Room 229- Thursday afternoon
Maddie had kept her costume out of some sense of nostalgia, and as it turned out it was a good thing she did. Sometime before her nosebleed started, she had her hand turn to mist without her trying, which she knew was weird. It sort of occurred to her that she wasn't supposed to have her powers at all anymore, and it didn't occur to her at all at the same time.
So, fine then, she guessed. It was already happening, and she was probably losing cohesion again. Without any way to even dampen down her powers so she could get better control, that was bound to happen. She just didn't think it would happen this soon, and she was doing her best not to freak out.
Sitting on her bed in her black bandage suit, emailing Dr. Pym to see if there was anything he could still do while she still had the ability to touch things, at least she felt like she was doing something.
[And Maddie's now from a universe where she never stopped her molecules from deteriorating. Open door, open post!]
So, fine then, she guessed. It was already happening, and she was probably losing cohesion again. Without any way to even dampen down her powers so she could get better control, that was bound to happen. She just didn't think it would happen this soon, and she was doing her best not to freak out.
Sitting on her bed in her black bandage suit, emailing Dr. Pym to see if there was anything he could still do while she still had the ability to touch things, at least she felt like she was doing something.
[And Maddie's now from a universe where she never stopped her molecules from deteriorating. Open door, open post!]