Taking longer than was really necessary, Jonathan eventually settles on light blue pajamas covered in cartoon fishes and a dark blue tracksuit with a few vertical white stripes. With these painstaking selections bagged to go, Lucas leads him off for the grand finale of the trip, the suits.
Ever since Mikah left, 427 and Lucas have been having a constant back and forth.
[-Also, while being aware of other supes nearby is clearly beneficial, when we're at a large organization HQ like this there is obviously a very high concentration of them. Though yes, I will admit, that ones that there would be a reason I cannot inform you of them in real-time are worth advance notice.]
'As long as you admit to your mistake.'
427 lets out a huff and Lucas can't help chuckling. Jonathan is completely unfazed by his random reactions, though still notices it and takes a rough mental note. He really wants to try to figure his boss's weirdness out.
[Regardless, this sort of incident should never occur again.]
'I'm waiting.'
[…]
'…'
[...I'm sorry.]
Lucas has quite the self-satisfied grin as they're riding the escalator down to the second floor.
'Apology accepted. Oh, backing up a bit. Considering how prepared he seemed to be to explain everything, Mikah dropped the name 'Josephine' as if it was someone I should recognize?'
[...Yes. Josephine Hendry, a very famous enhanced violinist. Even though she could kill the entire audience at will, tickets to her performances sell out within minutes of becoming available. Strangely enough, it seems to add to her appeal for some people. Ah, her ability is sound manipulation, I'm sure you can see the relation. Supposedly, whenever she gets a cold she'll accidentally shatter glass when sneezing sometimes, I'm uncertain if that is purely rumored though. It's almost a good thing she wasn't around, the honor would have been wasted on you.]
'...You know, I was just thinking she sounds kinda cool and then you had to attack me like that. Too cruel.'
It seems that 427's pride was hurt a bit from needing to apologize, but he's in better spirits now after the casual insult. Lucas really is corrupting him, he earned this taunting laughter.
By now they've reached the second floor. Lucas completely disregards the normal suits and heads over towards the more distant enhanced section. As adventurous as they were with some of the normal clothing, there is a clear goal of more classic styles in regards to the suits.
Before they make it all the way to their goal, they're stopped by a service bot calling out to them.
"Good evening, honored guests. Would you perhaps require assistance with sizing?" As the bot asks this, he lifts up a small clipboard and a cloth measuring tape.
"Oh. Yes, actually. Thank you." Stopped in his tracks, Lucas turns to face the bot with a smile. Jonathan hadn't stopped right away and almost walks right into him.
'This is a bit of a delayed question, but uhh, do they have feelings? Or was that just Mikah's HR etiquette peeking through earlier?'
[They aren't programmed to have emotions, though as you may have guessed they often have some limited degree of sapience. Much easier to have them react to things in real-time than programming a fixed response for a ton of different scenarios. Having them constantly connected to the internet to look up how to respond in uncommon scenarios would just be asking for them to be hacked. Though, in regards to what I believe you were leading up to, there's no harm in being polite. Even if they don't necessarily feel it, they are aware of how people treat them.]
'Huh... I feel a little bad about kinda ignoring them most of the time now. Eh, it's not like I've actively been a dick though, that's probably already better than most.'
[Pretty much. Some people act a bit... Arrogant when they perceive that they have authority over something. Your predominantly neutral ambivalence is probably a higher standard than they're accustomed to.]
'Aaand now I feel bad for a different reason.'
[...Then I believe you know what to do. No harm in testing if AI can trigger GDV rewards. Just don't stand out too much, although there is something to be said for displaying a character trait of treating non-humans better than humans. It certainly works for Black Ash Snow.]
'...Animals definitely deserve it. But yeah, sure, for science, or something.'
[Truly motivational. I feel inspired.]
'I'd smack you right now if I could.'
[…I believe it. Heh.]
Lucas rolls his eyes as he's led into a fitting room to be privately sized. Outside, Jonathan quietly parks his butt on a padded bench to wait his turn.
Two sizings, some shopping around, and beginning to try a few things on later...
Nearly finished with putting on the first suit he's trying on, Lucas stands in front of the three-way mirror nearly as relaxed as he was up on the eighth floor. Over a white silk shirt with silver buttons, the classic cut black suit jacket is still unbuttoned as he starts knotting up a red satin tie, barely paying any attention to what he's doing.
[...I was ready to give you instructions. I'm surprised, you seem to know what you're doing?]
'Eh? Yeah, I had to wear a suit for work most of the time, a tie all the time. This is nothing. You know how easily I get bored, I learned a ton of different style knots to keep things interesting.'
