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It was a quiet evening, for once. Brianna White wasn’t used to those. Ever since she’d become the Crystal Knight, her hours had been erratic and frantic - supervillainy wasn’t a nine to five kind of job, and that meant Brianna’s hero work wasn’t either. Today, however, was one she’d decided to put towards the office-work side of heroism; collating sightings of a villain, looking for strings of crimes that might be more than petty theft or arson, and so on; it was boring, tedious work, but it had to be done and in a way it was relaxing. The door to Brianna’s home office swung open and Brianna didn’t bother to look. “I can’t go with you, I’m busy.” the heroine said with a sigh. Lydia blinked with surprise, having just walked into her girlfriend’s office. “I didn’t even say anything yet, how’d you know I was going to ask?” “You’ve spent the last half hour looking through my wardrobe, occasionally peeking into your bag to compare it with something,” Brianna said, looking up from her