[Center][color=F0E68C][h2]Friday, September 5th, 20XX

Greenwich Hospital, New York City, NY[/h2][/color][/Center]


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Time seemed to be passing so slowly. As Lindy rolled in her hospital bed, disturbed by the noise around her, she found herself getting restless: This wasn't working, and she was getting annoyed. This whole hospital bed thing wasn't for her; She wanted to stretch her legs, or something. She figured stepping outside the room wasn't a good idea, so she instead pushed herself up and scooted her way to the end of her hospital bed to stand up. 

With nothing more than a short [color=F0E68C]"Hup!"[/color] She found herself with her feet against the floor. Thankfully she was wearing socks; If the room was anything to judge by, the floor was probably pretty cold. She didn't need that in her life right now; Everything going on was already enough for her that chilly feet would just be the absolute mood killer.

She had to admit... She thought walking after multiple days in bed would be harder. But her steps felt easy; She felt [i]really good[/i] aside from the headache. She approached the window in her room, staring out to view what may be going on down below: She could see the entrance, sort of: There were some vans out there, seeming to be with news outlets. It helped her think of how big these issues really were: That attack was severe, and it had a lot of people's attention and fear. Including her own.

That familiar brushing of curtains caught her attention, and she spun around to see that same doctor coming in again. He seemed slightly surprised to see her up, especially as she approached her bed again casually, proving nothing to be wrong with her physically. 

[b]"I'm surprised you're up and about on your own. I was about to come in and tell you it'd be a good time to stretch your legs around the hospital floor, if you so wish."[/b] He spoke, observing her for a moment, curiously. [b]"How's your head feeling?"[/b]

[color=F0E68C]"It's like a bad headache. But other than that, I feel fine."[/color] Lindy explained, looking down as she heard a noise emerge from her stomach. [color=F0E68C]"I guess I'm a bit hungry."[/color]

[b]"Meals will still be another hour, I'm afraid."[/b] The doctor replied, frowning behind his mask. [b]"There are vending machines outside though: The people on this floor are no longer deemed contagious, so you can wander some. The only boundary is that we ask you do not leave the floor."[/b]

Lindy nodded in response. [color=F0E68C]"Okay... Thanks."[/color]

As the doctor took his leave again, Lindy glanced back at her wallet: She needed to take it along to get a snack. Probably should bring her phone, too... But she decided to leave it as this hospital gown didn't exactly have pockets. Ah, well: She'd call back whoever called her when she came back into the room.

She approached the curtains; Swatting them out of her way as she stepped out onto the hospital floor. Things were quieting down a little, but it was still busy: A lot of nurses running everywhere, but they didn't seem to pay her any mind. Guess she really could wander around a bit.

Now, the goal was simple: Lindy was a hungry girl, and the vending machines probably had some delicious foods hidden behind their absurd prices. She wasn't afraid to spend the money right now; She needed some comfort through this shit. It was all too much for her to wrap her head around right now; She needed [b][i]that food.[/i][/b]

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[SUP][SUB][H3]Reyna Rowe[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][INDENT][sup][color=silver]September 5th, 20XX | Greenwich Hospital | [@AmpharosBoy][/color][/sup][/INDENT]

She didn’t know how long she had laid there trying to drift back to sleep, get some relief from her emotions and being stuck in this hell hole but it seemed impossible as her body was well rested after days in dreamland. She took slow breaths, trying to keep herself calm but the noises of the hospital were unpleasant, the headache she seemed to be experiencing sporadically were odd and made her hair stand on end, but worst of all was the pain in her mouth as well as the sensitivity of her wrists. She mildly debated letting the staff know of her current aches and pains but the thought of them hovering over her to poke and prod again instantly had her rejecting the idea. Now, it was a matter of finding out what to do since she would not be able to escape via sleep. Reyna knew she could probably just play around on her phone but she doubted she could focus really on the task and would probably just end up frustrating herself.

