[hr][hr][center][h1][color=Purple]Waverley Watts - Feedback[/color][/h1][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/9009e9986045d8c064181a6ce81b8571/tumblr_psqd1zlT251y4marvo4_r2_250.gifv[/img][hr]
[color=Purple][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Hospital
[color=Purple][b]Skills: [/b][/color]Hiding[/center][hr][hr]

Once Waverley was out of the ambulance, it didn't take long for her to rush to her team's car. It'd been a while since she had last drive, but she knew how, and was licensed. She pulled up to the front of the hospital, and waited for a few moments. She watched the door intently, waiting for her colleagues to come out. After what felt like an eternity of waiting, but in actuality was only about twenty or so seconds, Waverley parked the car, and hopped out. As she drew near to the hospital door, she peaked through the glass to see Vulcan still standing, and Cayden flying through the air, colliding into the wall on the other side of the room. She could hear his screams from outside, and they froze her: they sounded like pure agony. 

It caused her to pause for a moment. She considered going back to the car. It wasn't like she could do anything anyway. Especially since she left her rebar in the car. But she quickly shook her head. If she took him down once, she thought, she could do it again. She pulled one of the syringes from her pocket, as well as some sedative. Once she'd filled the needle up, she lowered herself into a crouch, and slid into the hospital. She dodged from cover to cover, from pillar to waiting room chairs, getting closer to Vulcan bit by bit. The scraggly guy, luckily, stepped forward, drawing Vulcan's attention, which was enough for Waverley to take the few steps she needed to get to their assailant. As soon as she was close enough, She plunged the needle into his neck, pushing the contents into him. But he didn't fall. Instead, she felt his hand curl around hers, and her eyes grew wide with terror. She could feel the familiar feeling of a twisting inside her chest and shortness of breath, but before it got any worse, the man let go of her arm, and clutched his chest. Waverley instinctively backpetaled, leaving the needle sticking out of his neck.

[color=Purple]"It...It worked!"[/color] She shouted, her lips turning upward into a relieved grin. But after a few seconds, her smile dropped. [color=purple]"Wait...this...this doesn't seem right. I-I thought he'd just, like, pass out! What's happening to him?!"[/color]