Rebecca smiled as she flipped through the various channels, wrapped up nice and warm in a cozy blanket. The media was going berserk with the coverage of the attack, not only because it was one of the largest attacks in recent memory, but also because Starchild had actually taken part in the fight. Not that the other vigilantes didn't get their screen time, we were living in the age where everybody and their mother had a decent working camera attached to their phone, so there was plenty of footage to choose from. Rebecca frowned as the scene of her ripping the head off of the robot was shown, but from a rather suggestive angle... Her armor tended to cling rather tightly to her skin, and with the laser that hit her scorching away her clothing, she was left rather... 'open' so to speak. And while Starchild was certainly getting the most screen time out of all the vigilantes, the others weren't forgotten either. Most simply wondered who they were and where they came from.<br/><br/>The internet wasn't that much calmer either, with forums and social media running rampant on why this attack had taken place. The prison escape hadn't been made public knowledge at that stage. One crack-pot theory after the other was thrown out there, as every paranoid nutjob crawled out of the woodworks. There was even one theory going around that this had all been staged by Starchild and the record companies, to boost her popularity even further, to have her surpass Paragon.<br/><br/>Which did bring up Paragon's public broadcast, the reason for the meeting was never mentioned. Some believed it was simply to rewards the heroes of the day with medals, after all, nobody knew who most of these vigilantes were, aside from Starchild. Another, less vocal, theory was that Paragon was going to  form a new superteam. Some people rumored that they had seen something going on at the Lannister Security Center, and that it had something to do with the attack on the city.<br/><br/>As for the invite itself, Rebecca could hardly deny it, now could she? But what to wear, what to wear? Rebecca frowned as she bit down on her knuckle, slowly letting her gaze go through the spacious walk-in closet. She liked to think she had an outfit ready for any situation, be it a boring sunday evening with a crappy movie and a bag of chips, or a fancy million dollar record deal-dinner. But meeting the most famous metahuman on the planet? Under what category did that fall?<br/><br/>A smile gradually appeared, as an idea began to form. Walking over towards the intercom device that was linked across the building, she pressed a small button.<span style="color: #7000B2">"Sergio, you there?"</span>She asked, knowing full well that the man was always there. Of all the people that worked for her, Sergio was the only one she could depend upon at any time. "Yeah boss, I'm here." The somewhat distorted voice answered.<span style="color: #7000B2">"Get the car ready, we've got a meeting to attend to."</span><br/><br/>The drive wasn't that far, but with New York's traffic, it would still take a good 20 to 30 minutes to get there. It gave Rebecca the time to reflect on what had happened today. The idea still sounded ludicrous in her mind. She had fought a killer robot, and won. This was the kind of shit you read about in the newspaper, or heard on the news, done by actual superheroes. Not some celebrity who's only known for a fancy looking power and a good voice. Not that it felt bad, not by a long shot. Rebecca hadn't felt this alive in years!<br/><br/>"Euhm, boss?" Sergio's voice snapped Rebecca out of her thoughts. "I think you should see this."<br/><br/>Sighing, Rebecca peered out the front window and saw the masses of people that had gathered in front of the Empire State Building. She didn't even feel surprised. The two most famous metahumans were meeting here, after all. This was bound to attract the attention of fans and press alike. Thankfully the police, or perhaps Paragon herself, had foreseen this as well, and there were a few cops handling the people, preventing them from storming inside and making room for the guests.<br/><br/><span style="color: #7000B2">"Just get us in, it should be fine."</span>Rebecca sighed, as she slumped back into her seat. As the black car slowly pulled up to the front entrance, Sergio quickly jumped out and circled the car, opening the door for Rebecca.<br/><br/>Smiling broadly, Rebecca stepped out of the car. Her outfit would later on be described as 'out of this world' as a pun on its appearance. It had taken her months to get this correctly, but she was wearing a dress made out of the same material as her power! The strange material, that almost looked like you could stick your hand into it and reach out into space itself. The dress showed off a daring amount of ample cleavage, and a slit on the side did the same for her thigh, but overall it had an elegant look to it.<br/><br/>Smiling and waving, occasionally posing for a photographer she recognized, Rebecca made her way into the building. Only when she actually stepped into the foyer, did she suddenly realize that despite Paragon invited her to meet in the Empire State Building, she had failed to mention where exactly.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>