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Post by illirica » Tue Jun 30, 2020 7:19 pm

The lecture hall at Beacon Facility was packed, which was no surprise. With everything that had been going on lately, there were a lot of questions about the Society, and even without the current events, the Society’s press conferences had been few and far between. The room sloped up, reminiscent of collegiate lecture halls for large classes, but in this case the seats were filled - mostly - with members of the press. The stage area at the front of the room had chairs for those members of the Society who had chosen to attend.

Teja Docesznic stood in front of the podium, which was empty except for a glass of water. Everything she wanted to say was there in her mind. Notes... wouldn’t have helped, and might only have made things worse. She rested her hands on the sides of the podium, her mind meditative, waiting patiently as people settled in before choosing to begin.
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“Good morning. I realize that it’s been some time since the Society released a statement, and as such, I know that there are a number of questions that people have, particularly regarding recent events. I want to assure you that I don’t intend to shy away from those discussions, but I would also ask that you bear with me for a few minutes while I acknowledge some structural decisions. I want to save those subjects that I feel people most want to ask questions about for the end, in order to better acknowledge those inquiries in a timely fashion.”

“First, just to discuss the current roster. I will confirm that Hector Williams is in a comatose state. He is currently under care offworld at the Terminal facility, under the care of Nicolas Pendragon. I have every faith that Mr. Pendragon will give him the best possible care. Tremor also remains comatose, currently on locale at the Empyrean. While it is a difficult decision to keep our people out of the many competent hospitals and facilities here on Earth, we want to acknowledge the previous challenges we’ve faced where the presence of a Society member at such a facility has resulted in an attack. In order to protect the other people who need to be there, including both patients and staff members, we’re choosing to maintain our long-term care elsewhere.”

“Noctua has recovered from his previous trials, and rejoined the Society, and we’ve been fortunate enough to bring on Ryoko as well. Baron Proton has made the decision to move on and invest in a new idea, and I think his experience will be valuable wherever he goes, and wish him the best. Axiom is choosing to step down as well and retire from the intensity of heroics for a time. To continue to build the Society, Maximum Man joins us from the future, and we’ve made the decision to add Miss Mango Goleme to the roster as well. Her age - seventeen - was a hold out point for quite some time, because while I’ve been scouting her for almost a year now, I wanted to wait until she was a little older before issuing an official invitation. Ideally, I had hoped to wait until she was eighteen, but she was deliberately targeted in recent events due to her abilities, and we came to the conclusion that between her admirable performances and the apparency of her being involved in these situations whether she - or we - should happen to choose that, it was time to acknowledge what she has done and bring her on board.”

“I believe that should serve to catch everyone up on the current personnel, and I appreciate your patience in going through that, as I think it will help contextualize some later statements. We’ve had a few updates as well - Elektra has been with the Society for nearly ten months now, and she’s been nothing but a positive influence. Her understanding of the legal repercussions of situations and her work with the IRPD have given her an excellent foundation to work from. As such, I’ve moved her into a leadership role. As I think many of you know, the Society was originally meant to have a triumvirate of leaders - circumstances being what they have been, I’ve ended up being solely responsible for the Society’s actions for some time now, and it’s time for that period to come to an end. Together, Elektra and I decided to bring Ryoko into the third extant leadership role. While she’s only been with us for about two months, she’s collected, mature, and extremely honest, and we believe she’ll be a good choice for maintaining the Society’s accountability.”

“That being said, I’ll go ahead and move on to the topic that I know everyone is here for - the extradimensional incursion information. Again, I would ask that we continue to hold questions until the end - there will be opportunities for them, but I would like to set out the framework of events for reference first.”

“This excursion was our first foray into operations that were not based here on our own Earth, and it showed. We made a number of mistakes - the first was not gathering enough information in the first place. Terminus and I were able to construct a device to cross over to the other dimension, powered by his Dyson Sphere. One of our primary concerns at the time was the students who had been kidnapped from Millennium Academy. As both are minors, for the sake of their privacy and that of their families, I will not be revealing their names at this time.”
The information was out there, but that didn’t mean it should be, and it didn’t mean that Capacitor needed to be a source of it for those who hadn’t already found it elsewhere.
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“Because of that and the attack on St. Louis, we moved with the idea that time was of the essence, and in doing so we ended up making a number of errors due to lack of information. Our group, representatives from the Society as well as a number of allied heroes, divided into three strike teams with three separate goals. The first team’s goal was to disable the transdimensional laser that allowed the attack on St. Louis. The second team’s goal was to find the Academy students and retrieve them if possible, or at the very least retrieve information on what had become of them. The third group’s goal was to find the Dimension Tide device that allowed forces from the other dimension into ours, and destroy it.”

