- IC CONTACT POST FOR MASKORMENACE -

[slightlyoffchilt]

"Hello.

You've reached the direct line of Doctor Frederick Chilton. As I am not available at the moment, you might assume I'm quite busy with something pressing. State your name and business, and I will return your call."

Comments

[slightlyoffchilt]

I don't believe they thought I felt anything but sincere relief, when in their midst.

[Because he did, when he had believed she was Freddie. Only Will and him could know that specific happiness inherent to seeing Freddie Lounds, alive and well, one last time.]

I doubt they have any reason to contact me again. [The reverse, however, was all but preordained. Chilton would be seeing this imposter, he would pursue them. He would ask them why they had done this to him.] But if I suspect any dire threat, perhaps I could give you a call? Or -- signal, somehow?

[boobwindow]

If you shout my name I'll hear it. It doesn't matter if I'm halfway across the country.

[ She'll keep an ear out for Chilton until this impostor business is sorted out. The last thing she wants is for him to drop dead right under her nose like Freddie had. ]

You said you ran into this impostor in a downtown bar here in Heropa. I assume now that they've been spotted there they'll try to avoid it. [ She rubs her chin thoughtfully. ] Did Lounds ever frequent that bar?

[ Is this impostor scoping out places Freddie's been to in the past? ]

[slightlyoffchilt]

Really? [That news was startling. If he shouted Power Girl's name, she had the ability to listen in? How was this extraordinary capability regulated? Had she trained her key to catch keywords, like some flesh and blood algorithm? It was something Chilton would ponder on later.] I'll... Keep that in mind.

[He frowned slightly, watching Power Girl with brief unease. It was a shame, in many ways, that she was so evidently stable. What a glorious project she could have made.]

It was only conveniently located -- if she did, I never saw her there. I suppose it isn't impossible.

[boobwindow]

[ His surprise barely fazes her; she has a tendency to shock people with that tidbit and she can't say she blames them. There is something unnerving about a power like that. A little too Big Brother if she were the paranoid, Batman type. ]

It begs the question: is she (he? I don't know) retracing Lounds' steps or is her face just a good disguise for whatever it is they're up to?

I can lurk these places and keep an eye out.

[slightlyoffchilt]

She went all around, hardly a creature of exposed comforts. Freddie was a... Private. Individual. Given how loud her choice of accessories happened to be, I imagine her familiar places would be small and subdued in comparison. [He shrugged, frowning. Profiling sane people wasn't his favorite hobby.] Coffee shops. Park benches.

[boobwindow]

I can move pretty fast.

[ She can hover around these places, but she can zip between other locations and still make out those bouncy red curls anywhere. Whoever this impostor is, they didn't pick someone who blended in that easily. ]

I'll take a look around just to see if they show their... her face. This is so creepy.

[slightlyoffchilt]

This imposter could also intentionally avoid Freddie's usual haunts, in case she -- them? -- isn't seeking attention from the likes of myself, or Will.

[He'd say try x club, but he wouldn't know what variable to fill in the x with.]

I'll be sure to leave the investigation wholly to you.

[Which is such a lie.]

[boobwindow]

I'll let you know if I spy anything.

[ She claps a firm hand down on Chilton's shoulder and moves back toward the window, pushing it open. ]

If you run into them again or find yourself in trouble, seriously: holler.

[slightlyoffchilt]

[Ow. Chilton glanced at that hand on his shoulder, somewhat alarmed.]

Yes... Of course. [Difficult not to take that as a threat, despite the fact that Power Girl was quite obviously offering aid and was not, in fact, going to beat him up right now.]

I will do that, Power Girl. Thank you.