Before long, a neat full Windsor knot has come into being. It's a bit short though.
'Whoops, I guess I'm a bit taller now. Whatever, I doubt Jon could tie his own anyway.'
[Honestly, I'm a bit impressed. Normally, the ways you remind me that you're not the original person are... Not in your favor.]
Loosening the knot a bit, he slides it up over his head so he can hand it off to Jonathan, whom he assumes should be nearly ready as well.
'I can't even be insulted, you're right. But really, of all the things that could be surprising to know from my previous life, this feels pretty underwhelming. Some isekai knowledge I have, bah.'
[Ise-what?]
'Nevermind.'
[…]
'Seriously, it's nothing.'
[...Then there's no harm in telling me?]
Lucas chokes back a laugh, trying not to seem like a lunatic to the outside world.
'Isekai. It's from another language that you wouldn't be familiar with. Uhh, it's a type of fiction of someone going to another world and they'll often have some kind of special benefit. The knowledge benefiting types usually can make lots of money off of it or something, hence why knowing a couple of different necktie knots is pretty lame.'
[...You know more than one language? I'm impressed, again.]
'What? Oh no, just random words here and there. I can't remember an ounce of the second language I learned back in high school...'
[...I appreciate the honesty.]
'You sound so clearly disappointed. Whatever, let's go see if Jon is ready.'
Holding the pre-knotted tie in his left hand, Lucas pushes aside the cloth covering for the fitting room, stepping out in front of the patiently waiting service bot. The bot is carrying a few other suits for him to potentially try on, as well as some more ties. Lucas gives it a little nod with a smile and turns to face the room Jonathan is in.
"Hurry up in there brat. I'm sure you can't tie a tie so don't bother trying." The guilty-sounding yelp he gets in response seems to confirm Lucas's suspicions.
Not long after, Jonathan stiffly pulls the cloth covering for his fitting room open. With a slightly wrinkled navy blue satin tie in his hands, he's wearing the same style suit as Lucas. Every fiber of his being seems to be expressing discomfort, as if he's afraid of really moving much.
Nearly smacking Jonathan in the face, Lucas holds out the red tie in his hands, openly laughing at how nervous Jonathan is. This doesn't help Jonathan's comfort levels whatsoever.
Claiming the wrinkled tie in exchange, Lucas remembers to actually gauge the length this time before tying it, instead of operating on subconscious muscle memory.
"Oh, you tied this for me? Thanks!" Jonathan pulls the tie on and into place, fussing with it a bit to get it tightened nicely, tucking the end of it into his already buttoned jacket. While it was short on Lucas, it's a bit too long now on Jonathan.
"Heh, check this out." Lucas now begins a more complex series of motions, this time paying full attention to his own hands as he does it. Before very long, there's now a perfectly even-knotted trinity knot.
[Well, at least you're good at it, even if it's not a very profitable ability.]
'It's more satisfying than I expected to get a genuine compliment from you.'
[...You're welcome?]
At the beginning of the tying process, Jonathan had a bit of an excited look, about halfway through his eyes practically glazed over. Yeah, he's not going to remotely try doing that anytime soon, thank you very much.
Seeing his reaction, Lucas can't resist laughing again.
"Don't worry, all the ones with the interesting knots up top are hard to do. There's plenty of easier ones you can learn, no problem. Also, what are you all wound up over?" Lucas finally buttons up his jacket as he finishes asking this.
"Oh, um, well suits are always so... You know. Stiff. I feel like I'm gonna pull a seam or something if I move too much." Jonathan jumps a bit when he was first called out, defaulting to fidgeting a little bit by the end of his answer.
He gets a low chuckle from Lucas this time.
"That's the whole reason we went straight to the enhanced section, go on, run around. Look." As he says this, Lucas makes a show of rolling his shoulder and flexing a bit, the material of the suit shifts and stretches as needed, appearance neat and professional the whole time.
Realizing that it is actually legit, Jonathan's face lights up a bit as he decides to test it out. A moment later there is a blur and Jonathan's previous location is empty.
After a few more seconds pass he comes back. The only noticeable differences are his now slightly different position, his mildly messed up hair, and the two pairs of designer sunglasses in his hands.
Now grinning broadly, he hands one of the pairs of sunglasses over to Lucas, putting the other on himself. Throughout this process, the service bot is completely unfazed by their actions.
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Lucas kills this chapter: 0
Lucas total kills: 6
Lucas deaths this chapter: 0
Lucas total deaths: 6
Lucas current GDV: 4.52 (+.01 +.01 = +.02 net change)
Jonathan current GDV: .76
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Little character theater:
Jonathan, happily posing in front of a mirror next to Lucas: Hehe, the suit really makes the villain. Too cool.