“Difficulties began almost immediately on the third team. William Magnusson chose to degroup and pursue a personal goal, and Revolt received comminique from her contacts in that dimension about an attack on an entity known as Source, as well as a request to defend it. She chose to follow through on that, requesting her team’s help if they felt comfortable with it, but at the time, neither Baron Proton nor Maximum Man felt that they wanted to deviate from the original mission, even given indications of the presences of Green Knight and Reaper at that locale. Both would momentarily move to back up the first team, led by Terminus.”

“That team, too, suffered from some unplanned choices. While the original goal of the team had been to get into the alter-dimensional Solar City and disable the laser, Terminus chose to open with a callout of the metahuman known as X, for her crimes within our own universe. For whatever reason, she chose to respond, and the resultant combat caused a degree of destruction to the city that we had been hoping to avoid. As a result of that, we’ve been making efforts towards reparations.”

“Meanwhile, an attempt was made to activate the laser through the Dimension Tide device to make another attack on our world. In a stroke of brilliance, Terminus was able to redirect the attack into Dimension Tide itself, destroying the device. We cannot be sure if or when it will be rebuilt, but for at least a time, that goal was accomplished.”

“Ongoing combat would eventually result in X’s removal from the battlefield, though she remains alive and is an uncertainty for the future. As the situation became more tenable there, Maximum Man moved on to the location of Source, with the idea of backing up Revolt in whatever was going on there. By that time, though, Source itself had been destroyed, and the veil that covered the world was lifted, revealing the true extent of Surgath’s decimation. People thought to be alive were found to have been killed, and in a matter of minutes infrastructure and leadership crumbled. The other dimension will be dealing with those repercussions in an ongoing fashion. Revolt was critically injured at the time, but chose to remain in her home dimension. Whether or not she will survive I cannot say, but perhaps she’ll be able to help her world rebuild.”
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A pause, for a breath, and a sip of water from the glass by her side.
“With that synopsis, I’ll move on to the second team, my own. Due to the nature of the mission, we dropped in and had no communications with the other groups during the majority of the event, which is why I’ve chosen to discuss the situations separately. Using a dimensional identification scanner developed by Terminus, we were very quickly able to determine the location of the missing students at an offworld facility. Bran Sunderson was able to craft a portal to the facility that allowed us entry without using translocative devices that may have been guarded against. We were met almost immediately by the presence of another individual, placed there as a guard over the students being kept prisoner.”

“We had been expecting resistance. The trouble with expectations is that sometimes when you expect things to go a certain way, you end up pushing them in that direction, even though they could have been otherwise. Sunderson wanted to negotiate, but I pushed for an immediate strike. With Mango’s technological expertise and mine, we attempted to hack into the systems with the idea of setting the students free from their confinement. Our opponent, however, would turn out to be an extremely talented technopath, and had entrapment systems in place to prevent exactly such an attempt, and that resulted in the injury of the students we were attempting to rescue. While both would survive and we were able to retrieve them, what they suffered because of my haste was not acceptable.”
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Another pause, this one somehow pregnant, waiting. She knew what it waited for, though she did not think anyone else did. She gave herself the moment, because she needed it to prepare.
“As a result of that and some ongoing challenges resulting from last summer’s defeat of Volksgeist, I have decided to step down from the current Society leadership, and ask Maximum Man to step into the role for as long as he’s able to assist us. I still intend to remain a member of the Society, and I still intend to be there for people, but I think that people deserve a better hero than I have been, and stepping out of the leadership role will allow me to pursue solutions that might not otherwise be available.”
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“In time, I hope to once again become someone in whom you can place your trust.”

