2.11

2.11

I woke up to the feeling of someone that shouldn't be here standing at my door - Sophia. Then she knocked. What the hell?... ugh fine. I got up and threw on yesterday's clothes before opening the door - only for her to shove me inside and walk in herself. I blink my eyes and create my flight spell since it's near second nature by now, and float backwards trying to figure out why the hell she's here. It can't be a dream, I don't have those anymore. Shard tries to be helpful in a way that I -really- don't want to think about so I push the image back. Sophia grabs the collar of my shirt... I'm really going to have to reinforce those, I'm getting dragged around by them enough. She lifts me so we're looking eye to eye, then she gives me an innocent smile. My gut tells me this is going to be bad. My brain tells me 'yes, but it'll be worse if we don't go along with it.' Shard tells me Taylor and New Friend are going to be jealous.

I cough - mainly so I can talk without sounding like a frog, then I attempt speech, "Sophia here, what?" Then I blink and try that again. I think it's three or four in the morning... I speak slowly and enunciate so I have time to make sure an actual sentence comes out, "Good morning Sophia. What are you doing here?"

She still has that innocent smile, she grabs my left hand and holds it up, spreading the fingers, then looks into my eyes. While I'm distracted by eyes she suddenly flashes to shadows and back, taking roughly a second... Now her smile is back to predatory, that's good, she was creepy the other way. Innocent does -not- fit her... that's when I started cursing. "SonofaBITCH, godDAMNit, holySHIT..." I was holding my left hand in my right and when I looked down... yep, that's a letter opener piercing my left hand. In the back of my head I'm rather happy she avoided putting it anywhere crippling. She must like me.

I take a deep breath trying to calm down through the pain. I speak through grit teeth, "Aww, so -erg- sweet. You shouldn't have. So why did you?" I decide I need to re-make my Astral and Filter rings quickly.

Sophia brushes by me into the room and starts looking around, "You blew me up."

I go to the bathroom and hold my injured hand over the sink. Based on what I could tell, she had turned the thing into aura then punched it through mine... then the damn thing became physical from the inside out - pushing my skin outwards and splitting it. Argh this hurts! I close my eyes and focus on just doing this all at once, every time I touch the thing it sends a jolt of pain through my entire arm, or maybe I'm just exaggerating, that could be it too. I -yank- the letter opener out of my hand resulting in a spurt of blood and my hand weeping the stuff that's supposed to stay on the inside. After a moment I realize I should have thought this through better. I focus down to look over the molecules, there's a lot of damage there... I can at least try what I learned last night. I use some force on the skin to press it all together properly, then spend the next ten minutes with Shard's help trying to stimulate them at the appropriate frequencies and taking from my own physical stores to try to feed the skin cells what they need, making use of Filter to get the right amounts. Another ten minutes and I'm no longer bleeding everywhere - I'm glad I spent most of my night in the dreamscape working on this - but I'm pretty sure it's going to look like one -hell- of a bruise unless I clean up the damage she did internally. I'll do it the 'dumb' way.

I go back to the main room to find Sophia laying on my bed looking like the cat that got the canary. I focus on using mana 'stitches' to put things back where they should be while I ask, "So, -how- did I blow you up? You look fine and I gave you -specific- instructions not to take the damn ring off."

Sophia seems a little put out when she sees my hand is no longer bleeding and I hear her say something under her breath about '-no fun if-' but I didn't catch the rest. But she does deign to answer me, "Armsmaster -insisted- on examining the thing when he found me playing around in the training room. I told him about the thing exploding if it's taken off. He insisted there were no explosives and he pulled authority with a threat of being pulled out of your group." She gives me a glare, "And I am NOT going back to the Wards, they don't let me do -shit-." She goes back to just lounging on the bed, "I put my armor on before I let Armsmaster take the ring, it's why only my hand was messed up, but he was hurt pretty bad. -Then- we find out the local 'world's best healer' was off on a date so I had to wait another couple of hours before they fixed my hand. You deserve that." and she nods to my left hand where I'm -still- trying to put things right.

I just accept the comment, no use arguing it, it's done with anyway. "Alright, but on the next one I'm changing the deal. You only get to stab me if the explosion is a direct result of my actions. Indirect results don't count - or at least get me a warning and a headstart."

Sophia nods, "I can work with that but the ring needs to go somewhere less noticeable. Having a glowing ring in broad sight gives it away."