She uncurled herself, rolling onto her back to stare up at the ceiling in thought. When would she get out of here? Would Jiji be alright? What would happen now? What would happen once they were released? How many people had been effected by this tragedy? How many had died? How many had been saved? All these questions rolled in her mind and they are at her because she didn’t have any really any answers. She had been too upset and terrified upon waking that she had forgotten to even ask. She suddenly felt antsy, the need to pace growing stronger and if she was being honestly, this shit ass day deserved a truck lot of sweets for comfort. An idea popped into her head, a grin spreading onto her features as she threw the blankets off and jolted up. She was in a hospital, hospitals meant vending machines and as far as she knew, no one said she had to stay in her room.

With that, her mind was made up and she found herself scooting to the edge of the bed before carefully placing her socked feet onto the linoleum floor. It was a bit shocking that she felt fine, no shaky legs or soreness from days asleep and actually felt like she could go for a run. Reyna shook her head with a scoff, chalking it up to pent up energy as she made her way out of the room. She slowly made her way down the hall, not really in a rush as she wandered through the pathways in search of her prize. [i]If I were a vending machine, where would I be?....[/i], she questioned herself in thought. The answer didn’t take long as she turned the corner and found a line of them in all their glory. 

[color=red]”Hello beautiful.”[/color], Reyna practically hummed in pleasure as she moved over to them. She stood at one of the snack machines, looking at the various options of different sweets, trying to debate the one that would heal her tortured soul best when a sudden realization hit her like a freight train....she hadn’t grabbed her wallet. [color=red]”Shit, you have got to be kidding me!”[/color] she harshly whispered to herself. She sighed with a pout, wondering what to do now since she really didn’t want to have to go back to her room to get it. Heck, she hadn’t even really tracked where her room was. Reyna bit her lip lightly, glancing around a bit before stepping closer to the machine and looking around the side for a model number. If she was going to fool the machine into thinking she was maintenance checking the machines operations then she would need to know the type at least.

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[color=F0E68C][h2]Friday, September 5th, 20XX[/h2][/color]

[color=red][h2]Greenwich Hospital, New York City, NY[/h2][/color]

[h2][color=F0E68C]At[/color] [color=red]The[/color] [color=F0E68C]Vending[/color] [color=red]Machines[/color][/h2][/Center]

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[i]Thank god, I thought I was going in circles.[/i] Lindy thought, approaching one of the surprisingly many machines on the floor. All this stress was making her hungry, and she'd be damned if she wasn't about to fork over her money to get some delicious snacks. As she observed the machine, she looked over every option for what she'd want: But realized she was thirsty, too. Maybe a sugary soda wasn't ideal for that, but she didn't mind the idea of enjoying herself for some lazy hospital days. 

Eyes darting between drink and food, she decided on food first: The machine had rotating slots that dropped down items based on your code input, and was chilled to keep it's held food cold. Lindy spotted something she wanted; A packaged cheeseburger that seems to be pretty large for $2.75. She opened her wallet, licking her lips at the thought of heating up that burger and devouring it: Soon enough she put her money into the machine, and pressed the code for the food she wanted.

Then she waited.

[i]...And she kept waiting.[/i]

Wait, what?

[color=F0E68C]"What the hell."[/color] Lindy grumbled, realizing it wasn't giving her jack shit. She attempted to get her money refunded for the sake of using another machine, but the thing wouldn't even give it back! Her cheeks puffed up with anger as she attempted to get refunded again and again, with no success; The irritation sparking a moment of anger in her head that also increased the pain in her head, leading to her becoming simply [i]angrier.[/i]

[color=F0E68C]"Piece of shit machine!"[/color] She shouted, before taking the only logical conclusion her brain was currently allowing: She punched the vending machine! ...And sent her fist straight through the display; Shards of the protective exterior all over the floor in front of Lindy as she stood there, momentarily blanking out in front of the machine. 