This is meant to be a press release thread, so no combat, please.
Existing press / journalist characters are welcome, but I would ask that people not create random ones just because. I’d really like the journalism aspect to get put in the hands of people writing journalists, because I know they don’t get many opportunities to do so.
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Post by MAXIMUM MAN » Tue Jun 30, 2020 9:38 pm




MAXIMUM MAN sat quietly among his peers while he looked out over the entire group of reporters. He had never been a fan of the press and their innate desire to stir up controversy for clicks however, his job had always put him infront of their cameras and microphones. Whether it was through taking home a champions cup or putting a villain in cuffs you could never escape reporters. This was going to be an especially important interaction for a variety of reasons. There was the Novak press release, the humanitarian effort to help the people of the Divergent universe, as well as the changing of the guard within the SOS.

As Teja went over the events of the incident he listened intently to her words as well as the reactions from the crowd. He had been keeping a close eye on public relations since they had discussed what to do about X's demands and to say things were rough would've been an understatement. Novak had thought he was doing the right thing but, the controversy it had stirred up seemed more like a hit piece than anything else. Since then it was the trend to drag Capcitor through the mud for anything she had done in the past and then others began dragging the SOS after that. MAXIMUM MAN was prepared to address the peoples concerns and to take an active, yet temporary, step of leadership. Just enough time for Teja to work through what she was going through so she could lead again.

As she finished speaking he rose to take the podium. "My name is MAXIMUM MAN and many of you probably know me by now. I've done my best to make an impact here in 2020. The Society of Superheroes is an organization that is committed to the defense of the people from meta-human threats and that will not change. However, from what I've seen, the organization has made the pivot away from superheroes and has become more of a meta-human special operations squad. This is something you'ld expect after fighting a threat like Surgath however, it's time The Society of Superheroes realigned their mission with their name. With the help of Elektra, Ryoko, Mana, and Noctua we will begin taking steps to legitimize hero work. We will work closely with the police in order to insure accountability as well as efficiency. Along with this the SOS will work closely with cities in order to help minimize collateral damage as well as assist with reconstruction efforts. Finally, we will embark on more humanitarian work. I hope that we can all become an example for the heroes of the world and I have a message for them as well. The job of a hero isn't to beat up a villain it's to save people. I encourage all of you to begin doing more community outreach, use your platforms to help make positive change. The goal of a true hero should be to deter villains, inspire hope, and uphold justice!

These are the values we wish to instill into the next generation and as such we shall be launching a large scale disaster relief project into the Divergent universe. Now, I know what your thinking and yes, this is us cleaning up our own mess. We contributed to the problem and we intend to do everything within our power to help make that mistake right. We will be holding a series of food drives around the world for those that wish to give whatever they can to alleviate the needs of our dimensional neighbors. This project will be lead by all of us and we encourage any hero or person to help. This is just one of the many steps we'll be taking in the coming weeks."


He moved away from the podium in order to allow others to speak however, he would also answer any questions posed by reporters.

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Post by Azra » Tue Jun 30, 2020 10:34 pm

Elektra had considered standing to speak after Teja, but when MAXIMUM MAN decided to she halted. Looking to turn a readiness to speak to just being quiet and unified. People needed to see that they could work in tandem, not step on eachother's toes. Besides she was never one for media attention, her sister was the seeker of that Elektra had just wanted to be a cop. That wasn't to say she didn't take pride in where she was sitting though, she was still trying to grasp the "promotion". At least she was composed though, the same couldn't be said for the seventeen year old off to her left.

The cyborg looked more red then her signature orange. Taking the stage for a science fair the young woman maybe could have done, being before a crowd though like this clearly got to her. Those mechanical tangerine eyes having almost gone wide as headlights when Teja ended her section like she had. Elektra understood the action though, it didn't quite sit well with her but did seem the right call.

To Elektra it seemed like by that action the history and trust built over a bit more then a year was being shifted around. Largely for the leadership of newer faces, she was the one exception and the officer struggled with that. She wasn't the soldier made hero or the visionary who started this all. She wasn't a hero from the future either or a dragon from the past, just a stone with a badge and passion for archery. It felt all just more grand in scope then she envisioned herself as being ever. At any rate she stood as MAXIMUM MAN stepped away. There had been a lot of words so she felt she should keep whatever she had to say a bit more brief in nature. "I'm sure you've questions so I'll give the floor to you soon. Just wanted to take a moment."

