From now on, I do more than survive.
[OOC: This is Luke's last post where he's not dying. The dying post comes on the 30th of March. This is your warning if you want your character to interact with him. Holy mug, he's been here since the start. Fff.]
Luke Roberts is going to die soon. All the drugs in this world cannot save him. He's never had much of an immune system. The life that ( Read more... )
Luke Roberts is going to die soon. All the drugs in this world cannot save him. He's never had much of an immune system. The life that ( Read more... )
Worry lodges in her throat. Martha has healing powers, yes, but that doesn't stop Rachel from being concerned.
"What happened?" she asks in alarm, her eyes sweeping across Martha's frame to detect any and all injuries.
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"There was a monster of some sort. More animal than monster, but it was either it or me, I'm afraid," she says, gesturing to the alleyway behind her where the carcass of the beast remains. "It's alright. I'm fine. Just a broken arm. It'll heal completely in an hour or so. It should anyway."
Her healing powers are not quite what they used to be, but they're still rather good. The cut on her forehead has already disappeared.
"How are you then?"
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At this point, can anyone really be surprised about encounters with monsters?
"I'm fine," Rachel assures, waving the question off easily.
She hardly thinks how Rachel is should matter right now. Rachel's gaze follows to where Martha has gestured toward the alleyway before looking back at her friend.
Her face is still etched with concern, frowning deeply.
The fact someone can heal doesn't change the fact they're hurt.
"Is there anything you need?"
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If one hasn't at least happened upon a monster corpse, they've likely never left their house and even then it isn't a guarantee.
Martha doesn't know how to say that she doesn't mind getting injured. It's a reminder of the power that she has. It's a reminder of the responsibility that comes with it. Sometimes it gets too easy to forget.
She offers her a small, gentle smile.
"No, I'm really fine. Thank you. I've got to get back to the Conrad, get some water, pain medication. I might end up staying there tonight," Martha says. "Do you mind walking with me there?"
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Rachel does know the extent of Martha's power. She saw the way she brought Alfred back that day at the plagues, and how she recovered in the span of a day.
It doesn't keep her from worrying.
"Of course not!" Rachel exclaims, rather vehemently.
She places a hand tentatively on the other woman's shoulder, and then she begins to walk, sticking close by. "I was on my way to the Conrad myself. Staying there might be a good idea."
Rachel doesn't mention she's been staying there herself some nights.
"Aside from monster encounters, have you been well?"
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It still boggles her sometimes, the power of the Rift and how drastically it can alter the course of their lives to the point of no return.
"All right," she answers with a bit of a sigh and a smile. "I believe you."
She knows Martha Jones is a woman to be reckoned with. "It has been busier this time of year, hasn't it?" Rachel agrees with a small nod. "I don't mind the busy part, and we've seemed to manage well for the most part."
At Martha's question of how she has been, Rachel pauses.
Martha is her dear friend, and yet Rachel can't find it in her to go into detail. The last thing she wants to do.
"I've been better," she admits, but with a reassuring smile she adds, "I've also been worse. You know what living here is like day-to-day. And no one can blame you for taking time away from things. You're a newlywed. One can't keep track of everything."
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There's no questioning how much her healing powers have changed her. Her future is directly affected by it as well. Not only her future but the future of others as well. It's the most terrifying part of her ability. She gets to play god as Robin once told her ( ... )
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