Hesitantly, she slowly turned her head to the left… 

Reyna just stared to the right side of the hall, eyes wide and jaw slightly open at what she had just witnessed. The sound of cursing had had her pulling back from the machine she had been casing for fear of being caught in her attempt to steal. She hadn’t wanted to be suspicious so she just stood there as if still debating on her choice, making she to glance over to the other girl so she knew when she made her exit. Instead, the sight had graced her with a front row seat to one of the strangest things to which she had ever been privy. 

The pint sized girl punched the machine in frustration which isn’t anything unusual when a piece of trash won’t cough up food or money but it was the fact that the entire front shattered from said punch. Not scratched, not dented, not cracked....fucking [b]shattered[/b] to bits and spilling all over the floor around her. Now, they were just awkwardly staring at each other as their eyes met and Reyna wasn’t sure about the other girl but she was trying to even process what the hell just happened. It felt like she should say something but everytime she went to open her mouth to speak, it just ended up closing again as she was speechless. What did you say to seeing something like that?

[i]Wh-what did I just do?![/i]

Lindy was panicking, to say the least: Not only did this just happen, there was a [b][i]WITNESS.[/i][/b] What did she say? What the actual hell could she fucking say to justify this?! She had no idea about what to do in this situation, and at that moment wasn't even acting on any sort of instinct to defend herself. She was just here. With her fist inside of a vending machine. Literally. She was legitimately at a loss for words; Nothing seemed right, everything seemed so terribly wrong. She had no idea what to do.

Looking back at the machine, Lindy yanked her hand out; Shards of the machine's remains falling off her arm to join those that littered the ground: She moved her fingers, observing them carefully: She hadn't felt that at all. Her hand was completely fine, despite having just been forced through the front of a vending machine. Why would she be able to do something like that? Why didn't it even hurt? What the hell was wrong with her? Despite a lack of pain, her hand began to shake: She was scared of whatever just happened, and didn't want an outburst like that to happen again.

Her glance met with the girl close to her again; The sole witness to this craziness and Lindy had no idea what she was thinking of while witnessing these events. Lindy's eyes expressed nothing but a mixture of fear and concern, feeling something odd while observing her: It was like a feeling of similarity in her mind, that she couldn’t explain. This only caused her to become more scared however, and slowly she backed away towards a nearby wall that held supplies like plastic silverware, condiments, and a microwave for heating the food out of the machines. As her back pressed against the wall, she slowly lowered down onto the floor; Her mind racing about the situation as she panicked quietly in the corner, staring at her own hand.

[sub][color=F0E68C]"I-I'm sorry..."[/color][/sub] She mumbled, knees nearly up to her chin as she curled up in her corner.

The initial shock wore off fast when the eyes that had been staring at her suddenly mixed with pure fear, confusion and concern about the situation. She had been shocked to just be a witness and she couldn’t imagine what it must be like to experience something so bizarre like that. The reaction after the fact was akin to falling apart and terror mixed into one which made Reyna’s heart drop and her guts twist just watching it. The small “I’m sorry” had just been the cherry on top of that bag of feels and kicked in her normal protective instincts which had Reyna moving closer to the other girl. 

She walked straight up to the vending machine, being careful to avoid cutting herself as she dug out two cheeseburgers. She plopped them both into the microwave and punched in the numbers to heat them up, not caring if they should have probably been done one at a time. Reyna has planned to get something sweet but hey, savory was just as comforting and the chick needed someone by her side right now. If that meant sitting on the floor and sharing a burger together then that is exactly what she was going to do. It wasn’t like what just happened would be easy to explain to seek comfort from another person.

