What The Luck!? Chapter 180
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Asher pulled the shirt from the rack and felt the fifty pounds of weight drag his arm down. "Maybe this will be harder than I thought…" Asher put it on and immediately felt the added strain on his chest and legs.
"Looks like a perfect fit, now come here." Jim reached out a hand and touched the shirt. A white handprint was left and his eyes were cloudy for a moment. "All done. My super power has registered you as the one who took out this item"
Jane was confused about what had just happened, "Your super power?"
"Yes, I have the tracking super power called guiding hand. Anything I put my handprint on is locked in to my mind like a beacon. So I do it to everyone and everything borrowed from here. I can follow any of the items anywhere. It is very useful when I was a hero. Now I just hang out here in my retirement." Jim had shocked the two. They did not know he had been a former hero.
"You are a super hero? What was your power classification? What did you do? What was your hero name?" The two instantly bombarded Jim with questions. This was a rare occurrence nowadays for him but he was still able to remain calm.
"I was just randed as a d class super power user. My hero name was white hand and I worked with dangerous villain transports. When a dangerous villain was being moved to different prisons or to court I would use my power so that if they escaped or were broken out they could be tracked. I can place about a hundred handprints before getting overloaded."
Asher and Jane were in awe. This wasn't the flashy super power they had seen on television, but this was the kind of super power that was highly used and highly sought after by the police. "So due to your super power's ability you were someone who didn't need to have a higher ranking super power to become a hero."
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"Exactly. I had an ability that was very useful for the police and since I traveled a lot and needed to help around the world I was given the supe rhero qualification. I met many heroes and traveled to many places. But it was a dangerous job and I could only keep it up for a few years. I still go an assist sometimes." Jim looked both happy and sad while remembering the travels.
"That is amazing. I wonder if anyone else from our year will be able to do that? I bet there are a lot of super powers that seem like they aren't powerful but can be used in a way that is extremely helpful to the way heroes work." Asher was sifting through his memory looking for these powers but realized he should keep focused on what he was doing.
Jim didn't appear to want to share anymore so the two continue on their exploration of the storage cabin. They had completely forgotten about the golden egg and were instead captivated by the many things there.
"This looks like it is one of those inflatable liferafts?" Asher had found the inflatable tools area and was looking at all the pictures next to them.
"You are correct. Many things are hard to travel with if the rescuers are in a dense area. Science has advanced a lot and we invented some very tough flexible fabrics. This means we are able to make inflatable rafts, sleds, tents, and even some small tools." Asher was looking at an inflatable shovel that was only a foot long. However, it was able to break through tough dirt. This was an amazing item for someone who needed to carry lighter equipment.
"And these are just pool floaties?" Jane had found that there were floaties of all sizes. "This one is a flamingo tube, why would this be here?"
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"For river floating. Not all campers train every day. Some take breaks and float in the river for a while. The good part is that the river curved around half the camp so we are able to start at the top end and float to the rapids where we get off and do it again. It is a great day of activity." Jim sounded like the staff enjoyed this often.
"Huh, who would have thought that-" Asher tapped the box for an inflatable liferaft and it exploded open causing the boxing to fly everywhere and in turn open themselves. In a matter of minutes, there were fifteen liferafts, ten pink flamingo tubes, a pile of inflatable shovels, and even two inflatable tents clogging the aisle they had been in.
"I can't breath!" Jane was thoroughly squished and was trying to pry herself from between two rafts. She was slowly squeezing out from between them as she moved toward asher who had been knocked to the ground.
"I can help you…" Asher was about to reach out and pull Jane out but he realized the position she was in.
"Come on, I am stuck here. I can't get myself free." Asher's eyes were glued to where she was stuck and didn't know what to say about it. If he pulled her out she would most likely have an overly stretched shirt. This thought made his mind turn steamy and start to fry. He was red faced before she even noticed her own situation.
"Ha! I'm free." Jane managed to free her arm and leg while gripping the shelf. She pulled herself forward and landed right in front of asher in her hands and knees. "Why didn't you help me?"
"I-I umm, I was just dazed from the raft exploding everywhere you know…" He was looking at Jane in front of him trying to tear his eyes away. He had a view any man would fight tooth and nail for leaning right in front of him.
Naturally, Jane was just looking at him confused and lost as to why he was suddenly so red faces and nervous. "Wait, wheres Jim?" Jane realized that there was a certain staff member missing from the little exploration group they had.
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