Behind the men you notice your mother and father standing together, your mother's eyes downcast, while your father delivers the unfortunate message: "...e warned you too many times. We signed you up for a summer camp that specializes in troubled young adults like you, Dear. We're hoping this teaches you some respect. Do what these men tell you, don't make things harder than they need to be." What?! No way! I'm not going to some stupid summer camp, I'm 18! I'm an adult and I can do what I want!". Antoine turned from the helm. He laughed with her.“It is good, is it not, Amélie?”She leaned close to him and kissed his cheek. His blue-black skin had the barest hint of sunburn.“Yes, Antoine.”She recalled their escape from the town, the connection to Captain Beauchamp’s pirate crew. Well, not exactly pirates. What was certain is that Beauchamp and his crew would go anywhere, deliver anything with their sloop, no questions asked. That included passengers, and through Antoine’s friends, Michél. Once she got the word that he would be getting the loan, she got serious about packing the stuff she was taking. All of PJ's clothes, toys, and furniture, of course as well as her clothes and some family heirlooms. She figured she would stay with her folks for the better part of a year, so she did not need much of the other furnishings or kitchen utensils, and nothing was brand new anyway. She had never really cared for the bedroom set as it had been a wedding present from his parents and was. That not a single bullet was going hurt me or any of my mortal friends! As for most of the three dozen or so assembled super-powered heroines, there wasn’t one of them really that was the least bit frightened by gaggles of gunsels spewing lead! Some, especially the mightiest ones on the front line, were innately bullet-proof and others had protective armor in their costumes or else were just too fast to be hit either in flight or on the run.A cameraman from the Gazette caught the scene.
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