassed at your question, but her eyes travel down your body, before moving over to Emma's. Before she can say anything, Vicky speaks up.
Crystal Good: She decides to be a bit more dominant with the kiss, and her hands wander a bit. Amy gets in on it a little bit, but Vicky quickly puts a stop to it.
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"You know, you don't have to worry so much about your feelings." You tell Vicky as you take a single step towards her.
"What?" Unfortunately that only seemed to confuse her more.
"As I mentioned during power testing, I can tell what other people are feeling to a small extent." That got Vicky to blush. "I'm just saying that it doesn't matter if you find other girl's attractive. They don't have to count if you don't want them to."
"Oh? And who told you that?" She challenged.
"Aunt Annette." Emma answered for you. Her voice was a bit quiet, but you could still hear the loss mixed with nostalgia within her words.
"My mother was a college English professor. She used to encourage us to experiment. That it was the only way to figure out what you truly wanted."
"A lot of the girls I go to school with say the same thing." Crystal added. "Even the ones that I'm pretty sure have boyfriends."
"Yeah, mom used to say that it wasn't cheating if you weren't taking it seriously. Besides, you could learn some new tricks you could use on Dean later. I'm sure he would like that."
While her expression turned thoughtful the blonde Dallon remained quiet. You wrote starting to think that maybe you were pushing too hard, and you were about to try suggesting that she could sit out while the rest if you practiced kissing if she wanted. That was when she chose to speak. "I'm not going to kiss my cousin."
The rest of you chuckle at how serious she sounded saying that. You decide to move in closer. "That's alright, no need to push yourself." You lean in close, your lips mere inches away from hers. "You just need to relax." Your lips meet hers, and waste no time in poking your tongue out. It passes between her lips without resistance. Once within her mouth your tongue began to clumsily replicate the movements Crystal had done. In response Vicky showed you that she had more experience making out than you did. Before you knew it you were metaphorically on the backfoot as she started to match your efforts. By the time you broke the kiss, you were breathless. "How was that?" You asked with a smile.
"You need more practice, " Vicky replied with a teasing smile. "Though I suppose it was alright." You weren't entirely sure how to take that. Though you think this might be a good thing.
"Don't worry Taylor, I'll help you practice " Emma reassured you as she hugged you from behind.
"Do you mind if I practice with you, Vicky?" Amy asked shyly.
Vicky blinked at her. "Amy, you're my sister."
"Adopted sister." She protested weakly.
"I've still grown up with you. It would be weird."
"Um, me and Taylor grew up together too." Emma spoke up. "We see each other as sisters too."
You turn slightly in Emma's embrace and gently kiss her lips. It's a quick chaste meeting of lips, but it serves its purpose. When you face your new teammates they are staring at you. "I don't have much problem kissing her." You explain.
That caused the siblings to look at each other before the blonde of the two sighed. "Alright I suppose I can try one kiss." With that she leaned in to give a quick peck on the lips. Except she paused with a shocked expression seconds after making contact. Her body relaxed as a quiet moan slipped between her lips. When Amy slowly, almost reluctantly, broke the kiss herself, Vicky stayed in that position for a few seconds more before she seemed to come back to herself. As she straightened up, a look of uncertainty crossed her face. "Amy, did you do something?"
Amy started to look uncertain as well. "Yes? I… uh… thought that if I triggered certain nerves that it would make the kiss feel better. Did you not like it?"
"No, no. It felt nice. Really nice. I uh…" suddenly she yawned. It sounded forced even to your ears. "I think today might have wiped me out more than I thought. Besides, we have a lot to do in the morning. So I think I'm going to turn in."
That caught all of you by surprise. However none of you pushed her on it. You and Emma quickly threw on nightspots so that you wouldn't be walking the halls half naked.
"Am I still staying here with you?" Crystal asked her fellow blonde.
"Sure. That's alright." She responded almost distractedly as she crawled into bed.
Which meant you, Emma, and Amy walked out with your own good nights. Amy herself wandered over to her room. That left you and Emma on your own as you entered the guest room. That night…
[ ] nothing of note happened. Aside from Emma asking you to go inside of her again as you went to sleep.
[ ] there was a knock on the door. Amy couldn't sleep, and she wanted to see if you were still willing to experiment.
[ ] you got thirsty, and went downstairs for some water. Sitting at the table was Carol with a nearly empty bottle of wine next to her.
A/N: Vicky good: You blueball everyone, but Vicky is grateful for your consideration. Though she soon realizes that her go to for Sleepovers might not help things.
Vicky Bad: Your foursome agrees to leave to the guestroom. Though Crystal and Amy feels bad about it, and Vicky doesn't feel too good about it either.
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"Well, that was interesting." You mention as you close the door behind you. "I'm sorry, if I put you on the spot like that. Things kind of just…" You were cut off by a kiss. Your lips parted on instinct, and your tongue reacts to the tongue that begins to dance in your mouth. Your arms go around her waist as her's wraps around her neck. You don't know how long you stand there making out, but when you finally break the kiss you are greeted by the sight, and sensation, of a single strand of saliva linking your mouths.
The fragile connection snapped when Emma spoke. "You don't need to apologize. It actually made me happy to be put in charge like that. To have control like that." Your best friend smiled at you, and it reminded you of whenever the two thought you were getting away with something. It's good to see it on her face again. "Thank you for that." That smile got a more… enticing edge to it. "Though now that we are alone, how about we get a bit more comfortable. I miss having you inside of me." Those last words make you pause. Did she really just…
Emma flashed one more saucy smile as she pulled away from your embrace. She turned towards the bed, and took a single step forward as she reached under the hem of her night shirt. As she took her second step she bent forward as her hands slipped her panties down legs before letting them drop to the floor. Her third step took her away from the discarded garment. Your eyes filled the shirt's hem as it played around her thighs with each hip swaying step until she crawled into bed.
It wasn't until she was smiling at you from under the blanket that your brain finally rebooted. With your dick tenting your own nightshirt, you moved to slip into the bed, and Emma, yourself.
So of course that was when someone knocked on the door.
The two of you shared a look, and though she looked a little grumpy, Emma gave you a nod. You nodded back with a sigh as you strode towards the door. Opening the door revealed Amy standing in a rather nice nightgown with her hand up mid-knock. After a second she let the hand drop. "HI, I was having trouble sleeping, and was wondering if you were serious about experimenting." She then lowered her head shyly. She quickly stiffened as she did so. Confused by the reaction you looked down, and saw that your fully erect dick had slipped out from under your nightshirt, and was standing proud in the open.
You felt your cheeks heat up as you turned to look over your shoulder. Honestly you were still interested, but this wasn't just about you. "Hey Emma, Amy wants to make changes to my body. Is that okay with you?"
She goes from grumpy to curious quickly. "Can she turn you back if we don't like the changes?"
"She told me she could."
"Alright, I'm fine with that."
You turn back towards Amy to see she is still staring at your dick. On a whim, you wiggle it back and forth, and watch as she follows the movement. You give a short thrust which touches the head of your dick to her nose. That shocked her back into the present. With her attention back on you, you gently take her hand, and lead her into the room. You closed the door once more before guiding her to the bed. With all three of you sitting on the bed an awkward silence started to fall over the three of you. That is until the most social of you decided to speak up.
"So, how do we do this?" Emma asked.
"Well… I didn't really think about it before I got here, but I usually require body mass to make big changes, and you don't have all that much to offer. I should be able to make smaller changes though."
You frown before poking at the paunch that was forming on your stomach. "Is this not enough?"
She wiggled a hand back and forth. "I can do something with it, but not alot." She explained.
Well then, maybe you should put a bit of thought into this. You're not sure how much you can do but why not focus on…
[ ] your body.
-[ ] You kind of wanted to see what you would look like with more muscle. Or atleast definition.
-[ ] could she make you look like a succubus? Skin color shouldn't be too hard. Though you might need to go without the wings. Oh, but what about a tail?
-[ ] what about animal ears and tail?
-[ ] write-in
[ ] your dick.
-[ ] you had an idea for a sheath based on what you knew about horses.
--[ ] Maybe you can go the next step and have a horse penis too?
-[ ] ask Emma for suggestions
-[ ] let Amy decide what to do
-[ ] write-in
[ ] Write-in
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Shulta
Experienced.
Spoiler: Tally
As everyone mulls over what to do, you start to think about what you want. Oh, it's been agreed that whatever changes are made could be temporary, but you were hoping for a more permanent solution for a problem you were having. That problem being that your dick was inconvenient just hanging out all the time. Girl's clothes and fashion was NOT made with a penis in mind. Though you didn't want to just get rid of it all together. Mostly because Emma liked it, and you didn't want to take that from her. Also it made you feel special to have everyone staring at it. You still wanted to get it out of the way though. Luckily you learned a few things over the years from nature camp.
Thinking of nature camp… you were probably going to have to skip it this year. What with being a hero now. Though… you will just be used for support… and you'll have a cellphone…
These were thoughts for later. You needed to focus on the now. "At nature camp one year we ended up learning about horses." You begin only to choke on your words as the other two girls stare at you.
"Are you about to say that you want to give you a horse penis? Aren't you big enough?" Amy asked incredulously. Emma on the other hand stared into the middle distance with glazed eyes.
"I was more thinking of a sheath. A way to put my dick away when I'm not using it. So it doesn't get in the way." You explain. "Though if the easiest way is to give me the full kit… I won't complain."
Amy sighed at you before she reached out, and touched your knee. Your insides felt… odd. "I'm going to have to rearrange a few things, and I don't have the material to really increase your size." She explained as you felt the small amount of fat you had on your stomach practically melted away.
"Th-that's fine " You stammer out. "I'm not looking to be bigger. Just more convenient. Everything else is just circumstantial." Amy doesn't look too convinced by your argument. However, you can feel the changes being made to your body all the same. The bulbous head of your member flattens before it flares out slightly. Your shaft then thickens to remain proportional. At the same time you feel things shift around slightly as your pelvis… hollows out? That's not quite the right word. It's like you were given a second vagina. That's the best way to describe it. A vagina that holds the base of your cock. As the changes finish forming, you feel yourself soften, and your shaft slips down into its freshly made sheath. There is still a bit of. Bump at the front of your pelvis, but a bit of prodding reveals that it's soft enough that it shouldn't get in the way with anything. Which is what you wanted.
Though the words of thanks stick in your throat as the world suddenly goes blurry. You blink before reaching up to take off your glasses. You stare in wonder as you see the world with a clarity you have had in years. Amy gives you a little smirk as she takes her hand away. "I figured you deserved a welcome to the team gift."
