Chapter 123
<span style="font-weight:400">Sonya slurped at her drink, leaning against the rail of the patio outside of her beach house. She watched the aspirants enjoy themselves as the sun continued to move further and further down. She wished she could have joined them in the water herself but a single thought back to thest time she attempted to jump into the water made her pause and frown. She sipped irritably at her drink as the slightly taller woman next to her nced over and gave her a teasing look.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Thinking back to the cannonball?” Ca asked quietly, holding her hand over her mouth to hide her grin.
<span style="font-weight:400">Sonya slurped a bit louder while Ca snickered, narrowing her eyes as a bit of red rose to her ears. It turned out that adding so much density to her muscles, brain, bones, everything, with a new total of twenty-two sub abilities in Deus Ex Machina made her weigh quite a bit more than the average youngdy of her height and build. The obvious result of still moving normally despite this, leaping into the air, anding down at speed, meant that the ssh had been rather dramatic. Her eyebrow twitched as the memory of the nk stares of her close friends watching her from the beach came back. They’d been soaked by the fallout.
<span style="font-weight:400">She huffed and cracked a grin, <i><span style="font-weight:400">Okay it was pretty funny, </i><span style="font-weight:400">she thought with a snicker and leaned forward against the railing. “It''s about what… five now, right?” She murmured thoughtfully. Of course she had the time on her HUD, but she couldn’t just know the time perfectly off the top of her head,” She set her cup down and brushed her hair back, checking her wrist watch, “Mhm, five on the dot,” She said, “Look at that,” She nced over at Ca, “Do you think they’ve had enough time to think about their actions?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Ca inclined her head, “Miss Chernovna, I think you’re being most lenient.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Sonya turned to face her, “Aw, you tter me,” She said and reached up to y with Ca’s hair, “Would you like to make them wait a little longer…?” She trailed off as her lip twitched. Ca’s did the same and they both trembled from repressedughter. She cleared her throat, “H-how about until nightfall?” She grabbed her sides, “W-we could–” She burst intoughter, “Oh I can’t do it,” Sheughed and waved her hands, “Enough, enough!”
<span style="font-weight:400">She and Ca turned around to rest their backs on the railing, Sonya snatching up her cup. The two of them looked at the group lined up against the exterior of her beach house in narrow ck restraints. Eight aspirants who had gotten it into their heads that they wanted one more childish hurrah before bing full heroes. They just so happened to all be people she was signing on with ASTA as well. <i><span style="font-weight:400">Not a coincidence, </i><span style="font-weight:400">she thought. She couldn’t me them, she honestly would have done the same thing. Which was why a three hour time-out was the extent of their punishment. She grinned at them and tilted her head, “Was it worth it?” She asked yfully as she held out her hand to Ca who dutifully handed her the remote for the restraints Amos had designed. She hit the button and they came loose.
<span style="font-weight:400">ck ropes of pseudo-stic fell down around the feet around the eight young adults. She scanned their faces. John was as cid as always. Greg looked world weary. Alex couldn’t stop grinning. Ollie looked ashamed. Val smirked and shrugged. Lily and Snow were still flushed from thepromising way they’d been caught. Then there was Cassiopeia, her little Taurus. She was smiling. She’d had fun despite the punishment that hade afterward. Sonya met her eyes and gave her a warm smile of her own before looking over the others, she stopped at John, “Good to see you went and had some fun, John. Next time try not to get into trouble while doing it, okay?” She suggested.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Mm,” John nodded before blinking and correcting himself, “Was worthwhile, it was a beautiful kitchen.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You liked it?” Sonya asked, “Good! Then you can work in the kitchen tonight with the rest of the staff to help prepare for dinner.”
<span style="font-weight:400">John nodded, “Yes ma’am.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Sonya cupped her chin, “What about the rest of you, did you enjoy exploring Dr. Carter’s little yground?” She asked with a grin. “Speaking of which, who’s idea was this?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Mine,” Val said holding up his hand, “I got the others in on it and we dragged Greg in,” He said and rubbed his neck.
<span style="font-weight:400">Sonya nodded, “Thank you for that, Val. I appreciate it,” She said with a smile, “Please join John in the kitchen tonight.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Val grinned awkwardly, “That’s fair, yes ma’am.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She tilted her head and looked over at Cass, “You joined them?” She asked with amusement.