"Firstly I would like to clarify on the nature of the aid to the alternate world. Given the limit in resources we can't do more then provide goods. I don't fault Pendragon or Novak for their choices and I trust they can still do good out there. It does though go to show what we can do when we work together and how important working together can be. I want to try and work better with the heroes out there. So secondly I'd like to ask those willing to establish communications with others. If you're a hero and want to have us on call, or be on call say so. And I'll try and help make sure that is a option."

Elektra figured that the press didn't need a run down on the functions of the Prodigy. This was though a more manageable variation of the Aegis the SOS used. A device once shared with a room of heroes, some of whom had even become the more recent members. It was a way to keep in contact and better work together, and Quiver felt like she should get that out there if she could. She'd come to know she couldn't do it all, it was a lesson she held onto. If even just a handful of the ever growing roster of heroes out there could step up though maybe they could perform better. Not just in the scope of the team she represented but just as people as a whole. She didn't want to drop hit pieces, just do her job better. With that though she moved a bit from the mic so that the various journalists could have their say. Or throw a thousand questions into the air at any rate.

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Post by Ryoko » Wed Jul 01, 2020 4:20 pm

It was hard to describe how it felt up there on that stage.

"Nostalgic yet incredibly unusual?" Probably the best she could do if she had to put it into words. Having hundreds of eyes on her at once was commonplace in her old life but she'd always been a lone hunter; purging the world of evils on her own. Never did she expect to become a part of something larger than herself, and the idea of being asked to help lead a team would've made her laugh. She was just as surprised as she was flattered to be asked, if a bit nervous, but if her teammates saw something in her that made her worthy of nomination, then that was all the more reason to be the kind of person who could live up to those expectations. There were a few things that she wanted to say to everyone there...

...but they could wait until after the meeting.

For now, she would stand alongside the SOS in silence; a subtle smile on her face as she waved to the crowd. Practically everything that she might've needed to say at that moment had already been covered by the others, and Ryoko wasn't the type to give a speech just so everyone could hear her blather on about nothing or shit that's already been said. That, and she hadn't had much time to prepare her words, anyway. So she'd hold her peace until someone had a question for her or prompted her to speak.

And save her words for when she needed them.
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Post by Lord of Nothing » Fri Jul 03, 2020 3:15 am

I'm probably gonna be eating ramen noodles for the rest of the month.

But god is this gonna be worth it.


He felt an odd hunger. Not for food. But for knowledge. Information. A peace of the puzzle. Fundamental truth. He'd survived an unholy shit-storm of events as a man who may as well have been invisible. Alien invasions. Extra-dimensional Incursions. Supernatural Gang Wars. Destructive Urban Brawls. All culminating up to this. A press release to lead up to the SOS. And with the release of James Novak's letter -- there many hard hitting questions locked and cocked. Ready to shot forward at the precision and pace of a military grade sniper rifle with an on board scope.

He wore a suit. One that made it at the very least look liked he belonged here. None of the torn up jeans, tattered running shoes, fingerless kevlar gloves, hoodies, T shirts and jackets. He had to look the part, didn't he? Look normal and not like an indie journalist with a deathwise who couldn't find self-satisfaction and money without jumping face first into a warzone. If he looked normal enough, it might've done well to distract from scratches and scars received from what people sometimes refer to as being in the shit. Something he heard from a binge watching stream of generation kill.

You'd think the scars would be cool. Like something out movie. A nice three clawed slash across the face or a sword swing. Nope. They were little bright red dots from and discolored blemishes born of shrapnel. Most of which was painfully removed saved for that which was lodged too deep into his thick skull. Wouldn't want to shell out the cash to tickle the frontal lobe. Occasionally people mistook him from having acne. Especially kids.

The suit in question was gray and red. He got it on a nice sale. Hopefully they tie might catch their attention. Dress shoes. Given a shining treatment of shoe polish, spit and a match to make the tips glisten. And he was there a day early. Some real dry deodorant to observe any modicum of sweat that might've been generated in the wait. Cologne. All to stave off whatever might have been generated by himself and the combination of press waiting with him. Almost as though he had the slightest chance of getting close to any one of them.