That being done, she brushed some of the pieces of machine out of the way and plopped down adjacent to the other girl. [color=red]”Why are you apologizing? It’s the stupid machines fault for being a piece of crap. In my opinion, the damn thing had it comin’. “[/color]Reyna stated, taking a moment to pause before talking again in a softer tone. [color=red]”Are you okay? Do you want to talk about it? I mean, I know I am a stranger, but I am a pretty good listener and not to brag I am an amazing hugger.”[/color]

At first she was hesitant: But upon looking at the girl next to her, Lindy began to calm down a little; Nose scrunching as she sniffled from the crying she almost started, it was unexpected for her to come sit and talk about things. What could Lindy say, [i]'oh, I am the Vendinator, destroyer of vending machines!'?[/i] She remained quiet for a moment, considering her options as she looked around. That vending machine... Surely someone would be here soon to investigate. But nobody would believe she could do that, right? They wouldn't look at her weird? And this girl was being pretty accepting of the situation, maybe she wouldn't say anything...

[color=F0E68C]"I-I just don't know what happened,"[/color] She spoke, coaxed out of her silence by the other girl's words. Lindy looked at her hands, still shaking from the experience. While she was keeping calm, it didn't change how scared she was. [color=F0E68C]"I didn't feel anything. It's like that machine was made out of wet tissue paper..."[/color] She tried to speak her mind, but really she was just repeating her thoughts out loud at this point. It felt good to not be alone at the moment, but Lindy wasn't certain of what to do now.

She contemplated taking the hug offer; Lindy felt like she really needed it. She shifted as if to move to do so, but remained where she was, hesitant. What happened to the vending machine was fresh in her mind; She didn't want to make any sudden moves that could endanger this girl, or anyone else.

[color=red]”Hey, it’s okay. We will figure it out. I’m sure there is some sort of explanation. I can’t think of anything at the moment but there is always hope.”[/color]Reyna replied softly, trying to offer some words of encouragement or comfort. After all, things didn’t just happen but Reyna didn’t trust doctors to know since experiments or at least examinations were a hundred percent positive if someone found out about this. She noticed the other girl shift as if about to take up her offer for a hug but stopped. She thought back on the girls words and took a quick glance before the action clicked. She was worried that she would hurt her. 

Reyna shifted, carefully wrapping her arms around her in a gentle hug. [color=red]”It’s okay if you are afraid, I will just hug you instead. Don’t worry, the whole vending machine thing will be our little secret.”[/color], she said before hearing the microwave beep repeatedly to signal the burgers were done. She let go of their hug, pushing herself up to go grab them. [color=red]”My name is Reyna by the way!”[/color] she smiled, holding out one of the burgers for the other girl to take.


[i]. . . . .[/i]

Laying there on the floor, Lindy wasn't moving. Her eyes were wide, staring straight ahead as if she was awake, but there seemed to be nothing coming from her in that moment: Her breathing was slow, she wasn't blinking, and sweat began to slowly slide down her forehead. The outside was seemingly gone, but it was partially her brain playing catch up with the thoughts crawling in her mind. 

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She began to toss and turn; Clenching her head as she screamed bloody murder at the feeling pounding in her skull. A voice kept yelling, she gained faint but blurry visions of things she was uncertain of: Words repeating again, and again in her head! They were driving her crazy, and they wouldn't stop!

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[color=F0E68C]"No [i]fucking[/i] cops!"[/color] Lindy shouted, holding herself as she repeated the words slamming into her mind: Finding herself laying on her stomach, facing towards the floor. Shakily, she slowly managed to raise herself to her knees: But all she did with this was nearly fall back down; Catching herself with her palms and cracking the floor below her with strength similar to have of the vending machine. 

[color=F0E68C]"No [b][i]fucking[/i][/b] cops!"[/color]

