[h2]Alessa Heather: PRT Headquarters[/h2]
The sensation of becoming... [i]detached,[/i] was the word, from her power was unsettling, to say the least. Suddenly, she was a normal person, without abilities and without respite against the other supers of the world... or so she felt, anyway. If Ira could rework the effect, perhaps make a smaller version of the device to use on any given individual, it would give the local PRT a huge advantage - just stick it on the target, and they're immediately at your mercy. Though sticking it on the target may be easier said than done. Even so, she was much relieved at the return of her abilities, albeit still sniffling after her earlier outburst.

And then Tulpa spoke.

No. No, that wouldn't- surely that was-

But nothing in her mind suggested that nullifying his ability wouldn't be possible, if it was only Tinkers who weren't affected. And if that was the case, then he could be saved after all. They could save him. They, they could...

Not entirely sure what she was doing, Alessa stood from her place, slowly walked over to Ira, then grabbed her face and kissed her right on the lips, just briefly. When she pulled back, she had what felt like the biggest grin in the world on her face.

'Ira, you beautiful, [i]beautiful[/i] woman,' she uttered quietly. 'And you, Tulpa...-' she started, stumbling slightly in her haste to reach the other woman and peck her on the cheek as well, because she'd had the idea in the first place, and she deserved... they...

'This is huge, this is so huge,' she continued, rambling somewhat in her excitement. 'We can save him... [i]we can save Collin,[/i] Ira, we, we can... De- Decoy, do you hear that?!' she yelled at the ceiling. 'We can save him! We can sa- WE CAN SAVE... oh shit oh shit oh shit...'

She barely realised how quickly she was breathing until she'd made herself dizzy, and forced herself to slow down a bit. He wasn't doomed after all! He could be saved! This was great! This was the best possible thing! This... this called for a celebration, actually.

'Okay, okay, listen? Dinner and a date, everybody, on me, let's say tomorrow after training and stuff,' she kept going, because what better way to celebrate? Maybe a film? No, that'd take too long, but if they had to take time off then maybe... okay, yes, that worked. 'Ira, you work on that nullification field, make a version we can stick on a person, or like a long-lasting version of the briefcase, just something portable for Collin to have on him... this is... we can... we need to tell the director, we, oh my God...'

She decided she wasn't going to be able to focus enough to get anything else done that night. 'Okay, uh, meeting adjourned, somebody should, I should uh, I need to... uh, see you guys tomorrow.' And that said, she promptly ran from the meeting room, still calling to Decoy to see if he was listening, that Collin could be saved, they could save Collin, and for the love of God he needed to tell Director Kens about this, and where was the director when you needed him? She was crying again, but her spirit was jubilant, her good mood shining out for everybody to see. He could be saved.

[i]He can be saved.[/i]