Off to find someone who knows what happened to me. She stood, stumbling a half step at the weight on her chest she still hadn’t gotten used to
First she had to find something capable of handling her high speed, and possibly a bra. I’m going to need a guide too.
“Gideon is there any supplies for a suit or to transport a AI?” She had to admit to herself her Gideon was gone, crushed to pieces by her transformation earlier.
“Yes, Eobard Thawne kept a set of gauntlet devices capable of housing a AI, as to a suit there are several prototypes created my Cisco Roman in his lab.” For the gauntlet part a small storage section opened out of the wall, a set of gauntlets similar yet more advanced than Nora’s own arranged inside.
“Please prep for immediate transfer to a gauntlet,” Nora said. I’ve stayed here for too long. If all the giants had aunt Kara’s powers she couldn’t linger here for too long .
“Of course.”
“I will be right back with a new suit, please transfer yourself.”
“Am I to leave any operation capacity inside of this time vault?”
“How much efficiency will you loose?”
“None, operational capacity will be unaffected, essentially a second Gideon will be created.”
“That’s-thats possible?” Nora asked. How have I never heard about this? Sure AI were limited from her time but something like this was unheard of.
“Yes, I am an advanced Gideon model, it is entirely possible.”
“Okay fine. Please prepare a list of any magic users still unaffected and that I am able to reach.”
“Compiling.”
Nora left the time-vault, squeezing past wreckage and through detours to reach Cisco’s lab.
A entire rack of various suits hung in the corner of the room, from her dad’s, a few she didn’t recognize and others. Her choices for a super-suit not too limited.
This could work.
From there a new, if small issue emerged. Most of the suits had not been made with her bust in mind, quickly ruling out dozens of options at super speed.
The same problem kept popping up in the shots, she simply couldn’t get the suits past her breasts. Half the time either stuck below her breasts or a impractical near boob window.
There was one in the back, Nora ruled it out earlier thinking the red suit another of her father’s. How wrong she was.
Lifting it out showed with a tag declaring it a prototype, one of a certain hero Nora always looked up to.
“So schway this is Jesse Quicks suit.”
“It fits!” Apparently Jesse Quick had breasts the same size as now Nora, while snug she finally had a fitting suit and some support.
A quick trip back upstairs to check out the list Gideon made, and to grab a new gauntlet and mobile Gideon.
“Results please?”
“Locally available magic users is limited, Dr Wells has only Damian Darhk, deceased. Nora Darhk is currently outside the timeline. John Constantine, alive residing in England.”
“Any other choices?” Nora asked, from what she heard about John he would be the last resort. “Possibly multiverse.”
“Lena Luthor of earth-38 would be viable, current affliction is giant, Zatanna of earth-9 is possible.”
“So we got two choices staying on this earth, and one is only if we find the Waverider, or leave to the multiverse.”
“Correct.”
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