Parahumans: the First Dawn

[Nisteth]

|Esaias|
|Hospital|

When she returns, she has a backpack slung over her shoulders, and it's clear that it's somewhat heavy, as she presses on the back of the handles to keep it from drooping her downwards. She walks over to the chair next to his bed and sets it it down on the floor, unzipping the bag and rummaging around for a moment before sighing and pulling out some documents and a book or two, setting them on the bed's desk, and then pulling out a small journal to sketch out her plans before enacting them. It was good to make sure that you don't screw up a step when you're dealing with something this delicate, anyhow.

Her mind turns to Watson, and she looks over at him with a slight smile. "Hey. You feeling alright? I just had to pick up some stuff from Mekhan's place - from a lot of my coworkers. Pretty much nobody dabbles in this stuff, since we're more for practical applications and such than medical stuff. But at least it'll get done..."

 

[ThomazM]

|Esaias|
|Hospital|

When she returns, she has a backpack slung over her shoulders, and it's clear that it's somewhat heavy, as she presses on the back of the handles to keep it from drooping her downwards. She walks over to the chair next to his bed and sets it it down on the floor, unzipping the bag and rummaging around for a moment before sighing and pulling out some documents and a book or two, setting them on the bed's desk, and then pulling out a small journal to sketch out her plans before enacting them. It was good to make sure that you don't screw up a step when you're dealing with something this delicate, anyhow.

Her mind turns to Watson, and she looks over at him with a slight smile. "Hey. You feeling alright? I just had to pick up some stuff from Mekhan's place - from a lot of my coworkers. Pretty much nobody dabbles in this stuff, since we're more for practical applications and such than medical stuff. But at least it'll get done..."

|Christopher Watson|
|Hospital|

I was so deep in thought I barely heard when she stormed back into the room. I angled my back forwards slightly, aiming to see what she had brought with her - you know, considering the idea she might have had. I looked at her, with a raised eyebrow, analyzing the contents of the bag. Leaning forwards using my own arms as support, I replied:

-"Hm, I'm fine..." - The words left my mouth in a slower pace than usual, as I try to understand what her sketches were all about- "M-Medical stuff? Esa, what do you have in mind?"
​

Should I be this worried? After all, she is the scientist here. And wait, did I really just call her "Esa"? I bit my lip in frustration. Shaking the thoughts away from my head, I added:

-"Whatever it is, just don't launch gamma-rays at my face and we should be fine. I guess." - I said, in a playful tone, trying to overshadow the previous phrase.​

 

[Nisteth]

|Esaias|
|Hospital|

A blush becomes apparent on her cheeks as she returns to her paperwork with a chuckle, and she dwells on the nickname Esa for a moment. Did he really just do that? Mmmm... maybe it was nothing. Some people like to give others nicknames after they get used to them. "Yeah, don't worry, I'm definitely not going to be doing that. I'm essentially going to be prototyping something that might change modern medicine entirely... well, in a matter of speaking, at least. Basically, I have pretty much all the knowledge I need to build a robot that can accelerate the body's regenerative cycle with stem cells and all matter of other scientific nonsense that normal people wouldn't really understand."

Then she realizes just how weird that probably sounded, so she tries to sum it up. "Basically, I'm borrowing tech from all over the place to jury rig something to fix your leg and rib really fast, without just giving you something useless like a prosthetic." She starts sketching in her notebook, labeling certain parts and putting them together in a blueprint fashion.

 

[Strikingwolf]

|Glade|
|Hospital|

Walking in to the hospital with Simon I go straight to the front desk and ask the receptionist "Can you direct me to Chrstopher Watson's room?" I hope he's all right, he looked pretty beat up when I saw him last. And I wonder what the doctor thought of the injuries; I hope he didn't suspect anything

Turning to Simon I ask him "How do you think Chris will be holding up?"

 

[ThomazM]

|Esaias|
|Hospital|

A blush becomes apparent on her cheeks as she returns to her paperwork with a chuckle, and she dwells on the nickname Esa for a moment. Did he really just do that? Mmmm... maybe it was nothing. Some people like to give others nicknames after they get used to them. "Yeah, don't worry, I'm definitely not going to be doing that. I'm essentially going to be prototyping something that might change modern medicine entirely... well, in a matter of speaking, at least. Basically, I have pretty much all the knowledge I need to build a robot that can accelerate the body's regenerative cycle with stem cells and all matter of other scientific nonsense that normal people wouldn't really understand."