Early bird gets the worm.

But at least there was some chance he'd be able to get picked out. He was in the middle, closer to the front. The SOS was a bit less formal than most groups so it was an early bird gets the worm type of deal. Almost borderline shoulder checked a couple folks to get a seat near the front of the middle rows.

Click.

Rolling.

The meeting had only just begun and everything spoken was already enough. His mind starting to get a elation that he lived for. It wasn't like that drug like high. It was a sense of something whole. Something that he didn't want -- that he needed in his life. And that he would give up anything for. Enlightenment. Understanding. The bitter truths and wholesome facts. The destruction of any and all lies, pleasant and not. Finally pieces of the puzzle coming together and with each passing word he came closer and closer to that goal. Each person having gone and given their whole shpeal. except for the lady who'd been nominated leader. At least among the people that he noticed present. As questions were answered, more mounted in their place. All ready to be answered at the nearest possible answer.

A goddamn miracle.

"Yes Ms. Doscesznic!" He was standing, having been called on -- being in them middle rows. Ironically having shot up from his seat like lightning. "This a question for you. And you specifically. "I'm a sure you've heard of all of the allegations from James Novak's departure letter. One which attests to the stabbing of one Hector Williams. Care to expand on that?" All that energy became focused. His eyes becoming like that of a hawk. Seeking to peel away at each and every layer. To look at the surface and what lied beneath it. Looking at each and little detail until he got the core.

To him the voices in the room were muffled. And it would be her voice and her voice and the voices of those relevant to the topic that he sought to here. His mind ready to shift at any given moment.
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Post by illirica » Fri Jul 03, 2020 5:49 pm

“No, I’ll take it.”
Teja knew that the Society would have protected her from that question, and even in the ripple of tension as it was asked, she murmured her assent - a quiet voice, not directed to the room at large, but not necessarily inaudible, either, at least to those sitting close enough. She declined to take the podium, remaining where she had taken a seat after her statement, but a moment’s thought was all it took to activate the microphone she had clipped on.
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“I’m aware of Mr. Novak’s letter. Regrettably, he chose not to remain at the meeting where we discussed many of his concerns.”
Tempting as it was to add on to that, Teja chose not to. Infighting among heroes was not going to get them anywhere. She had kept all of her statements regarding both Novak and Pendragon at the very least neutral, if not positive. While she had been honest about how the extradimensional missions had gone, she hadn’t seen any need to drag their names through the mud.

Someone had to do the right thing, after all. Being a hero wasn’t about making other heroes look bad. It wasn’t about passive-aggressive letters and smear campaigns and character assassination. If Teja had wanted to get involved in that sort of thing, she’d have gone into politics.

Or journalism.

She was neither of those things, though. She had been a soldier, and she had been a hero. Somewhere out there, there were people watching, learning how to do those things. The example she set was at least as important as the words she spoke - perhaps even more so.
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“To answer your inquiry. The interaction at Alaska is not a secret. It never has been. I am aware that footage of the event exists - though I would add a caution that like any metahuman conflicts, it may not be suitable for all audiences, especially younger ones. But to bandy about the word ‘attest’ as if there were an attempt at a coverup seems... an interesting choice.”
That had definitely been a north-midwestern ‘interesting,’ there, a herald of Teja’s Wisconsin upbringing. Still, it was a valid point - Teja herself had been in a coma for several months following Alaska. She hadn’t been covering anything up. The information had always been there. People had simply chosen to focus on other things, like the defeat of Surgath.
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“I’ve never denied what happened. But I’ve never explained it, either. And I think what you are asking for here is an explanation - because you want to know why. Because as inspiring as it can be to watch your heroes stand against villains, it can be much, much harder to watch your heroes stand against each other.”
She paused there, only for a second, but it would be a long enough second to invoke the current situation, even if she didn’t reference it directly.
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“And you want to understand. It comes down to this - many special abilities are, while not always easy to manage, at least not inherently self-destructive. There are some few, though, where that is not the case. My own are one such.”
She held out a hand, palm upwards, a crackle of static as a ball of lightning formed itself in her palm, blueish-green, slowly revolving.
“In less than five years, my generation rate will overtake my capacity, and I’ll overload, permanently. I don’t know what that will look like, or if I will survive it - but I have safeguards in place, so that when it happens, I should not endanger others.”

