[h1][center][color=6ecff6]Eira Winters ❄ Antartica[/color][/center][/h1][hr] The chainsaw girl came for Freya again, but Eira didn't even notice. It was barely any time before whatever kind of quirk there was kicked in, and she was not having a good time. It was more strange than painful, as if she was looking but not seeing. She missed most of the end of the fight, feeling equal parts dazed and awful. Eira tried to move around a little, but after some consideration, settled on not. She didn't feel like herself. She didn't feel like anything. Soon enough, she blinked back to reality, not really knowing what was happening. She quickly glanced at the whole room, a little panicked, trying her best not to show it. Stay composed, or at least as composed as she could seem with a neutral expression that looked like she wanted to murder someone. [color=6ecff6][i]What was that? What the hell was that?[/i][/color] Another quirk? Or an extra part of one? Scorpion woman had done a bit of a number on Gabriella, so maybe it was like that but less severe. Didn't mean it wasn't awful though, and feeling a little more like herself, Eira gritted her teeth. She didn't feel any less irritated. It was nice to see the pro heroes though, because they were, well, pro heroes, but mostly because they were being saved from certain doom. Even if Eira was getting a little sick of being saved. Sphinx, Freya's sister, right next to them. She watched with silent admiration, right up until the pro hero opened her mouth. She still didn't say anything, but her scowl twisted down a little deeper. That kind of attitude felt... familiar. [color=6ecff6][i]It isn't like that anymore,[/i][/color] she told herself, and she narrowed her eyes disapprovingly at Sphinx. All the respect for the hero she had quickly drained away. Even Eira was better than that. Right? But she still felt a little sick, deep down. Freya looked so upset. Eira's breaths became shallow, clenching her fists until the nails dug into her palms. [color=6ecff6]"It isn't like that anymore,"[/color] she muttered out loud this time, as if it would have any more effect. It did, kind of. Renard wasn't looking too good either. When he spoke, his voice was weak, and then he fell into the dirt. Eira gave him a pitiful look, hands still screwed up into fists. [color=6ecff6]"Just the one of me."[/color] [hr][hr] She'd gone to the hospital and gone back home right after. Eira wasn't that badly injured, other than her out-of-body experience. [i][color=6ecff6]Because everyone had been there to save you,[/color][/i] she thought bitterly. What had she done? Nothing. No one had been home when she'd gotten there. They usually weren't, her parents worked late and her brother was usually out pretty late too. She opened the fridge to have some dinner, but Eira wasn't in the mood to eat. She showered in hot water she could barely feel and went straight to sleep, feeling hollow. She woke up on Saturday at eleven o'clock. The house was silent as she forced herself to go downstairs. Her mother went to work at 10am. Her father went at 9:30. She was alone. Well, almost. Eira thought she was justified in getting up late. She'd had an awful day, and had come out of it not doing too great. The person coming down the stairs, however, had probably just gone to sleep at some ungodly hour on account of the fact that he wanted to. [color=7bcdc8]"Mornin', Eira,"[/color] he yawned. Then he got a little closer to her, and seemed to wake up a little. [color=7bcdc8]"Oh, holy shit. Eira. God, are you alright? Y'know, 'cause of... uh, what happened?"[/color] Eira gave him a look, stirring her tea gently, thinking. [color=6ecff6]"Doesn't matter,"[/color] she said. Then after another thought (which may or may not have had two cat-like siblings), [color=6ecff6]"I'm fine. Don't worry about me, ok?"[/color] He grinned at her, ruffling her hair. She tensed up from the touch, but soon relaxed, trying to get his hand off. [color=6ecff6]"Fuck off, Aids,"[/color] she hissed. [color=7bcdc8]"Sure, Elsa. Just tell me if you need anything."[/color] She finished her breakfast and went straight upstairs, back to her room, to indulge in doing absolutely nothing all day. She thought about her classmates, especially Sofia, who had gotten pretty badly hurt, trying to help Eira. She hadn't helped them at all. Perhaps she would visit the hospital at some point. But right now, all Eira wanted was to lie there.