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Post by cartertcat on Jul 9, 2010 20:15:45 GMT -5
"Dose it matter?! She's hurt! Her name is Maron." Art said, loosing his temper. He took the helmet off her, picking her up off the bike. He didn't make any eye contact, not that he could. It seemed like she'd passed out or fell asleep. He hadn't even bothered to take of his helmet. All he cared about was Maron at the moment.
"Is there anyone here who can actually help??" Phoenix said, looking around. Why was nobody rushing to her aid? He felt extremely guilty. He shouldn't have left her in the first place. He saw the look in Marie's eyes. He heard the voice of someone else who could help. Following him, he reluctantly set Maron down.
"A mutant was attacking her. I found her on the ground in the woods." He bit his lip, hardly calm enough to sit down. "an I join the runaways?" He asked, blunt and to the point.
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Post by sarashadow on Jul 9, 2010 20:23:06 GMT -5
"I know who she is," he admitted quickly. Crux could tell that Phoenix was pretty angry and didn't want to tick him off anymore. "And I can't help her. I can't touch her," he spoke softer then, really wishing he could control his powers. If he'd been able to touch her, he would've done anything to help. But he couldn't.
"You'll have to ask Zoltin or one of the others about that. I've only been here a few weeks. I'm don't think I'm authorized to let mutants join yet." After a while he added, "But I'm they'll let you. You seem to care about Maron enough..."
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Post by zoltin on Jul 9, 2010 20:27:42 GMT -5
Zoltin ignored Art for the moment. He needed to concentrate on helping Maron. Zoltin walked over to a table where a large bowl was laying on. He picked up the bowl and walked over to Crux. “Crux I need you to feel this with lukewarm water.” He then walked back over to Art and looked him in the eyes.
“I need the whole story on what happened. Right now I don’t know what’s wrong with her, and until I do there’s not much I can do.” Zoltin then turned his head so he was facing Maron. “But I’ll do everything I can.”
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Post by sarashadow on Jul 9, 2010 20:34:21 GMT -5
Crux left obediently with the bowl. He thought while he went. Maybe if he couldn't help heal her, he could help Zoltin figure out how to. He came back with the lukewarm water and handed it back to Zoltin.
"Another mutant like me did this to her. It's looks almost exactly like what my powers do. Only Maron's not dead..." Yet, he added in his thoughts grimly.
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Post by que on Jul 9, 2010 21:10:05 GMT -5
Whether Crux was aware of it or not, Wicked had spotted the man when he was filling up the bowl for Zoltin, her right hand. Curiosity got the best of her, and she followed, discretely of course. Now, she was leaning against the door way, watching as the bowl was passed back to Zoltin.
"So this is what the commotion was about?" If anyone had noticed it her before now, it would have been Cruz, seeing as she'd followed him. She had a habit of sneaking about, Zoltin would be used to it by now.
Wicked's gaze slowly wandered to the one who had brought Maron back, making quick work of examining him from head to toe. He was probably only a year older then Maron. "I don't think you need that helmet on in here. Unless you think I'm going to hit you or something." Now, that wouldn't have surprised anyone. She head slapped Conner and Xenthron all the time.
She shrugged away from the door frame, striding across the room to the bedside where her right hand was. Seeing Maron's condition, she tsked, shaking her head. "Is it really not possible for you people to stay out of trouble for more then a few hours? Well, at least it wasn't the MRF again."
Finally Wicked seemed to get on topic with the men in the room. "It could be similar." She sighed, shaking her head. "Great." Returning to the doorway, she suddenly yelled, her voice booming as it echoed through the halls. Oh yeah, this was definitely the woman in charge around here.
"Oi! NESSA! I DON'T CARE IF YOU HATE HIM, CALL AARON! IT'S AN EMERGENCY!" That would definitely get Nessa's attention, if not startle her half to death. She looked back to the group, smirking a little. "That should have been your first course of action." She was back across the room, plucking the teenager's helmet from him. "Borrowing this." Was her only explanation. In the next moment the helmet seemed to melt, turning into an ice pack that she tossed to Zoltin. "Get her fever down. Aaron can handle the rest when he gets here."