"Thank you." You mumble out as you try to get over having such good vision all of the sudden. Vision that lets you notice Amy's nipple poking through the thin material of her nightgown. As well as the fact that the wide neck of Emma's nightshirt was showing a decent amount of her cleavage. You nervously lick your lips as you feel a tightness building inside of you. A tightness that wanted to push your member out of its little hidey-hole. You are able to keep it at bay with some conscious thought, though. Which was good. Even if it meant keeping a metaphorical eye on it.
Luckily before Amy could notice your internal struggle, Emma leaned over to feverishly whisper into her ear. The entire time she spoke the healer's mouth did a landed fish impression. She gave your friend a look before glancing at you, and looking back at her. "You're a real pervert aren't you?"
Emma didn't seem fazed by the accusation, outside of a slight coloring of her cheeks. "And?"
Amy's reply was to simply poke your friend dead center of her cleavage. A shiver went through Emma's body before she stared down at her lap in awe. Amy's second smirk was interrupted by having her head suddenly pulled into said cleavage via a hug. "Thank you. I really appreciate it." The redhead declared as the brunette in her embrace flailed her arms. When the healer was finally able to free herself she took a deep gasping breath before waving Emma off. "Don't mention it." He then turned serious, "I mean that. Don't mention it. I have enough people trying to approach me for beautification treatments. I don't need to be hounded for this kind of thing too."
That made enough since neither you nor Emma hesitated to nod in agreement. Though, you still wanted to show your appreciation with more than just words, and promises to keep secrets. Your power told you that she was enjoying this. Enjoying your presence, and the situation. Would like to do more. Doesn't want to go to bed yet. That was actually interesting. Now that you thought about it…
[ ] she is literally the only member of the sleepover you haven't kissed yet. Which just doesn't seem fair to you. Besides you kind of want to feel what Vicky did.
[ ] maybe you could just ask her what she wanted as a reward. You do feel like you owe her, and wouldn't sit right with you to not pay her back somehow.
[ ] you did notice she seemed to have a thing for Vicky. You and Emma could be her wingwomen!
A/N: Just so you know... chances are this will be a transition to the next day no matter what you choose. Should be fun
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Shulta
Experienced.
Spoiler: Tally
Even as you try to think of a way to show your gratitude you had a realization. Amy and you have yet to share a kiss. That didn't seem right to you. And yes, you were being influenced by what you saw of Vicky's reaction to her own experience. Even if she got so awkward afterward even YOU could notice. Satisfied, you mentally nodded to yourself.
"You know, I haven't gotten to kiss you yet." Your words cause both of the other girls to give you inquisitive looks. "Well, we were practicing, and you showed that you had a trick of your own to share. So I want you to share." You explain as you lean forward till you are on your hands and knees, and begin to crawl towards the brunette healer. She leans back on her own hands as you approach, but doesn't try to get away. "You'll show me, right?" You whisper as your lips approach her own slow enough that she could evade if she wanted to. You probably didn't need to bother as she doesn't move outside of a sharp inhale as you make contact. Her lips easily part before your probing tongue, and you begin to explore her mouth. You're actually a bit disappointed when nothing happens at first.
Then the nerves in your lips and tongue buzz with pleasure. The buzzing becomes a spark. That spark spreads through the rest of your system like a wildfire. You moan as your tongue rubs up against its counterpart in Amy's mouth. Each little bit of contact intensifies the pleasure coursing through you. Yet, you don't back off. You don't stop. You want more of this amazing feeling. You feel your control unravel, and your shaft swiftly slides out of its hiding spot. It pokes your kissing partner in the stomach, and in surprise she jerks back. That in turn causes her to fall onto her back, and you lose your own balance without her pushing back against you. The loss of contact also cuts off the pleasure, and with it the energy that was keeping you up.
Amy makes a sound somewhere between a squeak and a moan as you land on top of her. You want to apologize, but you find yourself without the breath to do so. Though as you look her in her shining eyes, she certainly doesn't seem upset. On the contrary she looks rather pleased. If a bit embarrassed.
"Wow." You finally say. "Now that was a kiss."
She gives you a beautiful smile. "Thank you. Though… could you maybe tuck your dick away please?"
You blink in confusion for a second before you use your arms to leverage yourself up. Looking down you can see your dick laying there on Amy's stomach where it had been sandwiched between you. Its flared head twitches just below her bust line. "But what hole should I put it in?" You blurt out before you could stop yourself. You hear Emma giggle as Amy just stares at you. You clear your throat as you get off of your teammate. "Right. Sorry."
"It's fine. Just-" the healer starts to respond as she sits up. Only she's cut off by your best friend pushing her back down.
"Oh no. You're not getting up yet. You shorted me earlier, and now I want to collect." Emma declared as she straddled the fallen healer, and leaned down. She takes a moment to toss her hair over her shoulder so her face is completely visible as she kisses the other girl. The image burns itself into your new vision. Amy, nightgown disheveled by her position, and her hair haloing around her head was pinned to the bed by Emma whose own night was once more falling off one of her shoulders. You watched as Amy's eyes slowly closed just as Emma started to moan. You watched as your best friend's toes curled, and her fingers gripped the bedding. However, unlike you Amy sits up to break the kiss. She stares down at the girl beneath her with half-lidded eyes. "You can do that at any time, can't you? You could poke someone, and give them an orgasm with ease?"
Amy squirms under her. "I… yes? I think I could."
Emma licks her lips before she switches her gaze to you. "Taylor, my father will be picking up the two of you from the hospital, and taking you to my house. The only reason she will leave my home will be because we are going to YOUR house." You blink at her. Wait… did…
"Are… you planning to kidnap me?" Amy asked incredulously. Though there was also some arousal there too.
"Are you saying you don't want to be kidnapped? It would be nice though." Emma's hands slid up Amy's arms until she was holding the girl's hands. "I could pamper you everyday, and you would satisfy me and Taylor every night." Their clasped hands were placed above the biokenetic's head. "That sounds wonderful doesn't it?"
You clear your throat, and cause both of them to look at you. "Emma, please don't pass off my new team by kidnapping one of my teammates." Your best friend pouts at you, and your teammate actually looks a little disappointed herself. "That being said, if she decided to visit our homes after a hard day of school and hospital work, then I don't see why we couldn't spoil her." You smile at them as understanding dawns on their faces. "And if she decides she likes spending the night in our room instead of her home, well that can't be helped right?"
"How about that, Amy? Does that sound better?" Emma purred out.
"I… uh… I'm going to need to sleep on it?"
"That's fair." Emma conceded. You're pretty sure you blinked. Yet that doesn't explain how Emma was suddenly spooning Amy under the covers. Even the cuddled healer looked confused by the situation she found herself in. "Then let's go to bed. Come on, Taylor. We have a busy day. Oh, and to answer your question. Mine."
It took you a moment to realize what she was talking about. When it did, your cheeks reheated, and your cock twitched. You had forgotten about your earlier plan from before Amy had knocked. "Emma, are you sure? I'm-"
Emma gently hushed you as she nuzzled into Amy's hair. "Don't worry we already took care of that." Your mouth goes dry at that admission. You're moving before you even realize it. You slip under the covers behind your best friend. You drap one arm over her, and use the other to guide your horse cock into her. Her lower lips feel as soft and tight as they had last night. Her hole still seemed far too small for your newly flared head. However, as you pressed forward she easily stretched around you. The both of you release breathy moans as you once more sink down to the hilt inside of her. Still a near perfect fit. Though Amy gave a cute little squeak as she tried to bury her face in a nearby pillow. Though you weren't sure wh-... she could feel you penetrating Emma via her power couldn't she? Oh my.
You moaned again as Emma wiggled her hips. "Much better. Good night."
"G-good night." Amy squeaked out.
"Good night." You answered as your eyelids grow heavy.
A knock on the door wakes you up. "Breakfast is almost ready girls. We have…" You open your eyes as a feminine voice calls out after the you hear the door open. The voice sounds familiar, but you have trouble placing it. That is until you see Carol Dallon standing there in the doorway. Her eyes are narrowed, and her lips are a hard line. Then she sighs, nods to herself, and continues. "We have a lot we need to do to prepare Taylor for her debut. So don't take too long to get ready." With that she shuts to dorm quietly, and you can hear her footsteps walking away.
"Is she upset?" You ask.
"I… actually don't know." Amy's answer sounded as confused as you felt.
"Well, we should get up, and hopefully not find out." Emma interjected. "Why don't you go ahead of us? You'll probably want to swing by your room anyway."
You can see Amy's head nod, but she doesn't move right away. She seemed hesitant to leave, but eventually she rose. Her shuffle towards the door almost looked reluctant. Though she smiled at the two of you before closing the door behind herself.
Emma is the first to break the silence that followed. "She is adorable." You nod in agreement before burying your face in your friend's scarlet mane.
"Why were you pushing so hard last night?" You whisper into her ear.
"You don't have to be a thinker to read people. She… needs an outlet. A place outside of all this. A place she can relax. I figured we could be that for her. Besides, you seem to have to have a thing for her." That last bit came out in a teasing tone.
"And you don't?"
"Hell yes I do. She has the magic touch. Besides, did you see her with Vicky last night? Girl has it bad. I figure we can either distract her, or help her out once things have settled down."
You snort at that. Yeah, you noticed that too. "I think we can put a pin that for now."
"Yeah, probably. What are we going to do about tonight though? I was being serious about having her stay with us." You had to admit you had been too. Though you could also admit things were going a little quickly. However, Emma was happy though nervous. Liked her plan. Wanted to help. Liked having more. It was actually a bit cute in its own right. Though, you did need to answer her. So you…
[ ] suggested just asking Carol over breakfast if it was alright to have Amy spend the night at Emma's house. You doubt uncle Alan or aunt Zoe would say no to it on their end, and it wasn't like there was school or anything to worry about.
[ ] teasingly support her original idea to just surprise kidnap Amy, and take her to the Barnes' residence. You could just call Carol afterward, and let her know what happened then. Not that you were serious or anything…
[ ] Tell her the three of you can discuss it later. No point in making a decision without Amy after all. That would be rude.
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"I know you were serious." You reassure her. "However, she didn't give you an answer one way or another yet. She slept on it, remember?"
Emma opened her mouth only for it to close without a sound. You watched as she seemed to deflate slightly with a sigh. "So we should ask her if she wants to spend the night."