<span style="font-weight:400">Cass brightened a little, “I overheard them talking about it and well,” She squeezed her hands together, “It sounded like fun, and a challenge, and I wanted to see so I just went for it,” She flushed and looked down at her hands. “It was fun, I like them.”
<span style="font-weight:400">The others looked at Cass with surprise, Lily and Ollie the only two that gave her a more normal smile. Sonya felt a little relief wash over her, “Good,” Sonya said, “Very good. You still have to work in the kitchen tonight though.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Cass stuck her tongue out a little and scratched her head, “Got it.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She nced at Ollie and raised her eyebrow, “You join those three, Ollie. I hope it satisfied your curiosity.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Ollie looked a bit despondent, “I got so swept up… it- I just-” He stammered, “It was so exciting.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She had a feeling it was like that, curiosity was his single driving force and he was prone to getting excited and getting carried away. It was in his nature, so she didn’t begrudge him, but she did think he needed to learn a little restraint. She let out a breath and moved on to Alex and Greg, “Now for Alex, I assume you were the first to hop on the bandwagon with Val? You’re one hell of a hype man.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Alex grinned, “What can I say? It was worth it, damn that ce is so freakin’ cool!” He barked out augh and leaned back a bit, “I’m mad jealous. I’d love to see it again when everythings done.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It’s a prototype for my new house,” Sonya said, “I’ll invite you if you get your license,” Sonya added with a smirk before tilting her head, “You’re still in trouble though. Beach cleaning.”
<span style="font-weight:400">He saluted quickly, “You got it!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Good,” Sheughed and looked over at Greg, “Stand up for yourself more,” She said tly, “You want to be a logistics specialist and a leader, don’t you?” She asked, “Sometimes that requires being firm.”
<span style="font-weight:400">He let out a breath and squared his shoulders, looking up at her and meeting her eyes, “Yes ma’am. I will.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Beach Cleaning,” Sonya said and he nodded. She turned finally to the red-faced Snow and Lily. Neither of them could meet her eyes for a moment so she waited until they squirreled up their nerves and looked back at her. She smirked and held her hand up over her mouth to restrain a bit ofughter, “Girls I-” She snorted, “I want to say you’ve been punished enough,” She started and snickered again getting a few odd looks from the others, “B-but, I’m gonna need you two to do some beach cleaning. Understood?”
<span style="font-weight:400">They both lowered their heads, “Yes ma’am…” They said in unison. It sounded like Snow was getting a little better with her voice timing, at least.
<span style="font-weight:400">Sonya put her hands on her hips. “Alright, you little sneaks are dismissed. You’ve got an hour to breathe before I put you to work,” She said and waved them off before ncing at Greg, “Yourdy friend was looking for you. I suggest you track her down and exin where you’ve been.”
<span style="font-weight:400">His eyes bulged and he darted off, “Thank you Miss Chernovna!” He called back as he hustled out towards the beach. His action seemed to open the flood gates and they all split up, going their separate ways to get a little more fun out of the afternoon before they had to work off their earlier mischief. Sonya watched them go before ncing at Cassiopeia who stayed behind.
<span style="font-weight:400">“They’re good people,” Sonya said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“They are,” Cass nodded and frowned, “I’m sad.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That you missed out on a month with them?” Sonya asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">Cass’ shoulders fell, “Yeah,” She said quietly before looking back at Sonya, “I saw my sister on the screen in your office, I froze. I can’t even think when I see her, if it wasn’t for Ollie pulling me away I don’t know what I would have done. I practically cked out.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It’s not time for you to face her,” Sonya said tly, checking her surroundings with her senses to make sure no one was listening in, “It’s only been a month. You can’t be expected to make that kind of break-through in so little time. You need to find your own strength and courage, your own reason to fight that can give you the will to stand on your own two feet,” Sonya said and looked towards the retreating distant figures, “People you can trust to have your back, for example.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’d feel better with-” Cass started but Sonya held up a hand to forestall her, “-I’m sorry.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Sonya shook her head, “It’s ready for you, but you aren’t ready for it,” Sonya said, “You’ll know when you’re ready.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Cass nodded, “I’ll be patient,” She said with a breath before looking up at the beach, “I’m worried about Ollie, I barely know him, but I saw him talking with that man, they’ve been talking a lot recently,” She rubbed her arms, “He helped me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Sonya’s lip twitched and rose into a bit of a smile. She nced towards the beach herself, “I’ll keep an eye on it as well. You just focus on being a good friend to him, he’s a smart guy, I have a feeling you don’t need to worry about him too much,” Sonya said and tilted her head, “Believe it or not, out of all the aspirants at the camp, that young man is one I have a particrly good feeling about.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Cass rubbed her arms, “If you say so, I just-” She mumbled. Sonya smiled at the poor thing, she developed attachments so quickly. It was a strength and a curse.