((Wicked is awesome XD ))
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Post by nessa on Jul 9, 2010 22:02:57 GMT -5
Nessa quickly came into the room, the breeze coming in along with her. "I'm guessing someone got injured?" Looking around, she spotted Maron, wounded, with a new person hovering over her. "What else is new?" Heaving a sigh, Nessa pulled out her cell and immediately called Aaron.
"We have an emergency...you need to get your butt over here. Now." Nessa quickly ended the call and turned to Wicked. "Luckily he's nearby. He'll be here in ten minutes." With another sigh, she sat down, contemplating seeing Aaron again. It had been a while and...frankly, Nessa didn't really want to see him. She didn't know what to do about their relationship between them. He loved her, that much she knew. But did she love him back? Nessa's head spun with all her twisted emotions. Concern over Maron's condition. Her feelings of confusion for Aaron. Soon, the wind twirled around her from all those emotions.
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Post by sarashadow on Jul 9, 2010 22:24:13 GMT -5
Crux had sensed Wicked follow him, but he hadn't thought anything of it. He led her back to the infirmary and ignored her until she made herself known.
He smirked slightly as she'd screamed down the hallway. She was so in charge that it wasn't even funny, but he still found it amusing. When Nessa called Aaron, he couldn't help but notice the expression on her face. He was no empath or telepath, but he could tell she wasn't sure what she thought of seeing Aaron. When the wind started up around her, it only proved his thoughts correct.
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Post by que on Jul 9, 2010 22:48:53 GMT -5
Wicked looked very satisfied with Nessa's quick reaction, and didn't even try to hide it. "My thoughts exactly. Usually we don't have to call on Aaron for this though, so." She paused, shrugging, then decided not even to bother and finish the sentence.
She smirked when Nessa announced Aaron was close by. Of course he was. He was always close by, even if he wasn't one of them! But hey, Aaron had come to know the Runaways quite well from their calling on him so often. After a few moments she crossed to where Nessa sat, hooking her finger on the collar of Nessa's shirt and tugging. "Come on. They have this under control. We'll just be in the way here. Besides. We don't want you causing a tornado the moment Aaron shows up." It was unlikely a full on tornado might appear, but Wicked was sure Nessa's feelings would really manifest themselves.
Then, quite literally, Wicked proceeded to dragging Nessa out with her, giving a wave over her shoulder to the men. "Have fun with Aaron. Don't get on his nerves to much." THen, both women were gone.
((muhahahahhahah.))
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Post by sarashadow on Jul 9, 2010 23:06:52 GMT -5
Crux smirked again at Wicked's wave, but then turned immediately serious again when he looked at Maron. Since her eyes weren't open he could actually look at her face. She was actually kind of beautiful. But, it appeared she was already taken by this strange-haired kid. Crux would never interfere, but there was nothing wrong with saying she was beautiful. Even if she did have murdering eyes...
He didn't even know Maron, anyway, so there was no point in him staying either. If Zoltin needed him for anything else, all he'd have to do is call. So, he nodded a goodbye to the others and headed out into the hallway, not really having any idea where he was going.
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Post by aaron on Jul 9, 2010 23:18:56 GMT -5
Aaron went 10 miles over the limit as he sped toward the Runaway's hideout. Nessa didn't call him that often, so when she did and called it an emergency, he immediately drove off. His heart pounded at seeing her again...though, he was sure Nessa was scared to see him. It stung as he thought about that. "Well, he said to himself, "I'm sure she'll make herself scarce..."