"Exactly." You kiss the top of her head, and gently rub her arm. "Before we make plans for our own sleepover, we should see if she wants to come over first." You give a teasing smile. "Probably without all the teasing? She should probably be allowed to think straight about this."
"From what we've seen I don't think she's capable of it." She smiled back. "Hard to think straight when you're not." The both of you share a chuckle.
"Neither one of us helped with that though."
"No, but can you blame us? She was adorable." She insisted, and you gave her head another kiss to pacify her.
"I'm not disagreeing with you. We just need to not lay it on so thick this time. That's all."
"Fine. I suppose we should get up, and get dressed. Maybe we will be able to catch her before she goes downstairs."
"Unless she is waiting for us." You suggest.
"True." She concedes before she finally moves out of your embrace. The both of you moan as your now flaccid Equine prick slips out of her. It's still slick with her juices when you retract it into your body. It's actually fascinating to watch. As well as feel. By the time you looked up from your new anatomy Emma was putting on her pants, and you reminded yourself that you needed to get up too.
As you move to quickly follow Emma's example you find yourself once more grateful for Amy's modification. Being able to put on your underwear and pants without them feeling super tight and restrictive was nice. As you finished putting on a clean shirt, turned towards Emma who was waiting by the door with a smile. The both of you exit together, and spot Amy standing near the top of the stairs looking a little nervous in her T-shirt and jeans. The nerves seem to melt from her as she sees the two of you approach. "Hey, I was starting to think I would need to drag you guys out of bed myself." She tried to joke. You smile all the same. "I'm pretty sure we're the last ones so let's hurry downstairs."
"Actually before we go, there is something we want to ask you first." You explained.
"We wanted to know if you were actually interested in coming to my house tonight." Emma continued. "I knew we mostly joked about it, but we were serious about it."
"Not that you have to decide now." You added. "You can take mo-"
"I do want to." Amy interrupted. Her face from the tips of her ears to the base of her neck was nearly as red as Emma's hair. "I just need to ask Carol. Though I can't guarantee anything."
You smile reassuringly as you place a hand on her shoulder. Out of the corner of your eye you see Emma mirror you. "No worries. We will cross that bridge when it comes." She nods at your words. The way her blush seems to deepen stirs something, and you decide to be a bit playful. You glance at Emma, and the both if you nod. The both of you are clearly on the same wavelength. So at the same time you leaned forward and kissed the healer on the cheek. Her blush became nuclear. "Now let's go have breakfast."
Amy nodded so fast you thought her head was going to fall off. Neither of you try to hide your giggles as you make your way downstairs. As you entered the dining room, you noticed that everyone was in fact already sitting at the table with various bowls of cereal and cups of coffee in front of them. Though Carol herself also has several documents in front of her as well. As the three of you go to pour your own bowls everyone turns towards you.
"About time you came down." Mark called out with a small smile. "We were planning to send out a search party if you took any longer." The joke almost felt forced, though not from a lack of friendliness. He was mildly depressed. Doing alright today. Wants to take advantage of a good day. Knows it won't last. Depressed? Well in that case…
[ ] laugh at his joke. It wasn't THAT funny, but laughter was the best medicine right?
[ ] play along with the joke. It had been a treacherous journey, but luckily you had a trustworthy guide.
[ ] apologize for making them worry so much.
Afterward as the three of you sat down to eat Mark explained that he was going to drop off you, Emma, Crystal, Amy, and Vicky downtown to do your shopping, and that you could call when you and Amy were ready to head to the hospital.
"Thinking of the Hospital." Amy nervously spoke up. "Emma invited me to her home after my shift, and I was wondering if it was okay if I spent the night."
Carol actually looked up from her documents at that. The two eldest Dallons shared a look before the matriarch turned to look you in the eyes with a strange intensity. Guilt. Determination. Suspicious. Made a promise. Wants to love. Not sure how. Looking for something.
What? That… was not what you expected. How were you supposed to react to that? No, don't think too hard about it. Just…
[ ] stare her down right back. Challenge her to say no with your eyes. You want to spend more time with Amy, and you weren't going to let her get in the way.
[ ] smile softly as you silently take one of Amy's hands. You were doing this for Amy after all.
[ ] reach out to touch Carol's hand, and tell her that you'll make sure Amy gets back safe and sound.
When you are on your way downtown, which stop do you do first?
[ ] Cell Phone store.
[ ] Costume shopping.
Carol is left alone at the dining room table with only her thoughts for company. Listen in?
[ ] Yes (interlude: thoughts over coffee)
[ ] No
A/N: Emma neutral: Emma agrees, though a bit worried. When you ask Carol at breakfast Amy is surprised, but does want to go. Carol looks at you.
Emma good: You tease Emma, and she agrees that it wasn't her best idea. She suggests talking to Amy.
Yes, for the most part each path ended the same. Though things would be slightly different.
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Carol leaned back in her seat as she heard the front door closed. A sigh left her lips as the last few minutes replayed in her mind. When she had agreed with Sarah to allow Taylor Hebert to join the team she thought she knew what to expect. That thought hadn't changed after the power testing. Her power was a little nebulous, but the effects could be useful. So she didn't see any real problems.
She… was feeling a little better about it. The response to Mark's terrible joke had been an equally terrible joke. It hadn't just brought a laugh to his lips, but a spark of mirth to his eyes. A spark that remained even as he left with the girls. She didn't know when the last time she had seen him like that was. Which in itself disturbed her slightly. She could feel the winds of change, and a part of her didn't feel ready. Yet, at the same time she wasn't going to fight.
Which was why she put serious thought into giving Amy permission to spend the night at the Barnes' home. Why she had looked to the young Hebert to see what she would say or do. To see if the girl's power would react to her, and what that reaction was.
So why had the girl seen fit to reassure her that Amy would be safe while touching her hand? Like she was worried about Amy. She knew the girl would be safe. Vicky and Crystal would be there, and not even the merchants would attack a hospital. So she knew Amy would be safe. Except… none of them would be there at the Barnes' house. It would just be Amy, Taylor there with Alan and his family. They would have their phones of course and the team's numbers, but they would still be on their own and neither one was a fighter. If the gangs thought that a healer and a trump were worth breaking the unwritten rules…
She set her mug on the table before her shaking hand could cause her to spill her coffee. She took a deep breath as the image of Taylor's soft smile flashed in her mind's eye, and helped calm her nerves. Yes, she was worried. Amy was her charge. She might not have WANTED to take her in, but she still had. So she did her part to raise the girl, and see that she had everything she needed. Sure, she wasn't close to the girl, but that… that was fine. The adopted girl had others she could turn to for that. Like Vicky. The two of them were close, and could share anything with each other.
So why had Taylor focused on her? The girl was a minor empath, and could see if people needed encouragement. Did that mean Amy needed more encouragement than the others? Was it something else?
She stared into the dark depths of her drink, and saw three girls laying in bed. Their peaceful faces contorting as they were roused from their slumber. The way Amy's face had morphed into worry upon recognizing her in the doorway. Like she had expected Carol to scold her. Not that she knew where Amy had gotten that idea. She just hadn't expected such a development. Now that she thought about it, Amy had seemed surprised by how easily she had given her permission.
She wasn't THAT strict… was she? She… suddenly wasn't so sure. Perhaps she had needed that assurance.
She shook her head. That could be a conversation for later. Perhaps a private conversation. Right now she needed to focus. This was an opportunity. A change she could get behind. She had been trying to steer Amy down the heroic path. Gave her a responsible outlet for her power. A way to give where her father took. If Taylor could help her on that path…
She let out a sigh before downing the tepid dregs of her coffee. She then stood up, and moved to the sink to clean her dishes.
Perhaps with enough encouragement she could see Amy as the girl that Sarah had claimed she would come to love. Most of her wasn't convinced of that though.
A part of her hoped she would.
A/N: My hot take... I don't think Carol is an evil abusive bitch. Paranoid? Yes. Traumatized to hell and back? HELL YES. A hard woman? Yeah. She has certainly been emotionally neglectful to a degree, but she takes her responsibilities seriously, and Amy is one of those responsibilities. She even sees Amy as her daughter at one point... it's a bit too late by that point, but it DOES happen. Maybe I'm too much of an optimist, but I don't see these kinds of Carol very often. Which is a shame.
It's still up to you guys how good she gets though.
Mark neutral: Mark smiles in appreciation.
Mark bad: Your apology is waved off. Mood drops.
Carol bad: Carol wonders why she was being challenged.
Carol neutral: Her thoughts stay fixated on Amy, and what could have attracted you to her.
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Everyone had been a little surprised when you reassured Carol that Amy would be safe in your care. They seemed even more surprised when Carol agreed. That made breakfast a bit awkward, and the car ride more so. It felt like everyone wanted to ask questions, but weren't sure how to approach it. Luckily Emma was there to run interference. Your more socially adept friend started up a conversation on the store you all were going to visit. The store was a little shop called the Dollhouse, and it was owned by the only known rogue in Brockton Bay, Parian. She actually made more than just costumes, and Vicky really liked her work. So here you were.
The Dollhouse itself felt like a hole in the wall store. It was smaller than most of the other clothing stores on the boardwalk, and there was this personal touch that seemed to permeate the space. It looked really nice, though it was also surprisingly empty of customers. A part of you was sure that even a small shop like this would have some foot traffic from tourists if nothing else. Clothes made by a cape? That seemed like a draw to you.
Yet, you could see the cape herself sitting behind the counter looking a little bored despite the fact that every inch of her was covered by her Victorian style dress and porcelain mask. She perked up as the bell above the door chimed. As she turned towards your group the boredom was replaced by a professional air. "Welcome to the Dollhouse. How can I help you?"
"Hello, Parian." Vicky greeted with a smile as she stepped forward. "Taylor here officially joined our team yesterday, and now she needs an official costume. She explained while gesturing towards you. Parian's mask turns towards you, and you can feel her eyes rake over your body. Though her gaze seems to linger on your legs.
"I see." She reached under the counter and pulled out a sketchbook. She flipped it open to a blank page, and placed it on the countertop. "Will it just be you?"
You look at the others and they all nod. "Yes. It's just me."
She nods. "Alright, do you have an idea for what you want?"
You thought you did. You've put a lot of thought into it. Luckily, with New Wave favoring white costumes, you didn't have to worry too much about color design. Though as for the style you…
[ ] thought about just stealing Amy's design. Large robes that you could easily take on and off as needed were appealing. It would also be ideal for hiding any… mishaps from your member.
