Citadel (Book 1): Training in Necessity

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so.  When I have reached a city within the Battlegrounds, not a Border city but one well established, I would contact the Lord and petition to join him in a position of power and respect.'"
    Instructor Catherine looked up, when she was finished reading that one.  "I have my doubts about the subject's ability to make it through the application process.  As you will remember, the screenings are quite thorough.  That said, the subject has gone through the same thing. 
    It might be doable.  If it is, I'd rate that as a Class One or even an Extinction level threat.  Depends on what the crisis is, when he makes his move.  Please note, the powerset involved wouldn't rate more than a Class Three, at most, under other circumstances.
    I'm not bothering to read the thirty or so variations on 'rob a bank.'  Does anyone notice a common theme?" She looked around the room, waiting for an answer.  "You.  Anna Insight I believe?"
    "Yes ma'am." 
    She looked vaguely familiar.   His car sparkled in the early morning sun.  It might be just a little economy model, but to him it was a thing of beauty.   The girl who'd fought Jason on the first day? 
    "Planning and scope, ma'am.  The majority of the scenarios described spur of the moment crimes.  There was very little planning or forethought.  Those that did mention preparation, tended to be on such a grand scale that the likely response from Citadel, or other law enforcement, would all but guarantee their death or capture shortly afterwards.  Is that correct?"
    "Yes.  That's not quite universal, here or in the real world.  However, most Empowered criminals tend to assume nothing can stop them.  They just attack whatever target seems most appropriate to them.  A bank or police station, something high profile and impressive. 
    “On the other extreme, you get what the media insists on calling supervillains.  Empowered that realize they can be beaten in a straight fight, but think they can take on the world if they have the right plan.  They tend not to think of the consequences of success.  There is one more thing.  Did anyone notice it?"  Instructor Catherine searched the class for another volunteer as Anna sat down.  "Go ahead."
    "The response." Jason said.   It took the cops almost an hour to show up.  While they were waiting, Rick had him call the rest of the staff and tell them not to come in for the day.   
    "When the scenario failed to mention taking bystander survival into account, or when the described goal was essentially murderous, you always emphasized lethal force as the probable response.  If it was something small scale, and the description included a sense of caution regarding civilian casualties, you rarely mentioned lethal force and emphasized arrest or capture."  He sat down after he'd finished speaking.
    "Exactly.  Again, not a universal, but very common.  You'll get a better explanation next week, during your Procedures training, but that's basically right."
    Hector didn't like the mood of the crowd, as the trainees filed out of the room.  The only conversations were quiet and intense.  All around him, faces were grim.  Apparently, he was the only one who hadn't been taking the scenes Instructor Catherine described seriously.
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    Training Area
    The attitude in Physical Conditioning today was totally different.  Everyone with physical enhancements, the ones who could run a marathon without effort or bench press a car, seemed bored.  They just moved onto the track and started running when Coach Achala told them to.
    There was a little grumbling from the folks with less conventional abilities, but nothing like yesterday.  It seemed like a lot of people had spent some time figuring out how to make it easier.  Hector saw one guy, heavily tanned, with dark brown hair, raise his arms and let loose some kind of black mist.  Maybe it was a powder?  
    Tendrils, of whatever it was, reached up and anchored themselves in the

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