Then she realizes just how weird that probably sounded, so she tries to sum it up. "Basically, I'm borrowing tech from all over the place to jury rig something to fix your leg and rib really fast, without just giving you something useless like a prosthetic." She starts sketching in her notebook, labeling certain parts and putting them together in a blueprint fashion.

|Christopher Watson|
|Hospital|

"She didn't catch the nickname, good", I thought. I just kept hearing her first explanation, understanding as much as a third grader would if it was presented to calculus. I mean, I got some words, and I think I understood the concept behind it, at least - but before I had time to ask anything, she completed with an easier to understand explanation, and instantly, the thought of revolutionizing medicine as we know it made me question if she had some sort of superhuman intelligence, or something of that nature. It wouldn't be a surprise, really, as she actually seems to know what she's doing, with all the sketching and such. And it definitely wouldn't be the weirdest thing I discovered today. I glanced at the notebook once more.

-"Uh." -I let her explanation sink in, and after it, releasing a faint sigh- "I guess if it will help the others here as well..." - I lay on the bed, again - "I'm all up for being the guinea pig." - I smiled.​

 

[Nisteth]

|Esaias|
|Hospital|

She almost doesn't catch what he says, as she stops every now and then to think about how it would be put together. Parts from this go there, electrical wires go here... wait, no, that doesn't work quite right. Ugh... the things people do for love. Esaias is snapped out of this though, by Watson's response, and smiles at him warmly before returning to her notebook. He's so nice... and unspoken, too. Kind of like me. I never really wanted all the fame, I just want to help the world. If I'm someone's idol, so be it, but... it's usually not worth all the attention in the end. Never has, never will be... is revolutionizing all it's cracked up to be?

...I should just focus on getting this done. Besides, it's the best I can do to repay him. Hopefully it doesn't malfunction or something... and then I'll be sad because I never told him that I like him. Sorta. Great, now that thought's gonna be stuck in my head until I get this thing done... Esaias sighs and sets her pencil down on the notebook, and looks over to him. "...you ever met someone that you weren't really sure how to react to? Like... you're not quite sure what to think of them, because they could be something really unwanted, but at the same time, they could be really nice?"

 

[ThomazM]

|Esaias|
|Hospital|

She almost doesn't catch what he says, as she stops every now and then to think about how it would be put together. Parts from this go there, electrical wires go here... wait, no, that doesn't work quite right. Ugh... the things people do for love. Esaias is snapped out of this though, by Watson's response, and smiles at him warmly before returning to her notebook. He's so nice... and unspoken, too. Kind of like me. I never really wanted all the fame, I just want to help the world. If I'm someone's idol, so be it, but... it's usually not worth all the attention in the end. Never has, never will be... is revolutionizing all it's cracked up to be?

...I should just focus on getting this done. Besides, it's the best I can do to repay him. Hopefully it doesn't malfunction or something... and then I'll be sad because I never told him that I like him. Sorta. Great, now that thought's gonna be stuck in my head until I get this thing done... Esaias sighs and sets her pencil down on the notebook, and looks over to him. "...you ever met someone that you weren't really sure how to react to? Like... you're not quite sure what to think of them, because they could be something really unwanted, but at the same time, they could be really nice?"

|Christopher Watson|
|Hospital|

I got caught by surprise by her question, and an sudden urge to cough appeared right after, putting my fist in front of my mouth. After the urge dissipated, I close one of my eyes, laying my head on the pillow, and focus the other one on her:

