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Sadde and Bell in Worm
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Sadde feels... strange. They poke that feeling this way and that, trying to make sense of it, and tentatively conclude their crush on Chelsea, with whom they hang out somewhat frequently, is the cause of it. And the fact that she's bi and Bella isn't. And she's so nice and pretty and cute and she gets them, and sure, Bella gets them, too, but it's—different somehow, even if they can't quite put a finger on what the difference is. It just is.

They don't have fights. There isn't conflict, per se, in the relationship. Just a sort of... unease. A loss of synchronicity. They're sure as soon as Chelsea goes (must she? She could stay...) everything will come back to normal, even as they fall further and further in love with her.

Unrelatedly, one day Lorica's patrolling and gets a report about a building near her where no one's answering any doors.

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Some of them are a bit less alive than just comatose. Other heroes and more officers arrive and scout the general area and the building, and other than the fact that Glam continues to fail to produce anything there (and doesn't mention to anyone they were trying) no further significant events occur.

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Well, that... could have gone worse. Or better, but still.

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It could. After all civilians have been evacuated and it has been determined that they are all in fact really comatose for real and not actually disguised people, they're all hauled off to the hospital attached to the PHQ. Heroes and the PRT squad continue to investigate the premises but no further clues about the powers of whoever decided this would be a fun prank to play are found. They return to headquarters to debrief.

What do they know about the powers involved?

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Bot-poofing, without being on the premises (or being undetectable to Lorica and bots alike). Shattering glass-and-such. Metabolic effects, see medical reports for more. It is unlikely that the skinned people were skinned manually; it would have taken a long time. Entire thing was very subtle; inactivity, not activity, was noticed.

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The medical reports suggest a deep coma with severe brain damage, with no external agents detected. It's not very likely any of those people will be waking up. And that is quite insufficient to determine much about the natures of the powers, but it does suggest more than one person, grab-bags of powers aren't typically that strong and versatile.

(...Glam doesn't mention the fact that it was copy-proofing in addition to poofing, because the hypotheses going through their mind are. Not very pleasant. They look fidgety and nervous.)

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Lorica will ask about that later.

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The combined effects suggest strong shaker, possible stranger but due to having completely eluded Lorica more likely breaker, blaster, or just shaker again. The skin and the coma suggest some kind of biokinesis.

And no one brings up the possibility that it might've been the Nine.

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Well. Lorica does. The quiet approach is uncharacteristic but the scale and brutality and the suddenly appearing on the scene are about right and the power array's not far off.

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Last confirmed sighting was pretty far from where they are, heading even farther away, and more recent alleged sightings seem consistent with that. Not to mention they're believed to be recruiting and Brockton Bay's somewhat short on capes at the moment (the Protectorate will be rearranging things and getting them new heroes when it can), and it doesn't really fit their M.O. A group of copycat killers are more likely, especially given that none of the applications of powers seen today really match any members of the Nine but they do match stereotypes of them.

(Fidget fidget.)

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...copycats are a possibility, admittedly.

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No one gives any more relevant suggestions or ideas. The files will temporarily refer to these killers as 'The Skinners' and written reports will of course be expected of everyone involved, to be filed by the following morning.

Glam slinks off as soon as they're dismissed.

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"Are you okay?" the shoulderbot asks.

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"...not really."

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"Do you want to talk about it?"

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They consider it. For a bit. They eventually settle on "I don't know."

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"...should you talk about it?"

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"What do you mean?"

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"Is it affecting you in a way that would potentially be better addressed with help even if obtaining help would not be fun."

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"I'm... no, I don't think so? Maybe? I need to think."

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"Sorry." Not "sorry, love," for some reason. They barely register the lack of the pet name.

They float back to their room.

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Lorica goes to her workshop.

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Sadde uncostumes and flops on her bed, then sighs and grabs her phone to browse a bit. Or just stare at it. She really doesn't like feeling ineffective, and someone shut down her power really effectively. And if she tells anyone they'll start questioning it and wondering what's up. But she could tell Bella, she knows all the everything about Sadde's power, she would be able to help.

...or she might think Sadde's losing her power, or her mind. Except that makes no sense, it clearly failed because of someone, the bots were popping one at a time. Except then they popped all at the same time, what the heck? But surely she didn't expect that to happen... did she? Her losing her mind would explain why she hasn't been feeling herself lately... But it's a bit too early to self-diagnose, isn't it? Yeah, it is, it'd be silly. She'll just... keep an eye on herself. And continue doing stuff as normal. Yes, she's fine.

"I'm fine," she declares to her shoulderbot, after about half an hour of deliberations.

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The remaining tenants of the apartment building are found a couple of days later. Or rather, the remaining tenants' remains are: Brockton Bay wakes up to thawing body parts littering its streets, aligned so as to form an enormous 9 on it, from a bird's eye view.

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