[color=F0E68C]"̷͕̬̀̍͗̇̾̚Ḧ̸͔͉̖̦̈́̈́̓̑̈̈͊͑̋͗̕ͅe̵̡̥̻̙̣̣̙̹̱͓͚͖̣̅l̷̨̧̖̉̈́̽͋̋̇̀̔̿͑̕l̸̫͇͎͚̆̃o̴̤͓͖̻̤̬̓͆͜?̸̹̱̙̩͇́͋̐͊̽̄̿̈̈́͝?̸̡̨͍͓͚̺͕̂̈́̋͑̈́͌̐́̏̚͜͜͜ ̵̧̛̠̥͕̘̬͚̭̲͕̤̜͙̱̿̈́̇̈̈́̈́͋͑̒Ạ̵͖̝͔̝͙̫͗͋̌̓́̍̈̈͛̆͑͒̚r̵̨̟̞̤̳̗̰͈͎̯̃̎̍̎̀ͅe̴̜̓̓̄̀̇̂͒̉̀̌̀̕͘ ̴̧̨̧͎̘̩͉͙̩͌̔̇ȳ̶̢̛̜̜̻̖̬͓̬͚̹̈̒̔̑̆̔͛͛͆́̌͝o̵̞͂͌͛̈͐̿͒̉̔͋̏͘͝ǘ̸̢̞̻̤͎̤̻͗͐̅̀͌̂͋̃̂̽͂̏̕-̸̛͕̩̱̺̣̱̝̻͈͔̝̘̑͒̅͒́̈́̒̎̾̚͘-̵̞͚̮̎̀͛̀̐͂͋̐̕"̸̧͇̱̺̠͕̫͍͍͍̣̩̪̖̉̈̓
̸̢̝̫̭̟̼̬̠̩̦̣̤̓̅͑̕[/color]
[sub][color=F0E68C]"No [b][i]fucking[/i][/b] cops!"[/color][/sub]

[color=orange][i]”̴͈̞̼̼͗͜Ņ̴͕̭̪̉̍̉̂̇͘̕ǫ̶̨͉̳̫̠͈̰̬͈̳͒̌ͅ!̶̼͓̿̈́̒̈́̉͗̽̃͊̿̎͒͑͘ ̷̢̛͕̘̾̈̑͛̓͗̿̚̕͝N̸̛̳͔̬̖̜̗̩͊̏̐́̏̂̍̎o̷̦̺̳͗-̴̦͚͔͙̳̤̘̜͊̓̃̉͝͝ͅͅ,̶̛͎͈̺̩̤͓̃̿̓̈̏̋̄̾͝͝ ̶̨͉̬̗̣̖̩̯̭̹̲͓̔̐̉͛̂͊̆̈̍f̷̙͙̜̭͗̈́ų̸̡̧̖̭̱͉̺͆͗̀̑̽̎c̸̺̣̖̰͌̀̿̈́̒̀̈̌̽̅͝k̴̨̯̰͙͉̪̟̾̂̉͗͛̈i̵͔̝͊͒̎͆̋͋ň̶̢̧̯̭̼̬̺͐̀̚̕g̷̛̘̗͉͚̈̂́̍̂̓͌̇̈͠ͅ ̴͇͚̼̼̺̮̬͖͕̿͋́̀́̄̓̆̒̽̾͛̕͜ͅ[̶̢̣̖̫̞̖̺͙̜͚̤͉͉̲͑̈́͌͑̓̌̈́̌̓ĩ̶̡̨̼̬̬̬͎̫̠͉̇̈̽̔̀̈́ͅ]̴̢͍͖͕͇̃̈́̆̓̈́͆̄̽̾c̸̦̔̅̂͆̽̀̆̇̉ò̴̢̨͕̞̺̖͎̘͛̄́̉̂̉́̊͗͝p̸̢̥̭̰̯̲̝̲̳̘̝̮͚̏ş̴͍̣̖̞̩̹̙̙̄̀́̽͜͝!̷̡̛̛̠̮̖͖͙̋͊̈́̋̅̆͒̔͛́͜͝”̶͔͍̝͒̇̄[/i][/color]


The screaming simply continued as Lindy collapsed onto the ground, gripping back at her head in immense pain.

