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[anewlanguage]

[WARDEN FILTER:]

Do we have some kind of database about everyone's super powers, their best talents?

[PUBLIC:]

I'm thinking we need some excitement that won't mean getting our brains scrambled and our lives rearranged. Say, the Olympics, tailored for the Barge.

Comments

[warden filter]

[routemistress]

Not an official one. Babs keeps a database, mind. Kay did too, so do Dean and me.

[Iris' is in her head, but that counts.]

[text/private]

never going to stop being cheerful about seeing you on the warden filter

[private]

[anewlanguage]

You'd better be feeling some pride about it, sweetheart. I'd still be tucked up in Zero every other week if you hadn't kicked me into gear.

[It wasn't Iris's doing alone, of course, but he's happy to give her credit.]

[private]

[routemistress]

[She gives the credit mainly to Cain, Dean and Cass, but she's never unwilling to bask in compliments, and she smiles.]

I expect I 'elped. I'll write up all the powers I know about and send 'em to you and all. Doesn't 'urt to 'ave a central database we can all access.

I like this Olympics idea. Can we 'ave a few offbeat team events, d'you think? Use everyone's weird talents and specialties.

Re: [private]

[anewlanguage]

You read my mind. Any talent can be useful in a crisis; I want to get people thinking about that. Doesn't matter if we're not all super soldiers. Hell, the pie maker could take the Gold Medal and I wouldn't even be surprised.

[private]

[routemistress]

She lifts an eyebrow at his choice of phrase, because she can and has; and they both know she isn't now. It both pleases and worries her a little.

Ned only thinks 'e's useless. Daft bugger. That bloke's a miracle worker.

Re: [private]

[anewlanguage]

Really? Tell me what a Ned miracle looks like.

[private]

[routemistress]

Alpha, for one. That bloke broke my nose the day 'e arrived - I were bringing 'im a drink. 'E'd've killed me if I 'adn't been fast and lucky. Just 'cause I was there.

Ned worried 'e was doing a bad job the entire time. Alpha would've walked into fire for 'im. It was adorable. Ned's magic. And you're friends with 'im too so don't pretend you needed that question answered, mister.

Mind you, I'm drawing a blank on competitive events 'e'd shine at. Oh, I know one thing - let's do some forced teamworking. Teach these buggers 'ow to get along. Three-legged obstacle courses. No one finishes without they can move together.

[private]

[anewlanguage]

[He smirks, and scoffs softly.] Sure. But it's not a miracle I'm friends with him. I'm not a broken up psycho like Alpha.

And that's my idea, too; make 'em find ways to win besides the obvious. Give the ones who do teams a shot over the ones like me who could normally run circles around 'em.

[private]

[routemistress]

No. Not that. But anyone that's paid attention to Ned knows what I mean.

Scavenger 'unts as well, maybe. Practise resourcefulness and streamline research methods.

[private]

[anewlanguage]

You interested in lending a hand for all that? Designing the scavenger hunt, rewarding the victors?

[private]

[routemistress]

It's adorable that you think I'd've ever kept me fingers out of it, my love.

[But she does love to have been asked.]