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Thanks to Psyckosama and Skitzyfrenic for helping with this chapter. Chapter 12 The baking California sun sat high in the eternal summer sky of Night City. Its reflection glinted off the waters of Morro Bay and the glass towers of the city with blinding brightness. This ancient ball of fire also washed out much of the Neons Lights of Night City; a reminder that despite all of the actions man had wrought on the world for good or ill, there were some things beyond their reach still. With few stupid enough to actively stare at the sun, none noticed the small quadcopter flying in from the southeast. Nothing more than a typical delivery drone, one of the tens of thousands that could be seen flitting about the better parts of town, it was of course, completely out of place in Pacifica as it buzzed its way towards the small field of plants growing in the formerly asphalt-covered parking lot of the Grand Imperial Mall, using the sun as cover. Tartan-clad guards surrounded the walled plot but u

 

  "Hallo?" Ms Brauer doesn't have a secret identity, but sometimes using someone's nom de héroïque is appropriate anyway. It indicates that you treat their work seriously, rather than thinking of them as some kind of costumed lunatic. Who isn't also doing a decent job. But this is out of hours. She's not on the job, and calling her 'Donner' might make her think this is some sort of emergency… Ah, just sidestep it. "Hi, Orange Lantern here. Are you busy?" "I can talk. Have you found another one of us?" Not in the way you're asking. "No, I… Actually need to ask a favour. We just had a hole to a parallel universe open in near-Earth orbit. A woman came through, and she's… Having a bit of culture shock. You're… She knows their version of you, and… Nearly no one else here has a direct equivalent. Are you willing to meet her?" "What sort of parallel universe?" I wince inwardly. "Your parents would proba

 18th February 13:00 GMT Beryl catches the newly relaunched Dairy Milk with Biscuit as she walks across the battlements of Sheldrake Castle, smiling as she realises what it is. "How was the moon?" "Grey, dusty, in orbit around the Earth. Usual moon stuff." "You know it's technically a dwarf planet." "The barycentre is under the Earth's surface. If it wants to be its own planet then it's free to leave. Ready?" "Yes, let's get this-" I attach a filament to her head and transition- 18th February 07:00 GMT -6 -us to the St Roche zeta tube. While I could have gone right to Mount Justice -it's not like our principal enemies don't know exactly what we use it for- I feel that a minimal effort to keep random tourists from visiting all the time is worthwhile. "-show on the road." She steps lightly into the zeta tube- "Recognized, Squire, B One Five." -and I follow her through. 18th February 08:01 GMT -5

 17th February 00:57 GMT -5 Ah, man. It's like I've tripped and fallen into the sixties. Naturally, any piece of supervillain paraphernalia that's simply a weapon has to be decommissioned. But now that they're actually doing their jobs the police have to be able to train new recruits on the sorts of things that the mad men, mad women and mad others who inhabit Gotham might use, and since they don't actually want to kill the rookies... Novelty vehicles from brightly painted cars to parade floats and a couple of aircraft, example costumes and mundane devices with cunningly concealed secret compartments and enough ridiculous costumes to make Elton John have a heart attack. "So… Like…" The night custodian looks like someone who thought that this job wasn't going to actually involve much actual work. "What are you actually looking for?" "Honestly? An excuse to go home for the night." I take out a rune stone and walk towards the nearest p