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[primedirector]

If they got taken away from you by the Admiral, technically I think they're powers.

I can get them back for you, I just. Need to know what you can actually do.

[trustinthedevil]

[ He lets out a puff of air. It's the sound of defeat. ]

Just ... Imagine if all your senses were on hyperdrive. I hear everything. I know how people are feeling because of the changes in their heart rate. I know if you have some sort of internal injury, track someone by the sound of their watch, if someone's about to pull a gun or pull a punch. It's like that for everything.

[primedirector]

So the thing where, if you lose one sense all your others get stronger isn't hyperbole for you.

[trustinthedevil]

I think I can thank whatever toxic goo it was that blinded me in the first place.

[primedirector]

...okay, so it is superpowers.

[She sounds more amused than annoyed, at least.]

I'll let the Admiral know you can have them back.

[trustinthedevil]

It's definitely not superpowers. weird mutation at best.

[ But God is he glad to be getting them all back. ]

Look, can you not tell anyone about this? The only other person who knows is Alan and I'd like to keep it that way for now.

[primedirector]

Iiiiis it okay if I mention it to Saga? Just because we all talk, Alan and Saga and I, and, uh.

Alan's... complicated. I'd rather it come out with your permission than by accident. I trust her, and so does Alan.

[trustinthedevil]

[ Alan's probably never going to speak to him again, and Matt figures it would serve him right if Alan aired his dirty laundry. ]

That depends on how much you'd tell her.

[primedirector]

That you have compensation powers for your blindness so she doesn't need to worry about you? She's used to weird powers too.

Alan told me he took your room light, by the way.

[trustinthedevil]

It's not like I was using it. Sometimes the buzzing of electricity can get annoying anyway.

[ A beat. ]

You can tell her that. Just leave out the whole vigilante-in-a-costume part.

[primedirector]

I have questions about the vigilante-in-a-costume thing.

[trustinthedevil]

The costume came after the name.

[primedirector]

Question one, do you have the costume.

Question two, can I see the costume, pretty please.

[trustinthedevil]

No one is seeing the costume.

[primedirector]

So where did the name come from? You were already blind, yeah?

[trustinthedevil]

The name's only a few years old. A newspaper came up with it.

[primedirector]

[There's the sound of paper turning in the background.]

How come? It's a pretty big thing to give some random vigilante a name, right?

[trustinthedevil]

It probably sells more papers than "random guy in a mask".

[primedirector]

Oh, so you already had a costume. [The grin is evident in her voice.] Just not the costume.

What made it vigilantism and not just like. Beating the shit out of a guy while you wore a mask?

[trustinthedevil]

[ It is absolutely just beating the shit out of guys while wearing a mask. ]

I used it to subsidize my day job. It's easier to pick apart criminal activity that way than in a courthouse.

[ Look, he's not proud of it. ]

[primedirector]

Okay, I'm... pretty sure that's illegal. On like. Multiple levels.

[trustinthedevil]

I used to believe in the justice system and the good it could do. Now I know just how deep the corruption runs in it, and if breaking a few laws means I can keep the really bad people off the streets, then that's a price I'm willing to pay.

[primedirector]

I get that, I just don't think you should get to be a lawyer and dole out extrajudiciary justice.

[trustinthedevil]

I guess that's why I'm an inmate and you're not.

[primedirector]

So we're being smartasses about that now.