The blank stare was what had her pulling back her hand to set the food down. She was about to ask if something was wrong since the girl was suddenly sweating bullets with slow shallow breathing but never got the chance. The loud blood curdling scream echo down the hall, the noise practically giving her a heart attack and causing panic to flare at the spontaneous reaction. What the heck just happened?! What did she do? What was going on?! Reyna looked down the hallways, trying to see anyone that could help the girl. This was [b]way[/b] out of her league to handle. She was making no sense now and when it seemed she might make a run for it, it only ended up causing her to fall which in turn made Reyna back up as cracks appeared in the flooring. The continuous screams were tearing at her soul and she wanted to run to get help but there was no way she was gonna leave her like this. What is she got hurt? What if she accidentally hurt someone else like she feared earlier? 

No, Reyna wouldn’t allow that. [color=red]”SOMEONE!?!? PLEASE HELP!?![/color] she called out desperately, trying to be louder than the girl on the floor. The random screaming was awful but actually calling for help might be enough to grab someone’s attention that wasn’t a nurse or doctor, not that she wouldn’t mind one of those right about now. She tried to think of what had caused the reaction in front of her but it made no sense. Sure, she had seemed upset but a full mental break down just didn’t line up with the conversation they just had! Tears gathered in her eyes, wanting to comfort the girl or get some kind of help and all she could be was useless. Reyna desperately scanned down the halls in panic, [color=red]”SOMEBODY!?!? ANYBODY!?!? HELP!!!”[/color]
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[Center][sub][sub][sub][color=98fb98]Also Featuring Scott[/color][/sub][/sub][/sub][/Center]
	Scott had given Marcus a choice- sort his own thoughts out by himself or come with him. Either way, Scott wouldn’t have hesitated to keep going. Knowing how bad it had been for him, and after seeing what had gone down with Marcus- well, he had the feeling he should be there to help them through it.
	And speaking of which; Scott felt a sudden jolt of adrenaline, but through a haze, as if it were coming from someone else. Yup, super-power stuff. His neck jerked a bit. Someone was panicky. Scared maybe? Also hungry. Definitely hungry.

…

Feeling other people’s brains was weird.


	And that’s when the screaming started. Scott rushed around the corner, only to see one girl crumpled in a corner and the other standing in panic by a broken vending machine. Well… that happened.

Movement caught the corner of her eye, her gaze instantly locking on the man that had just popped around the corner. Just having another person there was a relief because this was way out of her realm to handle but she knew one thing for sure...she wasn’t leaving someone to flip out on the ground alone. Now that there was another person in the mix, one of them could rush to get some help or they could move her to a better location than a floor with shatter vending machine all around.

	“[color=98fb98]Hey, so… weird question; You guys were at ESU when the thing happened, weren’t you?[/color]”

Reyna blinked, confusion etched clearly on her face as she thought, [i]’there is no way he seriously just asked that question now of all times…[/i] and was still trying to process it clearly.

[sup][color=F0E68C]"̸̨̥̓̌́E̸̛͔͓̾m̸̨̻͖̟͌̀͑p̷̰̑͐̊͠ͅȉ̸̲̟̳̮̈̓ȓ̸̛̮̣̮͖̂͠e̷̻̼̟̅ ̴͚̱̿̀͜S̵͚̪͓̔ť̷̲̣͇̊̓̋ā̶͇͚̕t̵̺̓̏͌e̵̳̮̙̲̍̈́ ̸̟̱̰͝U̵̡̨͕͖̅n̸̛̼͐i̸̩̰͒͘͜v̶̖̮͓̼̉̋͘ė̶͚̭̌́̅r̸͍̹͕̮̈͊ṣ̶̣̱̪̆̀i̴͖͉̠̎̾̕t̴̼̹͒̔̍y̷̢̯͖̓̾̊̿͜-̴͎̎̌̒̆-̵̢̧̞̲̿̽̅̽"̵̯̭̳͎̔̉̒[/color]

