[center][h3]Eli[/h3][/center]

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[color=#00bb12]"Powers ma'am?"[/color] Eli asks as he stares down the young asian woman seated before him, the buzz of the PA system barely registering in the back of his mind as it announce his presence and others. [b]"Its Doctor Childs."[/b] She responds, her cheap office chair squeaking in rebuttal as she leaned back. [b]"But yes. In so far as we can determine, the illness you contracted developed as a symptom of a yet to be understood genetic mutation."[/b] She says, casually jotting down notes as he jogged on the treadmill.

Eli bit back the urge to comment of the novelty of a woman holding a doctorate. He'd made a similar comment to a mechanic once and was summarily decked for his troubles, and was in no hurry to agitate a a woman of similar disposition. [color=#00bb12]"I..see."[/color] He finally manages to say, not even really convincing himself. And even if he did, the rapid pace she'd forced on him kept any chance for rumination on that fact summarily squashed. 

[color=#00bb12]"If such is the case...then why...?"[/color] He manages between huffs as the speed picked up once again, nearly tripping over himself. [b]"Base line physical exam. You having powers means squat if we don't know to what extent your body is changing. Nothing you need to strain your brain too hard on squirt."[/b] She answers curtly, never once looking up from her notes.

Eli begins to retort before the treadmill (from hell, he decided) once again increased its speed. An uncomfortable silence, save for Eli's wheezing, fell over the two for the next ten minutes before, mercifully, [b]DR.[/b] Childs leans forward and flicks the machine off. [b]"And donezo. Buzz off for a while so I can write these results up. I'll send someone if I need you again."[/b] She slurs, only half paying attention as she waves him towards the door. 

[color=#00bb12]"I...Uh. I mean, what sort of changes should I remain alert to?"[/color] He asks as he recovers his breath. An agitated sigh escapes the woman's mouth as she looks up from her notes for the first time in their session. [b]"Oh you'll start growing hair in funny places and start thinking about girls!"[/b] She says, voice saccharine and mocking. [b]"If I had any useful info for your case, I'd share it. But I dont. So buzz."[/b] She adds, finally returning to her beloved note pad. Eli begins to interject, but decides against it. Leaving the...frankly shrewish woman to her own devices as he escaped into the hall.

He quietly wandered for a few moments looking for an idle distraction to loose himself in, wondering if the doctors attitude was common place. He hoped not, he had barely exchanged ten words with her and yet already he felt exhausted. The prospect of a whole room of such...bold persons was more than he was willing to bear. Shouts echoed from down the hall, disrupting his train of thought. He considered ignoring them for a moment before deciding to, reluctantly, follow them to an indoor pool area. 

A slew of people near his own age were gathered, in various states of duress as a helix of water sprung forth from the waters surface. A few were marveling at the helix, while others were shouting about...drugs and numbness? Seemed weird to be concerned about medical side effects when the literally impossible was happening before them. 

He stayed quiet as he approached the spiral, only to be beaten to the punch by a blonde woman who was...Why was she in her underwear? Panic immediately set in, his sensibilities attempting to override his fascination from the aqua structure. Should he look away? That is the proper thing to do right? Right. It would insult her chastity to take advantage of her undress while everyone was, clearly, not in their right states of mind. 

He was about to make a quick exit when again the impossible began, the blonde arcing electricity through the helix and air before her as she screamed gibberish. His eyes widened as he watched the sudden flash flutter out of existence, its origin now planting herself posterior first into the tile floor in shock. [color=#00bb12]"Thats...A miracle!"[/color] He says kneeling down next to her, former anxiety seemingly forgotten in the face of presumed divinity. [color=#00bb12]"Please excuse me miss...Foxtrot?"[/color] he says, hazarding a guess at her name. [color=#00bb12]"I do not wish to be rude, but do you think you could be so kind as to do that again?"[/color]