-"Very rarely." - I forced a small chuckle.​

I was afraid to know what she was talking about, but then again, I've always been the best at hiding my feelings, so it isn't really too difficult to fake a smile in these types of situations, I've done before, after all. I almost don't want it to be true, for, well, obvious reasons. My entire mindset is divided, almost too perfectly, fifty/fifty, I would say. At this point, I'm not saying the words I'd like to come out of my mouth anymore, I'm excruciatingly trying to avoid the dead obvious result this will end up in. I'm feeling a bit shaky, I went back to the state where I can't control my thoughts anymore, and as stated before, I really, direly, absolutely hate that. I don't know what I'm suppose to think, so, whatever comes out, I immediately assume it's wrong, and hell, it probably is. I feel the mask loosening up, that's no good. I coughed harshly, closing my eyes, my chest hurt. "I'm not having a breakdown, not again!", I kept repeating to myself. I tried my best to get myself together, and after the urge to cough passed, I added:

-"Why?" -I'm not entirely sure if I should've asked that.​

 

[GPuzzle]

|Simon|

"Well, I don't think he's not in his best state, but at least he's not dead."

 

[Nisteth]

|Esaias|
|Hospital|

She watches the face of thought come across him, and shift between all sorts of emotions in microseconds, and she seems a bit confused for a moment before thinking about the question herself. UGH, why did I ask that question? I probably caught him off guard and now he hates me and he's going through his mind deciding what to do... crap, I just ruined it for myself! I'd never get this chance ever again in a lifetime... I'm always so silent around people, and here this guy is, who saved me at the expense of his leg and a rib, while I did practically NOTHING for him...

Oh man, what if he doesn't like me? What if he HATES me? What if he doesn't want to see me again, maybe even gives me a restraining order? No, quiet brain, you're just making things worse. But... what can I tell him that'll change his mind? I'm still not even sure if I like him that much. Maybe this is just all the adrenaline and endorphins getting to my head... Esaias gets so wrapped up in herself that she almost fails completely to catch his question, and even then it takes her a few seconds.

"Hm? Oh, uh... I... don't know. You just remind me so much of myself. I mean, you probably haven't heard of me because... well, I'm always anonymous when I invent my things. I love to help the world with my inventions, but... it's not worth the attention. I'm just a regular girl..." She sighs and looks away from him a little. "...or I at least try to be. And I don't want anyone figuring out my story anytime soon... As a toddler, everyone thought I was strange for showing such promise. Then my parents died by both of their hands when I was 15. Then I was almost sent to an insane asylum. Then I got teased for being 'emo' because nobody knew that I was the victim of that crime, since the police didn't reveal my name... then one day I snapped and injured a lot of people and got expelled from school..." At this point, Esaias couldn't really control her thoughts anymore as she suddenly starting spiraling down the train of thought, and she was crying now, tears streaming down her face. "I'm a freak... I just try to act normal because then I'm not unappealing to people. But because of my seemingly random switching between moods of anger, and sadness, and joy, all because behind the mask I wear I'm sensitive and it's so easy to poke at me and end up making me angry... I'm unappealing anyway." she manages to choke out between quiet sobs of tears. "I'm a freak because people don't see me as the smart inventor girl, but because they see me as a bomb ready to go off at any moment, and who wants to be friends with someone like that!?"

At this point she's curled into a small ball on the chair, crying softly, as her mind races through all sorts of scenarios. What if he didn't care enough to try and get her to stop crying? What if he was? Would he hesitate? This barrage of scenarios only made her emotional state worse by the second.

 

[ThomazM]

|Esaias|
|Hospital|

She watches the face of thought come across him, and shift between all sorts of emotions in microseconds, and she seems a bit confused for a moment before thinking about the question herself. UGH, why did I ask that question? I probably caught him off guard and now he hates me and he's going through his mind deciding what to do... crap, I just ruined it for myself! I'd never get this chance ever again in a lifetime... I'm always so silent around people, and here this guy is, who saved me at the expense of his leg and a rib, while I did practically NOTHING for him...

Oh man, what if he doesn't like me? What if he HATES me? What if he doesn't want to see me again, maybe even gives me a restraining order? No, quiet brain, you're just making things worse. But... what can I tell him that'll change his mind? I'm still not even sure if I like him that much. Maybe this is just all the adrenaline and endorphins getting to my head... Esaias gets so wrapped up in herself that she almost fails completely to catch his question, and even then it takes her a few seconds.