<span style="font-weight:400">Sonya rest her hand on her hip to give off a stronger air of confidence, smirking a little. She flipped her hair and winked, “Call it instinct.”
<span style="font-weight:400">–
<span style="font-weight:400">Ollie deviated from the path, his mind a swirl of thoughts. There was so much hidden beneath the surface back in the beach house. He twisted his fingers together, <i><span style="font-weight:400">There was so much there but I still feel guilty, I bent Miss Chernovna’s trust. That was wrong of me, but it was so exciting!</i><span style="font-weight:400"> He thought breathlessly before reaching into his pocket and pulling out his notepad to check his notes. He ran his fingers over the notes and flipped it open, reading carefully. Some of it was so small, little details, little considerations. Lines that didn’t connect. He felt like he was looking at a massive puzzle and was only holding a tenth of the whole thing.
<span style="font-weight:400">He nced over his shoulder, <i><span style="font-weight:400">She didn’t say a thing,</i><span style="font-weight:400"> he thought. <i><span style="font-weight:400">Miss Mint was right there and she didn’t say a thing either. I’m on probation. One slip up. I got carried away. That should have been it for me. One infraction and I would have gone back to prison.</i><span style="font-weight:400"> He bit his lip, <i><span style="font-weight:400">Neither of them said a word. </i><span style="font-weight:400">He cleared his throat and closed his notes as he heard footstepsing through the trees. He stopped and looked towards the source, spotting a pair of glowing blue eyes gleaming from within the trees. That was when <i><span style="font-weight:400">he </i><span style="font-weight:400">stepped out.
<span style="font-weight:400">Ollie reactivated his power. He’d told no-one, only Madame Rouge knew, but his ability could remember those it touched. It wasn’t something that hade to him right away, but a month of practice and studying his power had brought the function out. He looked at the man before him and saw hundreds of blood-red threads. <i><span style="font-weight:400">Murders</i><span style="font-weight:400">. He controlled his face, maintaining as timid an exterior as he could. His eyes shifted only microscopically to look down at the man''s feet and saw the thick ck thread going down into the earth. <i><span style="font-weight:400">Enmity, with the whole world.</i><span style="font-weight:400"> There was another thick ck thread as well, pointing back at the beach house. <i><span style="font-weight:400">Miss Chernovna. It’s strange, how does he seem so obsessed with earning her favor when their karmic thread is ck? </i><span style="font-weight:400">He met the man’s eyes.
<span style="font-weight:400">Marc swept back his blonde hair and smiled, “Ollie! How was your little adventure?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Ollie brightened, “It was very informative, Mister Mallory!” He said and cleared his throat, “I-I mean, Marc,” He changed the phrasing when he caught a bit of a stare from Marc. Marc seemed pleased with his shift to submission.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Do tell,” Marc said with an eager grin.
<span style="font-weight:400">Ollie pulled out his notes, all misleadingly useful information. All the good stuff was in his head where it belonged. He handed the notepad over. Marc flipped it open and started to read, his smile widening even more. “I really think we’re going to make a good team, Ollie.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Call me Riot, sir,” Ollie said. <i><span style="font-weight:400">I’ll get close to him. I want to be an investigator after all. Once I get my license I’ll be off probation, after that, I’ll do whatever it takes to figure this guy out. </i><span style="font-weight:400">His gut twisted a little, <i><span style="font-weight:400">I just hope I don’t do something I can’t take back in the process.</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">Marc raised an eyebrow, “And you can call me Otis.”
