As the transaction is finalized and all purchases besides the phones themselves are bagged, Jonathan has set about filling his contact list with the information from the impromptu supervillain social circle symposium last night. Unfortunately, his super-speed doesn't do him much good with most technology as the majority of devices can only accept so many inputs at any given moment.
For the rest of that time period, apart from finalizing payment, Lucas is busy giving Willy a photo shoot, trying to decide on wallpaper for his phone.
In the end, the victorious photo is a shot of Willy sprawled out on his back with his legs up in the air. He's curled into a C shape, he has the pseudo-Josephine resting on his stomach, the imitation Mind Flare across his chest, the artificial Black Ash Snow sideways between his teeth, and last but
After spending some time contemplating Willy's hardships, Lucas's mind wanders off in another direction.'...Hey, so Jon hates his family name, yeah?'[It seems like it? You could just ask him?]'Well, could I just like, become his legal guardian or something, and he gets my name instead?'[...Given that you are considered a full-grown adult and he is a minor, I don't see why not. Ah, though becoming only a legal guardian wouldn't terminate his parent's current rights. Even though they disowned him, there is a chance they did not do so legally. Heh, did we make enough son jokes that you started to take it seriously?]'Hey, each and e
After a few more minutes of tormenting Jonathan, Lucas's interest has finally started to fade in regards to his trolling. Still holding the phone up in the air, he reaches up with his other hand and gently presses down on the top of Jonathan's head to stop him from jumping around anymore."Okay, okay. Funs over, I promise I won't send it to anyone. Don't make me delete it though, it's hilarious." As Lucas soothes the pouting young teen, he slowly lowers his arm, making sure Jonathan isn't about to snatch the phone out of his hands."You... You better not! Jerk!" The sulking boy finally quits flailing around, crossing his arms over his chest to demonstrate his mopey cooperation.Since his hand is already primed and ready, Lucas makes a point of messing up Jonathan's hai
Thanks to the two ladies' interruptions, Jonathan hasn't actually had a chance to get very far in the check-in procedures over at the self-service kiosk. Please disregard the fact that most of the interruption was in the form of him being doubled over in laughter at the creative insult-compliment hybrid that was sent Lucas's way.Lucas, being the oversized man-child that he is, sticks his tongue out and blows a raspberry at Miss Masher before turning his back to her and going over to check on Jonathan's progress, if it could properly be called that.Behind him, she snorts and stalks over in the direction of the glasses-wearing woman. Once she's in close range, she starts a low conversation with the other woman.As Lucas leans over Jonathan's shoulder, it's his turn for
"Ah! There it is, Renouncing Familial Relations, FI-062. Eh, might as well get everything together so you can fill it all out at once. All right, next up, adoption..." As the glasses-wearing woman works on getting all of the forms needed, a small printer near her has started spitting out several pages of densely filled paper.As more and more pages are spit out by the earnest little machine, Lucas's facial expression keeps gradually sinking.'No wonder they didn't bother formally disowning him.'[I imagine more people would actually fill out the paperwork for things if they just streamlined it a bit. Though, at least the printed text is large enough to be legible. Chances are, a lot of the form is just a bunch of elaborate workarounds to prevent various loopho
Lucas takes a few moments, seeming to be lost in his own deep contemplation, the keyword being 'seeming'."Ahem, well, we won't have the money all at once, but between me and Jon, we'll have a decent amount on a monthly basis... Given some plans we have. Would you happen to know some rough estimates we could expect to see?" As Lucas manages a reasonable enough choice of words, Miss Calculated taps a few more times before finally stopping."I don't know how big of a headquarters you were thinking of having, nor how high end, but if we're just talking about the orphanage... One moment." She pulls a tablet computer over and starts digging up some information, pausing on occasion to do some mental calculations. After a few seconds, she gets a self-satisfied smile and nods once before continuing to speak.
[Honestly, at this point she's already pretty suspicious, you might as well just admit how lazy you are. I wouldn't offer up claiming to be a late bloomer for your powers, but if she brings it up, don't bother denying it.]'Wha- Hey! I'm not that out of shape!'[Round is a shape. I'm pretty sure the only reason you aren't overweight is purely because of your metabolism, you're going to be in trouble the moment it slows down.]'HEY!'[I'm a little impressed the original lived as long as they did without being a supe.]'You're having way too much fun with this now.' Jonathan jumped a bit when the real Miss Calculated suddenly scolded Miss Chievous, looking up at her right away. He already had a furrowed brow and was biting his lip while trying to decipher the legal-jargon-packed paperwork, and this expression doesn't lighten in the least bit once his attention is diverted.His attention briefly shifts off to the side where Miss Chievous and Willy are sprawled out nearby on the corner of the carpet, then back up to Miss Calculated who is currently approaching Lucas and Miss Masher. After a few seconds, his expression has melted slightly from confusion to contemplation, turning into an expression of enlightenment after further thought. Whether he figured it out himself, or he needed assistance from 011, is only known by the two of them.Noticing that her attention is on the phone in Lucas'I'd Like to Change My Reincarnation Subscription, Please Ch63 - Pupper Pepperoni
Once Miss Masher has gained the phone all to herself, she sinks back into the plush velveteen material of the couch and leisurely amuses herself with watching the feats of strength a few more times, cackling occasionally.Lucas's desire to pamper his four-legged friend surpasses his pride, so he goes back over to his original couch and sits down next to Willy, opposite Miss Calculated.As Willy's loyalties are being tested by the continuous stream of salami, pepperoni, chorizo, prosciutto, soppressata, gouda, multiple kinds of cheddar, triple cream brie, blue cheese, and the various assorted cracker to carry it all, it is pulled back on track once Lucas has joined in the procession.For about every three or four snacks that are delivered to Willy's patiently waiting mo