"Hm? Oh, uh... I... don't know. You just remind me so much of myself. I mean, you probably haven't heard of me because... well, I'm always anonymous when I invent my things. I love to help the world with my inventions, but... it's not worth the attention. I'm just a regular girl..." -She sighs and looks away from him a little.-"...or I at least try to be. And I don't want anyone figuring out my story anytime soon... As a toddler, everyone thought I was strange for showing such promise. Then my parents died by both of their hands when I was 15. Then I was almost sent to an insane asylum. Then I got teased for being 'emo' because nobody knew that I was the victim of that crime, since the police didn't reveal my name... then one day I snapped and injured a lot of people and got expelled from school..."

At this point, Esaias couldn't really control her thoughts anymore as she suddenly starting spiraling down the train of thought, and she was crying now, tears streaming down her face.

"I'm a freak... I just try to act normal because then I'm not unappealing to people. But because of my seemingly random switching between moods of anger, and sadness, and joy, all because behind the mask I wear I'm sensitive and it's so easy to poke at me and end up making me angry... I'm unappealing anyway." -She manages to choke out between quiet sobs of tears.- "I'm a freak because people don't see me as the smart inventor girl, but because they see me as a bomb ready to go off at any moment, and who wants to be friends with someone like that!?"

At this point she's curled into a small ball on the chair, crying softly, as her mind races through all sorts of scenarios. What if he didn't care enough to try and get her to stop crying? What if he was? Would he hesitate? This barrage of scenarios only made her emotional state worse by the second.

|Christopher Watson|
|Hospital|

Our similarities kept showing up, word by word, they just kept showing up, nonstop. The waves produced by sound of her words felt like knives, deeply plunging all over my chest. I couldn't take this, such a wonderful person, continuously being taken down by something she wasn't able to control. The unfairness of the universe servers pity to no one, and that saddens me, as deeply as humanly possible, probably more, in fact. I managed to not shed a tear, not for lack of sympathy, nor the lack of connection, something deep inside of me wanted to be strong for her - I wanted to drag her out of the well she fell into, and well, it legitimately surprised me that I wasn't the first one to have a breakdown in a conversation like this. She's so pure. Behind that mask, she's so, pure. I'm unable to find another word, she's as pure as one can be, and I wanted to . The rational side of my brain exploded into an uncountable mess of metaphorical pieces and as my heart started acting, I positioned myself closer to her, putting my index finger slightly curved under her chin, raising her head so she looked at me. I tilted my head slightly, sharing a light warm smile. When I got her to look at me, I moved a string hair which was covering one of her eyes to the side, positioning it behind her ear.

-"I do." - I said, as my smile grew bigger, and my eyes closed.
​

Two words. Two words which meant hundreds, hell, if not thousands more. But they weren't worth it, I didn't want to fill her ears with a single, even if involuntarily used, word that I didn't fully meant. I could mention how beautiful she is, I could mention how my heart raced the second I first saw her, but those words are not for now, and believe me, they don't have nearly enough meaning to even be compared to those two, simple, seemingly, but not at all dull words.

 

[Nisteth]

|Esaias|
|Hospital|

She sniffles as she quietly lets him do his own thing, her heart racing as anticipation practically filled every nook and cranny of her bloodstream, and for just a second, it stops as he says the two words that had ultimate meaning in that one moment. For a second, she thought to herself, he probably has no idea what the meaning behind those words is, especially in this situation, but then that thought is almost instantly wiped from her mind as his smile grows, and the phrase gets stuck in her mind. Her body explodes in a mix of emotions, and slowly, a massive smile grows on her face as they turn into not tears of sadness, but of joy.

For so long, people had turned her down, ignored her, hated her... you name it, one of her co-workers thought that way, but nobody had ever, really, listened to her rant about her life. They couldn't relate enough, and were often there for her to just vent. It was senseless to them, and even though she put all of her emotion into her words, they never got the full force of them. But this man... this guy that she had just randomly met out of the blue because they had suddenly developed superpowers, knew exactly how she felt, and she felt so happy. She had never felt true happiness in her seemingly infinite life full of depression, constantly wearing fake happiness as a mask or some kind of messed up make-up. But this time, it was real, and she didn't need to conceal herself. The only thought that passes through her mind is: The sun... I forgot how the sun felt...