Lucas, also doing matching poses: ...It really does make you feel kinda bad-ass, doesn't it?
427, rather amused by their antics: [Why does it feel like you didn't need to buy all those clothes, and should have just gotten a ton of suits?]
Author, shaking their head repeatedly: Having some regular clothes is a good idea too, don't listen to him.
Mr. Quacks, very agreeably: Quack. (He still gets the final word.)
After a bout of comical posing, Lucas's attention returns to reality. Once again aware of the presence of the patiently waiting service bot, he loudly clears his throat before speaking."Ah, yes. Very good, we'll be wanting several each. Does it cost anything extra for putting in custom orders?" Given his cadence and choice of words, one could almost forget how ridiculous he was being mere seconds ago. But not quite, it was just too much.He'd probably deny it all the way to his grave, but Lucas is rather enjoying the absurdity of superpowers in this world, and this new villain lifestyle. You can get away with anything."Only the cost of modifications selected would affect pricing. The suits available in-store ready-made are largely to allow distinguished villains to t
[Hmm, that greeting from the raven might not have been for your benefit. Seems it caught Black Ash Snow's attention and he's on his way from the back room.]'I can sorta understand getting MF's attention between the rainbow disaster and how much money I spent, but I really don't know why Ash is in on it too.'[Who could say?]The raven seems to have become greatly agitated all of a sudden, hopping from side to side while making a grand display of flapping its wings. With its croaking squawks of varying intensity, it seems to feel the cause is urgent.'What's got him all riled up all of a-'As Lucas turns his attention from the fluffy cut
"What!? No no no, there's gotta be a healer right? You know where there's a healer near here, right!?" With his eyes ringed in red, Jonathan's voice cracks as it raises in pitch towards the end of asking Mind Flare this. While Jonathan had originally been near Lucas on the side of the truck opposite Mind Flare, he had dashed over at full speed and is now face to face with him. Or at least, as close as he can be, considering their height difference.'This is pretty painful to watch, even if I know it's not going to be the end result... But seriously, not now Jon. You're not helping, urg.'[Well, he certainly gets full marks for intent.]While Mind Flare had a bit of a thoughtful look on his face when Lucas made his request, it has softened into genuine pity as
Understanding how selective Lucas is with his hostility, Jonathan briefly recalls how he had previously used similar wording regarding the two men he threw onto the subway tracks. Also, the strange sharp gasp he made shortly beforehand. Making this connection, he doesn't question further and does actually go over to attempt to open the driver's side door, the angrily yelling man inside warily watching him through the window.Unfortunately, Jonathan's strength proves insufficient to open the door thanks to the way the metal has warped from the collision. As Jonathan continues to struggle with the bent metal, Lucas has coughed a few more times and walks over, choking back any expressions pertaining to the miserable state of his arms.Mind Flare and Josephine have also finally finished making their way over.
As Wraith Hunter continues speaking with the super-villains present, Lucas's attention is still on Mikah. Watching him closely, Lucas is trying to gauge if he heard anything incriminating from his location at the far end of the crosswalk.Beside him, Jonathan makes a quiet startled noise and jumps slightly, then looks up at Lucas wide-eyed. He goes to reach up and touch his arm, then catches himself just before he does so, instead, he starts tugging on the edge of his shirt to get his attention.Off to the side, largely ignored, Black Ash Snow is half watching the interaction between Lucas and Jonathan, but it's more out of general disinterest in the conversation that is happening rather than any real focus. While he's curious about what happened and why the truck is clearly aimed at his store, he's far too awkward to interje
Being predominantly unfazed by the projectile truck parts, Mind Flare and Josephine are both standing nearby. They're busy chuckling at the driver shoved down into the street, serving as a cushion for Lucas. An equally amused Jonathan is also nearby, although he is busy trying to think of a reason to go looking for Wraith Hunter."An acquaintance of yours?" Mind Flare can't help asking Lucas in a voice full of good humor."Nah, but I saw the way he was driving this way. I mean come on, think of the puppies. The nerve, seriously." Lucas shifts his position so he's now sitting cross-legged and tilts his head a bit. While bearing a raised brow, he looks up at Mind Flare. "Think he's got something against Black Ash Snow?"The driver yells something incoherent into the crus
