[Video: early morning]

[greenisthenewblack]

[Sheila's in a bathrobe, looking rather more disheveled and irate than... most people on the network have seen her before. If they've seen her at all. This is, after all, her first video.]

[She'd be more concerned about her appearance if both hands weren't, y'know. Glowing. Glowing green, in fact, with a few black flecks. She gives a deep, exasperated sigh.]

Great. Now I glow.

Other people blast things, or get cyborg implants, or super-strength.

I fucking glow.

Comments

[Video]

[greenisthenewblack]

Yep. Just glows. Doesn't seem to do anything else.

[voice]

[seishindairingun]

Does the glow show through things, though? Gloves?

[Video]

[greenisthenewblack]

Haven't tried that yet. I'll have to check.

[Boy, does this person sound familiar.]

I can turn it off. Don't know how easily it flares back up, though. Might need to take a day and experiment.

[seishindairingun]

Maybe it's like riding a bicycle? How did it happen, anyway?

[greenisthenewblack]

Near as I can tell? It's from one of my students demonstrating her glowing psychic powers. Only I didn't get the useful half of that.

[At the time, she'd found the idea psychic powers... kind of creepy. Funny how a little perspective changes things.]

[seishindairingun]

[She's heard of odd things going on with Number people, but has never asked the specifics before.]

Glowing psychic powers? Do... psychic powers normally glow? [Because that's the question to be asking here.]

[greenisthenewblack]

Apparently hers do, and some other people's, though I haven't met them personally. Don't know if that's in store for me. So far I haven't started throwing anything around with my mind...

[seishindairingun]

[Haha, would "throwing things with her mind" have been good or bad for Inga? Though she's trying to keep that on the down-low, hence using audio for this. Not that she's disguising her voice or anything.]

Well, that's... unusual. Is it unusual? Does it normally come in stages like that?

[greenisthenewblack]

From what people have been saying? Yeah, it can. Honestly, I don't even have any echo-memories of my hands glowing, so for all I know this is it. Maybe I'm another of these glow-psychics. Maybe they'll be some sort of ghost-energy-blasts. Maybe I'll learn how to do killer shadow puppets... no fucking clue.

[seishindairingun]

Killer shadow puppets wouldn't be so bad, would it? You can entertain your—wait, what grade do you teach?

[greenisthenewblack]

High schoolers. Not that they wouldn't appreciate the show, mind you. Maybe more than younger kids, even.

[seishindairingun]

[That gets a laugh.] I'll take your word for it. But high schoolers are more likely to be critical, right?

[greenisthenewblack]

If it'll get them out of learning about the Battle of Gettysburg? Nah, not really.

[seishindairingun]

I'm sure there's one kid who'll report you, though. [Latent high school memories. The horror.]

[greenisthenewblack]

Eh. Can't please everyone. But I do prefer that my students learn something.

[seishindairingun]

Scare them into doing their homework? They don't know it's just a shadow puppet.

[greenisthenewblack]

Hm. It is a plan. I'll consider it.

[seishindairingun]

Er, that's... assuming that's what the glow is for? [She was just joking before, but maybe that was a serious suggestion?]

By the way... I don't think I ever got your name?

[greenisthenewblack]

Damned if I know what it's for, 'cept being obnoxious. Just gotta laugh or I'll go nuts.

Sheila Go. Yours?

[seishindairingun]

I'm Inga. Nice to meet you.

[greenisthenewblack]

You know, you sound kinda familiar, Inga. Have we met?

[seishindairingun]

Sort of....

[Should probably go with the truth.] We met once. I tripped on something at the time.

[greenisthenewblack]

Oh. Riiiight. Coffee lady.

You always that good at keeping secrets, or was that day special?

[seishindairingun]

Secre...?[Oh, the Number thing?]

I'd just found out about it! [And she was pretty embarrassed, but no point in bringing that up now.] I hadn't met anyone from it before. It might still have been a joke.