Dacia rolled her fingers across the smooth lines of her tool kit and sighed. She had liked being a supervillain well enough in the beginning. It had enough risk to keep her feeling alive without her mind wandering back to habits better left alone. It didn’t hurt that her nemesis was super cute, either. Sometimes Dacia would drop totally harmless glitter bombs just to watch Quest lunge for them, because the technologically-inclined superhera’s haptic controls did great things for her ass when she dived.
Now though, with all the changes to her life, with the time she almost really died and Quest saved her, and the time she called to confirm a robot battle and wound up spending five hours talking to her nemesis instead of trying to level Downtown with a fifty foot robot, well… Dacia didn’t feel much like supervillainy anymore.
Which wasn’t to say she felt heroic, not at all.
She just didn’t feel like anything.
She felt sad, and lonely. She wanted to rage and terrorize, and force the darkness in her mind onto the physical plane so that everyone could see it. But she didn’t want to at the same time. Or she did want to but didn’t have energy. It was all just a bit too confusing, and even Nimbus, the dark shadow that protected her was drifting gloomily towards a corner. Sighing, she flicked the little jingle bell that hung from a repurposed Christmas ornament where she’d framed Quest’s contact info. The superhera had said to call if things got really bad. Of course, it was so much effort to pick up the phone.
Doooo iiiiiiit, Nimbus hissed at her.
“Aren’t you supposed to encourage my evil ways?” Dacia asked. “Befriending a hero never makes a villain more evil. And unless you forget, she’s my type, too. Tall, sexy, cute, and straight.”
You’ll never get any villainy done while you’re mopeing, Nimbus snapped. She’s good for you, and I get better mileage on you when you’re not busy dragging back on me. I did agree in the compact to help you manage the depression.
“Fair enough.” Dacia snagged the ornament and her phone.
“Hello?” the superhera answered.
“Well, well, well, Quest,” she began, before parsing the sound of the word. “Holy crap, you sound terrible, what happened?”
“Lab explosion, I caught a lungful of dust,” Quest explained. “Can we reschedule whatever game you wanted to play? I can try to make it, but I’m just not up to any of the big things I know you like.”
“You stay put,” Dacia said firmly. “You are in no shape to so much as chase a mugger. I’m not letting my favorite toys get broken because I don’t pay attention to squeaky wheels.”
She didn’t really mean it like that, but appearances must be kept.
“Thanks, Dac,” Quest sighed. “I’m going back to bed then. Please don’t let anyone level the city?”
“I’m not a superhera,” Dacia spluttered.
“Of course not, I’m not worried about villains, you’re the biggest name and you keep the rest in check with your example. I’m worried about the damn city council. They keep bugging me about being a sponsored hera and doing official city events. I can barely do the recap conferences.”
“People suck sometimes,” Dacia said, nodding.
“Sooth,” Quest said into a yawn. Dacia waited a moment before realizing the hera had fallen asleep on the line. She hung up and snapped at Nimbus.
“Come on, we have crime to do,” she said.
I thought you told her you weren’t going to plot today, Nimbus said warily. For a dark shadow, Nimbus cared a great deal about promises.
“I’m not, I’m going to commit an impulse crime and steal chicken and dumpling soup and that rosewater gelato she likes. Then, I will break into her home, and hold her hostage, maybe tie her up with blankets, and make her watch Legend Dusters with me.”Well, Nimbus sighed, flowing into place. That’s different.
It's worth noting that this takes place before Dacia and Quest become girlfriends. At this juncture, Dacia doesn't even know Quest's non-hera name. Quest knows hers because for one, it's a lot safer that direction because Quest isn't given to blackmail or hostages, and two, Nimbus likes her and has partial say in what happens when Dacia is Darkmatter.