All at once, she is overwhelmed with emotions of all kinds, but all of them fitting into one description: joy. Esaias' sobs turn into laughing as her smile remains on her face, bright and warm, and tears stream down her face. And slowly, but surely, she manages to regain control of herself, and a blush comes onto her cheeks along with the smile. "I... really? I-I don't know what to say... except that... maybe we can be more than friends?" She almost immediately chuckles and pulls away from his finger, reaching up and placing a strand of hair behind her ear as she looks away. "W-What am I saying, it's not like you like me too..."

 

[ThomazM]

|Esaias|
|Hospital|

She sniffles as she quietly lets him do his own thing, her heart racing as anticipation practically filled every nook and cranny of her bloodstream, and for just a second, it stops as he says the two words that had ultimate meaning in that one moment. For a second, she thought to herself, he probably has no idea what the meaning behind those words is, especially in this situation, but then that thought is almost instantly wiped from her mind as his smile grows, and the phrase gets stuck in her mind. Her body explodes in a mix of emotions, and slowly, a massive smile grows on her face as they turn into not tears of sadness, but of joy.

For so long, people had turned her down, ignored her, hated her... you name it, one of her co-workers thought that way, but nobody had ever, really, listened to her rant about her life. They couldn't relate enough, and were often there for her to just vent. It was senseless to them, and even though she put all of her emotion into her words, they never got the full force of them. But this man... this guy that she had just randomly met out of the blue because they had suddenly developed superpowers, knew exactly how she felt, and she felt so happy. She had never felt true happiness in her seemingly infinite life full of depression, constantly wearing fake happiness as a mask or some kind of messed up make-up. But this time, it was real, and she didn't need to conceal herself. The only thought that passes through her mind is: The sun... I forgot how the sun felt...

All at once, she is overwhelmed with emotions of all kinds, but all of them fitting into one description: joy. Esaias' sobs turn into laughing as her smile remains on her face, bright and warm, and tears stream down her face. And slowly, but surely, she manages to regain control of herself, and a blush comes onto her cheeks along with the smile. "I... really? I-I don't know what to say... except that... maybe we can be more than friends?" She almost immediately chuckles and pulls away from his finger, reaching up and placing a strand of hair behind her ear as she looks away. "W-What am I saying, it's not like you like me too..."

|Christopher Watson|
|Hospital|

Her smile, her laughter, it brought a familiar warm, fuzzy feeling into my stomach, which I couldn't quite label myself. It's not something you can describe with words, it's one of those things that to understand, only feeling it for yourself - hell, I, myself, had forgotten what it felt like, until just now.

Her words hit me like a truck, I could almost feel my body moving backwards. "It's there now, the proof, she likes you, Watson. What now?" My inner self sighs. I tried speaking, but I ended up choking on my own words before I could actually say something, my smile faded just slightly.

-"I-I think... I do like you." -I starred at the floor- "I just, you don't... I shouldn't..." - I'm getting lost in my own words again. I finished the sentence with a sigh. I tried keeping my happy, comforting expression up, but it was getting harder, every second.
​

I couldn't stop questioning: "But, what in this says that it'll be different, exactly?" I mean, I know something does it, but I'm not sure what, and I'm not just one hundred percent sure if I can't trust it, considering the past events. Maybe it's her smile, or how similar we are, hell if I knew, but hell, do I mind. If the Christopher from one, two months ago heard this situation, he'd probably laugh, and then punch his future self in the face. ""It wasn't a tragedy, it was a lesson", remember?!", he'd say. My headache started again, and memories started flowing in. I kept staring at the floor and as the first tear left my left eye, I managed to clean it with my wrist. I tried to not let the other ones appear, I didn't want another set of tears to be shed tonight. I look at her, trying my max to share light smile once more.

-"I..." -I couldn't say anything. My mind was too busy processing other things too even allow me to speak. I tried my max to not let her get the wrong idea, but I couldn't, I didn't knew what to say. Another tear appeared on my eye, and without a single word to say, I did the only thing I could think of. Telling my traumatized side to go fuck itself, I made a serious expression, as if I had just decided something. Then, I proceeded to lean towards her, kissing her in the lips.​

 

[Nisteth]

|Esaias|
|Hospital|

"Y-You do?" she asks with a red blush getting ever more present on her cheeks, and her mind goes quiet as she has no idea what to even think or say. She had never really gotten this far into a relationship before, so for once in her life, where she would understand people she met and have experience in almost every area, she was drawing a full blank. Then, he kisses her, and she gasps in surprise, as her mind is suddenly flooded with thoughts. But instead of listening to them, she just goes with her gut. She'd already confessed her entire life story to this guy, just because she likes him... and for him to like her back...