So, over the next hour we rebuilt her Foxfire ring as a toe ring - I couldn't think of anything else that would be easily covered and have enough material. Of interesting note, apparently she had practiced with it a -lot-. I could feel her aura -try- to make a Foxfire orb when I was tuning the brainwave readings, which let me tune them a little better. Obviously she had nowhere near enough control or power, but I definitely felt a touch of movement in her aura. That made me pretty happy, it means my plan would work.

Once that was done I made two new rings for myself (though I had to melt down some of the metal dust I had to do it) and created enchanted rings for Filter and Astral Shield - though I added a small control system, like I do in the batteries for the real spells, for some control to turn them off when I apply some mana to basically 'short' the activation portion of the spell. Luckily it didn't take long, I'm already connected to my own core after all. Also of note, my core was a brilliant light with no erosion compared to what I've seen of everyone else. I take it to mean I'm perfectly sane. Shard points out I talk to myself, so I clarify my statement. 'I'm perfectly sane, other than the voice in my head', to which Shard sent images of giggling.

When I slid on my new rings, I realized something I should have asked earlier, "How did you find me?"

Sophia just rolls her eyes, "Oh come on. Your family is lazy, I just had to check the hotel you stayed at last time and look for anyone who signed in the day your house blew up."

I shrug, she has a point. Shard was pestering me to let her out since I wasn't going back to sleep. So I went about my morning routine as Sophia lazed about. My room had a mini-fridge that had milk with a box of cereal and bowl next to it, which when I got done with my shower I found Sophia was eating a bowl of it while watching TV on my bed. I just rolled my eyes and summoned up Shard, who gave her a hug and joined in on the TV watching.

Oh no. Shard is asking me for something. She hasn't been let away from me in a while and she wants to 'explore'... She wants to ride along with Sophia. I... I don't think this is a good plan - she's an impressionable young fairy lady, and Sophia is... well, she's Sophia.

... Damnit. I can't say no to Shard. Is this what it's really like having a younger sibling? I'm glad I've been an only child most of my life, I don't think I'd have survived otherwise. I have a mental image of Shard telling a four year old me that she wants cookies, so I stacked up chairs and was climbing the precarious tower to get them for her. Yep, I wouldn't have survived. - So, how do I broach this subject with Sophia?

I cough, because that's what you do to let everyone know it's your turn to talk, "Um, Sophia... how would you feel about watching my sister today?"

Sophia just stares at me incredulously, "I just stabbed you like, an hour ago, and now you're asking me to watch your... fairy. Are you an idiot?"

I roll my eyes, "Oh come on, it's not that bad, you're on my team. I can at -least- let you watch over my super powered sister. She'll mostly just hang around you and try to introduce herself to everyone."

Sophia is glaring, "I'm not a babysitter."

I look over to Shard, who looks a little upset that Sophia is being stubborn... Now, do I push Sophia for Shard's sake, or do I let it go so Shard isn't corrupted by Sophia's violence? Gah... Alright, let's push a bit, "I'll let you hunt with her tonight, and she'll follow your orders when on patrol. Flight, fire, augmenting your bolts, boosting your strikes and movement..."

Sophia narrows her eyes but I can tell I won her over with just flight and fire, "Fine. One day. If I'm not satisfied with what she brings, then you turn off -everything- and we 'spar' for ten minutes tomorrow."

I stare at Shard for a moment, yeah, I'm doing this for -you-, you'd better appreciate it. I think she got the gist of what the stare meant, she smiles brightly . I just roll my eyes and glance back to Sophia, "Fine." Then I look to Shard, "And no showing off during school, you're going to be limited to hugging whoever is close to her. If you pick on her then she picks on me, so don't be too annoying, alright?" Shard just nods seriously, then smiles - obviously looking forward to the adventure of a new classroom.

Since I had -just- tuned my aura with Sophia's, it wasn't very difficult to link back up with her. Besides, I didn't have to link to her core, just her aura. I molded a chunk of my aura and focused it down with Shard inside, then converted it across to match Sophia's. A little later Sophia had a little dark red fairy sitting on her shoulder.

Sophia blinks owlishly, the pure influx of power compared to how much she has is -huge-. Though Shard isn't in her head so it's hard for her to get any real -grasp- on what's different, she can definitely feel something has surged in her.

I grin a bit, "A bit of a rush huh?"

She's still staring around and just shakes her head a bit and grins, "Heh, I feel like I just had two cups of coffee injected straight into my veins. Wow." She looks at the red form of Shard, "So that's all you huh?" Shard gives a sharp nod and a grin and Sophia tilts her head, "Why is she red?"

