Legends of... Yesterday?

ONE

"Not Much of A Choice"

It wasn't the first time Sami's fallen to her death.

Okay, that was a bit of an exaggeration. The nineteen-year-old college dropout could admit to this.

Honestly, she's been lucky enough to never actually die, it's always just felt like it. And she's never gotten used to her own blood-curdling scream that echoed throughout the air every time she's been blasted off a building.

This was just one of those times she had to save her own life.

"Miss Elliott? Is there anything I can assist you with-"

"Yes! goddamn it yes! Levitech, levitech levitech, damn it! Please, for fu-"

Her eyes were scrunched closed as she commanded the technology in her suit and helmet to do as she asked. The everyday pedestrians of Gradiant City gave her looks as they walked by in their work attire and streetwear.

One particular rag-tag guy patted her helmet as he skated by her, a disappointed look on his face.

Sami braved one eye open with a crooked look.

Great, she'd made a fool of herself for the billionth time in front of a city that was all too used to it.

"Aye, ma! I got lucky, I told you I could do it! I saw the super-suit girl!"

Sami turned her stiff head to find a man pointing his finger at her while his other hand secured the smartphone at his ear.

She wanted to yell 'screw you' to the apparent tourist. Instead, she smiled sweetly, yet tightly. "It's- it's Techsuit, actually. Sorry," she said as he walked past her, focusing more on his phone now than the superhero talking to him.

By now, everyone had seen the amazing levitating woman, and some were wondering what invisible bed was holding her up horizontally like that. Sami had more pressing concerns. Like getting down, which was always the hard part.

Techsuit refused to suspend her any lower than ten feet in the air, so she was stuck in the uncomfortable position of not being high enough to see over buildings, but low enough that people could prod at her helmet with selfie sticks.

One of these days, those creations would go out of style, Sami hoped.

Then she heard it.

"Sami," a voice in her head whined. It was a male voice which was different than the female robot that just came with the helmet, no questions asked. "Get down from there. Someone's live streaming you."

"Yeah, I'd be all for this publicity but you're only embarrassing yourself," said a third voice, this one was female but very human. Sami should know. After all, she's seen every bit of human Fallon Wright was. Regrettably. But that's roommates for you.

"Please listen to your best friend," Leo jeered in her head.

Sami let out a breath because the three of them literally wanted the same thing. Sami was just dumb enough not to oblige it. Chalk it up to stubbornness or lack of situational awareness.

"I am so glad I'm behind this computer because I wouldn't want to be associated with that one," Leo exclaimed heartily.

Sami squinted at the words before disengaging the levitech with a single command on her forearm.

Fallon laughed at Leo's words.

"I can hear you," Sami finally deadpanned.

Suddenly, the superhero heard a feminine 'oops' before a click, meaning Fallon had shut off her earpiece.