“Hector Williams had another such power.”
A pause, suddenly silent as she closed her eyes for a moment and the lightning vanished.
“And in Alaska, it went beyond the point of no return.”
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Her voice had lowered, barely more than a whisper now, her eyes open again but veiled, fixated on some distant thing that wasn’t here at all, or wasn’t now at all.
“We had... talked about it, he and I. About what it was like to live that way - alone, isolated, a threat to everyone you seek to protect, a prisoner inside your own power. Hector didn’t want to live that way. And when it came to it... he trusted me to make sure he wouldn’t have to.”

“Just like I trusted him to do, if it had been me.”

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Post by Lord of Nothing » Fri Jul 03, 2020 9:35 pm

The camera panned as Teja spoke. Moving towards her in particular as she spoke.

Well that's shitty.

"No one is accusing you of that. You didn't hide it no. But the incident was rather unclear. You see, it was Surgath himself who streamed everything to each and every news station. Once he was defeated and his fleet left, we were left pretty in the dark as to what exactly happened. And as to why."

Hell if I wanted to be out there.

Especially in a helicopter after some kid ripped the sky apart with a punch. Or on the ground as the two exchanges shook continents. That all seemed a bit much. What footage that did exist was kept at a safe distance. As always. Which left the events of what happened unclear. Just two black dots walking up to one another and whatever else the society of superheroes reported.

He scoffed at the implication of someone -- anyone being able to pay him off.

A part of him felt his heart chords strung in the nature of her powers. But he had to remain objective and stick to the facts. However, even given then -- given the nature of the person she killed, the explanation checked out. He had killed a thousand people in LA. And having apparently got his hands on the red stone he would endanger more people. Unless some plausible solution came out otherwise.

He remained poker faced -- the photo journalist's expression hidden partially behind camera as he continued.

"Your explanation checks out. And personally if what your saying, I'm sorry it had to be like that. However, this brings about another question. You discussed this with Mr. William. What about the rest of your team? The altercation implies that they were kept in the dark as well. if you knew this, who else besides the both of you knew? Were any preparations made? Were any preparations attempted?" His mouth remained open as if to say something else. The statement of "it seems as though you waited until things got extreme before you did anything" consciously and deliberately held back. This was an interview. Not an execution. And if she got too angry then the truth might not come. At least not the questions he and everyone else wanted. And pressing too deeply on the death of a loved one was a good way to make someone pissed.

The camera moved. Panning across to gather the facial expressions to the team. None of whom sofar were present with the exception of Ryoko, who was not apart of the team. Before once again resettling on Teja. Awaiting an answer to one of the questions on the room's mind.
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Post by Azra » Sat Jul 04, 2020 10:50 am

This was why she didn't do press things in the past. Of course she was a frequent poster child for IRPD things given her tendency to be in the stuff that got more media attention and her general image. Certainly at some of the press things of SOS she was there in the background. She didn't like these though, questions that were intentionally or unintentionally like land mines.

All while there was more she usually felt they could be doing with their time. This was important, crime normal and metahuman though didn't wait on people. And Mother Nature was even less patient. Her best moments of working with her coleader Ryoko having just been during a unconventional earth quake. Still this mattered and if they wanted to keep holding the world together against the tide of problems it faced they had to be able to ride out a tide of questions. "We've known of the possible conditions for sometime. It's not a easy subject though or one I like to dwell on. We help people and our own. Which is also why I think the changes being made are a good call."

One could question if stabbing team members was helping? It was complicated though by its nature however and Elektra did her best to not let that shift her views. She hoped to meet the question with a way of saying she didn't maybe support the choice but did want to support her team. And that changes being made was a good way to shake away any doubts that kind of recorded instance brought on. Her next choice of words would be meant to help with damage control.

"I believe it also important we not let our opinions of others be shaped purely by when we're at our worst. If we look for every chance to take a shot at eachother we'll be at eachother's throats in no time. As was mentioned though there's a world that saw one of the worst case scenarios. I would rather we focus on aiding them and our own world then getting stuck in trying to cast shade."

