Editing March (section)

===Background===
May and her mother are refugees from [[Japan]], her mother meticulously planned out and scheduled nearly all aspects of her life,<ref name="12z 2"><!--recut to empathize time --> "An actual playdate for a thirteen year old, my ‘date’ chosen carefully, because their parents are the right people and they’ve never been in trouble." - [https://www.parahumans.net/2019/02/09 Excerpt] from [[Interlude 12.z II]]</ref> which May found oppressive.<ref>Happiness was by accident only.  Happiness was when the tutors got the times wrong and there was a break in the schedule, and mom just so happened to be busy with something.   Or when mom had just bought the violin and cupboards and fridge were running empty, and mom messed up the timing on the preheating for the chicken kiev, so it was raw on the first bite, and there had been money only for a dollar burger and side salad. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2019/02/09 Excerpt] from [[Interlude 12.z II]]</ref>

May was part of the [[Lily's Cluster|same group trigger]] as [[Flechette]] in [[New York]],<ref name="SB eNemesis">Foil is 17 and a senior. She triggered 3 years prior to her appearance, as part of a group trigger in New York. One of her old nemeses, March, was another part of that group trigger. - [https://forums.spacebattles.com/posts/17584328 Private message] by Wildbow, posted on Spacebattles</ref> taking place sometime in January 2008.<sup>[[Timeline#2008|&#91;*&#93;]]</sup> May and her mother got accidentally dragged on the rails by Lily's friends. May instinctively hid in the alcove, confusing her dazed mother. A moment later, the train arrived and May [[trigger]]ed after realizing the results of her actions. In a seeming daze, she proceeded to the scheduled audition. Her personality was notably altered as she resented the officials' concern for where she was instead of the scheduled audition.

Newly orphaned, she used her equally new powers to slip away from her guardians, embarking on a dizzying spiral of drugs and partying.<ref>The party was one of about fifteen benders that May had participated in since her mom had died.  She had a hundred thousand dollars in inheritance, and after the state had found someone who qualified as a relative, she’d ducked out, grabbing the folder that her new guardians had been left, with details on her trust.<br/><br/>They were leaving her access to the account, probably because they thought it would help lead them to her.  As far as they were concerned, she always just barely got away.  For her, it was trivial. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2019/02/09 Excerpt] from [[Interlude 12.z II]]</ref>

Later, she was contacted by [[Homer]], the third cluster-mate, and he provided some insight into their situation.

March became a bodyguard for an independent parahuman investigator. Together, they tried to assist the remains of the [[Goddess' Cluster|smugglers cluster]] and were captured by the most aggressive member alongside other clustermates. Suffering from blood loss, March experienced near-death visions that reveal to her the [[entity|artificial afterlife]] and upturn her world-view. She gets resuscitated by [[Cauldron]] rescue team.

Driven by her newfound obsession with Flechette March returned to New York. She repeatedly joined minor villain groups that were targeted by the [[wards]]. But her habit of escalation and brutal efficiency forced her to move on, as those groups quickly deemed "unsafe" to engage for the Wards.<ref name ="game">She joined a villain group my Wards team was already dealing with.  Low-level, nonviolent, safe enough that our bosses were okay letting us try.  She made them more effective and she blew up enough things that our bosses withdrew that permission.  We moved on to another sanctioned target, and March joined them. [...] She would disappear for months at a time, then show up with friends.  What got me was that I was trying to treat the cape stuff like a career, right from the start.  Getting away from… from whatever pulled my sister down.  For March, it was always a game.  Not the usual way, where it’s a specific meta-approach to crime and criminality.  Like an actual game.” - [https://www.parahumans.net/2019/01/29 Excerpt] from [[Blinding 11.10]]</ref> She gained an eclectic criminal record, unattached to any particular operation.<ref name="5.12 e1">The woman with the bunny mask walked, almost ''strutted'' around the periphery of things, her rapier in hand.  The capes with Valefor kept their attention on her, while Valefor was oblivous{sic} or uncaring.<br/><br/>Rain was- he’d contacted people I barely recognized.  I’d seen March’s mask before, but it had been in passing.  An article about one of the big cities.  There’d been a weird dynamic there, but I couldn’t afford to dwell on it.  My mind went to a bizarre combination of upper-class and low-class crimes, like corporate espionage and petty vandalism, but I knew almost right away that I was thinking of the wrong person.<br/><br/>It had been ''something'' offbeat like that, though.  If the people hadn’t been screaming, and if I wasn’t focused on Valefor’s body language and Mama being somewhere nearby, I wanted to think I could’ve placed it. - [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/04/03 Excerpt] from [[Shadow 5.12]]</ref>