Oh, right, I keep forgetting people can't see what I see. "Your core is red. She's bound to your core so is made up of your aura - thus, red."

Sophia just gives me an odd luck and slowly says "Uh-huh. Riiiiight."

I ignore her and decide I'm already awake, I still need to fish out my costume from my giant icicle of a house. "Hey Sophs, I'm stopping by my house to find the costume my mom was working on. Lock up when you're done here."

She seems to recover from the general shock of 'babysitting' Shard and shakes her head, "No, you're bringing me with you. You always get into fun stuff when we leave you alone. If you end up accidentally destroying E88 on your own I'm going to be pissed."

I raise an eyebrow, "And when people see the chick flying around with Oblivium?"

She shrugs, "We're 'friends', you're faster than walking. And honestly you're strange enough to just grab someone and fly off with them. What's there to explain?"

She has a point. Again. When did Sophia get to be so observant? I sigh, "Fine, but if we end up fighting anyone from E88 I'm blaming you for calling Murphy's attention."

She just smirks, grabs her bag and waits patiently as I float out the window with my own bag. Shard infuses her and pulls her along with her own flight spell. Sophia seems a little surprised and smiles - an infused flight spell feels much better than the shelled version. Shard decides to sink into Sophia's mind for now so she hugs the girl and dissipates. It causes Sophia to blink for a few moments then look to me, "She can't like, brainwash me or anything right?"

I shake my head, "Nah, you can -push- her up front to drive, but you have full control in your own head. She's just a passenger that can offer a few... augments." Sophia seems satisfied with the answer, but I can tell her focus isn't on flying at first, I guess they're chatting.

En route I focused on my body, trying to get a feel for other types of cells and how everything feels when it's -right-. I don't want to have a broken bone one day - and I know I will - that I set wrong because I was too lazy to remember how it's supposed to be.

After a while we landed at my house. Sophia had started looking around and -enjoying- the flying, though her gaze did glaze over occasionally and she would unconsciously mumble to talk to Shard.

I went through the tunnel I had made previously and started using Filter carefully to make my way upstairs, to my parent's closet, since apparently that's where mom left the outfit. I had to filter the whole door since the ice damaged the hinges. A short time later and I found a sleeveless shirt with the back designed similarly to a tailcoat. It had gold inner lining and tracing on the edges along with a short standing collar. The material was that tinker-made ballistic cloth, though it was dyed. There were also fingerless black gloves also with gold dyed lining on the edges and at the seams, reinforced at the knuckles because apparently mom expects me to punch people more. There was also a set of leather pauldrons lined on the inside with a dark blue dyed ballistic cloth which was sewn in at the inside edges of the pauldrons and hung down around the full edge though came lower in the back to make a short (mid back) cape. They also had a section of the leather standing up close to my neck, I assume to help guard there - just in case... or maybe for intimidation? I do admit they look pretty cool compared to just the sleeveless shirt. Apparently she was too busy for pants and shoes - but personally I think jeans and sneakers are plenty comfortable.

Once I had the outfit I shoved it into a sports bag and stepped back outside to see Sophia with a slight glazed look and mumbling to herself occasionally. When she notices me she raises an eyebrow, "I should have stabbed you somewhere more painful. Apparently it's -your- fault I had to deal with that hand for so long. Though the fact that Armsy had to deal with worse does make it a little better." She's really just a sadist. And Shard! Why did you have to tell her that!? That's when my phone rang. Sophia started -giggling- Shard must have pointed out that nothing good ever comes from my phone ringing... The sound sent chills up my spine. Not the good kind. The kind when you're alone in a house with the lights out and you hear giggling right behind you.

I shake off the feeling and answer the phone, I already know this isn't going to be good. Between calling on Murphy last night and Sophia calling his attention, this is just -bound- to be bad. "Hello?"

I hear what sounds like a -very- upset Noelle on the line. "I.. I need help. A gang showed up in the warehouse I found... T-they started shooting, and.. a-a-nd I just- everything went dark, and now there are a lot of them, one is on me and I can't stop making more b-but I can't -move- either! I- I-don't know what-"

I interrupt her, "Warehouse by the docks, lots of gunfire and evil clones. Got it, coming in with backup." I hang up and raise an eyebrow at Sophia, "This is -your- fault. Murphy would have let me have a normal morning if you hadn't made that damn comment."