Which admittedly might have come out a little more strong then she wanted. It did sicken her though and as stone faced as she tried to be she wasn't entirely stoic. Was easy to want to find cracks in the armor, to use those offensively. Elektra word much rather see things built up though then knocked down. If that wasn't true she wouldn't be so cautious with where her shots went when in the field.

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Re: Circuit Release [Semi-Open]

Post by illirica » Sun Jul 05, 2020 6:46 pm

"The rest of the team became aware of my particular situation last fall, when I released the information at a training event we had scheduled with some of the students at Millennium Academy. Hector's situation was intuitable from... at least the first conflict with Surgath, I believe, though we had seen evidence of it beforehand. Prior to that, though, it wasn't something we'd chosen to share."
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Another pause, this one thoughtful. Elektra spoke of the future, but the question was more relevant to the past, and after a moment, Teja shook her head, deciding to move forward.
“Essentially, what Hector and I had was a suicide pact. We had convinced ourselves that we were the only ones who could possibly understand what we were going through. It wasn't at all a healthy mindset for either one of us, and contributed in large part to what happened. In retrospect, both of us should have reached out more - not only to the team, either. We both should have been in therapy."
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Teja wondered if that statement would be unexpected - not because of its accuracy, but the fact that she had dared to come out and say it. Heroes weren't supposed to need help, after all. Not only heroes, Teja had seen the same thing many times in the army, where people were unwilling to reach out for 'unnecessary' counseling that got in the way of what they thought they should be doing. She'd been very much on the side of therapy being an interference, herself, for quite some time.

Yet, it was exactly that attitude that kept people from reaching out - exactly that attitude that made people like herself and Hector feel like they should be able to manage this on their own, and had to manage this on their own. Teja wondered if things could have gone differently for others, too, in different situations. Brock LaVerne had struggled as well, she knew.

And someone had to take the first step in this - to show other people that she could admit that she couldn't do everything on her own, that she needed other people. In many ways, Teja hated it - her need to be self-reliant even now trembled before the phrasing, the open display of her own weakness before the entire world she sought to protect-

Abruptly, she paused the turn of her thoughts, inhaling once, exhaling carefully. She knew exactly where that mindset was coming from. It would not help to deny it, so she acknowledged it and set it aside, retrieving her own calm and focusing on neither the past nor the future, but merely the present.
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“I suppose it’s hard to ask for help, when you’ve convinced yourself you’re supposed to be a hero.”

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Re: Circuit Release [Semi-Open]

Post by Lord of Nothing » Mon Jul 06, 2020 12:21 pm

Part of him was glad that he had a camera in front of his face. Helped hide his scowl. Part of him disliked being painted as an enemy -- but he took a sigh and remembered. A lot of the people here probably were out to get them. And there were people who were probably enemies here.

As he calmled down, he thought now was perhaps a good time to lower the camera. Yet he still held it with the immaculate precision of a trained gunmen. The camera trained on them at all times. Held steady. But zoomed out from the group as a whole as he got his answer.

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"Yes. You're improving. And I don't think that at any point time that people should forget what you've done. You've arguably become an emergency service staple in things from fighting gods to repelling alien invasions to fight large disasters. And I'd say there are a hell of a lot of people who are all thankful for that. You've recognized a problem and stepped down until it's solved. But there is one thing I haven't seen change. Something that your statement in and of itself proves."

The room was silent for a moment. Almost dramatically. Probably was just him but he felt like the narrative being woven induced a euphoric "flow-state" as the words came almost without any amount of conscious thought or calculation.

"It's that you seem content with dying as an example. You made a suicide pact before. And now it seems like you've made it again. Who am I to judge? Who are we to judge? I don't know. But the fact of the matter is that that alone seems like insanity. Thing of what that means to just let yourself die like that. Have you tried?" He said asking the same question as before. Only now it wasn't about him. It was about her and the team. "Are any of you?"

The camera is raised. And once again brought to absorb their faces.

"You've saved people. Maybe it's time for you to save yourselves."

And just like that, he almost felt like the magic was gone. The words didn't come. The crowd was silent. And he'd probably said a little bit too much. Taken up a whole lot of space. He sat down. Camera moving towards whoever got onto the podium to talk next. Ready to swerve whoever spoke at a fraction of a second's notice.
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