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|| Dear Winter || AJR ||
ćÉĪ¹Ī±ĘĻgĻ Ń cĻĘĻŃ:#BDA0CB ā ŃŠ½ĻĻ gŠ½Ń cĻĘĻŃ #F7B3DAć
|| Dear Winter || AJR ||
"You're lucky," Julian reminded her as he fitted her for the new prosthetic. "I know," she replied quietly. "But Elise dying wasn't right." He sighed as he leaned back, tightening a screw. Winter winced. She had to have a skin graft on her leg, samples taken from her back, then grown ina lab. The stump of her leg was healing, but it was still sore. "You know, not everyone has that privilege of just being able to bring someone back." Julian reminded her for the umpteenth time a she winced. "Too tight?" She nodded and he used a small lever to unscrew something. "Here, try that." She stood, using the crutches to hoble around the room. "Better," it wasn't uncomfortable, per say, her left leg had never been good, but it felt strange. "Your leg will learn with you," Julian reminded her.
The blue lights on it faded, it looked almost like a real leg. "How long until I can switch from crutches to a cane?" The crutches hurt her under arms, they weren't easy to move in either. "As soon as you feel steady," she sat back down. "Is it painful?" She had been taking morphine around the clock for the last week. "Yes, but I'm used to pain by now." The sleeve she wore on the stump was helped with the rubbing of the prosthetic. "We'll go back to your room for now," Julian said as she picked up the crutches once more. "I'll make the final calibrations to the leg tonight." Winter nodded, following him back to her room. She had to pass Elise's room, where Ezra was standing guard. "Hey," he waved. "Hey," there were bags under her eyes. As it turned out, severe blood loss had consequences.
She settled in bed, adjusting her pajama pants. A knock came from the door, Serenity. She was wearing an exoskeleton to help with her legs. "Hey, I brought snacks." She smiled, walking inside, "How did the fitting go?" Winter shrugged, "Okay I guess. It's still uncomfortable, but I've just gotta get used to it." Whenever Claude wasn't with Elise, he was with Winter. He looked dishieveled whenever she saw him, but happy. He didn't know, of course, that Cynthia and Jeralt were dead. Winter wasn't going to be the one to tell him, she could hardly stand it herself. They were innocent, killed because they had made a bad decision. "What kind of snacks do you have?" According to Julian, she needed to gain at least ten pounds. "All the good ones," Serenity winked.
The door suddenly burst open, "Elise is awake!" Carter's cheeks were flushed. Winter scrambled for her crutches, Serenity handing them to her. The three of them burst from the room, heading to where Elise was. "You're awake!" Claude and Ezra were already in there. They were calling for Julian. Winter hobbled to Elise's side, the crutches awkward. "I'm so glad," she was relieved to see Elise's eyes open. Her face had been reconstructed beautifully, you would never have thought that she would have been shot several times. "I'm sure Ame is happy too," and Winter's head was less crowded now. No more Ame and Zoku fighting. Winter would not miss that. She still had the power of two inside of her and that was one too many.