[ ] imagined a long flowing dress. Perhaps in a bit of a Greek style. You weren't big into dresses, but Emma has always tried to encourage to wear them. So why not? You might need to worry about tenting on occasion, but it shouldn't be a huge issue.
[ ] were planning to stick with a basic bodysuit. No need to go fancy, and the majority of your team wore this style anyway. Though there would be little to no hiding your bulge while you wearing it.
[ ] Write-in
Though that brought a new question. What would your symbol be? Most capes Hero and Villian had some sort of symbol or motif that they patterned themselves around. Even Amy had her red cross. So what were you going to have?
[ ] You didn't need one. You WERE the symbol. At least that was the plan.
[ ] A green pharmacy cross to show your partnership with Panacea. Sure you didn't know if you could encourage healing or not yet, but that shouldn't matter in the end.
[ ] A Greek urn like the one Pandora opened, and where hope still resides. Sure it might be a little… obscure, but you thought it fit.
[ ] A ball of light. The spot of hope in the dark you wanted to be. It would also tie you in with your team a bit better.
[ ] Write-in
"Alright. I think I can work with this." Parian declared before gesturing towards the back. "If you would come with me, I can take your measurements." Oh right. That was a thing too wasn't it. She was probably going to ask you to strip down too. Sure your dick was no longer obvious, but there was still a bit of skin that would look out of place that could draw attention. Not to mention the fact that your balls were still VERY obvious. Even if they didn't cause you all that much discomfort. With that being the case…
[ ] you should tell her up front about your extra appendage. That way she knows what she is working with.
[ ] Maybe you should keep quiet, and see if she says anything. You kind of just wanted to see someone's honest reaction to your physical changes.
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Shulta
Experienced.
Spoiler: Tally
"Actually before we do that, there is one more thing I should tell you." You say, and you find yourself glancing around the empty store. It's not like you plan to keep your dick a secret, but it was also a fact that you couldn't just whip out in front of good company. "My trigger also… uh… made me grow a penis." You can feel your cheeks flush at the admission. Though you don't know why. You've already flat out shown it to the four girls with you right now. Hell, Emma and Amy were fairly familiar with it. So why did telling someone else make you feel embarrassed?
Despite being in your own head you didn't miss Parian's mask tilting down to look at your crotch. "You're serious?"
Surprisingly, you weren't the first one to respond. "Yes, I can verify that it exists." Crystal said before she gestured towards the whole group. "We all can actually." That got nods from everyone including Vicky, though she didn't look happy about it. Unlike Emma, who was grinning ear to ear.
That made the costume making cape pause, and even though you couldn't see their expression you could feel her apprehension as her mask panned over your little group. "Very well. I suppose I can take a look while we are doing measurements. Follow me." She turned towards the back of the store before she looked over her shoulder at everyone. "If you would please excuse us. This shouldn't take too long." The others nodded and said their agreements, and you followed into a curtained off area. Once you were sequestered away, you started to strip. Shirt first, then pants. You could feel her eyes on your crutch as you straightened back up. You could also feel her confusion. After all you had your balls bulging out your panties, but no visible dick. Well, you were going to have to change that. You tightened up certain muscles until you could feel your Equine prick slide out and into view.
Parian froze upon seeing it. If it wasn't for the slight movement of her chest, you would have thought that she was a mannequin. "Holy shit." Came the near breathless whisper. "Your power made you literally hung like a horse."
A part of you wanted to correct her. However, at the same time it wasn't like she needed to know that you had your dick changed. Besides, Amy hadn't actually changed your size so she wasn't WRONG. "Yeah, it shouldn't be too much of a problem, but I recently found out that it will come out on its own if I get too… excited." You clear your throat as you try not to fidget.
She hummed to herself. "Well, I suppose I can try and take measurements against possible wardrobe malfunctions. Though I don't think I can prevent tenting." She said as she took out a cloth tape measure. It floated in the air as she took up her sketchbook and pen once more. First she measured how long your dick was, and gave a thoughtful hum as she wrote it down. The eternal was a strong sense of curiosity. Confusion. Interest. The tape measure wrapped itself around your girth just behind the flared head. It was a bit tight but not uncomfortably so. Parian seemed to be concentrating on the numbers quite intently. Especially as the tape started to make its way further down your shaft. Though you weren't sure why. Maybe you…
[ ] should moan softly. Maybe your dick was too sensitive, but this felt strangely good.
[ ] could ask her what's on her mind. You can explain the empath part of your power if you need to.
[ ] need to alert her that, yes, your dick is in fact fully functional. Though you wouldn't mind if she wanted to test that out.
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Shulta
Experienced.
Spoiler: Tally
The tape measure's surface is smooth as it glides over the skin of your shaft. Even the slight discomfort of how tightly it's wrapped around your girth only seems to add to this strangely pleasant sensation that shoots through your member. Before you can stop it, a soft, nearly inaudible, moan leaves your lips.
The dressmaker once more freezes in place. If the tape measure stops all its own movement. Slowly Parian's mask pans up from where it had been staring rather intensely at the numbers on the tape to your face. You feel your face heat up once more. "Sorry. I guess I'm… uh… little sensitive."
That got you a nod as the other cape gave a thoughtful hum. "It's alright. I'm nearly done with the measurements. So just endure it, okay?" You nod in return and bite your lip as the cape goes back to her measurements. It's not like when you slipped inside of Emma. The pleasure is too light for that. It's… more of a teasing sensation that's not about to get you off anytime soon but still makes you squirm. However, when you do a gloved hand takes a hold of your Equine prick. The glove itself feels soft and silky while the grip was strangely both firm yet delicate. "Please hold still. I want these measurements to be accurate." Came the light scolding.
"Al-alright." You moaned out. It was quickly followed by a gasp as that gloved hand slid up your length till it rested just behind your flared head. It then lifted your dick up and, supposedly, out of the way. As the tape measure continues its slow pace towards the base of your dick you have to fight the urge to thrust your hips forward. An urge that becomes stronger as you feel small puffs of warm hair from where Parian is keeping a close eye on the numbers. Your mind can't help but imagine what it might feel like to have that mask of hers out of the way.
Finally you felt the edge of the tape touch your pelvis. There was a hum from Parian, and the tape began to slide along your skin as it unwound itself. You were already trying to swallow that moan when the hand holding up your cock began to lower it back down. Except instead of just lowering it the hand slid down your length at the same time. Your moan was deep and needy after all the teasing you had just gone through. You wanted nothing more than to feel more of that soft caress until you could empty your balls. It probably wouldn't even take all that long. All she had to do was not stop.
So of course a moment later the thing touching your twitching member was the air as Parian stood up and stepped away to write in her sketchbook. "Alright. I think I got everything I need for that. Go ahead and put it away so we can continue." She commanded, seemingly ignoring the needy whine that escaped your throat. Her demeanor and tone remained professional, though you thought you detected something else underneath it. Either way you tried to relax the muscles that allow your erection to stand as proudly as it was. It was slow going, but it was going. "Is there a problem?" The dressmaker asked. It was a light tone, but again there was something else. It almost felt like pride.
"I think I just got too excited." You tried to explain. "I got it though." A nod, and nearly a minute later your dick was once more in its hidey hole.
"Alright. Spread your feet a bit, and hold your arms up and out to your sides." She ordered. You of course followed her directions without complaint, and what followed was a far more familiar measuring session. The tape moved all around you as it took various widths and lengths of your body. Though at times it seemed to bind you a bit tighter than it needed to. It quickly loosened once you gave a reaction, but it was still odd. When Parian declared you were all done, and moved to leave so that you could get redressed, you couldn't help but wonder if she actually needed all those measurements. Though what did you know? You weren't a seamstress. Still, you get dressed quickly, and rejoin everyone in the main area. Everyone gives you strange looks as you approach. You were confused until Emma molded herself to your side with a hug and said, "sounds like you were having fun." Sounded… oh God they could hear you?!
"It wasn't like that. She was taking some measurements, and I was a bit sensitive. That's all." You reassure her and a smile grows on her lips.
"Don't worry. I believe you." She reassured you. "It's a shame though. I was hoping to watch next time." She continued in a sultry tone. You weren't the only one to choke on air at the comment. Both Vicky and Parian share your reaction. On the other hand Crystal starts to laugh while Amy rubs the bridge of her nose with a sigh. All the while Emma smiles like the cat that caught the canary.
Parian cleared her throat as she once more took on a more professional air. "Right, well. It should take me somewhere between a few days and a week to get everything done. During that time I might want you to come in for a test fit or two to make sure everything is going well. If I could get your number I can contact you as things get ready."
"Oh, I don't have a cell phone yet, but I can get you my home phone."
There was a pause. You get the impression that the masked cape was blinking in surprise. "Really?"
"Yup, but don't worry. We're getting her one after this. So, if you give us YOUR number, she can give you a call or a text later." Emma spoke up with that same smile. Parian took a moment before she nodded, and wrote her number on a piece of paper before handing it to you. You took it with a nod of thanks and a smile. With your business concluded you all left while saying your goodbyes.
"Alright, fess up. What is WITH you two." Vicky all but demanded as the five of you walked away from the Dollhouse. Though she kept her voice low as you made your way through the light traffic of the boardwalk. "You guys said you were practically sister's last night, but this entire time you act more like you're dating. So what ARE you guys?"
You blink at her in surprise. That seemed out of nowhere. An opinion that both Crystal and Amy both seem to share as they quietly confront their family member. You find yourself looking at Emma who is looking at you. Honestly…
[ ] you were just sisters not related by blood who just happened to find each other attractive, and were very comfortable with each other. Simple really.
[ ] the two of you MIGHT be more actually. Though you weren't sure and it wasn't entirely up to you. You weren't against it though.
[ ] you… didn't really want to answer that.
As you gave your response something caught your eye. A man wearing a maroon uniform forcing a teenager with greasy blonde hair, and even dirtier clothes, into an alley. An enforcer with some homeless girl that was likely caught shoplifting. It… wasn't an uncommon sight. It was one of those things that happened, and people didn't pay attention to it. Except, something felt off. Especially when a couple stepped into that exact same alley not long after. That seemed off to you, and even if it didn't you were a hero now. If even half of the rumors about enforcers were right, then you had to at least check this out.
"Taylor!?" Emma called out as you abruptly pulled away from her. The call is echoed by the others as you quickly cross the street, and make for the alley. It occurred to you that not saying anything, and moving in on your own was more than a little stupid. However, both Crystal and Vicky could fly, and a quick look over your shoulder as you turned into the alley showed that both girls were hot on your heels. You had your back up. Now you just had to hope that you weren't about to embarrass yourself by jumping the gun here.
