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She woke up, breathing hard, half-panicked, with a name on her lips she didn’t remember and a muddled head full of thoughts she couldn’t seem to place. Which . . . her head hurt, that probably had something to do with it. But she’s definitely certain this is not where she was yesterday...

Fast-learning hardware? Huh. She couldn't make heads or tails of Masquerade's instructions, and it was . . . humbling, somewhat, to be one-upped by an omnic. Maybe she needed a little fast-learning hardware herself. "Well, I wish you better luck than me. I know more about how to cheat at this...

((I'm also gonna be kind of absent for the next week or so- if I can't post, just assume Lucia is watching and trying to understand poker because holy quiznak it's complex))

"I'll watch," Lucia said, pulling herself up to the table and marveling at how much the pain had receded already. That bot of Kimiko's was ingenious- she'd have to ask about it later. She grabbed the legs of a chair and, with a deep breath, tugged herself up into a chair, resting her weight on...

Lucia glanced down at her leg, watching as it glowed. It was also just plain cool, especially if it would let her walk faster. She hated being immobile. Although it was weird, that her nanobots hadn't been able to heal the damaged skin and muscle- usually, they could fix a wound like that in...

Eloisa was late, and she knew it. She hadn't meant to be, but she hadn't gotten time to herself until after classes ended, which meant she'd had to stay until 4:00 for the kids who took Saturday off. And then there were chores to do: dishes and sweeping and general tidiness; just because she...

Blue got up, and Lucia couldn't help but notice the way he was still trembling like a leaf, as if he'd fall back down at the slightest breeze. Call it a few years of medical training, but she was concerned. "Whoa, Blue, can you sit back down? Anxiety attacks are exhausting. You should rest."...

With Jonah and Kimiko handling Blue's anxiety attack, Lucia turned to Samson, and just . . . listened. There wasn't anything she could do- she couldn't go back and fix it. So she let him talk. And when he buried his face in his hands, she let him mourn. From what she'd heard, Junkertown was a...

"Ah- thanks, Jonah," she said, adjusting herself and leaning against the wall. She had to get this thing cleaned and bandaged as soon as she could, but everything still hurt and going through her wound with gauze seemed like the least appealing thing to do right now. It was half-humiliating to...

The person- Celestial? handed the skateboard back, and then they looked up, and now they was smiling at Ciana and that was worse- oh, stars. This was a goddess of the universe. She needed to prioritize, and prioritizing did not count unwelcome attraction. She took a quick breath. "Yeah, I...

Somewhere in the back of her head, she was surprised she'd even been able to feel it when they'd cauterized her wound, with her nerves shot as they were. And yet, because the world wasn't done with her yet, the pain found what little remained of her nervous system and shot up to her brain...

Lucia felt the force before she felt the pain. It was a split second difference, a small mercy before- Her vision went white, and she crumpled like a house of cards. She didn't even scream when she went down; the pain knocked the breath out of her, and she couldn't get it back. She couldn't...

"Your puns," she said, trying to ignore the way her breath shuddered on the way out, "are awful." It was a weird thing to notice, but if she'd thought to hard about exactly what she was doing, she'd back out. She'd run, and she could not run. Blue, Kimiko, Jonah, everyone here- their lives...

Lucia swallowed. Ashlyn looked unperturbed, but she wasn't so certain. That gun . . . it was nothing like she'd ever seen before. She hadn't had the chance to analyze it too deeply, but just from her quick glance, those rounds looked deadly, on a scale she'd never had experienced with. Lucia...

So, names. She was still a little wary- shed been the one to start aliases in the first place, and she still hadn't completely been convinced she was wrong to do so. But no one had made a move to harm her yet, and if she was going to ask them to tell her about their problems, well . . . it might...

"That- might be a bad idea." She wasn't really sure she could stop Samson, but Lucia didn't think they were supposed to leave the room, especially since they didn't know what this organization really was. And just having a door there seemed too easy, somehow. If they were supposed to wait for...

Lucia watched the Omnic, worried for multiple reasons. He was an Omnic and that was fine . . . ish, but she couldn't really hate him, not when she remembered Efi from Numbani, and Orisa, and the fact that Omnics could help as well as hurt. No, the real problem was that he was clearly...

Ciana helped the girl up to her feet, and onto steady ground. She glanced at the other guy, too, but he was already sitting up and, although a bit disgruntled, he looked fine. The third guy in the mix was already apologizing, and Ciana stepped back, deciding that any immediate problems were...

The conversation was over, but Lucia was still simmering. The things he'd said so flippantly, like they weren't even important- who did this guy think he was? Yeah, she knew Blackwatch. And she respected Blackwatch. They did what they had to so they could protect the world, while doing their...

I regret to inform you all that we may clash in terms of morals. What did that mean? Lucia though they were all here for the same reason: to make the world a better place. That's what the message said. Then again, looking at Masquerade, it didn't seem like he was that kind of person. As he...