The dust has only just begun to form. {OTA}

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9 days.That's the first thing she realized when she awoke screaming. She'd been out cold for over a week. And, as if that wasn't enough, she was unable to remember any outright use of her powers while she'd been in the camp. But, if the feeling in the pit of her stomach was any indication? It was far from good. The last time anything like this had

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[captaine_sykes]

Captain Sykes crossed the room, boots clicking against the polished floor, military attire firmly in place and looking as neat and presentable as always. He grabs a chair as he approaches the bed and turns it around so rather than sitting on it normally, he straddles the chair and braces his folded arms across the back

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To say that she was surprised by the Captain's presence was an understatement. His demeanor just seemed to add to the surprise, which only puzzled her more because just the sight of him caused her gut to twist.

"Like I just blew up the entire base. Uh, Sir." She adds the formality apologetically, having remembered that he's a superior officer. "Why are you here?"

In her mind it's a perfectly reasonable question, seeing as she remembers next to nothing right now and she's almost hoping he has the answers.

[captaine_sykes]

"Thankfully you didn't, only part of the open space but I understand the sentiment." Ethan waits as the nurse enters, fussing around Collins and updating the paperwork before patting her lightly on the arm before she heads off, a promise of something to eat hot on her heels.

He doesn't mind the questioning, he gets that it might not seem all that logical for a person of his position to come and check up on the team but this is no ordinary team and these are no ordinary circumstances.

"Collins, how much do you remember of what actually brought you to the med bay?" Ethan isn't about to play all his cards, he's got a good poker face when he needs it and right now, trying to read him is like trying to read a sheet of ice.

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Haylie is about to object and question what the Captain just said when the nurse starts fussing over her and once she leaves, Haylie slowly manages to sit up, arms trembling slightly as she tries to support her weight. This was one of the times where she wished her mutation hadn't made her so damn heavy.

"Uh, I- I don't remember a thing." Pausing to think about it further, she decides to lay out all of her cards on the table in the spirit of sharing. And, for reasons she can't quite comprehend, she feels compelled to explain herself. "Well, pieces. I got pieces. A man coming towards me, a tree, arguing... flyin' back. I remember yelling."

[mongrelverine]

Daken wasn't a person who felt the need to interact with the team at the best of times. He was arrogant and felt that most, if not all of them, didn't deserve to have the time or energy wasted on them. He'd been keeping to himself in his room or in the gym since his release, but it had come to his attention that he didn't know the layout of the base that well. So he'd found himself striding into the Med Bay.

There was a woman in there which gave him pause. An attractive woman who seemed to be unconscious, no less. Oh, this was just too perfect. She might as well have been gift-wrapped and had a bow on top of her head. Daken crept to her bedside without even a single squeak from his shoes to give away his presence. The wolf had found himself a lost little lamb.

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It took her falling back into the cot for her to stop and close her eyes. She could feel the damage the drug had done to her on more than just a physical level. It'd caused her to completely blow through the mental blocks she'd put in place around her emotions and she decided that before she did anything else today, she was going to fix the damage done to her control. This, of course, put her into a deep state of meditation that one could easily confuse for her being out cold.

What Daken didn't realize was that the second he touched her, she'd wake up.

[mongrelverine]

Some men might immediately jump right in to such a buffet that awaited them, but Daken preferred a more subtle approach. Just the mere thought of knowing how helpless she was and what he could do with her if he so wished excited him. Power was all it boiled down to. For someone like Daken, it was all he ever had.

His hands moved delicately, hovering just above her skin. Ah, where to make the first mark, now that was key. His two foreclaws broke through his skin as he paused at the throat. Yes, that would do just fine, especially if the dumb bitch woke up. Daken pressed his claws lightly down upon the unmarked skin. It wouldn't stay that way for long.

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The sudden heat from the body over her along with the pressure against her throat broke Haylie's concentration and her eyes snapped open. Fortunately, her mutation meant that Daken would have to work a little harder just to break her skin.

The monitors above her head beeped as her pulse went from a steady resting rhythm to a faster beat. Her fingers twitched as she met Daken's eyes. If he was looking for fear, he wasn't going to find it. Just very willful defiance.

"Can I help you?"

[sparkedtoburst]

He'd heard about the hospitalisation by accident. Two guards had been talking and Spencer had just over heard them, it had been that simple. He'd never caught Haylie's second name, but the description they'd given of the incident had just rang for a while in his head and his curiosity had gotten the better of him. So he went to check.

He'd been to see her five times over the nine days, worrying just a little. But she'd said it took a lot out of her, and he could understand that. He contented himself with just asking the nurses if anything had changed. His demeanour probably helped his cause when they just smiled at him and told him the basics.

She was just resting, she was just exhausted, it would just take some time.

He'd just come in to see if there'd been any change since the last time he'd been in, holding a cup of coffee from the mess hall in his hand when he noticed she was awake. "You're awake." It was possibly the most obvious thing to say in the world, but really, nothing else sprang to mind.

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The first thing that registered in her mind when Spencer entered the room was coffee. She smelled coffee. Oh, what she wouldn't give for some coffee right now. Or food. Or... getting the hell out of there. Then it occurred to her that she recognized the voice. And who it belonged to.

With newfound strength, she managed to prop herself up on shaky arms and lifted her head to smile warmly at Spencer.

"I think I've died and gone to heaven."

[sparkedtoburst]

"Oh, no, no dying and going anywhere." Smiling softly, Spencer looked around to see if there were any nurses nearby. There weren't, but he wasn't about to go looking. "How're you feeling? You okay?"

He knew that she'd be tired; the amount of power she supposedly released she'd be sore for a while too Spencer guessed. Most of his theories were coming from his own experiences with his powers, but it was pretty simple to work out from what Haylie had told him.

Placing the cup on the small tray to the side of the bed, Spencer carefully leaned on the edge of her bed, watching her.

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"I feel like I blew up the whole goddamn base, to be honest." Trying to keep it light, she forced a smile through her mussed up hair that stuck to her face and effectively hid her eyes. Because she couldn't remember shit and it terrified her.

Haylie's arms shook more as she pushed her body forward slightly, swinging her legs off the side of the bed and sitting up more. This took a little more out of her than she expected and as she tried to stand up, fell forward.