Sophia just smirks, "So. I guess I'd better change." and she saunters into my house and down to the basement to change - apparently Shard told her there was a place in there. I just roll my eyes and take my new 'costume' out of my sportsbag and don it. Then cast the spell to make my mask and start building up my shields.

Shortly after that Sophia comes out in her full costume, though I can tell Shard has infused some of her armor as batteries to make some shield spells so she doesn't have glowing orbs following behind her. Though I wonder if that's Shard's idea or Sophia's? Doesn't really matter though. "Alright, let's find this warzone of a warehouse." And I float up into the air and offer a hand to Sophia, "I'm faster, I'll help boost your speed for a few seconds." She nods and floats up behind me and grabs my hand. I put on a burst of speed with a supercharged boost and a windshield, then just hold enough force on my flight spell to keep that speed up and release Sophia so she can hold pace beside me. I speak up over the wind, "If you can't tell the difference between a clone and the real thing then the police can't either. Go all out and if you get any flak just blame me. All I really know about this is she makes evil clones of what she touches. Oh and 'she' is a nice nightmarish abomination named Noelle, so don't shoot her."

Sophia smirks - yes she has a mask, but I can hear the joy in her voice, she's obviously smirking, "So, I get free reign to kill anyone that isn't a nightmarish abomination. Sounds like my kind of job!" I just snicker, I knew she's like this one. It's still her fault it happened, but at least she'll be happy through the school day.

I call out a piece of advice to Shard, "Hey Shard, remember to apply monomolecular edges to the bolts." Sophia just -stares- at me for a moment, then looks straight ahead then a few moments later where I'm pretty sure Shard is telling Sophia 'yes, I can make your bolts SUPER deadly', Sophia starts giggling like mad. I'm glad. It sounds like I'm not going to have to spar with her. The sound is still terrifying though. I almost feel sorry for the small army of clones.

It's pretty easy to find the warehouse as I can see naked not-quite-right people climbing out of the windows. They all -also- have that evil chaotic colored aura that encompasses Noelle's body. I create several Mana Bolts that are incredibly sharp and use a tiny laser to ensure my aim. Suddenly seven Mana Bolts spring into being and instantly streak through the air at the same time. Two of the seven targets managed to dodge kill shots, but Sophia/Shard has my back there - and gleefully apparently. We'll have to drag them into a burn pile when we're done.

I toss up a shield and use it to crash through one of the windows followed by Sophia and I call out, "I'll separate them, you have fun." and I start tossing down precisely aimed Foxfire orbs, using the blasts to toss the people away from each other, effectively separating the naked malformed clones from their originals - though several originals littered the floor, obviously dead. Apparently one of the early clones blocked off the exit with some heavy machinery that was knocked down so they couldn't run.

That's when I noticed Sophia decided to drop to the ground. She crouched down and spread her hands, and Shard has apparently been convinced into a bit of theater. A red glow rose from the top of Sophia's head, shoulders and arms, bright red boney claw-like blades extended from her fingers and two horns sprouted from her head, then she turned to shadows, the red still bright within the shadows, but smokey - not quite physical. I could sense the application of a Boost spell, but she seemed to just -appear- next to a target, reform just in time to tear off his arm, then roll her shoulder to flip toward another, appearing as if her body sank into a shadow form once more only to impossibly appear at the next target, with the full momentum and an -additional- Boost on her spinning axe kick... that has been enhanced with an actual construct-blade on the back of her heel, splitting the clone in half diagonally from shoulder to hip, then shift to shadows again with another Boost appearing next to another making four large gashes that tore out a section of his side including tearing up his entire right lung... This continued for a few moments. I'm fairly certain her breaker state has -very- little mass, and Shard is abusing the shit out of that fact letting Sophia travel about as fast as a Mana Bolt. And since Shard shares my molecular understanding and fine control, she's able to make those blades... this is just blatant cheating. She's not even getting blood on herself.

I mutter, "Showoff." then go over to Noelle to create a reversed Astral Shield around her. "There, you can move now, I've got you protected so you won't make any more evil clones." She's just -staring- at Sophia's gleeful slaughter. Oh and Sophia is laughing. Because it wasn't creepy and terrifying enough -before-. I'm pretty sure all the gang members are scared beyond comprehension and hoping this is just a nightmare.

