Becca and Reyna step through the doors in Millennium Park and enter Plidinous Vogue...

And what existed through the strange doors, materialized from nowhere, offering no hint to what terror lurked beyond?

No cell service.  That was pretty much the greatest of all the terrors.

Beyond the doors was... what appeared to be an office building floor.  It may've been modeled off of The Office, come to think of it.  Everything was cheerful and mundane.  There were an abundance of bean bags, that was a little unusual, but otherwise it was just an office building.  There were a series of doors leading out from the main area, but Bex bounced her way over and settled into one of the bigger bean bags.

There was a quiet "ding" and other stereotypical noises that came with being in an office, but the two of them were the only two apparently present.
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Reyna's eyes widened as she looked at the 'office', the petite raven haired young woman following the blonde into the office as she took off her winter coat as she gently placed it on a table. "No cell service?" She wasn't happy about that as she checked her phone and indeed it had no service, but at least it was very private. "And who is this friend?" She asked nervously as she looked around to see if there were any windows looking outward.  "He can return us to the park right?  Or somewhere close?  Is he coming?"  Her eyes were wide with shock at traveling through a door in the air into what looked like an office straight from the show The Office, except for all of the bean bags.  As she was walking around the room, she was randomly picking up small items, examining them and then putting them back down.

"Umm..well thank you for trusting me," Reyna nervously started as she moved over to Becca and smoothly lowering herself down onto a bean bag with all the grace her dance training gave her. "Um. my name is," she paused as she considered making up a name but figured that no one would recognize her name yet and the blonde had trusted her so she could return that trust, "Reyna and I have developed powers," she admitted nervously as she bite her lower lip as she looked at Daydreamer.  "Nothing as dramatic as teleporting though."

Bex smiled when Reyna followed her into Plidinous Vogue.  "Sooooo, we're actually in his belly right now," Bex explained, when Reyna asked if Pliddy was going to make an appearance.  "He's a big whale who swims around and he's got an office in his belly, so my friend Business Cat set up a business in his tummy so that he could work on his meowketing skills, and then when everybody needed somewhere special to go, I thought maybe this would be a cool spot for us to hang out in?"

She shrugged from her position on the bean bag.  "It's awesome to meet you, Reyna!  What's your power?  So I've met somebody who makes a lot of fire, she's super nice, I've met, uh, Karl, he's strong and he can fly.  Um.  I met..." Stephanie didn't want her telling anybody about her yet, right?  That seemed right.  "Oh!  Uh, I met a guy who was an owl but wasn't an owl 'cause he's an eidolon of the city, which I don't even know what that means but my friends thought maybe it meant he can become a reflection of the city area he's in?  He isn't a robot but he sounds like a robot."

"We are inside of him?" Reyna's eyes widen at the news as she looked around the room again, blinking her eyes in surprise as Becca talked about Business Cat using the room as a marketing room.  A giggle of escaped her lips through her shock as Becca said meowketting.  This wasn't making sense to Reyna, teleporting to a room was believable with powers, but for some reason the room being inside a giant whale was nonsensical and tossing the explanation of Business Cat into the mix just increased the poor singer's swirling thoughts.

Bex asking about her powers, brought her back to earth, "Umm... well my voice," she looked at Becca and shrugged as she settled deeper into the bean bag she was sitting in.  "You know that trick singers have of shattering glass?  I can shatter wood."  She flushed as she remembered shattering her desk when she stubbled her toe on it. "I can also...umm.. influence people's emotions." She shared with the blonde, noticing that the blonde hadn't shared her real name with her yet. "I am still figuring out how to control my powers and hoping someone can give me some advice."

"Whoa!!  That's so cool!!"  Bex, excitable thing that she was, hadn't realized she hadn't introduced herself.  A lot of people seemed to know who she was already on account of her having the situational awareness of a log.  Using her real name on Social Media?  Check.  Telling people about her social media when she was interaction with all these famous cool people like Karl Brenner or Reyna the Sing Queen?  Check.

Clearly, wisdom was not her strongest suit.

"I'm so sorry, I wish I could help.  Ummmm."  Bex scrunched her face and one of the doors opened.  From one of the rooms, a two foot tall cat wearing thick glasses, suspenders, a two-color collared shirt (with starched collar, of course), pleated pinstripe pants, and wingtips shimmied his way in to the group.  He had a cup of coffee with 'PURRFORMANCE REVIEWER' written on it.

"Say there, Sprout, I thought I heard the cat drag you in.  Reyna, it's a pleasure. Business Cat."  He extended a paw up towards her as he approached, ostensibly for a shake.

"Siren voice, eh?  Fits with the somewhat Grecian theme some of the others were leaning into.  We're putting together a brief franchise, the Paragons of Chicago.  Still some greowndwork to cover.  Pleasure to make your acquaintance."

