like- a hero name, or policy, or your costume. It’s not. Step One is
finding an assistant. If you know anyone who seems like they know
everything about heroes, and who you’d be willing to trust with your
life, they should be your assistant. People will tell you to take
applicants, to look for experience, but that’s whatever. You’ll be
working with two other heroes, who’ll each have their own assistants.
As long as one of ‘em has experience, the other two should be fine.
Now, have you got anyone in mind?”
“Er-” Rowan. Except not Rowan, because Rowan would
literally never shut up, “No?”
“Great.” Mr. Ezeral said with a nod, “Well, come up with one,
talk to them, get it sorted out. You’ll want an assistant lined up before
you go public, because they’ll be handling and filtering all of your mail,
all of your PR, and half of your paperwork. They’ll probably be writing
your speeches, too, so you want to make sure that they understand what
kind of image you're trying to curate.
“Step Two is a hero name and costume. Caustel’s gotta go,
and so does the armor. Tone it down a bit at least, you scare the
public.” Hadn’t Wrath been a pretty aggressive name, too? Jeremiah
hadn’t paid much attention to the costume, except that it basically
covered everything but Wrath’s fingers, “If you’re wondering about
mine, I was eight and stupid. You’ve got a lot more to lose, and less
people are willing to just pardon you for your terrible decisions since
you’re a legal adult.
“I do think armor would still work, if it can get a bit more
form-fitting and maybe gold- a more heroic color- with a few gaps
around the arms, if at all possible. So let’s think of a name. It’s gotta be
based on Stella- or at least something along that line- just because of
the vaguely positive publicity you’ve gotten regarding that.” Positive
publicity? Jeremiah would beg to disagree. Regardless, he wrote down
a few roots he felt sounded good-enough with ‘Stell’. There was no
way he was going with ‘stella’- that was just weird. Stella had been a
weird hero.
“Er- Egnistell?” Again, with ‘Egni’ vaguely meaning fire.
“Good. Great. It’s locked in now, so good luck. That’s Step
Three, everything is permanent. Like- everything. Everything you’ve
even once mentioned about politics? If there’s a reporter in the room,
it’s permanent. It doesn’t matter how much scrubbing the PR
department does, it’s permanent. So be careful. Be a weirdly stoic and
mysterious hero, if you have to. Just don’t say anything you’ll regret.”