<span style="font-weight:400">–
<span style="font-weight:400">Sonya stood in her office beneath the beach house, ncing thoughtfully at the map of the world that had the carter radar readings on it. The clouds of mana moving over the world were thinning out in ces while thickening in others. It was starting to look more and more like an all-over coverage of the. There were still ces that were nearly devoid of the ambient energy. <i><span style="font-weight:400">Will it simply form an even coat one day?</i><span style="font-weight:400"> She thought, <i><span style="font-weight:400">I don’t think that happened by the time things endedst time around, maybe it was because of all the dungeon breaks.</i><span style="font-weight:400"> She huffed and dismissed the morbid thought. She shifted her eyes and looked at the dot in the northwest United States. <i><span style="font-weight:400">Chunhua will be going to Seattle after the aspirants graduate, </i><span style="font-weight:400">she pursed her lips, <i><span style="font-weight:400">we need to talk before then. </i><span style="font-weight:400">Her expression eased into a smile, <i><span style="font-weight:400">Though I suppose I can say a little tonight, might be fun to embarrass her a little.</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">She huffed out a breath and walked over to the desk, running her fingers over the domed crystal. She felt it pull a bit of mana out of her body and the air and a vague sense of connection to it washed over her. She moved to her seat and rxed as the densework of fractals within the crystal shed and flickered, lights traveling through them so fast an ordinary eye couldn’t see it. A momentter, the air was filled with even more screens. It was a new kind ofputer, synchronized with her mana signature and mind. Denser than any type before it and the foundation for a whole new field of technology. Amos’ greatest creation to date and the culmination of his study of pandora-based materials and mana. Unfortunately the prototype was next to impossible for a normal human mind to utilize.
<span style="font-weight:400">She smiled smugly, <i><span style="font-weight:400">Good thing I’m not normal.</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">She waved her hand and everything was organized in front of her; detailed notes on the aspirants at every camp, their abilities, dreams, experience, skills and whatpanies were signing them. She’d snatched up quite a few for herself. <i><span style="font-weight:400">New abilities for the warehouse,</i><span style="font-weight:400"> she thought and leaned back in her seat, resting her chin on her knuckles with a small smile.
<span style="font-weight:400">“So many heroes born in just ten weeks, even with a low graduation rate,” She murmured, <i><span style="font-weight:400">The poption of heroes at this time in the previous timeline was barely a tenth of this. More heroes means more dungeons and monsters dealt with in less time. More importantly it leaves some to engage with viins to maintain a rivalry between the groups. </i><span style="font-weight:400">She hummed, <i><span style="font-weight:400">Though I might have to pump up the number of viins soon. The results have exceeded my expectations. Things are going well. </i><span style="font-weight:400">She narrowed her eyes, <i><span style="font-weight:400">I should expect problems soon. Can never be too careful.</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">She steepled her fingers and mentally dismissed the images before pulling up a single projection floating in front of her like a screen. Liberty and all her notes on the woman, <i><span style="font-weight:400">What are you nning, Liberty? What’s your next move? </i><span style="font-weight:400">Another projection appeared of Otis, <i><span style="font-weight:400">And you, you were so ipetent when you were young, weren’t you? What changed? When? How? You aren’t the man I remember, not yet. </i><span style="font-weight:400">Her gut twisted a little, <i><span style="font-weight:400">You will be, though. I can feel it. I’m running out of excuses not to sign him. I’ll need to do it soon otherwise it will look suspicious. Right now you’re in the palm of my hand, grow up well, you bastard. </i><span style="font-weight:400">She thought with a small grin before dismissing the images.
<span style="font-weight:400">She stretched, scratched her neck and gestured casually with her hand, a portal appearing to her left. Two presences stepped out and she nced over to see Marta and Barry standing there in vacationing clothes. She smiled at them brightly and turned, slipping off her chair and hopping to her feet with a chuckle, “How’s South China?” She asked, pulling Festival of Dionysus out of her warehouse.
<span style="font-weight:400">“It’s been lovely, Sonya, thank you,” Marta said with a chuckle, reaching up to put a hand on Barry’s arm.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Damn good day, had a nice dinner on the ocean, looking forward to the rest,” Barry said with a chuckle, “But we got business, don’t we, boss?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Sonya grinned, “That we do, you’ve worked hard Barry, and now it’s time for your reward,” She said holding out her hand, “I have a feeling it’ll be a doozy, so let''s talk sanctions so you can ease into it.”
<span style="font-weight:400">He took her hand, “Alright,y it on me boss.”
<span style="font-weight:400">–
<span style="font-weight:400">Sonya stepped out of the beach house into the dimming light. The aspirants and other instructors were already gathering around a fire pit they’d been working together to make. She brushed her hair back over her ear and rxed, “Marshmallows sound great right now.”
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