<strong>Myriad (LA)</strong><div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RfXHqEgwZZI/TeG7yJbxZaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/PfDfsz9b8Ps/s1600/dark-angel.jpg)</div><br/>Val-at-Home, or the three of them still there, was not too happy at the news of the religious types about Paragons. Val-at-Marie's was discussing what they needed to do to prove their abilities and what to leave out. Her 'changing' ability was going to be downplayed till they were sure what the authorities, as well as her heightened healing abilities. They would have to play up her single mind/multiple forms ability and show the footage she had shot of making her third and fourth forms. That was mostly pictures so they expected some flack over that.<br/><br/>Her head, singular or plural, was smarting from all the business talk going on. Marie had brought in a trio of specialist lawyers to set up her new contracts, given an expected up peak in her job requests. She was pretty, a skilled actress, and had a very marketable paragon power. Marie already had her signing incorporation papers in anticipation of 'Myriad' becoming very marketable. Her PA was running around getting ways to prove that her forms were identical. Finger print scanners, eye scanners, bio-metrics all all sorts, as well as pulling in a pair of stuffed shirts from Berkley to go over her ability in the right sort of science talk. Add in plans for a multiple location teleconference with her other forms, aside from one, and things were looking to be very, very chaotic.<br/><br/>"You know," she said to herselves as they ate lunch. "The one bad point of multiple bodies is all of us have to take aspirin for these sort of headaches."<br/><br/><strong>Myriad (NYC)</strong><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pdJDY9PvxRM/RwY1pKFGxXI/AAAAAAAAAYM/-e3Z2KfyQpg/s400/best-of-jessica-alba.jpg)</div>Val sighed as she took in her LA form's discussion, it was a definite head ache that was for sure. She was cleaning up the small apartment while her other two forms in town was out running. One of them was out running in Central park and the other was smoozing their director friend over an early dinner. She sat down and pulled out her laptop and hooked up to the wifi in the apartment and started looking over her options. Jobs didnt' find themselves and she was feeding three here (as well as helping send money home to help with her grandparents and 'hideaway' self)<br/><br/>"So, we need to cut this job off." She said to herself as she looked over the options since she would have to have all three of her at Marie's NYC associate for the teleconference. At least none of the forms here had to sit down and change back to her basic look. Her San Francisco and Las Vegas selves had to change for the teleconference. Which meant they would have to change back if they wanted to keep their nice stage act going. Odds are they would be leaving that gig behind soon enough, at least till they revealed their shape shifting talents.<br/><br/>She had to admit that she enjoyed the shape shifting bit. The forms in San Fran played as 'celebrity look a likes' of long dead super stars. The forms in Vegas had spent days tailoring their look to blend in. Even the form back home was looking a bit different than her normal look, better to 'hide in plain sight'. She wondered what the authorities would say when presented with her. Would they let her keep her ID and name for all her forms, or do something boneheaded like rule each as a separate person. Which could really such come April 15th she thought ruefully.<br/>