Reyna couldn't help but smile in response to Becca's enthusiasm. "Well, maybe, once I get control of it," she nodded and smiled, "destroying furniture and accidentally making people agree with you isn't so fun," Reyna had to admit with a frown and then she smiled again, "Once I get control of it, it will be much more awesome!"

She nodded as Becca said she wished she could help, "Maybe the fire user might have some insights?" Reyna tried to rationalize, "Maybe controlling fire is like controlling my voice? Maybeee?"  She shrugged her shoulder when her mouth dropped and Reyna blinked as Business Cat walked in, in his excellently tailored suit and carrying a cup of coffee came in an introduced himself.  "Umm...hello .... umm  Mr Business Cat," her manners kicking in as she gently shook the Cat's paw, "It is very nice to meet you." She looked over at Becca to see if this was normal and the blonde was acting like it was. She looked back and forth between Becca and B. Cat, "Umm..a franchise? To do what?" She asked hesitantly.

"To make friends!" Becca answered, while Business Cat said, "to fight crime."  The handshake involved Business Cat's immaculately squishy toe-beans, which squished pleasantly against Reyna's palm.

They looked at each other and Business Cat shook his head sadly.  "Sprout's a big believer that friendship conquers all.  I'm a big believer that whatever source of power gave you the ability to alter minds and the integrity of wooden structures probably didn't stop at you. There're probably a handful of bad eggs out there, waiting to hatch."

"I'd love to introduce you to Whistler, by the way!  She's super cool and she was nice to me and my friends, and that's really awesome!"  Bex slowly extricated herself from the beanbag and did a big streeetch.  "I can add you to the group text if you want?  Would that be okay?  I know you have to go to work soon so I don't wanna space out and make you late."

As if summoned, although she had actually texted ahead and flown through the city at frankly unsafe speeds, Whistler strolled through the sliding Trader Joe doors into the office tummy of Plidinous Vogue.

The would-be heroine appeared to be embracing her resistance to cold, dressed as she was in a black nylon vest with a hood stitched into the collar, a sleeveless white V-neck tucked into jeans, themselves tucked into zipped combat boots. Two sleeves of tattoos on seriously athletic arms and a domino mask over her eyes that hid almost nothing rounded out the look.

"Yoo-hoo, Daydreamer, you here? Bee-Cee? Geo? It's Whistler! I texted I was coming but I think you said Pliddy messes with phone signals!" She called out, navigating to the bean bag area where she had previously been a guest.

Reyna giggled at the simultaneous responds of Becca and Business Cat, "Both can be true as well," she smiled and nodded at Becca, believing that making friends very important.  The more people make friends, the less people would become criminals, hopefully. She can't help but side with Business Cat as well, "But we should be prepared for when people disappoint us," she sighed in resignation that people are selfish at times.

"I would love to meet her," Reyna smiled and nodded, "Yes, add me to the group chat!  The more we share, the more we can figure out!  Like who set up the pillars."  She was getting ready to share her info for the group chat when suddenly a tall, buff woman stepped into the room as the petite raven haired woman rose gracefully to her feet.

"Oh, hello," she smiled and waved at the buff woman.

Bex gasped!  "I love when my friends just appear when I think about them!"

She ran over and gave Whistler a hug, while Business Cat sauntered forward and offered his paw out to the fire gal.  "Glad to see you weren't cat-ptured out there.  Purr-suing a life of vigilantism can be tough.  Good to see you again, Whistler."

"I was JUST talking about you.  Isn't that right, Reyna?  Whistler, this is Reyna.  She's not an owl either.  But she can do, like, voice stuff to wood and people!"

Whistler held up one hand in greeting to the dark-haired stranger, which set her up for an easy hug-ambush from the tiny dream-weaver. Wait, did this mean she was one of Becca's imaginary friends, or...?

"Hey, Day! Been doing your yoga wake-ups like I said I would, but it's good to see you again in person." Dani returned the hug, casually kicking aside the existential crisis that might have formed in a mind that could comprehend dread.

To Business Cat, she excitedly gave his widdle pawsy a shake and pointedly gave the beans a little squeeze. "Aw, that's nice of you to say, Bee-Cee, but it's been pretty mild this week. Maybe the holidays aren't so crime-ridden, or maybe I'm just bad at finding the crime. Anyway, nice to meet you, Reyna. I'm Whistler, apparently a partial topic of conversation.

"We'll find an owl person someday, I'm certain of it." She reassured the pint-sized blonde. "But vocal powers? Those sound cool, too!"
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Reyna smiled as Daydreamer ran over to hug Whistler as the tall woman returned the greetings of Day and Business Cat, or Bee-Cee. She giggled at all the cat puns that Bee-Cee used in his greeting toward the tall woman. She tilted her head at the assertation that she wasn't an owl person, "You are looking for an owl person?"  She asked curiously.


