Aquarion

"You know," I say, digging through the rubble on the fourth day after the earthquake, "I didn't sign up to this to be a construction worker." Fourteen rolls his eyes at me (at least, I assume they're his - he and Tag share the same colour irises, but the rest of him looks like Fourteen). "You think we did?" he asks, hefting a piece of rebar and tossing it onto the mountain of junk we've collected. "I thought this was going to be one of those chance-of-a-lifetime deals. You know - the whole 'use your powers for good' superhero schtick?" "Yeah, yeah." I can hear Finch sniggering to himself, but I keep a straight face. For all Fourteen's a gee