Esaias leans into the kiss happily, closing her eyes, and holds it as long as she can before pulling out and backing up a little. Her blush was now extremely apparent, a deep, beet red as she wipes the tears from her eyes with a wrist. "I... I'm sorry if this might be tearing you apart, like some people. They had a traumatizing experience, and swore to themselves never to love again... but... I've already had that feeling before." She sighs and then leans in, kissing him on the cheek. "There's a lot of things people don't know about me... things that must never be uttered to another human being, no matter how close we are.

And yet I feel like I can trust you with all of it... you remind me of myself, and at the same time, you remind me of the mask I wear every day... the fake happiness..." Esaias looks away from him nervously. "I... understand if you don't want a relationship. Be it because it would tear you apart inside, or because you don't want to hurt me... but I can tell that there's something there. I know how a mask feels, Watson, and you've definitely got one... so I completely understand."

 

[ThomazM]

|Esaias|
|Hospital|

"Y-You do?" she asks with a red blush getting ever more present on her cheeks, and her mind goes quiet as she has no idea what to even think or say. She had never really gotten this far into a relationship before, so for once in her life, where she would understand people she met and have experience in almost every area, she was drawing a full blank. Then, he kisses her, and she gasps in surprise, as her mind is suddenly flooded with thoughts. But instead of listening to them, she just goes with her gut. She'd already confessed her entire life story to this guy, just because she likes him... and for him to like her back...

Esaias leans into the kiss happily, closing her eyes, and holds it as long as she can before pulling out and backing up a little. Her blush was now extremely apparent, a deep, beet red as she wipes the tears from her eyes with a wrist. "I... I'm sorry if this might be tearing you apart, like some people. They had a traumatizing experience, and swore to themselves never to love again... but... I've already had that feeling before." She sighs and then leans in, kissing him on the cheek. "There's a lot of things people don't know about me... things that must never be uttered to another human being, no matter how close we are.

And yet I feel like I can trust you with all of it... you remind me of myself, and at the same time, you remind me of the mask I wear every day... the fake happiness..." Esaias looks away from him nervously. "I... understand if you don't want a relationship. Be it because it would tear you apart inside, or because you don't want to hurt me... but I can tell that there's something there. I know how a mask feels, Watson, and you've definitely got one... so I completely understand."

|Christopher Watson|
|Hospital|

I'm willing to take the risk. I don't know what in me changed, and at this point, should I really care? I think it's the connection between us. You know, that thing that was telling me this would be different? Yeah, I'm pretty certain that's it. A tiny bit of me still thinks it's too early, it's been only a day, after all - but this is an opportunity I don't have the luxury, nor the desire of letting go that easily. And just stop to analyze all this, what happened today. I've developed superpowers, met a bunch of other people with superpowers as well, and we all got chased by not one, but two behemoth-like creatures - and out of this, I met this girl, which not only liked me, but also had all this undeniable similarities with me. If this isn't some sort of sign, I don't know what it. I grabbed onto that feeling, and looking at her, I smiled once more, sighing.

-"There's only so many times in a lifetime I'll get the chance to encounter someone like you" - I swallowed dry- "I can't let go of that opportunity like this, can I?" - I chuckled
​

Something in me vouched for this, as if it was saying: "What can go wrong?", and even if it was expecting a reply, I, myself, couldn't think of anything. I only saw possibilities.

 

[RJS]

|Daniel|
[Old Docklands]

Daniel took a little while to focus on the words that had just been said to him, when he finally figured out what would be best to respond with he put on his best smile and said, "Hello, I think that I am trapped by this magnet, why? I have no idea and I do not seem to be injured in any way. Though you are making me curious with how you have had a day as strange as this."

[Old Docklands]

I laugh a little at his question.

