Snippet #1261019

Sable watched the flickering images on the hologram without a discernible response. Spectrum was doing all of this? The Magispawn were his own creation? Why, how could someone do something like that? It didn't make any sense to the docile girl, and after a moment she stopped trying to comprehend, choosing instead to simply allow the information to sink in as she observed the varied responses from each member of the group. It was clear whatever the individual manner of handling the revelation that it was, in fact, new to them as well.

She wasn't honestly sure what to do; she understood well enough that she was not any freer to leave than she had been at LIMIT, but there was no reason to be resentful for this. Perhaps some people were not meant to be free, and she was just one of them. She could not bring herself to dislike any of the people about her, even Arsenic, and thus she would cooperate as far as she could without hurting anyone she cared about. No that there was much she could do, mind: she was not a combatant in any sense of the word.

"I apologize...but I need to...rest." Sable's eyes immediately snapped back to Azure. That hadn't sounded right at all, and she knew she was right a second later when he fell to the floor. The girl was the first to her feet, and walked calmly to his side, kneeling and placing her first two fingers to his pulse point. His heart was beating, but weakly, and it was obvious that he was drained. the medical knowledge she had gained from so many days spent reading informed her that he was likely bleeding internally, and her powers confirmed it.

There was little to be done in terms of replacing depleted energy, but she could heal his insides for the moment. If his engine continued to malfunction, though, such abuse to his body might kill him if not monitored carefully. Frowning, Sable gently rolled Azure onto his back with surprising strength for someone of her stature, and settled back onto her legs, tilting her head just a bit to the side. It would be worth a full examination, just to determine exactly what had been ruptured.

In so deciding, the girl placed her hands, palm down, so they were hovering a few inches from the rebel's chest, taking a deep but quiet breath and closing her eyes before activating her engine. Passing her hands in the air over Azure's vital organs, she picked out the injuries one by one, and an ethereal, opaque black aura formed over her hands, sinking at the force of her will into Azure's body, knitting vessels together and siphoning off excess blood even as the same color spread from her iris to fill the entire shape of her eyes. It seemed this man's engine was staging a rebellion of its own, one much more violent than his.

Everything was put back where it went, for now, but Azure's vital signs were still weak, and Sable made the decision to strengthen them with her own. The transference of energy was brief, but she felt its effects almost instantly, in the form of a vertigo that she only ever got from this procedure. Still, another check of her patient's heartbeat indicated that he was in much better shape now, and it likely would not take him long to awaken once more.

Standing, she swayed on her bare feet for a second before steadying, blinking rapidly to clear her vision of the swimming sensation, even as the whites returned to normal. She said nothing even as she proceeded to a far corner of the warehouse, wherein lay a number of supplies, including blankets. Of these, she took one, and returned to Azure, laying it gently over him. Sometimes, such extreme exhaustion could be accompanied by a loss of heat, and the building wasn't exactly warm.

That done, she made a passing glance at the rest before settling herself back into the corner she had occupied before they had shown up. She'd need to sleep soon, too, given the expenditure of energy this had required. But she didn't feel safe enough for that, not yet.

It wasn't for the first time, then, that she wished for even one familiar face.