"We advise you take it." You heard a woman with a British accent say as you turned one more corner.
You see the enforcer pinning the homeless girl to the wall back first. To one side was another man. A woman was handing the girl a phone. "Sup." She says just as you burst onto the scene. Everyone turned towards you. The girl is shocked. Confused. Desperate. Shit, you didn't really have a plan did you? Doesn't matter if you open your mouth and say…
[ ] "Step away from the girl! Now!"
[ ] "So… is this exactly what it looks like, or is this some obscure enforcer thing I never heard of?"
[ ] "Don't you know that soliciting a minor is illegal?"
A/N: I said it before, I'll say it again. I plan to play loosey goosey with the timeline. Especially if there is a good chance it will fuck with canon.
Parian good: An honest conversation about your dick and your powers.
Parian bad: She sputters, and says that she wasn't wondering about that.
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Shulta
Experienced.
Spoiler: Tally
"So… is this exactly what it looks like, or is this some obscure enforcer thing I never heard of?" You asked as you tilted your head in faux-confusion. That made them all tense up a bit. That is until you felt this… presence wash over you. Shortly after that the enforcer and his… accomplices? You were going to think of the couple as his accomplices until proven otherwise. The three of them flinched back.
"I don't know." You heard Vicky drawl out behind you. "It certainly looks like kidnapping."
"Actually, it seems more like gunpoint recruitment" the captive blonde called out with a grin that reminded you of foxes for some reason. She then gestured with the phone she was holding. "You see their boss ju-Uuck" She was cut off by the man holding her, twisting her shirt and choking her slightly with it.
"This brat was caught trying to shoplift, and was armed with a knife. These two fine people are just helpful bystanders. This has nothing to concern you." Yeah, you didn't believe that for a second. Even if what he said was true, why had been handed a phone? Not to mention that the 'helpful bystanders' had entered the alley after the enforcer had dragged the girl in. Things weren't adding up, and you didn't need to turn your head to know that your teammates agreed. Something that the three adults in front of you quickly noticed.
However, before either side could make a move, the homeless girl held the phone out to the guy pinning her to the wall. "It's for you."
The man gave her an annoyed look before taking the phone with his free hand. "Yes, sir?" A pause. The man scowled deeply. "Yes, sir." The phone was turned off, and he released the smug looking girl's shirt. "It appears like today is your lucky day, brat." Then he began to walk away.
You opened your mouth to say something when you felt a hand clamp down on your shoulder. You turn your head to see Vicky holding onto your shoulder with her mouth forming a grim line. Though it's Crystal who speaks. "I know it sucks but right now it's just one possibly corrupt enforcer, and two civilians. We have nothing, and kicking their asses would just hurt our reputation. Even if they deserve it."
"Oh they definitely deserved it." The blonde girl you helped save said with certainty as she approached you. It was this time that Emma and Amy came around the corner. "Thank you for the save. I didn't think anyone was going to step in."
"I'm a hero." You say with a shrug, even as your cheeks heat up a little bit. "And the situation felt wrong to me. The enforcers shouldn't be allowed to just do whatever they want."
The girl's smile gets that smug vulpine quality to it, even if it doesn't quite seem to reach her eyes. "Actually, he wasn't an enforcer. Just some handsy goon who was trying to capture me. The same for the couple. All three were armed with guns." A shocked silence falls over your group as the homeless girl's grin widens ever so slightly.
"You're a thinker." Vicky breaks that silence, and that grin becomes a full blown smile.
"Yup." She answered while making sure to really pop that P. "Just recently got my powers too. I haven't even used them in a big way yet."
"That's against the rules." Vicky growled out, and you wince as the grip on your shoulder tightens painfully. Luckily your teammate was quick to let go. "Sorry."
"It's okay. I understand." You reassure her. You did understand though. The unwritten rules had been explained to you, and New wave had learned a heavy lesson in their importance. "Though that leaves the question of what you plan to do now." You turn your attention back onto the girl you helped.
"I'm getting the hell out of this city. As nice as it is, I would rather not become some sicko's pet thinker."
That made sense to you but… "If he was able to track you down so easily, would he really just let you leave?"
She opened her mouth to answer only to close it with a hiss of pain. She lifted a hand before any of you could approach. Then she swore under her breath. "You're probably right, but I don't have too many options."
You pause in thought at that. She probably had a point, but you still had an idea…
[ ] She could join the Wards. The PRT and Protectorate were always on the lookout for new thinkers. They would likely take her in and keep her safe. Besides, she was homeless right? They could make arrangements for her right?
[ ] Have Vicky and Crystal call their moms. She didn't have to join New Wave, but the two older women might have some better ideas of what could be done.
[ ] Ask Emma if she was willing to let the girl stay at her place. Even if it was just for tonight. Long enough to have a shower, some good food, and come up with a plan. It would also mean you have another person at your sleepover. Maybe.
[ ] Maybe you could get her a ride out of town. Maybe not to another city, but to the train or greyhound at least. Whoever was trying to capture her probably wouldn't expect her to be able to leave right away. It could be her best bet to skip town.
Though, you also had another task to do. Do you still want to get a cellphone right now? Or put it off?
[ ] Go cell phone shopping. You really did need one. Besides, having her stick you a bit longer could give you a chance to get to know her, and keep her safe.
[ ] You still had plenty of time left in the day. You can see that this girl is safe before you do so. Even if you have to put it off till tomorrow, it should be okay.
A snake hides in his lair, fuming over prey that had escaped. Listen in?
[ ] Yes (interlude: empty coils)
[ ] No
A/N: I gave it some thought, but the main vote isn't going to be an encouragement vote. It's just a scene select.
Quip bad: Everyone is surprised at your seriousness. Your teammates back you up though.
Quip good: Lisa happily joins her Snark with your own. The goons don't like it.
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Shulta
Experienced.
Spoiler: Tally
Coil wasn't angry. At most he was upset, and even then it was manageable. Especially after he had shot the three offending mercenaries in a separate timeline. Twice. No, he was far calmer now than he had been which meant he could better go over what had happened.
Once he learned of her, tracking down Sara Livesly, or Lisa Wilborne as she called herself now, had been the work of a few weeks. Learning her limits, how she operated had taken more than a couple of timeliness. However, it would have been all worth it in the end when he had his new pet. It likely would have taken a bit of time to break her enough to stay in line, but once he had her, he would have plenty of time. So of course random chance saw her slipping through his fingers. Everything had been going perfectly, and then New Wave had interfered in plainclothes.
Apparently both Glory Girl and Lazerdream had been nearby with some friends when it all went down. When it had become clear that things weren't about to end smoothly he had split his timelines. In one he had his mercenaries give up on the girl, and retreat. He had just finished with their debrief.
In the other, he had them take Lisa hostage. He never heard back from them by the time he dropped that timeline as a wash. It was only a minor setback at most though. He knew how she thought. She wasn't going to be staying with the heroes too long, and he knew her escape routes. The moment she bolted, was the moment she would be his. It was as simple as that.
No, the important point to focus on was why two members of New Waves second generation had decided to stick their noses in his business to begin with. Which brought it all back to random chance as far as he could tell. According to them a young teen with dark curly hair came around the corner first. The two teen heroes had flown in a few seconds later. That meant that they had followed this other girl in for some reason. For that matter, why had the girl run into such a situation to begin with? Because she knew she would have back up? Was she that close to the next generation? How? Something about it niggled his mind until he pulled up a rather new report, and with it a picture of a young teen with dark curly hair. Though she wore glasses in this pucture.
It was the power testing report for one Taylor Hebert, cape name Hope. A recent trigger that had decided to seek out, and had apparently joined, New Wave. At first glance her powers didn't seem too impressive. A thinker one for a very specialized form of empathy, and trump three for encouragement based boosts that could affect powers temporarily. In fact the boosts barely lasted all that long at all. However, he noticed the little asterisk. Going down to the note helped enlighten him somewhat. She could give permanent boosts as well. Oh, it was apparently a tiny thing, but it was still a thing. A useful thing. Though now he found himself rather upset at how paltry the tests had been. Oh, it laid down the basics, such as the fact that her power worked over radio. However, they had failed to test whether or not she could affect multiple people at once, or how if the smaller boosts could be stacked. Let alone what determined how good the boost itself was. Hell, they hadn't even checked if it was powers that received boosts or not.
Of course there were other factors he was interested in that he doubted others would test so cavalierly. Such as how lucid she had to be, or how sincere the encouragement had to be. Also if he was encouraged in one timeline, would he still get the benefits in the other? Hm, yes it might be worth bringing her in for a few experiments. He was already looking into some drug cocktails for his wayward pet. Perhaps he could expand that in order to keep a trump docile and cooperative enough to give his mercenaries real time boosts?
Though there was another note in the report. It would seem that her trigger event had also turned her into a hermaphrodite. That… had possibilities of its own. Put his two pets together. Maybe add a few aphrodisiacs in with the other drugs… Yes, that might be useful in a few different ways. Perhaps he could even use Hebert to break in other troublesome pawns? Maybe.
For now he would put out feelers. Find out everything he could before he made his move. Even then he would use a few splits to make sure everything would work out as he wanted it.
Honestly it was probably a coin flip whether this would all be worth his time or not.
Luckily he got two go's at the coin.
A/N: So, I will warn her here. Bad ends are a thing. I will try to warn you if you are approaching a bad end, but they are a thing. That being said, Coil will be working in teh background for a bit. So we will see what will happen.
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Shulta
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You nod to yourself as you come to a decision. "Vicky, Crystal, maybe you should call your parents. They might have some better insight that can help…" your mind stutters to a halt as you realize your mistake. You sheepishly turn back to the girl you helped save, and forgot to ask the name of.
Her smile is more than a little smug. "I'm Lisa. Lisa Wilbourn. A pleasure to meet you." She holds up a hand before you can respond as her smile becomes a smirk. "Let me guess." She points at Vicky. "Glory girl." Points at Crystal. "Laserdream." Points at Amy. "Panacea." She then looks at you and Emma and her lips turn downward. Her winces in pain again she closes her eyes and rubs her temples. "Okay, I will admit that I don't know who either of you are."
