"Oh hush, you're ruining my fun. Also she'd be great at it."

"Just her or do we get to set up an oligarchy? Hypothetically."

"You all can split up Australia and Africa however you want, and I'll throw in Japan as a signing bonus."

"Are there, like, people?"

"Shouldn't be -" she glances at Labyrinth, who is staring off into space "-yeah there aren't. Not yet anyways."

"I'd need to come up with something to let us do portals on our own, unless one of the mystery bunch turns out to conveniently do it on her own, and it's not that solidly in my wheelhouse."

"We'll be leaving this portal here I think, no need for you to be able to make your own. Though hopefully Flechette and Labyrinth can be persuaded to make more."

Faultline sighs, "We can discuss future payments for the Labyrinth side later. You know how to contact us." she says, leaving with Labyrinth. 

"It's... kind of a dumb place for a portal."

"Nah, Undersiders already own most of these buildings."

"What do you want from - us -"

To take over the world, of course.

She looks to Taylor for an answer, since this is not actually her call.

"Depends on your new powers, but I'm guessing we'll be expanding given this portal, and we'll need new capes if we want to cover more territory."

"Though now really isn't the time for this - I still have a PRT Director to deal with."

"Do you still have our phone?"

"Yes, though whether it's working is an open question."

"Well, email us with a clearer deal, just in case we can't get texts till we get new phones."

"Will do."

If that's all they will go around the stupidly placed portal and head home to explain to their parents.

Lorica asked for a place to put Echidna! And Tattletale provided one! As quickly as possible! Sure she could move it but that would require Faultline's cooperation to make the new one and that would cost even more money. 

While Tattletale figures out further portal logistics Skitter heads off to finish relocating personnel to a new base, since Tagg broke the last one.

It's a lot for their parents to adjust to, even after the whole, dying, coming back in somebody else's body, thing.

There's not really room for all six of them in the house. They put on six different outfits - that's most of their clothes, Lorica has always been pretty on top of doing laundry once a week - and pack the rest of their stuff.

Tinker Lorica assigns herself the nickname "Sarcina" and liberates Rete and assigns it to bring all their tech to the house she has it rent with some of the remaining Jack Slash money. It also sends the PRT a courtesy email about this since they're So Concerned about Unmaintained Tinker Tech.

Anchor-power Lorica names herself Castra and, as the least squishy and least clumsy member of the group so far as they currently know, heads out - pity she left her motorcycle, she'll pick that up on the way back - to return the blankets and shirts to the lady who lent them.

"Oh, hey, naked copy girl. Didn't expect to see you again."

"I just came to bring back your stuff, we got home and raided our own closet."

Must be a big closet.

"I hope whatever you were doing went well?"