[@Wick]

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The news reporters were like some crazed pack of children demanding answers to all their questions shoving cameras and mics at Jess like weapons. She for her part tuned them out as if they didn't exist which for her was easy after practicing ignoring the squints and handlers all her life, plus these new protein bars were extra yummy.

Then while she was chewing happily Jessica was grabbed by one of the more aggressive reporters who was demanding she answer his question which was

[b]"Why do you think of yourself as so superior to true humanity that you dress like you belong to some professional sports team; aren't you just like those who attacked the city?"[/b]

Jess looked up at the man and his Cameraman and said in an innocent tone
[color=Tomato]"I love Swenson's Blueberry energy bars"[/color]

Then she drifted upwards like a child's balloon wearing a cheerful smile till she was 60 meters off the ground and exploded into motion accelerating to over 300 kph in less than 100 meters which caught the two news choppers off guard.

A short while later Jess is perched atop one of the Golden Gate's towers trying to come to grips with her emotional state.

She was confused on so many levels by how much her life had changed, how alien it all seemed.

~Is this how meta all feel or am I broken?~

She thought as the winds whipped around her.

She had tried to change how she felt so as to better match society at large who believed she was human like them but logic always intruded. She knew she wasn't human and all joking aside about her strange conception she was still a Meta not a human.

She saw how her expression of this fact made people make assumption that she; Jessica viewed herself as a social superior, an overlord. It was a preposterous thought that she wanted to command anyone or that she claimed genetic regency. It was a fact though that Drifter was a weapon, one crafted from 10 year old Meta given no choice or control and it was still going on.

Sure the League treated her differently and allotted her a wider range of freedom but in the end she was still told everything. Clothing, Residence, Duty, Association and Command structure; she was surprised that they still had never assigned her a rank or told her to come to attention in the presence of higher ups.