[Incoming. Bzzt...]Wraith Hunter, Mark, and Josephine all fall into an incredibly similar conversation loop as the last cycle. As this is going on, Mikah has begun making his way outside.One main difference, well, apart from Lucas and Jonathan's differences, is that Dan actually got included. Feeling less awkward this time, even with the bird nesting on top of his head, he tries to get more information out of Lucas."Well, I guess I owe you a thank you. I'm sure you know who I am, but I fear it isn't mutual?" As Dan cautiously ventures into the terrifying realm of starting a conversation with a human, Mark can't help paying a bit of attention to their interaction. It's not every day he gets to see his antisocial friend start up small talk with an impulsive goof and a
Now wielding a small rectangle of simultaneously dangerous yet valuable cardboard, Lucas and Jonathan finally manage to break away from the congregation of supervillains. Supervillains who are still hanging out in the middle of the road next to the truck, continuing to divert traffic. Mark has even posted some selfies to his Mind Flare social media accounts while posing in front of Franz pinning down the imprisoned driver. All while also tagging Black Ash Snow's accounts as well, of course.Lucas doesn't even need to wonder when he's far enough away from Mikah.[What the HELL Lucas!? You know we need to onboard Jonathan! You saw how much of a threat being careless around those supervillains can be! Why would you just casually give your plans to Mikah like that!? Now you are socially obliged to let all of those supervillains k
Lucas and Jonathan—dressed decently but nowhere near as fancy as yesterday—are most of the way to Cat’s Paw Cafe, pointedly not utilizing the stinky subway station to get there.‘Ya know, it’s been surprisingly peaceful, yeah? Though, not havin’ people gawk as much as yesterday is kinda nice. All that attention was gettin’ old fast.’[Ahem, well, fortunately, Boss System approved my long-term task priority filtering proposal.]‘Oh? Whassat?’[Compared to before, now it requires an opt-in before being bombarded with every single task in range. Before receiving alerts—and therefore penalties for ignoring them—we’ll run the calculations of the tasks’ estimated impact vs. potential unwanted attention. This effectively weeds out a majority of minor tasks—plus some moderate ones—by accounting for how suspicious it would be for you to know the event was taking place, let alone be believably compelled to interfere. I knew there was no need to ask if you were interested in activating it immedi
Once the allotted thirty minutes have passed—precisely down to the second—427 tentatively undeafens Lucas. At first, all he can hear is a booklet’s pages being flipped through, followed by Lucas grumbling.Hesitantly removing the remaining sensory suppressions one at a time, 427 nearly sighs with relief upon discovering that Lucas is standing in the kitchenette by the new automatic drip coffee maker—thankfully dressed—in the midst of poorly attempting to demystify its instruction manual.‘How the hell is this so complicated?’[Ah, making good on your promise to Jonathan?]‘Oh, thank fuck; yer back. Took ya long enough.’[…Hello, again, to you, too.]‘Yeah, yeah, yeah. Welcome back. So, anywho, can ya scan through this or somethin’ and tell me how to use it?’[…I already looked up the instructions from everything’s model numbers earlier. First, measure out—]427 guides Lucas through measuring and grinding a serving’s worth of coffee beans and setting it up in the machine with such in-d
For a few peaceful minutes, Lucas delights in demolishing the delicious delicatessen delivery. As Jonathan reaches for his coffee cup to gauge if it’s cool enough for a sane person to drink, he ends up cutting himself off with a yawn, earning a side-eye from Lucas.“Hey, ya barely got any sleep, yeah? Instead of havin’ caffeine, shouldn’t ya go take a nap?” Upon Lucas’s question, Jonathan pauses, looking at the contents of his mug with an obvious longing. “I’ll make ya a fresh one in like half an hour; I’m sure 427 can figure out howta use whatever newfangled machine ya got,” Lucas continues, his eyes also fixed on the beverage.[…I suppose I appreciate your vote of confidence.]Jonathan’s gaze lingers on the coveted coffee for a moment before he sets it back on the table. As soon as he lets go of it, Lucas lays his claim upon it.“Um, o-okay, yeah. I just, um, sh-should take a shower first,” Jonathan stammers as he stands.Lucas hums an agreement around a mouthful of coffee.[Did y
Thankfully, there are no further interruptions during the rest of this round of deliveries. Or even during the next one, either.Once Jonathan finally has the fourth and final load of freight, he makes a detour to a delicatessen. More specifically, the one where he previously purchased yesterday’s breakfast.After equally uneventfully acquiring milk, third breakfast for himself, and first breakfast for Lucas—since he’d totally only eat sugary baked goods if real food wasn’t conveniently available—he makes his way home.With his back to the recently re-locked front door, Jonathan reclaims the last armload of supplies as he looks at Lucas’s still-shut bedroom door.‘…Our food will still be too hot to eat for a little while; I’ll make some coffee first.’Jonathan may or may not be making up excuses to keep putting off waking up Lucas in the hopes that he’ll do so on his own, knowing full well that he probably won’t.While taking longer than necessary to decide which appliance to christen
