Uniforms... Huh

[wateronthebrain]

Erin turns over a business card in her hand a few times. Her father had been taking her a little more seriously and had been pleased with her last few test scores in school. So this little card with an appointment had come in the mail at school for her.

Apparently he was of the mind she needed a uniform. Not a bad thing really. He was going to foot the bill he just wanted her to go to this one place.

She didn't want to go alone so she decided to ambush the person who knew more about this than she did.

"Hey Bruce."

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[comic_awareness]

Bruce hid an amused grin behind his teacup. This tiny woman was... quite the spitfire.

"Sounds like you've had experience with this kind of thing."

[ngm_miscellaneous]

"You have no idea," Edna informs them enigmatically.

Before Erin can protest she is hurried to her feet by Edna. The short woman starts to take measurements and makes a few comments about girls knowing how to eat right.

"I will have the uniform sent to your school."

[wateronthebrain]

"School." Oh dear that doesn't sound good.

"Couldn't you mail it home instead? People are less likely to pry." See that tense smile? It's going to become very common place for Erin.

[comic_awareness]

Bruce picked up on that. "Or the Mansion, maybe?" he offered.

[wateronthebrain]

"Even better. Mom can't complain," Erin says brightly. The idea really appeals to her.

[comic_awareness]

Bruce laughed a little. "Parents can be the worst when it comes to costumes."

[wateronthebrain]

"At least your parents aren't like mine," Erin says with a shrug. Pressures of having totally crazy parents.

"At least Dad is being....nice. Now."

[comic_awareness]

"Point," Bruce agreed.

"Worried the other shoe is gonna drop?"

[wateronthebrain]

She nods sharply.

"In my family? Oh yeah... so long as I keep being clever it shouldn't be too bad," she says with a slight shrug. They're ready to go so she's making her way towards the front door.

[comic_awareness]

"Clever's good," Bruce agreed. "Always need more heroes who can think."

[wateronthebrain]

"Well I'm not dumb. I just have to think on my feet because Dad can be..... Pretty hard core with his punishments in was that are more creative than you'd think." She shrugs a bit. "It's not bad. Just draconian and good at driving his point home."

[comic_awareness]

"Sounds pretty crazy," Bruce agreed. "Or rough, at least."

[wateronthebrain]

"I make do," she says with a shrug as they're approaching the gate leading to the street.

"I mean even if I wasn't a mutant I'd be under pressure to succeed anyways."

[comic_awareness]

"My parents were always pretty relaxed," he conceded. "Focused, but relaxed."

He nodded. "Mine too. Always expected the best."

[wateronthebrain]

She glances up at him. God just a couple years made a difference.

"It's not so bad. I can meet their expectations."

[comic_awareness]

"Don't doubt it," Bruce said. "But just remember... figuring out who you want to be is the most important part."

[wateronthebrain]

"Right.... So far I know not a diplomat. Not my strong point. I don't like politics and can't stand brown nosing....And you're... doing something with art, right?"

[comic_awareness]

"Joe Kubert School," Bruce said. "So either something with comics or animation. Haven't fully decided yet."

[wateronthebrain]

"You'll figure it out," Erin says with a nod.

[comic_awareness]

"And you will too, I'm sure."