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"Agreed," you say. "I think we'll work well together."

Marjorie smiles. "I'm glad. Yes, I think this is an excellent opportunity for both of us."

The very next morning a group from ORPHEUS arrives. There are seven of them in total; some appear to be grizzled veterans of combat, others are smooth-skinned and barely out of their teens. All of them, apparently, are powerful psychics.

Leach asks your kitchen staff to prepare a breakfast for them, while you lead them to one of your meeting rooms to introduce them to Electra and Brett Golightly, who will decide where they can most usefully be integrated into MetaHuman's security force.

"Is any one of you in charge, in particular?" you ask over your shoulder, as you lead the group through your building's corridors.

"I am," says a slim young woman with a shaved head. "Marjorie."

"Marjorie?" you ask. "Your colleague I met yesterday also had that name."

"Yes," she says. "That was me."

"Oh? But you looked completely different then," you say.

"Yes," confirms Marjorie, without offering any further clarification.

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