Parahuman Intuition 3

My eye roved over the crowd of Shin parahumans. Two stood out to me.

A man with what looked like a blue moth mask, wearing multiple layers of blue and white capes that wrapped around him, almost encasing his body. He didn't seem to have access to his arms or even the full range of motion of his legs. His hair was nearly white, he was tall, and his lower face, visible beneath the mask, had a constant, slight smile to it.

Another was a woman, who slouched badly with her arms hanging at her sides as if there was an anchor tied to each hand. She was missing one eye, the socket surrounded by a burn, and one of her breasts was gone. She was beautiful in a scary sort of way, and the scars didn't take away from that. Her posture did.

She was paying more attention to Chris than anyone else, and Chris tended to get a lot of attention already. Obsessive level of attention, then.

I'd heard that Goddess had access to a parahuman who could alter people's appearances. That she'd used this parahuman to make her parahumans beautiful and healthy. It was in the Warden's records, because there had been notices to watch out for Shin agents, after the issue at the prison a week ago. To warn teams about taking on new and attractive members.

Those two felt like the ones to watch. It was another intuitive thing, another thing for me to keep track of. Another thing for me to juggle.

- Sundown 17.8