[color=F0E68C]"̶͈͎͉̻̋̀M̴̧͔̒̽̾y̷͉͆͆̈́́ ̶̫̼̖͖̃n̵̨̬͐͊̈́à̵̗̮͔̍m̶̯̥̹͈̅͛ȅ̴̲̎̀̏ ̴̹̔̆̓i̴̟̾̚s̸̢̢̬̩͆̆̀̒ ̷̪̭͉́L̴̲̱̠̀́ī̷̛̥͇͑n̴͎̿̉̚̚d̷̯̻̃͌ͅÿ̶͙̤̯͑̃ ̷̱͕͉͈̃̇̈́̚Ā̵͍͚͘ǘ̶͚͕̖̃ḋ̷̰͛̌r̶̟̠̈ų̵̜͉̖̔m̵͔̃͂̕͝;̵̟̭̫̃̎ ̴̡̢̙̦̍͐͐̽P̵̬͗̕͜l̶̠̟̍e̷͉̒̏a̸͖͍̔͐s̵̡̭͊̉ȅ̴͚́̒͝,̴̛̱̪̳͊̄͘ ̷̮̖̄̀j̸̙͍̪̉u̷̩̮͂͜͝s̷̢̯̣̎͝ț̵͔̻͔͆̚ ̵̱̦̠̠̈́̓̃͝ḧ̵̻̈́̑̚ū̵̞͖̼͈͛r̸̙̱̻̓r̸̳͔͉̙͗ý̶̥̮͗͒̚!̶͉̂"̴̱́[/color][/sup]

Lindy's breathing became heavier. Those words: They were sparking things. The university... Where was that girl? She was hurt, she needed help. She called the ambulance, damn it! Where was the ambulance?! Where were the doctors? This girl was going to bleed out and die! 

She lifted her head, looking around frantically: Tears pouring from her eyes as the pain came rushing back; [i]Her head felt like it was about to split open.[/i] 

[color=F0E68C]"Where did she go?!"[/color] Lindy questioned, hands leaving her head and instead searching the floor. She shuffled through the busted pieces of the vending machine, accidentally pressing her hand into a sharp edge and causing her palm to bleed; She hissed at the pain, but seemingly ignored it as if she had better concerns; Rather, she just bled onto the floor as she shuffled through the debris. [sub][color=F0E68C]"She's-- She's gonna die... I have to help her."[/color][/sub]

It was the words from the girl on the floor that had her snapping out of the small moment she was having. Reyna moved to kneel down next to her, desperately swiping more of the debris out of the way since the other had already managed to cut herself in the sudden frantic searching of the floor. She didn’t want her to get more hurt than she was so if Reyna got a few nicks to save worst damage then she would.[color=red]”I haven’t gone anywhere. I’m right here. We are gonna get you help.”[/color], she said in a soft voice, trying to keep it calm even though she was freaking out inside. The last thing they needed was more triggers. 

With the area around them now safe or as safe as it was going to get, she turned her attention to the dark haired man that had joined them. He had an athletic build and seemed capable of being able to move the other girl with far more easy than she would be able to. It was hard to say if he would be a faster runner to sprint for help but they were limited on options. In all honestly, she was already a little irritated with him since he had chosen to try and question not only her....but a screaming person on the ground. He had it right though, weird was the only way to define the placement of the question as well as the whole situation.

[color=red]”Does that really matter right now!?! Help me move her or go find a doctor to come here! I don’t know what is happening to her and she is already a danger to herself, I know she wouldn’t want to hurt anyone else but I am not ruling that out either. You don’t leave someone in this situation alone.”[/color], Reyna snapped while barking out orders to the stranger, desperation and concern leaking into her tone near the end. She was trying not to be angry but she was scared, confused and worried. She just wanted to make sure the other girl would be alright.

	Slowly, very slowly, Scott approached, placing a hand on the taller girl’s shoulder.
	“[color=98fb98]It’s going to be okay,[/color]” he assured, “[color=98fb98]I’m Scott, by the way. Scott Yi. I… yeah, this is gonna be weird. You guys have super powers now,[/color]” he remarked, his tone steadily deflating as he went on.