Sophia finished her little slaughter in record time and is now crouched at the end of her series of 'teleportation flesh rending'. She stands up, a little blood dripping from her 'claws'. Shard has upped the theater act a bit and now is making molecular constructs with no real mass, which simulates a red 'smoke' that is floating off behind Sophia, and she's created a devil's tail. Sophia is swaying her hips as she saunters up to the terrified group and reaches up to brush the back of her claw across the cheek of the guy in front of her while she let out a low growling-purr, the small amount of blood that managed to stick to her 'claws' smudging over his cheek, the poor man is whimpering - I wouldn't be surprised if he soiled himself. What -did- surprise me was when he passed out. Not because he passed out - that was damn near a given, but because Sophia went slack for a moment, and Noelle passed out too. This was completed with a network starting from the unconscious guy, which tried to connect to Sophia, Noelle and me.

Based on the different actions and tone, I could tell Shard was in control of Sophia, she was yelling at... well, I'd guess Sophia's secondary core, "No! Bad Not-Sop- S- Stalker! You aren't allowed to erase me. Don't -make- me go in there!" She crosses her arms then nods, "That's what I thought. You're -grounded-. No hugs until you're sorry." The funny thing about this situation, the network got cut off from Sophia by Shard's shield and... whatever she did to Not-Sophia, the connection that tried for me was stopped via Astral Shield, and Noelle couldn't -send- anything along the link, due to the reversed shield.

I start mumbling to myself, it's easier to put it together if I talk about it, "So... This same thing happened to Greg, that means this -has- to be a trigger event right?... So odd. But yeah, I can feel a second core 'waking up' in the guy..."

Shard interrupted me from my thoughts, "Hey Will, Not-Stalker tried to do something mean, what should I do to punish her? She tried to erase me from Sophia, and tried to erase her dream too. Dreams are important, you shouldn't erase those." She thinks for a moment then blinks, "Or me. I shouldn't be erased either."

I shrug, "Well, you can't just -ground- her. I think that would punish Stalker too much. Maybe just make her teach you her... Ability? It might be asking much but I can't think of any other way she could pay for it. Maybe you could teach Stalker how to use it better, then both of you get a benefit."

It's was kinda funny to see 'Sophia' look so -bright- as she held her, still vicious, bloody claws, up in the air in a cheer saying "YEAH! I'll do that!".

I decide to let her deal with it, as she was talking to herself out loud and griping at 'Not-Stalker', I started gathering the corpses, including those outside now that Noelle wasn't touching anyone to make more clones - So I wasn't needed to keep the shield up and her ring should be charging.

Once I had them all in a nice pile in the warehouse, I infused them all and Filtered them down to base molecules... essentially melting the pile over a minute. About halfway through, everyone woke up, the guy that had passed out now had a secondary aura that was sea-anemone-esque, and at the ends he started forming some small iron-looking orbs that had metal blades sticking out of them. He seemed to be limited to six of them, though they moved quickly and the astral tendrils didn't get in the way of each other, they were also limited to a range of six feet. I had to toss up a shield over Sophia/Shard when he saw her, as they seemed to instantly attack her without his realizing it. The down-side to this was that the ones around him lashed out... while he was surrounded by his gang. The result was pain, screaming and lots of blood.

I raised an astral shield around the guy to push the tendrils all up so they were at their max length and couldn't hurt anyone, then I started tending to wounds as best I could. I could handle this without anyone dying and I needed to make a call. "Stalker, get going, I need to call this in because of this guy" and I jerk my head toward Mr. HappyBlades - who still looks rather terrified.

Sophia seems stunned by whatever is going on in her head but is still walking on sunshine due to her being able to find a release for her bloodlust. She nods and gives me a wave, "Catch you later Oblivium, and you'll have to let me watch her more often if -this- is what it's like" I can tell she's pretty happy just with the way she's -walking- it's almost like there's a bounce in her step. The horns, claws and tail all fade into a 'red smoke' effect that Shard seems to have enjoyed, I'll have her teach me later - I could figure it out, but why waste the time?

I held the phone up to my ear with a minor construct and used the same to dial in to the PRT while I was working on the emergency cases so no one would be bleeding out before help got here. "Oblivium here, an outbreak of evil clones, new trigger resulted, guy has a telekinetic blade ability, currently restrained and providing emergency medical care to wounded. Warehouse close to the docks, I'll mark it with a light over the roof. Yeah... Yeah. Yep, it's a small gang, though they may be linked to the Merchants, I don't think they're E88. Armsmaster?... Fine, beggars can't be choosers. Thanks."

