***
When I got my new apartment, one of the major factors I made sure it had was a big shower. After days like today, it's absolutely wonderful to stand under
the shower head and just let the stupidly hot water work on strained muscles and aching bones.
Still, it doesn't work that well on turning off the mind, which meant I was replaying the days events, trying to figure out just what happened. The
Hellions have been messing with magics for years, but whoever it is that's supplying them with their gear tends to keep it rather small scale. Whatever the
Hellions were messing with this time, which seems like some sort of summoning magic as far as I can tell with my limited understanding, seems like it's a
step up from that.
That worries me, I'll admit. Most of the Hellions are nothing more then thugs really, no matter how much they like to hype themselves up. Steal some
purses, beat up some people... a constant pain, but small scale. The last thing we need is for them to kick it up a level. Atlas Park is one of the safest
parts of the city, after all.
And that still leaves the question of who the mystery girl is. She came from the fire, and that crystal seemed to have vanished entirely... Times like this I
wish I knew more about magic. All I really know is how much it hurts when people use it on me, and I'm not sure that applies here. Maybe. Being encased in
that wall of fire did hurt after all.
I got out of the shower after more then a half hour of just soaking, only because of the insistent ringing of my phone. I'd have left it if it was the home
phone, but I'd gone and gotten a phone for hero work, and I'm not sure I could ignore that and feel good about myself.
"Knight of the Peace here," I said as I answered.
"Knight, This is Doctor Baker at Chiron Medical Center," came the reply. "You'll be happy to know that all the Hellions are stable and in
custody." I didn't really care about those morons, but at least I didn't need to file paperwork with the FSBA on this.
There was something I was more interested in. "And the girl?" I asked.
"She's an interesting case. She hasn't woken up just yet - it seems like she was rather exhausted when you found her. Our mages and agents from
MAGI are looking after her and trying to determine her identity. Which is actually why I called. They're requesting a sample of your DNA."
That got a reaction, as I pulled the phone away from my ear and gave it a 'wha?' look. "Could I ask why?" I said.
"I can't answer right away," Baker responded, getting another look at the phone. "Patient confidentiality. I'll be able to tell you once
we get a result."
After considering for a moment, I shrugged. "Give the Legendary a call, it should be on file."
"Thank you. I'll get back to you as soon as possible. Thank you."
As I put the phone down, I looked at it again. What the heck was going on? After a moment, I grabbed a second towel and went to get my armor. Time to head back
to Atlas.
***
When I got my new apartment, one of the major factors I made sure it had was a big shower. After days like today, it's absolutely wonderful to stand under
the shower head and just let the stupidly hot water work on strained muscles and aching bones.
Still, it doesn't work that well on turning off the mind, which meant I was replaying the days events, trying to figure out just what happened. The
Hellions have been messing with magics for years, but whoever it is that's supplying them with their gear tends to keep it rather small scale. Whatever the
Hellions were messing with this time, which seems like some sort of summoning magic as far as I can tell with my limited understanding, seems like it's a
step up from that.
That worries me, I'll admit. Most of the Hellions are nothing more then thugs really, no matter how much they like to hype themselves up. Steal some
purses, beat up some people... a constant pain, but small scale. The last thing we need is for them to kick it up a level. Atlas Park is one of the safest
parts of the city, after all.
And that still leaves the question of who the mystery girl is. She came from the fire, and that crystal seemed to have vanished entirely... Times like this I
wish I knew more about magic. All I really know is how much it hurts when people use it on me, and I'm not sure that applies here. Maybe. Being encased in
that wall of fire did hurt after all.
I got out of the shower after more then a half hour of just soaking, only because of the insistent ringing of my phone. I'd have left it if it was the home
phone, but I'd gone and gotten a phone for hero work, and I'm not sure I could ignore that and feel good about myself.
"Knight of the Peace here," I said as I answered.
"Knight, This is Doctor Baker at Chiron Medical Center," came the reply. "You'll be happy to know that all the Hellions are stable and in
custody." I didn't really care about those morons, but at least I didn't need to file paperwork with the FSBA on this.
There was something I was more interested in. "And the girl?" I asked.
"She's an interesting case. She hasn't woken up just yet - it seems like she was rather exhausted when you found her. Our mages and agents from
MAGI are looking after her and trying to determine her identity. Which is actually why I called. They're requesting a sample of your DNA."
That got a reaction, as I pulled the phone away from my ear and gave it a 'wha?' look. "Could I ask why?" I said.
"I can't answer right away," Baker responded, getting another look at the phone. "Patient confidentiality. I'll be able to tell you once
we get a result."
After considering for a moment, I shrugged. "Give the Legendary a call, it should be on file."
"Thank you. I'll get back to you as soon as possible. Thank you."
As I put the phone down, I looked at it again. What the heck was going on? After a moment, I grabbed a second towel and went to get my armor. Time to head back
to Atlas.
***