You are once again interrupted before you could say anything. "I'm Emma Barnes." Your friend introduces herself before hugging you from behind. "And this is Taylor Hebert. Though the City will soon know her as Hope." You nod at that. Honestly, you probably couldn't have given a better introduction yourself. You smile as you lean into her embrace. "She is also incredibly lucky I'm not the jealous type." You look over your shoulder to blink at her in confusion. She sighs at you, though her lips are still smiling. "Taylor, you literally just got done saying how you thought of me as more than just a sister, and ran off to save a damsel in distress before I could tell you how I felt in turn." Oh… shit. You had done that, didn't you? However, before you could apologize Emma kissed your cheek. "You're just lucky I love you."
"I love you too." You mutter back with your cheeks getting warm.
"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you all." Lisa speaks up. "Now, why are we calingl the heads of your little team?"
"Well, I figured they would be able to give you all your options better than I could. They have been active for a while now after all."
"Plus my mother is a lawyer." Vicky spoke up as she put her phone to her ear. You could see Crystal doing the same.
"Those are some decent reasons I suppose." Lisa conceded. Though she didn't look thrilled about it.
"Hey, cheer up. If nothing else, it's access to a free shower." Vicky offers before her attention is brought back to the phone. "Hey mom. No, we're fine. Everything's fine. We ended up stopping what appears to be a forceful recruitment of a recent trigger. No. There weren't any gang colors or obvious links on any of them. Though one of the recruiters was dressed up as an enforcer. Yes. We let them go. Her name is Lisa. Crystal is calling aunt Sarah right now to tell her the same thing. We aren't sure actually. We were hoping to ask you and aunt Sarah for some advice. Okay. Okay, I'll let them know." She turned towards you. "Mom can pick us up in a few minutes."
"Actually, there isn't any hurry. I still need to get a cell phone after all." There are a few stares in your direction, and you turn towards Lisa. "If you don't mind." Lisa shakes her head, and Vicky nods.
"Alright, Taylor still needs to do her phone shopping so if you could meet us at the phone store? Thank you. Love you mom!" She then hung up. Crystal isn't too far behind her. "Alright, so we have our plan." She points back the way you came. "To the phone store!"
That gets a laugh from all of you, and you start your newest journey. Your group gets a few odd looks, but you ignore them. For most of the walk Crystal and Vicky keep up a conversation with Lisa. It's scary with mostly questions about her, but quickly goes to more general chatter. Emma occasionally chimes in from her spot on your right. She isn't quite molded to your side, but she is practically hugging your arm. You have no complaints though. Amy kinda hovers on your left. She feels tempted. Wants to be closer. Unsure. Well then…
[ ] you'll just hook her arm, and pull her close.
[ ] let's just reach out and take her hand.
[ ] the first move should be hers.
You arrive at the store soon after, and everyone kind of fans out. Except for you and Amy anyway. The two of you just quietly meander around to look at things while the others start comparing different options. You're honestly not sure what the point is. You just need something that can make calls, and is Bluetooth compatible. The biggest choice you should have to make is what color it is, and judging by all the phone cases available, that might not even be an issue.
Being separate from that hullabaloo also let you notice a few things. Like how a few people were giving Lisa dirty looks. Though most people were taking put their own phones to either take pictures or video. Which seemed very odd to. Even if most the group was made up of the teens of New Wave, it still seemed a bit much to take pictures. Especially when some of those phones became pointed at you and Amy. On a whim you leaned in towards her. "So… should I be saying something, or…" you whisper.
She shook her head. "No. Just let them do what they want. As long as they don't say anything to us, we don't have to say anything to them." You nod back. Seemed a little… cynical, but you were new to this.
Luckily, it wasn't long before things were bought and you were bequeathed with a new smartphone and bluetooth headset. That seemed to cause enough of a stir that you were actually a little curious if this was going to end up on PHO. Though you did your best to ignore everything like everyone else was doing. Which wasn't too hard when you were busy watching everyone, except Lisa, pass your new phone back and forth as they all put their own numbers into it. You finally got your phone back as you exited the store. At which point you took out that little piece of paper that had been weighing down your pocket. You put Parian's number in, and shot her a quick text to let her know you had your phone.
At that point Vicky alerted the group that her mom had arrived. As your group approached, your phone started to vibrate, and gave a short, loud chirp. Confused, you looked down at it to see that Parian had already messaged you back. She congratulated you on the new phone, and told you of an idea where she could send you ideas she had for your costume so you could give your opinions. She also said that if you wanted the two of you could just chat as well. You saw no reason to refuse, and told her you would love to. Though when you showed Emma the texts she rolled her eyes with a gentle smile, and muttered something about not having a big enough bed.
Luckily before you could choke to death at that comment the teens who couldn't fly piled into the car. Vicky and Crystal would fly ahead to the house. After that…
[ ] You were driven back to the Dallon household for yet another team meeting.
[ ] Carol dropped you and Amy at the hospital since Amy's shift was going to start soon.
-[ ] Listen in (interlude: The runaway question)
A seamstress is rather flustered by the day's events. Listen in?
[ ] Yes (Interlude: Binding ties)
[ ] No
A/N: Alright... So I am a man of ideas. TOO MANY IDEAS!!!! Ideas that I don't like just abandoning. I also like showing different POV's and showing behind the curtain. Which why I've been experimenting with interludes this time around. Which I hope I'm not already overloading on... but we will see what happens.
What I want to talk to you about is an idea I'm having for Coil. In canon, adn in most stories, we only really see the timeline that sticks. However, with things being as they are... what if I every so often interrupted teh story with the other timeline? Basically have you play through his 'throwaways'. If he succeeds that becomes the new main. If he fails... well it 'never happened'. These attempts will be marked as such of course. If you guys want to do it, it probably won't be till later in the story... at least a few days to a week minimum in story. I'm also willign to answer any questions/advice you guys might have.
[ ] Yes, I would like to see try this.
-[ ] Have the alt be based on the winning vote.
-[ ] Have teh alt be based on a losing vote.
[ ] No thank you.
Also.. while I am interested in PHO interludes, I don't have teh means to do one. However if someone else would like to do it, you have my blessing, and I will treat you to an Omake reward. If you would like to collab on one just let me now either in the thread or on pm.
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Shulta
Experienced.
Spoiler: Tally
Sabah put her phone down with a groan. She felt like she was making a mistake. Sure they weren't that much younger than her, but it still made her feel like a cradle robber. Not that that stopped her from…
She took a deep breath and let it out in a single groan of annoyance. Scrubbed her face with her hands before she leaned heavily on her work table. With the store, predictably, empty of customers, she had moved to her back room to try and get some work done. Which also let her take her mask off for the time being. Looking back at her phone she once more sighed. Well Taylor already said that she was going to be busy with a team meeting then the hospital. So she had time to get her thoughts in order.
God, she had asked for her number minutes after blue-balling her. Her reactions had just been so good. The way she had looked as she struggled to stay still. Her slim body slightly shaking from the strain. The way her dick had twitched with need. It probably wouldn't have taken too much more to…
She slapped her cheeks to cut that thought off. How old was she? She looked younger than Glory Girl, and it was known that she was a highschooler. She shook her head again. She had to think of something else. Her eyes fell onto her sketchbook. Right, the costume. That was a safe subject.
Taylor had she wanted an elegant dress inspired by Greece. To go with the Urn that she was going great to use as a symbol. Which, well threw her for a bit of a loop. Not the dress, she had the figure to pull that off. It was the fact that Pandora's was actually Pandora's JAR. Well pithos, but that was semantics. It certainly led her down a bit of a rabbit hole. Especially when she decided to check what Greek dresses ACTUALLY looked like just to make sure she knew what she was working with. Turns out there was quite a few variations. While there were certainly styles that were expected with loose fabric tied over one or both shoulders and without sleeves, there were also versions that covered as much skin as her own Victorian style dress did. Then there were the more… modern interpretations.
The short skirts she had seen in the more modern designs were out. Possible… indecent exposure was just too big a risk. That being said, she could still add a full length slit up at least one side of an ankle length skirt. Yeah, with legs like that it would be a crime not to. Though she now wondered if her girlfriend would like a matching dress for fun. No, matching. Complimentary. A tighter shorter version that worked well with the long elegance. Like a nymph attending her goddess.
They WERE dating right? She was pretty sure about that. You don't want to watch unless you were in a kinky relationship, or a tease. She should probably be leaning towards tease.
She was thinking both. Oh yeah, she would love both.
She could see it in her mind's eye. Taylor tied up and helpless in bed with her thick horse dick standing tall in the air. Sabah slowly stroked the twitching tower of meat. A whimpering moan makes her glance up to where the redhead is hanging. Nylon rope accentuates her curves even as they bind and suspend her in the air. The best seat in the house to watch as her girlfriend is teased and tormented until she begs for release.
Sabah quickly stood up from the table as she picked up her mask, and put it back on her face. She quickly made her way to the main part of her store. It was still empty. She approached the door, opened it, and peeked out to look both ways. No one was looking like they wanted to approach. She nodded to herself as she closed the door once more. She then flipped the open sign to closed, locked the door, and retreated to her back room once more. Fuck it, no one was coming. So she could take five minutes to make sure she did. Maybe ten minutes tops.
A/N: BLEH! I had an Idea that I wanted to include, but my muse kept freezing on how to incorporate it. Which is sad because it would have included Amy into the fantasy. However, my muse didn't want to include PHO into the interlude. So... yeah, struggling with that is what took so long.
Also, who doesn't like a bit of rope bondage?
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Shulta
Shulta
Experienced.
As Emma, Amy, and you climbed into the back seat of Carol's car you met your girlfriend's eyes, and the two of you shared a nod. Amy was a bit surprised to find herself sitting in the middle instead of you. She was even more surprised when she found herself holding hands with the both of you. Her cheeks even turned a cute shade of pink. From your position you saw Carol looking at the three of you in the rear view mirror. There was a slight nod of her head, and her lips twitched upward. All in all she almost looked relieved.
Lisa silently sat down in the passenger seat, but you could practically see, and feel, her dissecting the atmosphere in the car. Though she quickly closed her eyes, and seemed to just slump in her seat. To be fair, the seats of the car were quite comfortable, and the thinker had had quite the day.
Unfortunately, the silence that fell on the car wasn't nearly as comfortable. Luckily it didn't last too long. "So, aside from the… recruiters," that last word was ground out like its very presence in her mouth had left a bad taste. "How was everything?"
"Pretty good actually." You decide to answer first. "Parian was nice as well as professional, and I look forward to what she'll make." Emma snorts in amusement at that, and even Amy smirks a little. You do your best to ignore the warmth in your cheeks as you watch Carol raise one eyebrow in the rear view mirror. "There was a minor Incident, but it was handled. Like I said Parian was very professional." The two girls sharing the backseat with you start to chuckle. The traitors. Luckily Carole seems to let it go. "Other than that… I got a phone, so mission accomplished."