"Well, anyone else might think I'm crazy for saying this, but as you appear to have turned into metal and are currently trapped on the ground by a magnetic force, I think you might just be the one person who would believe me. I work in Homicide and, this morning, a dead body at a crime scene about 5 minutes from here got back up and attacked me. In addition, I can apparently do this."

I raise my left hand and summon up the shield, the feeling coming more natural to me every time I use it.

"So, now that we've found out that either we're crazy or the world is, do you need some help finding the source of the magnetic field and disabling it? I kinda want to be able to get my keys back so I can go home later."

 

[GPuzzle]

|Simon|
|Hospital|

I could hear Christopher and Esaias talking in the next room, and what he was talking... Well, that was... somewhat reminiscent of a fanfic. So I guess they were a thing now.

And since I'm an utter moron, I forced myself to interrupt. Damnit.

"Sorry for bothering the two lovebirds, but since you're currently not dying, I'd like to ask you two what the hell happened."

 

[ThomazM]

|Simon|
|Hospital|

I could hear Christopher and Esaias talking in the next room, and what he was talking... Well, that was... somewhat reminiscent of a fanfic. So I guess they were a thing now.

And since I'm an utter moron, I forced myself to interrupt. Damnit.

"Sorry for bothering the two lovebirds, but since you're currently not dying, I'd like to ask you two what the hell happened."

|Christopher Watson|
|Hospital|

Seeing Simon open the door made me jump. I cleaned every reminiscent clue that I've may have been crying from my face, and trying to avoid eye contact with him, I said, tripping over my own words, as usual:

-"U-Uh, what d-do you mean?" - I coughed, cleaning my throat.​

 

[Nisteth]

|Esaias|
|Hospital|

She looks back at him and smiles, letting go of a small breath that she had been holding in both anticipation and excitement, and chuckles too before nervously stuttering, returning to her notebook. "I-I should get back to making this... besides, now I've got a drive to do it in the first place." Esaias hints, winking at him before picking up her pencil and returning to the blueprint, just before Simon enters the room. In an instant, she tries to wipe any sort of appearance that showed she was crying off of her face, and silently hoped that he hadn't heard anything past what just happened.

"W-Well, Watson's got a broken leg and a rib, and the estimated healing time is 3 months, but I've had this concept in my head for a while of making something that can accelerate stem cell growth. Basically, bring that heal time down by an absurd amount. If any place is going to have the technology for a quick jury-rigged prototype, it's going to be this hospital. And it's definitely going to look ugly, I can tell you that much. But what prototype doesn't?" She grins for a moment as she thinks about that statement, but then returns to drawing, humming softly to herself.

 

[HeilMewTwo]

[Old Docklands]

I laugh a little at his question.

"Well, anyone else might think I'm crazy for saying this, but as you appear to have turned into metal and are currently trapped on the ground by a magnetic force, I think you might just be the one person who would believe me. I work in Homicide and, this morning, a dead body at a crime scene about 5 minutes from here got back up and attacked me. In addition, I can apparently do this."

I raise my left hand and summon up the shield, the feeling coming more natural to me every time I use it.

"So, now that we've found out that either we're crazy or the world is, do you need some help finding the source of the magnetic field and disabling it? I kinda want to be able to get my keys back so I can go home later."

|Daniel|
[Old Docklands]

Daniel was quite surprised, bodies attacking others and this strange policewoman that can create a shield out of thin air. "Now you just have to go into more detail for me once I do get free of this. While I'm sure I look quite comfortable I really like the entire walking notion," Daniel said while still trying to see if he could figure out whether or not he could trust this woman.

 

[GPuzzle]

|Simon|
|Hospital|

"So you're more or less going to be alright emotionally seeing as you've got someone by your side, and phisically considering that person's a scientist. I've got some help to do, so I've gotta go. All in all, if you guys don't mind, take a stop at my apartment any day."

Leaving a note at the desk in the room, I leave without bothering them. I had to see wheter others were alright, these two seemed to have their shit together. I was worried about Glade, though. I really hadn't seen anyone suffer that hard of a breakdown in a while. For some reason, she reminded me of Taiga Aisaka from Toradora, but I'm pretty sure that the people involved in the accident hadn't seen that, so I refrained from comenting.