She relaxed slightly under the simple touch of her shoulder, taking a deep breath to calm herself down. The last thing they needed was her taking out her frustration on an innocent guy that was at least there to help when no doctors seemed to be around to do their job.
[color=red]”Sorry, today has been kind of a lot. I didn’t mean to snap at you. My name is Reyna and...well, I don’t actually know her name.”[/color] she stated, looking to the poor girl that was a mess on the floor. She bit her lip lightly at Scott’s next statement though, her eyes drifting to the broken vending machine before looking back at him.[color=red]”That...actually makes a lot of sense for her but I don’t think that is the case for me. Nothing weird has happened to me so far. I mean, other than the normal aches and pains.”[/color]

	“[color=98fb98]You definitely have super-powers, like mine.[/color]”
	Scott slowly lifted the huddled, and formerly screaming, girl into his arms, holding her close. She seemed to have suffered more of a traumatic injury than the rest here. Maybe she had become affected while already in the hospital? Either way, it was best to keep her out of the glass. His eyes flicked around to the walls, double checking that there were no cameras or stray observers around. With the coast being clear, he sidled over to the wall near the vending machines, and placed one hand against it. He then placed one foot on the wall, then the other, as he shimmied up it a short distance, then let himself back down.
	“[color=98fb98]And… odds are you two can do that too,[/color]” he admitted.

She held out both of her hands, inspecting them a bit before standing up slowly and raking her hands through her hair. There was no denying that the other two had abilities but this all seemed like something out of a sci-fi movie or show to her. Now she knew how the companions in [i]’Doctor Who[/i] felt when they saw something insane and had their world turned upside down. [color=red]”This is...I don’t know if it should be incredible or terrifying. Not only for me but...there has to be a lot more people than this. Not everyone would use powers for good reasons.”[/color] Reyna stated, just speaking her mind and trying to make sense of it all. She looked to Scott, worried and trying to find some sort of answer to all this.[color=red]”What are we even supposed to do now?”[/color] 

	“[color=98fb98]Yeah I… I know. I don’t know either,[/color]” Scott replied.

[sub][color=F0E68C]"B-But... Where...?"[/color][/sub]

In comforting arms, Lindy's breathing began to calm. Still confused, but not flailing or breaking anything. Her surroundings were returning; Flashes to the past were fading, and her head began to hurt more trying to process the events. Things were kind of... Dizzy? She felt like she could vomit, though had no intention of doing so; And probably nothing to vomit in the first place considering how the situation started.

Scared of the sequence of events she had just experienced, she clung to the nearest thing she could; The man carrying her. Fear ran rampant in her mind over the mixture of everything she just saw slowly fading away, and the thought of the strength she had now returning. That gi-- Was it a girl? Or a man? Things were slipping away, getting blurrier. She felt tired; Her grip on the man loosening as her eyes began to slowly begin closing.

Her head turned enough to see the vending machine; And the blood on the floor. The stinging in her hand became more apparent, but it didn't really matter. She had a horrible thought in her head that wouldn't go away: Perhaps it was childish fear, or something more. No matter what it was, she couldn't help but question herself:

[sub][color=F0E68C]"Am I a monster?"[/color][/sub]

Her eyes drifted downward, closing as her grip loosened further; She seemingly fainted from the stress piling in her mind. The bright side was she was calm, but with her both bleeding and obviously terrified, what was the best thing to do with her?
	“[color=98fb98]No,[/color]” Scott replied, smoothing down the girl’s hair, “[color=98fb98]No you’re not. You’re still you. Oh, nice to meet you Reyna.[/color]”

[color=red]”The pleasure is all mine. Now let’s get this one back to her room.”[/color] she replied, taking a look at the girls wrist band to snag the room number. Once they had the information they needed, she started heading in that direction, conversing with Scott along the way. She was just glad that Lindy seemed to be slowly getting into a better place before she had fallen asleep. Scott would be able to let her know a bit more about the whole power thing once she was more alert and maybe she would find out more about herself. It made her curious just how many more like them that their could be.