When he arrived, Aaron immediately jumped out of the car and jogged toward the entrance. When he found the infirmary, he assessed the situation. He saw a young woman on the table. "Bleeding out of the mouth...lungs must be punctured...arm twisted in unnatural way, is obviously broken..." His voice was thickly laced with an English accent. Aaron turned to the closest guy, his ice blue eyes still fixed on the girl. "Who found her and brought her here? And what happened to her?" but before getting an answer, blue light shot out from his fingers, resting on Maron's broken arm.
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Post by zoltin on Jul 9, 2010 23:44:05 GMT -5
Zoltin made sure he was out of everyone’s way. He didn’t want to make matters worse, and he happy gave control of the situation to Wicked and Aaron since Aaron was a doctor type mutant and Wicked was well Wicked was definitely the one in charge. Like Crux Zoltin made sure that he could do anything Aaron asked of him. “It’s good to see you again Aaron. I just wish it was under better circumstances.” Gesturing his head to Maron, lying on the bed. Zoltin then pointed to Art. “He was the one who brought her in so ask him.”
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Post by cartertcat on Jul 9, 2010 23:58:30 GMT -5
All of a sudden there were so many people. Art hadn't been expecting everyone to just appear. Maron was getting helped though, that's all that mattered. He pulled off his helmet like the woman who seemed to be in charge said. His hair shifted from back to an eye catching red with black roots.
"Listen up!" Phoenix said, feeling like a wall flower. Usually he would just do his best to blend into the scenery. Not at a time like this though. Everyone kept asking him what had happened, so now he was telling everyone.
"A mutant named Marie attacked her. First she physically punched, kicked, and stepped on her. Then she used her power of poison emmision. It was killing Maron. She would've been dead in less then a minuet. I called Marie's phone though, distracting her." he said, seeming to be in pain as he spoke. Art had just started lien at his last sentence. He intended to continue lying so that he wasn't labeled as the one who Maron had been sneaking out to see.
"My sister likes to play games. She knows I hate to see people in pain. So she sent me picture messages." he said, getting more and more pissed off. "I found Maron coiled up in the forest and brought her here. Basically my sister beat the shit outta her just to piss me of, intending to kill her." he said, blowing his bangs out of his eyes.
"Since it's my fault she's here. I won't be leaving until I know she's safe. The name is Phoenix." he ended, looking over at Maron. He knew he'd have to have a completely different personality her. He wasn't going to be hiding his real name any loner.
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Post by sarashadow on Jul 10, 2010 0:14:20 GMT -5
Crux managed to hear Phoenix's speech from the hallway, but didn't bother turning around to go back. He was lying. He knew it, and so did the other mutants here, too. He liked that girl way too much. For all Crux knew, she probably escaped just to meet him, but then this Marie person got in the way. That seemed like it would fit Phoenix's character. But Crux didn't want to see anyone get into trouble, and decided to let it be. He was never one to tattle, and definitely wasn't going to break that on this new hair-changing guy.
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Post by aaron on Jul 10, 2010 0:19:07 GMT -5
"Do you people have any IVs? She needs fluids while I heal her." Aaron nodded toward Zoltin with a wry smile. "Well that's what I'm here for."
Aaron acknowledged Phoenix's explanation. "Thanks. That tells me how I should be healing her. Aw, Christ..." As Aaron inspected Maron, he saw all the poison in her system and that it was spreading fast. If it reached her heart, she was done for. The light flutuated and increased, focusing all over her body. Aaron worked to nuetralize the poison. The broken arm would have to wait.
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Post by cartertcat on Jul 10, 2010 0:44:55 GMT -5
"It'll neutralize itself any minuet now.... thats what it dose. When Marie stops using the power, the poison dissolves." Phoenix said, sitting down on the other side of Maron. He was trying to act as if he wasn't going completely out of his mind with worry. How was she going to react when she saw him? A lot of questions were racing through his mind but that one stood out the most.
"If you need a cast or something for her arm, I can make one." Phoenix looked at the floor, trying to relax and failing. She was going to wake up soon right? Or maybe she was just sleeping. She had to be tired, after that. It just made him even more guilt ridden.
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