"So you are using your powers and looking for crime?" Reyna was surprised that the someone had just jumped into the idea of crime fighting. But looking over Whistler, if anyone was going to do it and kick ass at it, it was the woman in front of her. "Well, must be a good thing that it is hard to find crime, means that there isn't very much of it," Reyna tries to put a positive spin on the fact that Whistler wasn't find any crime.

"Yes, it can be very cool, although I need to learn to control it better," Reyna flushed slightly at Whistler's instant exclamation at how cool her powers were, "Since it is my voice, I have umm... accidentally destroyed some things and accidentally mesmerized people while singing." She shrugged embarrassedly at admitting the accidental uses of her power.

She turned toward Daydreamer, "Oh, I never asked, what is your power?"  Although it seemed that Daydreamer was good at finding unique people, like Bee-Cee, Plidinous the Whale and Whistler.

"I hope they're helpful!" Bex replied to Dani with a smile.  The beans of Business Cat were immaculately squishy.  The ideal amount of give and the softness of a kitten's paws.  Business Cat was not a man of hard labor or heavy living, clearly.

Turning back to Reyna, Bex nodded.  "It's a long story, but I thought I was gonna meet an owl man and then it wasn't an owl man so I'm just waiting, 'cause I'm sure now that I'll meet an owl man."  When the question of what Bex's powers were, there was another utterly sincere smile.

"I have the power of friendship," she confirmed, sealing her declaration with another nod.  From behind Reyna stepped a monstrously large man who appeared to be made out of felt, with an oven instead of a stomach.  It was, of course, impossible for him to have hidden behind Reyna, and yet there he was.

"Kerblerble," he rumblesteaked.  In this instance, it was the kerblerble of a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Reyna.  Whistler, you seem well!
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Dani had nothing to add to Becca's explanation about the elusive, entirely hypothetical owl superhero, just nodding her agreement to the teenager while she got the endorphin rush of petting a cat in a slightly atypical way.

"Yep, just flying or riding around and trying to do the superhero thing. Or should I say the Paragon thing?" She added with a pointed wink and finger-gun to Business Cat. "Or the Paragowl thing, eh? Ehhhhh?"

Fully aware of how bad that was, Dani pivoted off of the pun to Reyna's comment about destruction. "Oh, girl, I so get you. I torched some of my favorite clothes before I figured out how to control my powers, and set a lot of other things on fire while training. Some I just... Disintegrated. Because that's a thing. Hey, Chef!"

Another wave in greeting, this time to the towering felt man whose impossible language foisted itself into her brain. At his appearance, Dani delicately placed her hand on Rebecca's shoulder and explained in a gentle, almost conciliatory voice: "If I may add onto that: Daydreamer is a glorious golden bastion of friendship. However, uniquely, some of her friends, like Bee-Cee, the Chef, and Pliddy the Space Whale, they, um... How to put it? Some of them began life inside her imagination. Does that sound right, Day?"

The humanoid figure made of fine sand and dirt slowly stepped through the doors.  Standing just inside, Geo looked around slowly and just took in the impossibility of the situation he found himself in.  He had been prepared, to some extent anyway, but it didn't seem to help much.  The actual office part, except for how he got in, was the most normal of it all.

Finally turning to the small group of...people (?), Geo's sandy form nodded politely.  "Good morning.  I'm 'Geo' I guess; it's a recently taken name but it'll do I suppose," he said in a somewhat soft and shifting ton.  "Thank you for the invitation to...here. Whistler, nice to see you once more," he finished, nodding to the woman in question.

Reyna nodded along with a smile on her lips as Daydreamer explained about her dream of meeting of a owl man and Whistler nodded along, "It would be kewl to meet an owl man!  With your range of friends, I am sure you will eventually meet him," Reyna enthused.

Reyna suddenly felt a presence behind her as Whistler greeted someone as Chef and she heard, "Kerblerble," and as a presence pushes into her mind.  "AAAHHHHHHH!!!" She screamed in shock as she spun around to face behind her and seeing a man with an oven for a stomach and a person apparently made of sand.  Unfortunately her scream of surprise turned into a sonic wave that washed across the room destroying and tossing furniture into the far wall, glass shattering and spraying pieces across the room as the sonic wave hit people as she was whipping around.



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"Oh hi, Geo!" Rebecca started, and then the death scream emerged.  The good Chef Rumblesteak almost dodged out of the direct cone, but as a man made of felt with the general composition of a swole muppet, excepting of course the oven set in his belly, he was not exactly the most agile.  Still, he took the blast like a champ.  Business Cat took flight, his cup of coffee obliterated and his body yeeted through one of the doors, which magically closed after he got tossed through it.

The furniture was highly in disarray, little plastic pellets everywhere as the bean bags got blitzed.  The doors were resolute against the scream, but the office furniture within the little lounge area they were in?  Some of it was pulped, some of it was mangled.

And within the Chaos, a little confused, stood Bex.  Her arms were open towards Reyna.