Megan chuckled at the display her fellow hero made, putting down what by now was quickly becoming a bag of slightly chilly water. "Sadly some of us still follow 'the laws of physics' instead of 'the vague suggestions of physics' so I think I'm going to leave physically competing with Brick strength to you" she said, grin returning easily to her face.

She nodded at the girl's reminiscing, it was the eternal problem of heroes that was one of many things all these writers had gotten correct even when superhuman abilities were the domain of fiction. "Yeah, it can really wear on you even if it isn't all that rational. Nobody can win every fight, there's lot's of us for a reason after all" she smiled, it really helped to have other Heroes to talk to for her, she'd felt incredibly alone in her abilities for such a long time. Even though she had known she wasn't the only metahuman out there, actually being able to talk about it and about her crazy new manner of employment was something she couldn't overstate the value of having. "I don't think I should blame myself... I just still do" she sighed with a smile saying something along the lines of 'Aren't brains absurd sometimes?' and shrugged.

All of a sudden in her usually Paladin-y way of movements that seemed like they would be smugly grinning at the entirety of classical physics if such a thing were possible, Megan found her hand being held by a girl who had moments previously been in an entirely different part of the room. Megan too got up, though with more adherence to the standard functioning of the universe, only just noticing the poster of the city's Heroes hung above the chair she'd been in, it was probably meant as a joke since whoever it was had sharpied over the list of names at the bottom with a written in comment of 'You should know perfectly well'. She quirked her grin at the poster a moment before saying "Of course, lead the way!" with excitement.

Menagerie had been a Hero for almost six months now and had been doing a reasonably good job of it, despite what she'd feared quite a few people seemed to like her, she was popular enough as a Hero but this was San Francisco after all so she didn't even crack the top five of local Heroes, not that it mattered all that much to her. Despite the best efforts of the Program, today had been a day when they got in too late to stop a criminal from escaping, three of them actually, and all that could be done was to look for survivors. Reports were that the three had been incredibly well-organized, but no known affiliations, no non-powered accomplices, and no clue what they were there for. Megan had been brought in to help rescue operations because one of them could create toxic and caustic gas that burned right through gas masks and the building they had attacked was still full of it, and her skeletons could go in with no risk. However, once she got there she had immediately been punched into a wall by one of the trio and they had fled. Megan wasn’t hurt badly enough that she couldn’t help get the survivors out, and now she had returned to the offices.

Megan sat down holding a bag of ice to the back of her head, slumping in more emotional than physical exhaustion. She’d done her best, she knew that, but she’d been blindsighted and not only had the perpetrators escaped, neither she nor the program knew anything more than one of their powers, and that another was a brick of some description. She still wore the thin almost glittery looking black clothing that she used under her costume, it wasn’t identifiable since her armor covered it, and it wasn’t like just anybody had access to this… well she assumed it was a break room, she didn’t actually know, what had mattered was that it had a nice chair. The door creaked and opened and Megan's eyes flashed to it. 

Alice Morrow

Since becoming a Hero Megan had done all sorts of things she would never have imagined, acting in unusual situations as crime fighter, emergency rescue, and now for some reason crash site retrieval team. It would be a lie if she said she didn't think it was a rather curious thing to send two Heroes in, including one of the program's heavy hitters. Speaking of Gravity Girl, Megan was surprised and just a bit nervous to be working with such a recognizable name, especially given the person it belonged to was incredibly powerful from what she knew. She chided herself for being silly, she had met Paladin, for whom both of these things also applied, before and that had been fine. Perhaps then the issue was that she knew she'd be meeting her fellow Hero beforehand, while by the time she had even had the chance to process Paladin's fame she had already seen how... normal she actually was.

Whatever the case, it was a reasonable mission to send her on, she's been getter better at sensing bones through practice and could use that as a very rough kind of radar, though with her range of four square miles it was going to take some looking, hence the eyes in the sky. Menagerie adjusted her mask, though helmet might be a better word for the dark blue piece of one-way reflective material covering her face from just above her lips up, it's edges the same chalky white as what most people immediately seemed to term 'bone armor'. The armor contained only small linings of actual bone (tests had determined it made her more agile in the suit as sensing the bone made it feel more like an extension of her own body), but the rest of the material, some sort of plastic she didn't know the name of, was the off-white of fresh bone so it made sense.

