S.O.S [Closed to Chase]

[raisedbycompany]

[OOC: Okay, so I had a brain fart in regards to the plot and needed to take the last post down... I blame overworking.]Truth was Elle wasn't used to being in the position where she needed help. She was supposed to be tough, and strong, and independent just like Daddy wanted. She was the bad girl, not the victim. The sociopath, not the damsel in

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[chasemd]

Chase was not impressed at having his patient's colonoscopy interrupted. Nothing like a staff member demanding his attention when he had a camera up a person's anus. In fact, he had all but growled at the nurse that she would have to wait until the procedure was over, and that's exactly what happened. He didn't even think to ask what was so urgent, in fact, pointed her in the direction of his 2IC if it was... only to be told his 2IC hadn't shown up for work. Still, camera, butt, akward

[raisedbycompany]

Elle kept her arms wrapped around herself, grinding her teeth as she shuddered from the pain of another wayward shock. Being fried by her own power usually only happened when she was wet, but she was dry as a bone. Unless you counted the tears staining her cheeks. She looked at Chase, all too aware how he probably felt about her.

"Peter needs your help," she managed to tell him in a hoarse whisper. "He's on the beach, passed out. I--I didn't mean to hurt him. I don't know what's happening."

[chasemd]

Chase felt like someone zapped the ground out from under him. There were a few moments where it literally felt like someone smacked him in the face, his mouth dropping open in the process as he floundered for words that were failing him.

He held up his hands, probably part as a shield so she wouldn't try to touch him again like she had when they met that day on the beach. "Wait- you- he-" he stammered and continued to stare at her for another moment. "Y-You hurt him and just left him unconscious on the beach?! What sort of freak are you?!" he cried before he could stop himself, a horrified sick chill shooting through his gut. Peter had mentioned Elle to him, explain briefly. Why the fuck had he even gone near her?!

[raisedbycompany]

"Kind of can't do much of any-anything right now, Doc..." Elle hunched over, trying to make herself even smaller, like it would lessen the pain somehow. She just wanted it to stop. Why couldn't it stop? "I didn't leave him there by choice, okay? If I try and carry him here, I'll only hurt him more. It wasn't intentional! I'm not--I'm not a freak. Just help him! Isn't that what you do? You're a doctor, so just help him."

She glanced up at him, feeling the guilt writhe in her stomach somewhere under the constant pain. She wanted to say something more, something that would make him understand it really had been an accident. She just couldn't find the words.