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Chapter 1-3

The sun could not have risen slower. At the moment Georgia was riding with Kurt down to medhall where a friend would be able to run an MRI for a cheap price.

"I still don't trust medhall," Georgia says

"What's not to trust?" Kurt asks

"I can not tell you because of the unwritten rules. Does that answer your question?" Georgia asks

"Oh, well shit. You are positive you won't come up as a parahuman on the machine right?" Kurt asks

"90% certain I won't," Georgia asks

"You, don't have any family nearby you should be worried about right?" Kurt asks

"My nearest family member is a Great Great Great Grandmother over in Boston, actually my kid niece is also in Boston I think? I've also got a Cousin close by in Camden New Jersey, though if they go after her the black dragon is sure to surprise them." Georgia says trying not to giggle.

"That's a lot of greats… So your niece? If you don't mind me asking what's her name?" Kurt asks

"Cassin," Georgia says

Realization seems to dawn on Kurt before he decides to fish for information.

"Do you have a great-grandmother in Texas? I'm also gonna guess Cassin has a sister in Lousiana," Kurt says

"How do you know that?" Georgia asks

"Oh, would you look at that we are here," Kurt says as they finally pull into the medhall parking lot.

Georgia meanwhile finally thinks she's made it obvious enough. Now it is just get confirmed to not have a Corona Pollentia, and it's smooth sailing.

Georgia walks up to the door with Kurt humming The Final Solution by Sabaton, there are a few weird looks however no one seems to know what song it is.

'Say Captain did my phone come with us?' Georgia asks

"Hey?"

'Oh? It did! That's great! How can I come aboard and interact with it?' Georgia asks not paying attention to the bribe that just happened in front of her as they are walking to the MRI machine.

"Right Georgia?" Kurt suddenly asks

"What? Sorry spaced out." Georgia says

"We were talking about the second opinion since the last one came back with a faulty result," Kurt says

"Ah, that! Yeah, I'm hoping not to have 3 tumors." Georgia says

"Well since you were not paying attention earlier. Hello, I am Justin." Justin says introducing himself.

"Hallo," Georgia replies with a small wave.

"deutsch?" James asks a little shocked

"Ja, ein wenig," Georgia replies

"Glad to help a fellow German," James says with a smile

"On my grandmother's side," Georgia says technically not lying though with being a shipgirl she's 100% American now. With a specialty of delivering 18 inches of freedom in 1 and a half-ton shells.

James nods to himself motioning over toward the MRI machine.

"You don't have anything metal on you right?" James's asks

"I should be good?" Georgia answers

"Why is that a question?" James asks

"Cavities, though I'm fairly certain the filling isn't metal," Georgia says

"Got it! Just go ahead and lay down on the table then." James says

"This is off the record right?" Kurt asks

"Completely," James says

The narrative has been taken without permission. Report any sightings.

"Well let's get this over with then," Georgia says

The giant magnet begins to spin up.

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In the car on the way back to the docks.

"So, how's it going co-worker?" Georgia asks

"Well, today is probably gonna be the second best day after my wedding, and only because Lacey would end me if it wasn't our wedding… I forgot to call Lacey!" Kurt shouts

"No phone calls while driving. You're going to have to wait till we get back to the docks," Georgia says.

"Right, Danny would yell my ear off if he found out," Kurt says.

"Huh? That's a story I'll wanna hear later. So, now that you've got a manager for tourism. I'll have to reach out to the Convention and Vistors Bureau. I mean your city already sees a bunch of darwin award winners who visit for the cape tourism. We could also probably interact with the PRT to have a ferry go out to the Rig and they could have tours of that," Georgia says

"That sounds like a plan. Do you have it all settled?" Kurt asks

"I'll work it out on a laptop. Is that the PRT offices?" Georgia asks

"Yeah?" Kurt says

"How about, you drop me off there, and I'll meet you back at the DWU?" Georgia says putting on a Navy Blue face mask and sunglasses. Her heterochromatic eyes are very distinct.

"Do, I wanna know where you got from?" Kurt asks

"Well, you see I honestly don't know," Georgia says as the car slows to a stop.

"Tell Danny, I'll be there for my first day on Monday," Georgia says stepping out of the car.

Once she's out she shouts "Thank you for the ride, random citizen, actually what's your name?!"

"It's Kurt," Kurt says with a smile playing along.

"Thank you, Kurt," Georgia says closing the car door and summons her rigging.

The watchers on the streets quickly start to pull out cameras as Georgia walks into the PRT office.

The poor receptionist bless her heart cause it nearly stopped when Georgia walked into the lobby.

"Hello, I am here for power testing," Georgia says

"Oh? Well shit,"

At that point however it was too late the panic button was already pressed.

"Panic button?" Georgia asks

The receptionist nods.

"Well, anyways while we are waiting for the cavalry to arrive, I am Battlewagon BB-70. Nice to meet you," Georgia says

Suddenly several doors burst open as PRT Troopers rush the room with riot shields and foam launchers.

Georgia puts her hands up and says "If you foam me I am going to be upset, that stuff would be impossible to get out of my turrets."

Several of the troopers suddenly get seem even more eager to foam her.

"Ah, I get it. I forgot to fire the salute before entering port you all think my guns are loaded," Georgia says in realization.

'Wait, why do I know that?' Georgia thinks

"You actually believe that?" Armsmasters asks incredulously.

"So, why don't we take this to an office? I can register as an affiliate and do powers testing, Or I could fill out the paperwork on the way to the power testing room. It's more efficient," Georgia says

Armsmaster nods.

"Console all clear, just a cape coming in for power testing," Armsmaster says into his helmet.