Snippet #1867456

"Easy.....lass....Gray."

Ella's head felt fuzzy. More than fuzzy actually. It was like she was looking at everything through water and could only hear choice words or see things through obscured vision. Blinking to try and clear it, she focused on the man in front of her and to her great relief the more she concentrated on him, the better her vision became again and also her hearing. Holding his blue eyes, she gulped knowing that this was not how she wanted to be found. In fact, the vision had left her in great danger. She feared that if she opened her mouth to respond she'd be sick. But she nodded in silence, not taking her eyes from Gray's. A white cat pounced onto his shoulder and she briefly tore her eyes away to stare that. When Gray started to question her, she looked back to him, her eyes widening in surprise.

"Of course....I'm on the Grudge Bearer. An hour you say?!" She exclaimed, shaking her head in disbelief. Never before had she been out so long. No wonder her head ached unbelievably and she felt vulnerable and sick. The vision must have really taken it out of her. Biting her bottom lip, she looked away from Gray, bowing her head slightly. A curtain of amber hair fell across her face, shielding it from view. She had to get out of here, she had to see Elias. But she doubted they would take her to the Captain with such ease.

"For the last time, I'm a KASUMI class med-assistant, not a 'kitty.'"

Ella couldn't help but chuckle at this from the white cat, however when Gray opened his mouth again the chuckle died in her throat. Now she would have to start speaking and she wasn't sure she could face that.

"O' wat's th' difference eh? Yer furry, ya go 'mew mew' an' ya got'cherself four itty-bitty paws, like. Yer a 'kitty' iff'n I damn well say ya are. Alla' this new-fangled tech may as well be a whole lotta hocus-pocus t'me. But don'cha worry yer pretty little head, missy: I'mma surgeon wit' a laser scalpel."

"No, no! I don't need any surgery!" Ella began to protest, raising her hands and shaking her head desperately. Oh no, mad man with a scalpel. Gulping, she preferred to defend hersef. Perhaps he wasn't a medic after all. She clenched her fists slightly, but there really was no need.

"Nae why don'cha tell me wha' happened here and we'll get'cha sorted, like. Pay no mind t'this, I may've jumped th'gun a little."

"I..." The words faltered in her mouth as he removed the morgue tag from her foot. A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth as she met his gaze full on once again and relaxed her hands. She liked him. He was down to earth and easily likable, even if he had frightened her slightly. But that didn't mean he could be trusted, not with what had just happened. But if she didn't tell him then she'd be hauled off somewhere and she'd be even further from Elias than she had been before. Searching the blue eyes, she debated whether or not she could trust him. It was now or never. Quickly, she made a decision.

"I'm Ella of Orion," She whispered, her gaze never wavering. "If you know enough about the Orions then I think she can deduce what just happened to me. But right now I need no medical attention. What I need is to get to the Elias. Please, I really need to see him." She grabbed Gray's hands in her own. Her own hands were fairly tiny and smooth in comparison, almost like a child. Giving him a pleading look, she sat forwards slightly.