"This is definitely something we need to do again." Emma agreed. Amy muttered her own agreement as she squeezed your hand gently.
Unfortunately, the conversation seemed to stop at that, and the silence started to roll back in. Luckily it didn't have much time to settle in as Carol pulled into her own driveway. You also see uncle Alan's car park on the street. A clear sign that Emma won't be joining you for this meeting.
When you enter the house the Pelham present is Crystal. The others were still going to be a bit. Lisa was given permission to use the shower in the meantime, and Vicky went to her room to see if she had anything the other blonde could borrow for the time being. Emma gave you a kiss, and Amy a hug before she left with her father. She also made sure to tell you both that she would be waiting at her house.
The wait is a bit awkward even as Crystal tries to keep small talk. Luckily Vicky and Lisa help when they come down. Freshly showered, the freckled thinker actually looks pretty cute.
Luckily the Pelhams didn't take too long after that. After everyone is settled in, it's Sarah who speaks first. "So, Lisa?" A nod. "We have been told the basics, but why don't you tell us what your situation is."
Lisa shrugs as she gives a vulpine grin. "Not much more to tell. I recently triggered, and came to Beaufort not long after. My power is super intuition. Basically think Sherlock Holmes on steroids. I can pull conclusions from even the tiniest details. However, if I use it too much I get near crippling migraines."
"A power like that, no wonder someone I'd after you." Vicky blurts out.
"Except my power isn't exactly obvious. I'm not stupid, I've been careful with it. It's not like I've been trying to use the information to make major moves. Just keep myself alive on the streets."
"We could be dealing with another thinker." Manpower suggests.
"That seems the most likely." Sarah agrees. She isn't the only one.
Lias frowns at that. "That does make sense. Damn it."
"Then what would you like to do?" New Wave's leader asks. "It's obvious that this individual isn't likely to just let you go. Though you do have a few options."
"Before we talk about them, there is something that has to be asked." Carol interrupts. "Do you have any family?"
"No." Lisa's answer is quick and full of venom. Though you don't think it was pointed at the older blonde.
Carol frowns, but nods. "Then the Wards are probably your best option." She lifts a hand to forestall the homeless girl's retort. "If your power is as powerful as you claim you could literally pick a city, and they will get you there. You'll probably end up in a foster home until you can emancipate yourself, but you'll be safe."
"Alternatively, we have already allowed one person from outside our families to join our ranks." Sarah suggests. "We can't offer as much as the Protectorate, but we can certainly keep you safe. Though I suppose if you don't want connections to either of us, we could offer you a ride to Boston. That ought to keep you safe from whoever is trying to kidnap you." Lisa looked troubled as she seemed to get deep in thought. Though she was shaken from it when Sarah spoke once more. "You don't have to decide now. You should sleep on it while we make some calls, and try to gather more information. Perhaps we can come up with more solutions then."
Lisa slowly nodded. "Alright. That sounds like a good idea. Been a while since I slept in a good bed."
"Do you mind if she uses your spare room Carol?" The lawyer frowned deeply but shook her head.
"Don't you have a spare room? Lisa asked.
The Pelham matriarch frowned. "Well, yes. However, we are here already."
"So? I could still go home with you. Except, that's not the dynamic is it?" That grin got sharp and dangerous. "You come up with the plans, and Carol carries them out. Do you even have a back-up plan for when she doesn't want to, or can't do what you ask? Or do all your plans hinge on your ability to convince her to do what you want?" The young thinker turns her smile away from the stunned silent leader towards Carol. Her smile falters in face of the woman's glare.
"So you think I can't take care of you?" She asked harshly.
"Wha-"
"Or are you just doubting that I might want to look after you?" The veteran cape continues. Her emotions basically scream anger. Hurt. Doubt.
"I…" On the other hand Lisa is confused. Completely caught off guard.
It was about time you spoke up. Especially since…
[ ] Carol was more than capable of this. So you should show her your support.
[ ] this is an obvious misunderstanding. Cut this off now, and try to solve it.
[ ] you could look after Lisa. Just make this whole problem a non-issue. That should solve it.
A/N: So... this vote will effect a boost for BOTH Carol and Lisa. Choose wisely.
Amy Good: You and Emma both cuddle Amy in the back. Carol is obviously surprised, but doesn't object. Neither does Amy.
Amy Bad: The three of you just sit in the back. Carol looks a little disappointed.
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Shulta
Experienced.
Spoiler: Tally
"No one's doubting you Carol." You explain to her calmly.
"What?" The Dallon matriarch snaps at you. Her face is a blend of disbelief and anger.
You keep your own expression soft, and your voice gentle. "No one is doubting your ability or desire. The one being questioned is your sister."
"But she just said that-"
"Your sister forces too much responsibility on you. We can tell that you're willing and able to take it on, but you shouldn't HAVE to." You interrupt, and you watch as her eyes sparkle with realization.
"Exactly." Proclaims Lisa with her own eyes glittering with relief. Those same eyes glance over at Amy before falling back on to Carol. "You're far from perfect, but you are putting in effort. That's more than what I can say about some mothers. Even if you could do better." She meets your eyes and the two of you share a nod. "I'm not against staying under your roof. Especially since it will only be for a day, while you guys try to figure things out on your end. I just don't think it's fair to have me forced on you like that. Do you?"
Carol's eyes shift between the two of you before she closes them, takes a deep breath and slowly lets it out. She visibly relaxes as she does so, and she opens her eyes they are as determined as before, but slightly softer. "Whether or not I think it's fair doesn't matter." She holds up a hand to stop Lisa from interrupting. "As you said it's for the day, and I'm nor against hosting. Perhaps we can even talk about your situation in more detail later. See if you layering expertise can help. If you decide to stay with us on a more permanent basis we can discuss actual arrangements. Okay?" The you ger blonde nods. "Good. Now, if you would excuse me." She glances at a clock on the wall. "Amy and Taylor need to get to hospital. So I'll drive them their and come back. Make yourself at home till then."
You frown as you look at the clock. You're pretty sure there is still plenty of time before the scheduled shift. Amy's own expression shows that she is thinking the same thing. Neither of you argue though. Amy runs upstairs to grab her robes, and you follow Carol out the front door after giving everyone a wave goodbye to wait by the car. When Amy arrives, the both of you get in the backseat, and you once more take her hand. She gives yours a squeeze as the car starts to move.
When you are well on your way Amy speaks up. "Sarah is the reason you adopted me, isn't she?"
"Yes." There's no hesitation in the answer.
"You didn't want to take me in, did you?"
"No." A glance into the rearview. "Though I recall the feeling being mutual."
Amy gives a mirthless chuckle. "I think I remember something like that." She stares at the rearview mirror herself. "Why did you take me in?"
"You were an innocent child, and Sarah didn't trust the foster system to keep you safe. So, you were adopted. I only had Victoria while Sarah had both Crystal and Eric. So you went to me."
Silence falls over the car after that. At least until Carol pulls into the hospital parking lot. "Who was my father?" Amy asks quietly as Carol parks the car. Hope and resignation twist inside of her.
Carol, for once, hesitates. She stares into the rearview as doubt and worry radiate from old wounds. You're not sure what will be said, but you…
[ ] gently suggest that she turn around and talk to Amy face to face.
[ ] ask if it really matters.
[ ] squeeze Amy's hand while leaning forward to put a hand on Carol's shoulder in silent support.
A/N: another double boost for you guys. Also something that honestly should have happened in canon... though honestly... it might not have ended well. Or maybe it would have. We will never know. That's why fanfiction exists.
Mediation neutral: Carol appreciates the support, and Lisa apologizes for misreading the situation.
Mediation bad: Your plan isn't turned down... but the mood plummets.
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Shulta
Experienced.
Spoiler: Tally
Your eyes flicker towards the dashboard clock. You still have plenty of time before you need to go inside. There's no need to rush. So you squeeze Amy's hand. The gesture draws the healer's attention to you instead of her adopted mother. With that secured you lean forward to rest your free hand on Carol's shoulder. Startled, the older woman turns her head slightly to look at you out of the corner of her eye. You give her a reassuring smile. A smile that stays on your face even as she looks away. A hand slowly but surely rises to rest on top of your own.
The lawyer takes a long shuddering breath before she speaks a single word. "Marquis."
You turn your eyes onto Amy. You expect some kind of physical reaction. Yet, besides the white knuckle grip she has on her hand, you don't see any. Her shining eyes just stare forward. You quietly stroke the knuckles of her hand with a thumb. "Is that why you hate me?" The question is so soft you just barely catch it.
Now both hands are being held in borderline death grips, and you have to fight to keep the wince off your face. "I don't hate you." Came the equally quiet response. A snort serves as Amy's reply. Eyes sparkling with steely determination stare at her through the rearview mirror. "Amy, if I HATED you, your room wouldn't have been next to Victoria's. It would have been in the b-basement." You can feel the shudder that rolls through her. Like her body itself is revolted the words coming out of her mouth. "If I hates you, you wouldn't have an allowance, or a decent phone. You wouldn't be allowed to sit at the table with the rest of us." There's a pause as she closes her eyes and tries to steady her breathing. "I wouldn't let you touch me. Healing powers or no." When her eyes open again they are softer. "I don't HATE you. I just don't love you."
"Because I'm still HIS daughter, right?" Silence is her answer. The laugh that leaves her throat is filled with spite rather than joy. "I guess we both are just waiting for me to become a villain, huh?"
Carol's grip on your hand loosens as she stays quiet for several seconds. From what you can see on her face she uses that time to pick her words carefully. "The possibility has crossed my mind, yes. Which is why I set you up at the hospital, and with the PRT. Give you a responsible outlet for your powers." She explains in a calm voice that almost doesn't sound forced.
Amy sneers at the rearview mirror. "What if I told you that I was tired of healing? That it was a dull chore that I didn't want to do anymore?" She spits out venomously.
You watch Carol process those words, and you can see the exact moment they click. The uneasy vulnerability evaporates as a snarl overcomes her lips. Her eyes harden as she glares at the reflection of the girl she brought into her home. Her mouth opens.
Then her eyes flick over to you, and she stops. You give her shoulder a firm squeeze. Her face becomes a mask of neutrality as one hand undoes her seat belt, and the other gently pushes your hand away. Both of you watch as she opens her door, and gets out. However, instead of walking away, she quietly moves to Amy's door and opens it. You are actually starting to get worried until the older woman kneels down to become more or less eye level with her charge. Her face softens ever so slightly.
