Sadde doesn't seem quite able to focus on homework at the moment. He's fidgeting, and sometimes stares off into space for long periods of time before James has to snap him out of it.
"I suppose," she says dubiously. "Would Piggot be on board with that? Especially... you know, with the reduced contingent."
"We are down to four, but we were down to four when Dauntless graduated, and there weren't any special adjustments to patrolling requirements then."
"And patrols usually don't find anything anyway. The cops call us if there's actually capes involved, if there aren't we're not at much of an advantage, I think it's much more constructive to do paramedical work."
"'Um' is 'I do not have the impression that the people in charge are the very best at agreeing with you.'"
"Well, what kind of resistance do you think I'll encounter?"
"No clue. For all I know I'm being paranoid. I mean, Piggot could say 'no that's not the best way to use her' and that would be that."
"True. But the downside potential of suggesting it is pretty low."
"And if I want to be really sneaky I make a call to the paramedic department first to ask if they'd be interested in the guise of not wanting to waste Piggot's time..."
"If I don't commit to anything with the paramedics? She might well pretend to."
Rewind gets an email: Are you interested in me trying to arrange a pilot program for an alternative patrol arrangement where you'd work with paramedics in your healing capacity?
"I wonder why she even started out villain. I mean, she's taken to this heroing thing pretty quickly."
It's a few days later. Glam is manning the console, Lorica's in her workshop, the other Wards and the heroes are out patrolling—they're quite understaffed.
So of course it should come as a surprise to no one when five ghostly images of Crusader surreptitiously float through the forcefield, then find and disable the forcefield generator.
Alarms go off, of course, and alerts to all the patrolling heroes and Wards go out, and the PRT squads on call erupt from the building. Glam's newly replaced shoulderbot relays more detailed information as it comes in.
Glam generates a copy and tells their shoulder not: "Sending a copy upstairs, I'll be at the console and watch it through the camera." They transfer the shoulderbot to the copy, and it flies towards the elevator.