A vibrant flash of pink came flying down, and Megan turned to see the alarmingly bright outfit of Sunny Slater, her presence also accompanied by an extremely strong odor of perfume that seeped into Megan's mask within moments. She gave a slight wave, adopting an impish grin "Hey! I'm Menagerie, pleased to meet you." she held out her hand to shake. She hadn't been given that much information about her partner but there was a note somebody in the program had jotted down for her saying 'It's probably best if you do the planning' "Yeah! So I'm thinking maybe you do a sweep over the area, look for flattened plants, damage to trees, turned over dirt, that sort of thing. Once I'm within a few miles I'll probably be able to find the exact location, and between you and my skeletons it shouldn't be too hard to dig up. Sound good to you?"

Megan swiveled around as she heard the girl. It was the sort of thing she expected she'd be hearing a lot but there was something about the way it had been said that caught her attention. More of the situation started to click into place in Megan's mind, she took a step in the girl's direction, dismissing her skeletons and causing them to fade into smoke as their bones seemingly returned to their original resting places. 

Being a Hero was one of the most desirable seeming jobs on earth while simultaneously being one of the most brutal in practice. Many people said they would want to be one, but very rarely did they realize what it even meant- to be responsible for the safety of people at all times, to be placed in situations there was no way to prepare for against opponents you could never have predicted, to hide who you even were from the world just to get a chance for peace and quiet every once and a while. Most people said the words the girl had with a wishful undercurrent; she had said it more like a goal.

Softly, Megan said "Are you sure? It's a tough way to live honestly, though... I suppose you get hat that's like already" she sighed and cracked a small smile "Nonetheless, an admirable sentiment, there's not nearly enough people around who truly want to help" Megan probably could have listed a number of reasons why the girl couldn't be a hero (for a few more years at any rate), but she had never wanted to be that sort of a person. What mattered was that there was a voice to be heard, not who it belonged to.

For somebody who came across as rather silly Kathy could deliver a point quite well, Megan mused at her speech. It was true that the world had gotten rather crazy and a lot more dangerous, but that was distracting some people from the fact that the sort of heroes millions had  idolized and loved stories of now existed. The very choice to do the whole costumes and code-name thing showed a recognition of this. There were plenty of things out there to be frightened of, and not nearly enough to be a source of hope. Doing the right thing was great, but inspiring others to believe in doing the right thing was a much bigger task.

Megan grasped her hands together absentmindedly, leaning into the conversation with her enthusiasm once again rising. "Somehow I end up getting a lot of my conversations sidetracked with discussions of philosophy. But to answer your questions I'm still really setting up here as far as personal life goes, I don't really know many people outside my coworkers yet but I'm getting along with most of them. San Francisco is... different than I'm used to, more chaotic really but it kind of feels more alive because of that" she smiled "So how about you? It's been a while since I was last on the east coast, anything interesting going on over in New York recently?" 

"Honestly for the area I think I got a pretty decent deal. Everywhere seems to be getting progressively more expensive like every week" Menagerie said with a slight chuckle. It was something most young adults had trouble with at some point but the prices were most definitely higher in San Francisco than she had seen before, especially considering that voice acting had per-job payment so the cash she had on hand could vary wildly. She gratefully took her food, thanking the chef with an impish grin still on her face, the heat of it evident even through her gloves elastic and vaguely cloth-like material she couldn't really identify with any confidence. He was certainly right that there wasn't really a lot of room for more things on the truck's walls, though she also would have said that if it was far less full yet more room had somehow been found. 

Nodding along with what Paladin said Menagerie noted "Seems a little odd that a neurology lab would have that large of a effect but it makes sense I suppose. I get that it's a high-population city and all but it feels sometimes like there's a really proportionally high number of Metahumans here" she shrugged. Her smile faded at Paladin's words after that though. "I mean... I haven't been out doing heroing for long of course so not... quite, but the reason I haven't been is in part because of that very thing. I never really figured myself as Hero material for a few reasons" there was of course the obvious fact of her powers nature, as well as the fact that he wasn't very good at following orders and just barely passed the program's physicals, and even that she couldn't so much fight very well herself as much as create others to fight for her.