"If you ever told me that, I would tell the hospital and the PRT that you were taking a break for your mental health, and that you were only to be disturbed for the most dire of emergencies. You could thrn spend time with those you care about to recharge."
Amy looks shocked to hear such an answer. "But… I have a responsibility. I…"
"Yes, you do." Carol agrees. "Just like any other doctor. Just like any other hero. Burnout is still a thing. Breaks are still important. So if you need one, tell me." There's a pause as Carol weighs her words. "I may not love you, but I do care about you."
Amy stares at her adoptive guardian in shock. Suddenly, she lets go of your hand to fling her arms around Carol. The older heroine freezes with a look of shock that morphs into discomfort, and finally becomes acceptance. Her arms slowly rise to return the hug. You unbundled yourself to join in from Amy's otherside.
You're unsure how long you stay like that, but eventually Carol clears her throat, and gently pushes Amy away. "Do you want to go to the hospital today?" Amy nods. "Okay. Then you best get in there." She steps back, and allows Amy to get out. You decide to follow her out of her side. The door is closed behind you, and the two of you start to walk towards the hospital as Carol sits in the driver's seat.
"Oh, and Amy." She calls out, causing the girl to turn. "Have fun at your sleepover. Give us a call in the morning to let us know if you need a ride, or make plans. Okay?"
"I will… mom." Her words make Carol still for a moment before she gives a shaky nod, closes the door, and drives off.
You end up giving Amy a hug of her own until she can regain her composure. "Let's get healing." She whispers.
"Let's."
At the hospital there are a few sections you can try your powers in. Though you do have limited time. So in the end you decided to test yourself in… (Pick up to three)
[ ] psych ward
[ ] maternity ward
[ ] physical therapy
[ ] substance abuse
[ ] non-emergency injuries
[ ] surgery
[ ] Write-in
A/N: I've been bouncing back adn forth in my head how to handle this. In my last quest where you were... tutoring your fellow servants things got a little clunky. So here is how it will work. In the next update you will be getting a general vote for teh sections you voted for. Mixed into teh story of course. Good votes will mean you sticl to that section. Neutral CAN be replaced if you want, adn Bads will be replaced the next time you return to the hospital... unless their are no other choices. I'll figure something out if that happens.
I don't know much about Hospital wards adn the like.. so I came up with a few things that you could help with. I am open to suggestions if you know better.
Conversation neutral: a rather heated conversation ensues.
Conversation bad: Carol grabs the lifeline with both hands. Amy isn't happy with it.
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Shulta
Shulta
Experienced.
Spoiler: Tally
After Amy used the inside of her robes to dry her eyes, the two of you entered the hospitals main lobby. At this time of day, there weren't too many people waiting to see a doctor, but the few that were around started to look hopeful and excited to see Amy walk in. Though you got a few curious glances yourself. The nurse at the reception desk glances at the clock, and gives a small sigh. The smile she gives is small, if a bit sad. "Hello Panacea." She greets with a sense of familiarity. Then she glances at you. "And you must be Hope. I'm nurse Ratchet. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Same." You greet with a nod and a smile.
"I would say I didn't expect you so early, but Panacea has been getting into the habit of doing so. Hopefully, you'll be able to convince her to LEAVE on time though." There's no anger or venom in the woman's words. Just tired concern.
You glance at Amy who's massaging the bridge of her nose. This… looks like an old argument. "I won't make promises, but we do have a ride, and they do when our shift ends."
The nurse nods with a sigh. "I'll take it." She picks up some papers from her desk. "Now, Brandish told us about your powers when she made this arrangement. She hands you the papers. "Today will be a bit of a test run. We have already talked to each of these patients, and they have agreed to let you use your power on them. If you show favorable results we will let you work in those sections. If not…" she shrugs. "You have better luck elsewhere. Alright?"
"Alright." You agree. No pressure. None at all. Though you were nervous.
You felt someone grab your hand, and turn to see Amy giving you a reassuring smile. "Hey, you got this." You nod thankfully. "I'll see you on break, okay?"
"Okay."
With that the two of you part ways. As you look at your paperwork, a nurse leads you to where you will be spending your day. The hospital apparently set you up so that you would be visiting three different sections to help three patients each. That ought to give a good baseline for how effective your power will be for those Wards.
Your first stop was the psych ward, and you knew the moment you walked in there that it was likely to be your toughest challenge. The emotions you got from the various patients were even more varied. It was hard to pin down anything universal. Yet underneath it all, at the core of everyone was a desperate desire to be better. To make it stop. To go home.
With so many varied symptoms and needs you had just as much trouble trying to find the right words for everyone. In the end you settled with…
[ ] telling that it was all in their head. That they had to calm down and push through.
[ ] talking to them about what they are going through. Listening to what they felt/thought/heard/saw, and doing your best to relate to them.
[ ] acted like everything was normal. Talked to them about their day, and did your best to act around whatever quirks or problems that came up.
After the psych ward you made your way to physical therapy. Things were a bit more straightforward. These were men and women who had the bad luck of getting badly injured. Whether it be an accident, hang violence, or just being caught up in a cape fight.
Part of you wondered if uncle Alan hadn't had his connection to Carol… if you hadn't garnered attention by triggering like you did… would you be here with them? Would you have shared their desire to move. Their wish to regain even a fraction of what they lost. As such you figured you needed to be straightforward too. So you…
[ ] did the exercises with them as a sign of solidarity.
[ ] praised them for their progress. Each hard fought victory.
[ ] get to know them, and ask what they plan to do when, not if, they recover
When you enter your last stop, you realize you made a mistake. THIS will be the hardest one for you. You… don't like drugs, or the people who use them. Though a part of you realizes that not everyone here did this to themselves voluntarily. The merchants probably can't be blamed for ALL of them, but a good chunk surely. Throughout the ward there is an undercurrent of need. They want to be clean, but it's so hard. So you swallow your feelings and…
[ ] ask about their lives, and why/how they started. What it's like. What they hate and like about it. Get to know them and their problems.
[ ] tell them that there are people who are there for them. Even without friends or family, there are those, like you, that will reach out a hand. They just have to reach back.
[ ] let them know that they are lucky to be alive, and that though the road is long, taking the first steps like this is a good start.
In between all this you find yourself on the hospital's roof with Amy. The wind feels nice after everything. Though you are surprised to see Amy pulling out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. When she sees you staring she clears her throat. "I've seen a lot of the staff come up here to smoke. One of the nurses handed me a pack when I asked about it." She takes a cigarette out of the pack and just looks at it. "I've come to realize why so many nurses and doctors smoke."
That… is surprising. You didn't suspect her to be a smoker. Though…
[ ] did she really need a nicotine fix to calm down when you were right here?
[ ] if she wanted to suck on something you have something much better than a cancer stick.
[ ] now you were curious. Maybe you should give it a try. She can make it so there aren't any consequences right?
On your break what do you talk about?
[ ] Nothing. You just enjoy the time with Amy.
[ ] Vicky.
[ ] Carol
[ ] Her rule against brains
[ ] Write-in
A/N: Alright.. I seem to be making a habit of biting off more than I should be chewing. If any of the options are confusing let me know I will try to clear things up. If you don't like the options I will always take write-ins.
Neither Amy vote is encouragement. Just to be clear.
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Shulta
Experienced.
Spoiler: Tally
Things had been going pretty well by this point. It was actually pretty amazing how much just talking to people helped ground them. Oh, they weren't miraculously and instantly healed of all their problems, but you could feel your power latching onto their desires. They were just more focused now, and even by the end of the sessions you had so far they were making good progress.
So you were in high spirits when you saw Amy pull out her cigarettes. You weren't insulted or anything by the sight. This had obviously started before she met you, and was just a habit she had started to form. You still felt like making your opinion known. So you hugged her from behind. Before she finished squeaking in response you leaned in to whisper teasingly into her ear. "So, I don't get you high enough on my own?"
You see her cheeks pick up a light dusting of red as she leans into your embrace. "I… uh… wouldn't know. I haven't smoked in your presence yet."
"Well, if you really want to, I won't stop you." You reassure her as you nuzzle her hair. She was nice to hug. Not as soft as Emma, but still nice. You probably should feel bad about cuddling another girl behind your girlfriend's back. Especially so soon after officially getting together. However, you also knew Emma was serious about making a move on Amy. It was very likely you were going to end up with two girlfriends by tomorrow. Which made you feel both warm and nervous at the same time.
A comfortable silence fell over the two of you as you stood on that rooftop cuddling. A silence you had been tempted to break. You had a few topics in your head you wanted to talk to her about. Especially her opinion of Emma wanting to 'kidnap' her. However, in the end you decided to just enjoy the peace and quiet. However, all things come to an end, and you did have to separate so you could go back to helping those that stayed in the hospital. It was only as you were getting ready to meet your next patient that you realized Amy never lit up the entire time you were up there.
Few hours later you were walking out the door feeling lighter than air. The doctors were already talking about making you a regular in the Wards you worked at today. Though you had a feeling you could still move around if you like. You also got asked if you would be willing to go on call like Panacea was. If another department, or a patient, requested you by name. It would allow you to help others outside of the departments you were assigned to, but it could also cut into the time you had for those departments. Hell, it could result in you being called in when you weren't 'on shift'. Though you suppose that was already on the books for the PRT. In the end you said…
[ ] yes.
[ ] no.
[ ] that you would have to think about it.
The nurse at the front desk looked surprised as you and Amy passed by her on the way out. You gave her a wave, and she waved back with a smile. Outside was uncle Alan's car with Emma already getting out of the passenger seat. She gave the both of you a hug as you approached and was quick to get in the backseat after you did. You would think her cuddling into your side after only being away from you for a few hours was a bit much, but she had been like this since you triggered. If anything she is better than those first few days. As was evident by her talking with you and Amy about your day at the hospital.
Though when you arrived at the Barnes' residents you and Emma shared a look. What was your plan for this sleepover?
[ ] You were going to treat this like a sleepover from when you were younger. Do each other's hair. Maybe watch a movie. A couple rounds of truth and Dare? Probably. Just try to keep things relaxed.
[ ] You and Emma were going to spoil Amy. Kisses, maybe a massage. Well, and asking her opinion of what she wanted to do as well. Make it about the healer, and see where it went.
[ ] See if Amy wants to experiment some more. The three of you should be more or less left to your own devices so she could do whatever she wanted to the two of you. Maybe she would like that?
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