A couple of quick spells later and I had a fairly large Fairy Light over the warehouse... through a hole I had put in the roof. I also Filtered out a 'doorway', then turned to Noelle who seemed -very- uncomfortable and unsure of what to do, "Hey, do you want to deal with the PRT or head out somewhere else?"

She seems surprised, "Y-... You're just letting me go?... I mean... After all that?"

I shrug, "It's their fault isn't it? Hell, it's practically self defense. Whatever you choose, make it soon, Armsy isn't a patient guy so he'll be here soon."

She seems to think for a while then says, "I... I think I'd like to go with the PRT... I don't want to hurt anyone... and I don't think I'll be able to find my friends..."

I sigh, "Noelle, I told you to call me if you needed a hand. Do you -want- to go with the PRT? What do you want? To find your friends? To have a walled off house? A dental plan? Just tell me and we'll see if we can do something about it."

She throws a challenging glare at me and yells, "Of course I don't want to go with the PRT, they'll just sign a kill order on me! I just want to not be a MONSTER anymore!"

I shrug and say calmly, "Alright, I guess I'm not going to school today. Find a new place and keep that phone on you. I'll give you a call when I finish with Armsy. If we can't get it working then I'll bring you in to the PRT and see if they can do more, but I have a few ideas."

She's staring at me. Apparently she wasn't expecting that. "Y-you... Really?" her eyes were wide with hope.

I nod, "I -really- have a couple of ideas. Don't get your hopes up -too- high, they may not work, but we can try."

She gives a small smile, not sure if she should let herself be happy about this, and she seems -very- torn, she looks down at the goop that remains of her clones and bites her lip then she nods, "Alright, I'll wait for you to call." She then... I'll call it a walk, because it's a mix of skittering, slithering and walking.

All of the gangsters are looking at me in horror then start yelling about how she killed-... eh, I'm not listening. A few mute spells takes care of the shouting. I'm still holding Mr. HappyBlades' blades in the air, he still doesn't seem to have any control over them. I really hope Armsy has some way to disable those.

A short time later and I hear the telltale sound of Armsy and his highly customized motorcycle, meaning I'll bet the PRT van isn't too far behind him. Once the sound cuts out and I hear his boot steps, I see him look around the corner as if he's expecting a fight. I wave, "Heya Armsy, anonymous tip, evil clones, new trigger, lots of general badness, I'll leave them to you."

Armsy points his halberd at me and I roll my eyes, really? He says, "What -really- happened here Oblivium. It wasn't an anonymous tip and there were no calls about 'evil clones' to the PRT."

I blink and say in a bored voice, "I don't report to you. You'll get it in the report I make to Hutchison, just like everyone else. Now, get this guy settled, I don't think he can control those swords of his and I'm the only thing keeping him from killing his pals." Seriously, just do your job so I can get on with my life.

He grumbles for a moment then nods and looks at the orb/blades. I think he's doing a scan of their makeup then he aims his halberd and fires something that looks like a group of metal plates. The projectile splits apart, and they activate magnets after they hit a few of the orbs, which binds all of them together so the tendrils all have to fight each other. After that, a guy from the PRT van comes in and after some barked orders from Armsy, sprays the bladed section of the orbs with some foam, I assume so they don't go about being stabby during transport. Then a couple more come in to handcuff everyone.

While everything is wrapping up Armsy speaks up - this time in a more civil manner, though the halberd not aiming at me helps there, "Oblivium. We've got a new recruit to the Wards. He says he knows you and his powers are similar enough to yours I think you could help him learn to control his. You need to visit the Wards to give him some advice."

He was doing well up to the point of 'I'm not ordering you, but I am.' I shrug, I can work with that. "I want a supply of pressurized containment foam capsules - released by force." I was going to say impact but that can just be interpreted badly.

Armsy is looking at me. Stupid visor, I can't tell if he's glaring. His mouth is about as expressive as a particularly unhappy brick. He finally decides, "Fine. Speak to me once you've talked to him."

I nod and offer a wave to everyone, looks like they can handle it from here. I release the Astral Shield binding Mr. HappyBlades... only for the tendrils to attempt to lash around, turning orb/blades into a foamy club. It's highly entertaining as gang members are being knocked around by a giant safety foamed club. I -barely- manage to hold back a laugh when Armsy glares at it.

I get out of there before I'm recruited to hold the guy. Besides, I need to make a call and see about turning a nightmarish abomination into a girl.