Chapter 4: Final Revisions
Part 1
After the drama of World Issues, my actual drama class was mellow to the point of being nearly boring. Most of it taken up by a basic lesson on how to properly project your voice from the diaphragm and the importance of doing so from a stage. Which was, naturally something I already knew how to do. Or at least something I knew how to do as of a few days ago.
I really needed to get that GED done soon. I might have gotten a once in a life time find today with Taylor, but I also almost blew my cover, and it was a big waste of time I could be using to get stronger, earn money, or recover or recover from doing to much of either of the previous.
I still needed to figure out how to approach Todd on that one though. He probably wouldn't want to go for it at first, but I was pretty sure I could talk him into it.
After all, in theory this would create life options for me. Not dramatically increase the odds of it ending to horrific super-violence.
I should probably put some effort into studying cape long runners. I mean how Alexandria managed to last was one thing. Invulnerability was good like that but also very hard to emulate. Working out how someone like Miss Militia who had been fighting at mere human levels of durability since she was around Vista's age was much more likely to show me a few tricks to surviving long enough to vote.
Though hopefully I'd find someone not associated with the Protectorate. New Wave Maybe? If you included their time as the Brockton Bay Brigade they'd been fighting for a lot longer then I was even alive.
Though again that was in no small part due to the fact they were a large team. One with a lot of defensive power.
I wasn't exactly super squishy. My magic had some defensive aspects, but most of them took a lot of effort to develop, and nothing that would, say, help me withstand being impaled by a thirty foot tall woman, or just be near an even bigger, meaner, super strong perpetually burning dragon man.
Which were both issues that cropped up locally.
It was probably a good thing that I had decided to take the time to assemble a proper armored costume and train up some first.
With luck, Taylor would be able to show me some of the ropes she'd managed to pull together.
I brightened up a bit at that. If she was up for teaming up, and had a power that was really good on defense...
At once my optimism was washed into a more pensive consideration. Her aura had wrung with enchantment. That meant she was more likely suited to background stuff. Mind tricks, controlling birds, maybe making people ignore her? Parahuman powers could get pretty weird, and tended to be very specialised. They could probably use the capacity to influence others, in different ways then my powers could potentially let me.
Not that I actually could influence others yet. Or maybe ever. I mean effort learning how to be supernaturally charming was effort not spent learning how to fly or turn invisible.
And man this class was getting tedious! I normally found drama kind of fun, but right now I was just to preoccupied to enjoy it.
Eventually the bell rang the cry of freedom and I let out a breath of relief.
It was finally time to get to the good stuff!