Terra followed the lobster man as he left the elevator, letting him lead her to the med bay. She hesitated a little as they begin to head to the operating room, though the physician seemed to arrive at a similar conclusion. When directed, the woman would seat herself upon the examination table, and waited patiently for the doctor to tend to her injury. She wasn't long when something happened, though it wasn't what she wanted. Not that what she wanted was anything to what these guys needed. Her hand rises to cover her mouth in shock, and her head snaps away momentarily. She was wise to duck in, when she did.

The nurse was moving that injured man onto the examination table, so Terra cleared off it, standing aside. The nurse would probably get to her soon. These people were in worse condition that she was, she could see that.

She couldn't help but wonder how bad it was for the rest of the city. Were her neighbors home? She pulls out her PCD. She was on a military network, right? Maybe it would get through somehow... She sends a message out to her neighbors, but she had to wonder if it would make it through. She slips the device back into her pocket for now, and instead grabs the crystal around her neck once more.

It seemed like a terrible dream, but she knew it was real. Dreams have a certain way they work, and this wasn't anything like that. So... the city was destroyed? The weight of it dawned on her, and she slumped herself into a chair. She wanted to know her neighbors were alright. She wanted... to help them, somehow. She couldn't, but she could help [i]someone[/i], couldn't she? She was bleeding and powerless and scared, but... there had to be something.

Terra had lost track of time when it happened. She felt a warmth in her hands and opened her eyes to a light, shining from her crystal, brilliant and blue. Her fingers unfurl and release the crystal, which floats up and away from her. The cord around her neck applies resistance, and the crystal stops moving. The light leaves it, stopping shortly, and the crystal falls down to rest around her neck again. The baby blue light condenses and congeals, growing more brilliant before it becomes more contained, and in a final flash, a fairy is born.

She could only stare in amazement. It... worked? The little blue creature floats around her once, and she could feel the blood and sweat being cleaned from her. As the fairy settled in front of her, the technician presented a finger for the fairy to perch upon. She glowed softly green, but... her wings? She had to look for them, before she saw the distortion in the air where her wings would be. She had no idea what it meant, but it seemed kinda cool.

"Sylph..." She murmurs softly, still watching the fairy, fascinated.