[Audio] Sunday, Week 84: Aberrations and Opportunities

[damn_it_jim]

McCoy here.

If you're one of our set of people inclined to hit things, I've got a list of targets for you. Three separate incursions into this reality need to be taken care of.

If you've never gone after them before, they're variations on that thing that washed up down at the docks a couple weeks ago: big, nasty, and if you take an injury from them, inhale particles from them or otherwise get their material in contact with yours, you're in for a damned painful and currently unpreventable death.

Normally I prefer that people avoid activities that risk them dying horribly, but these things are a drain on Salvation's resources. Since the greater good would indicate stopping them before they multiply to keeping reality from coming apart at the seams, I'll make an exception this time. Try not to cuddle them.

I also have some information on that little complication Salvation filled us in on and a potential solution for it. I'll make a point of lingering in the ship gardens if you want to know more, because I'm sure as hell not talking about it on an open channel.

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[bruiserprincess]

There are more of those things that need beating up?

[Molly's getting awfully sick of them]

[damn_it_jim]

Yeah. My understanding is that there are going to keep being more until Salvation's in good enough shape to get things permanently fixed.

These ones aren't near the town, at least, so you shouldn't need to give me any more grey hairs.

[bruiserprincess]

They're still trouble out there though, right?

[damn_it_jim]

They are. Although if you're looking for permission to go out and tangle with deadly monsters, let's just say I'm damned glad I'm not your guardian, kiddo.

[bruiserprincess]

We can't ask the people who don't have powers to do it.

[damn_it_jim]

There's plenty of universes -- like mine -- where nobody's got any powers at all, and we still have to do it. Great power and great responsibility's a good lesson, kid, but you don't have to make it a lethal one.

Adults are supposed to be the ones keeping you safe. That's the evolutionary contract we signed, what with being a social species and all.

[bruiserprincess]

Well then, you wouldn't have problems with powers either.

[She snorts with full preteen dignity at his last statement]

Which adults are those? The ones being paid off by the badguys? The ones that don't believe us? The ones that only bother showing up after we solved the problem ourselves?

[damn_it_jim]

The adults on your planet seem to be defective, but do you see any of them here, kid?

[Bones counter-snorts at that snort, and pairs it with a weary smirk that somehow manages to be avuncular.]

I swear I can't go a month without some heroic idiot needing bits of themselves sewn back on.

[bruiserprincess]

No but there's way too many weird alternate universe versions of them.

[And even though they keep insisting they'd never do that, she's still paranoid]

You've never had to sew any of me back together. I'm hard to hurt when I'm using powers.

[Yes until she runs out of steam and gets killed]

[damn_it_jim]

That's because you died, kiddo. I'd find stitching you back together preferable to that.

[With a pinch to the bridge of his nose, he studies her for a long moment before looking wry.]

I'm not giving you the coordinates for the incursions. That said, if you're going to go looking anyway, I'd rather you attached yourself to one of the parties that go after them, instead of sneaking along.

[bruiserprincess]

I know the times now. It'll be different.

[She doesn't want to die again. She does learn]