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[indent][b]//AE 53, Sol 13
//After Hours[/b][/indent][hr]
[sub][@PapiTan][/sub]
Shedding her outfit and going incognito best she could, at least, helped dampen some of the influence of the Moon Arrow's sensitivity, and the hospital that Remington's had sent her the address to was a smaller, more exclusive one, no doubt meant for celebrity athletes to recover in.

The front desk receptionist, working her 7th shift in a row (Ministry-approved, due to the Nursing Union's negotiations two years back), did in fact point her towards the fourth floor, third wing when she mentioned Remy's name, and the rest of the journey went without much in particular to note. Machines beeped and buzzed, tablets sounded quietly through rooms, patients coughed and wheezed and dreamed. A few of the staff she passed nodded or smiled at her, but none of them appeared to guess that she was a 200,000 Fame Talent. Or maybe they did, but had seen enough other celebrity-types to no longer bat an eye when one visited.

And as for Remy himself?

In a warmly lit room with a window overlooking a budding garden, the dark-skinned athlete reclined upon the hospital bed, a conspicuously round hump bulging out from his covered body.

[b]"Ah, Silvia,"[/b] he smiled, gently, maternally, the incandescent glow making him akin to the quintessential expecting mother. [b]"Surprise. I'm pregnant."[/b]

[sub][@Digmata][/sub]
Pearl pressed a thumb against the underside of her chin as Phoebe spoke, her own expression knotting in a mixture of confusion and concern. While every Talent at Aspera had been coached to expect some degree of enmity as one became more and more popular, her understanding of the Moon Arrow (because of course the Agency would share information on other Talents they were partnering up with) was that of someone who was brusque and professional, focused on realheroics. She wasn't a drama hound or she'd stop wearing a hood, and if she wanted money, fame, and sponsorships, there were far better ways to handle it than going on patrols and detaining petty thieves. And while there may be some tensions between the Moon Arrow and the Maiden of Hope, at the same time...

What Phoebe was describing sounded really bad?

[b]"I do apologize, Miss Phoebe,"[/b] Pearl spoke, compromising best she could, [b]"but I'm not certain I possess enough information to really be able to make sense of this. Did the manager mention anything to you?"[/b] Her brows knotted, dark eyes narrowing in deeper thought. It was hard to tell how much of Elpis's empathy was 'real' from the perspective of someone who had nothing of the sorts; certainly, these perception-related abilities didn't stand up in court. Yet if it troubled her this much? If it was actually as dire as her visions seemed to make it out to be?

[b]"Amaris isn't a Villain, is she? Or, well, even a Villain wouldn't harbor such feelings in the depths of their heart. It's just not professional or healthy to feel that towards any one person."[/b] Oh, but on the other hand... [b]"But maybe it's just the influence of her Fame? Did you manage to have a talk with her after work?"[/b]

It wasn't unheard of for the perception of fans to start molding the inner personality of a Talent, after all. Perhaps a lone wolf persona like Amaris's somehow ended up developing an intense antipathy towards anyone whom she was forced to partner up with, and her managers simply didn't realize that side effect yet?