REBEL

“I don’t mind playing second-place if you are a good leader,” he said. Surprising, he knew. “–Ah, I thought you would be an A.I. by the rumors.”

He squinted.

“What’s it like then? Talking with ….a sort of energy? Intelligence?”

He imagined Micah had a pure understanding of so many things. But in truth, humanity was inherently messy.

“I don’t know...It’s like...”

He didn’t know how to describe it. In the moment it seemed as easy as breathing.

“Everything communicates at a different wavelength. Sometimes I have to look for the right one, but when I find it I just understand.”

“Apparently everything, you walking search engine.”

He laughed.

“So it’s for your own perspective. Sense of spirit?–ah well, that’s a good place to start, indeed.”

“That would make you the sidekick.” He laughed and shook his head.

“Not everything. I’m not an actual computer. I wouldn’t be able to remember all that information either.”

Or it could be the rest of them had such little time and they still made a grotesque mess of it. That too.

Adam looked at Micah quietly for a moment.

“You should like an old friend of mine. You know the mythology of what a hero should be,” he said. “But in the reality of this world, does being reminded undo all the wrongs? Is it worth the onslaught?”

“No, but it’s a start.” He shrugged. Maybe he was still young and clinging on to hope. “You can’t fix everything, but you can hope that you more good than bad.”

He sighed.

“But what do I know?”

@techncpath

“You are the closest to omnipresence, and yet you are the most principled of us all.”

It was true. Micah had the….’modern’ power. For old bones like him, that was a surprising contrast. Still, he was curious about his worldview.

“How can that be?”

He wasn’t entirely sure how principled he was, but he remembered all the things he’d witnessed in such a short span of time. His parents had tried so hard to be good and that was what he always admired of them. They were true heroes.

He was quiet for a moment.

“It’s hard to stay good in a world like this, but maybe sometimes there needs to be someone to remind us that we’re capable of something good.”

[molly]

Molly mentally praises herself for wearing flats today instead of heels. Her face regains a little bit of pink as he grabs her hand. Her eyes have a smokey shade of white over them, something that happens to her when she uses her ability when her eyes are open. She can still see what she’s trying to locate and what’s in front of her at the same time. Her ability just acts like a filter over her vision.

She races with him to the car, getting into the drives side. “Nice choice.” The young woman appreciates him not picks a station wagon from the nineties. She cringes every time she sees that fake wood exterior. After putting her seat belt on and doing everything else necessary, she pulls out of the parking space, driving the opposite direction of their enemies.

“Where are we going?” She asks. “I need an address…By the way, thank you, Micah.”

“I’ve got people working on a new base of operations.” He knows very well that safest thing to do is to disappear completely, but he was in too deep to abandon the fight---and it wasn’t him to do so.

Molly and him had watched heroes unite against a villain---save the world (well a city). Something was coming...they couldn’t hide forever.

“There’s a laundromat. It’s got some rooms on the second floor. We should be safe there.” He offers a smile.

rxckhousc-blog

“How much extra defense does a three-foot-thick wall of rock give the place? Because I can make a giant rock wall. Unless that would interfere with your tech or whatever.”

#rxckhousc #ello #(sorry this is so late)

It really depended on who decided to attack them. These days it seemed powered people could be found on either side. It was all about survival.

It was worth a try.

“It shouldn’t interfere. I’m working on getting a satellite.” He grinned.

[molly]

She smiles at him, shaking her her head in disbelief.

“I’m helping by just standing here and doing nothing?” Molly closes her eyes and uses her ability to check the next few blocks for anyone that they wouldn’t want to run into. Suddenly, her eyes open wide and her face goes pale. “Micah, they’re two and a half blocks from here.”

She was helping him by being there, yes. Micah intended on answering this, but her sudden worry snapped him into action.

“Come on.” He grabs her hand, pulling his hood as he leads her to the back door of the former operations base. He had already sent out a mass message to the rest of the resistance--warning them not to come. At least they would be safe.

“You know where they are. I need you to drive.” He stops in front of the hood of fairly new car---not too new that it would attract attention, but not too old that it would leave them stranded. The alarm was cut and the doors unlocked at his command.

lightlybrilliant

“Matt used to buy me those Betty and Veronica comics when I was little. But I always spent my allowance on 9th Wonders.”

Molly always enjoyed reading fiction, whether it be comics, or books ranging from drama and suspense to fluff and happiness. Whatever she could get her hands on to escape from the life the world had dealt her.

“Is there anything I can help you with?” She asks, leaning against a desk and taking a deep breath.

He smiles. Somewhere he knows that an old backpack full of 9th Wonders comics is waiting for him. Maybe one day he’d show her.

“You already are.”

#lightlybrilliant

Adam had seen all the signs of the war-torn. Those carrying to worst of burdens. But there was some faith in Micah’s eyes. Something impossible to extinguish.

He saw the bag in hand. As quick as his mind was, he hoped he could help Micah. The ones who help the most, like him–too unique, too good–are the ones isolated.

He nodded. It was rather impossible to not be aware of his own corruption–but he would withstand it. He did need the gift.

“Good,” he said. “I can tell you now I need your help much more than you need mine. You see with clarity.”

He led the way out to the car.

@penrosexsteps

penrosexsteps

He packed light – only what he needed, in fact. Arthur pulled the door open for Micah with a polite but absent smile, lost in thought. Adaptable, stable, but young. Seemed to be well on his own, something that made him wonder whether the boy would be fine, had they not disturbed him, yet Arthur had been older the day he’d left and…

Look at him now.

Funny, the differences in their paths. Wondering idly what it’d be like, being a hero, Arthur frowned. If it hadn’t happened – he wasn’t suited for it.

@techncpath

#catchthatregenerator #penrosexsteps

His mission was starting to change, gradually enough but still noticeable. The truth wasn’t enough to protect everyone, but it was a weapon--- a step. He planned to build a network, hidden under the mainstream and connected to the world.

Micah looked up at Adam.

“You haven’t told me what you need my help with.” He’d already erased the digital information that existed under his name.

@catchthatregenerator

lightlybrilliant

Molly sighs. She does trust him, but with everything that’s happened and with everything that’s gone wrong in the world she’s been extra paranoid recently.

“Ok, I’m ready.” She will let Micah lead the way.

Relief. It’s not often he feels it, but having Molly with him does help. She was a small piece of the old world---one of the remaining friends from easier times.

“I use to read a lot comic books,” He begins circling the room, disconnecting screens here and there.

“I may have taken a page from fiction.”

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lightlybrilliant

“Fine, but are you sure they won’t find us?” She asks, packing her laptop and a couple defense weapons into her bag.

He looks at her, a clear ‘ trust me’ expression on his face. Guarantees couldn’t really be made in times like these, but he did believe this time...

“It’s a safe place.”

#matriarrch #this super late and short but 'sup

@matriarrch

“I just want to help them.”

@lightlybrilliant

“Molly it’s time to go.”

#lightlybrilliant #sorry this so late #hello

Adam nodded, relieved at the ease of the conversation. Arthur hadn’t scared him, thankfully, and Micah, his power alone–

This was right.

“I’m glad. I want to help you. Come along. Arthur will see that any belongings you need are sent for.”

@penrosexsteps

penrosexsteps

He was more surprised than relieved, unable to understand the lack of reluctance – but, Arthur supposed, it was a good thing. Withholding a smart quip about adding ‘bellboy’ to his resumé, he pushed his weight evenly back onto both feet.

“Our ride should be waiting outside.”

@techncpath