POTENTIAL 1

“Are you kidding?” Heaped up in front of Sara is the @SARAHPHIM. It’s swirls of berry, both dark and bright, shot through a creamy vanilla, with those little crunchy candy stars worked in. When you bite down on them, they fizzle and pop. It’s served in a speciality stained glass cup. “We wrecked face! Victor handled Vicki’s rampage by hijacking her skillwires, Euna saved the Shogun, I saved pretty much literally everybody else, even managed to save the life of a kid [i]and[/i] her teddy bear, which, you know, that’s [i]professionalism[/i] for you.”

Really, she should already be working the angles. Trying to figure out what a post-AEGIS career is going to look like. Putting her head together with Euna to scheme about what comes next. Posting exclusive ice cream brunch pics to the Golden Patron tier. But, well... she damn near burnt the hardlight out of her spine today. She doesn’t even want to [i]touch[/i] her powers right now, much less promote herself.

Right now, she’s stealing from Euna’s ice cream, sitting shoulder-to-shoulder with Ferra, and grinning at Victor, who looks like he needs to lighten up hard. Come on! This is a [i]celebration![/i]

Let’s party already!

[Sara marks Potential, and Ferra gets to shift her labels.]