“Ah! Um…” Jonathan’s face scrunches up a bit as he looks over his pending purchases.‘Can we at least turn off tasks while my hands are full? I really don’t want to drop everything and have it get broken or stolen by the time I get back to it… It will be annoying enough having to run back and forth a bunch.’[Requesting temporary task suppression… Permission granted; disregarding minor tasks for one hour at no penalty, effective immediately.]Jonathan barely represses his urge to sigh with relief.Before Ji Soo works up the nerve to express concern over Jonathan’s vacant stare at the wall behind the service bot, Jonathan’s attention returns to reality and redirects to said bot.“Um, c-could you hold some of it for a few minutes once I’m done paying? I-I won’t take long… Like, five minutes?” Before fidgety Jonathan even finishes asking his question, the bot is already nodding.“Certainly. Do you wish to use a private scanning kiosk to complete your order?”‘I’m surprised it’s even an
Jonathan, however, doesn’t hear the utterance of recognition. Unaware, he continues his quest for a coffee maker.A short time later, Jonathan stands--while quietly grumbling--before a row of two-in-one coffee/espresso machines.Behind him is a sea of drip coffee machines, with cold press equipment further off to the side. Alongside the arrangement of two-in-ones sits a selection of espresso machines, both automatic and semi-automatic.‘How are there so many!? What even are the differences? Wait, no, don’t answer that. The technical details will probably just be even more confusing.’[Understood.]Although Jonathan notices movement in his peripheral vision, he doesn’t outwardly react to the recent arrival at the end of the aisle. Instead, he pulls out one of the two-in-one machines set at eye level, rotating it so he can read the back of the box.“Ah! Don’t get one of those! That entire line is overpriced trash,” the newcomer blurts out, muffled by the layers of carbon-filter fabric f
After the harrowing--see also; totally normal--experience of getting his hair professionally cut, Jonathan blinks a few times as he looks himself over in the mirror. ‘Oh, wow. That’s way better.’ He’s now sporting a long-top, backswept, tapered hairstyle with a rounded back. Given how clearly tense he was throughout the entire cutting process, a trendy skin fade would have fairly obviously been too much for his liking. After giving Jonathan a few moments to make his mental evaluations, one of the hairdresser’s dreadlocks uses a soft-bristle brush to clear away the loose hair clippings around the collar of the barber cape. A few other coils of his hair organize the various tools he used, setting them aside for cleaning. Meanwhile, he quickly sweeps aside the bulk of the rogue tufts of hair on the ground in a much more conventional hands-on-broom method as he uses the mirror to make eye contact with Jonathan again. “Lookin’ good, mon. Well? Whaddya tink?” His question pulls Jonath
Once Jonathan is finally en route to the hairdresser...[Safe distance from Mikah’s power detected. Alert; you have exceeded 10 GDV. You have one enhancement available.]‘Oh! Um, you said before that rank three vision should be good enough to see through Maria’s powers, right?’[Correct, rank three should be sufficient as long as her target is in motion. Rank four would be necessary to see anything stationary, given the current strength of her powers. Please be aware that going beyond rank three for any individual enhancement has additional requirements.]‘Three should be good enough to avoid most of her pranks... Use my upgrade on vision.’[Please confirm that you would like rank two vision.]‘Yeah.’[Understood. Please close your eyes during calibrations to avoid nausea.]Jonathan slows from running at enhanced speed into a normal-paced jog for a few steps, then stops and shuts his eyes.[Bzzt... Calibrations complete.]He opens his eyes and looks around, blinking several times.‘Wo
The duo’s fiery funnel further forces the growing multi-car pile-up towards the middle of the street for a few seconds longer. Finally, the flames falter and fade. After a short delay, the wind wanes as well.‘Oh, I shouldn’t give them any extra reasons to think I’m a threat.’Jonathan swiftly shuts and pockets his switchblade as he follows the sidewalk. While doing so, his attention flicks between the ongoing chaos in the street and the front door of Howling Cartographer’s HQ lobby.Ashley steps through the door with Jason right behind her. They both take a moment to appreciate their destructive handiwork with smug expressions. Considering that Jonathan is conspicuously the only person still in the immediate vicinity, they quickly focus on him.Before either of them manage anything beyond a glare, Jonathan raises both hands in a submissive gesture, showing that he isn't wielding a weapon. "I-I just wanted his gun!"Ashley's exposed eye squints with amusement, the not hair-hidden cor