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xp_logs(slightly backdated) The morning after their mission, Alani checks in on Meggan and finds her sharper than before.
After the return and notifying Meggan's siblings, Alani had made herself scarce, sitting with Clint while he made their team report because standing around in the way of the medical staff had actually seemed like a bad idea. Of course, waking up with an entirely new power — and no symbols, but best to not think of that — had been an unexpected twist, so following learning how to touch almost nothing directly, she carefully made her way down to see her friend in medlab.
"Oh!" She gasped out, confusion then curiosity quickly taking over the worried expression she'd worn as she saw Meggan, seemingly well but... different. "Meggan, darling, seems you've gotten a little sharp, eh?"
Meggan noticed her friend's lack of symbols, but didn't comment on it just yet. “Oh, yeah, I’m all fangs and claws just now,” she agreed with a pointy grin, even as she took another look at her clawed hands. When she had first revived, after everyone's concern and worry, she had just been confused about why she wasn’t hurting, and had healed so fast. And then she had spotted the claws, and realized she wasn’t feeling everyone. And, of course, there was the startling lack of fur on Kurt, and Amanda’s incredible strength.
While the new powers did take some getting used to, hers weren’t anything too horrendous. She was adapting, even if she missed certain things like her empathy first of all, and second her flight. The enhanced senses thankfully hadn’t left her in the fetal position or anything, so she had to be grateful for that. “My toe nails were suddenly sharp enough to tear through the nicer sheets if I moved funny,” she wryly added. “So we’ve got tougher sheets to combat me.”
The grin, paired with a lack of clear distress, earned a bright smile in return as Alani sat at the edge of the bedside seat. She did little to hide her interest as she looked her friend over. "Well I think we can work with sharp, dear, the medlab's learned to, and I'm sure we can steal some of this claw-proof bedding for your room.... borrow, I meant to say borrow." She laughed, hoping none of the staff had heard. "It seems that we've picked up a little strain from the other reality. But, as long as you're feeling okay, I'll take that W."
Idly, she rubbed her wrists. "We are working on figuring everything out, so don't worry."
“Yes, borrow,” Meggan echoed with amusement. At this point, even if she couldn’t feel someone else out there, she could certainly hear the nearby footsteps of anyone that might overhear. And they would, of course, hopefully be forgiven for any extra bedding mysteriously transporting itself to her room if this was a permanent development.
She wasn’t bleeding internally or externally, so that was something for the positive side. “I didn’t know that 'little strain' could do something like this,” she marveled, shaking her head. “Other than us, how many others are waking up with a brand new thing that they didn’t see coming?” Or a subtraction, she mused, with Alani’s whole lack of symbols going on. She knew about her siblings. What was the tally, though?
Alani let out a puff of air, shoulders coming up in an uncertain shrug. "Neither did we. The contamination and confirmed cases are currently being tallied. I know not everyone woke up changed, and there’s a group of people who avoided any possible infection currently in the city.”
Not one to let something out of her control weigh too heavily, she flashed a bright smile. “But your health and safety are priority for me. I’m sure it will all be sorted and we’ll know more once the smarties put everything together.” Was she sure? No, but she wouldn’t let that stop her and she sounded convincing! “Have they given you the all clear so we can bust you out?”
Meggan nodded in understanding; the contamination would just be so unpredictable. “The busting out will be within the next hour,” she was pleased to reveal. Amanda and Kurt would be thrilled, plus in an extra protective frame of mind once she was out given the way things had gone. “Seeing that nothing else seems to be cropping up that was totally unexpected, outside of this.”
And ooh. Just the thought that somebody else might have picked up a hefty dose of her empathic shapeshifting if losing hers applied it to someone else left her feeling like whoever it was ought to be warned to take a nice nap in a tree for as long as they could, where they would just have to deal with that energy, if emotions were too much for them all at once. Whoever that person might be, she just hoped they were okay.
"Hmmmm, I can work with that, I mean, heck I'm not doing anything, so I could hang around if you want?" And the words were hopeful, sparkles practically visible as Alani offered, eyes bright as her smile. She didn't want to point out that it would keep her mind occupied, because that sure seemed like a terrible thing to tell your friend, no matter how you tried to dress it up. Her reflection was visible on one of the nice, clean surfaces and her stomach lurched. Hands folded on her lap to pull her back. "Or, I mean, if you'd rather, I could get you some non-med food, because it's not terrible, but I know for a fact there are still some prime St. Paddy's day leftovers in the main fridge if you feel peckish?"
“Why not both?” Meggan suggested without hesitation. Now that she thought about it, yeah, non-med food would be wonderful. “I wouldn’t ever turn your company away, and oh, yes, I think that’s a good plan. We could head for the fridge once it’s official.” She could discover if her tastes had been altered a little or a lot while she was handling the newfound powers. She would just have to make whatever adjustments she had to, really.
She would walk out of here barefoot when it was time, she had decided. It was the best way. She would just ruin her regular shoes if she didn't, with these claws likely poking a hole through them. Maybe she'd get herself some sandals! She wasn’t certain they would work, but she’d give it a good try.
Oh Meggan always knew just what to say to cheer her up. Alani couldn't help but beam at her as warmth rushed to her cheeks. "Aw, you better be careful or I'mma fall in love with you, Meg, and I already told your brother that, which, I mean, scandalous." It was accompanied by a giggle, and the very sudden urge to prod her friend, but, touch, not something she knew she could stomach when she learned things from it. Instead she made herself a touch more comfortable, and nodded. "Alright, thanks, I didn't bring a deck of cards with me or anything, but I appreciate you letting me sit with you and all."
A ping alerted her to a new text and — "On the other hand, it seems that our royal teammate has lost his wings." She gave her a very 'well ain't that just the way' look, trying not to roll her eyes or scream or both. "Mind if I pick you up and bring you to a lovely lunch of leftovers once I've sorted him out?"
Meggan had begun to respond to that comment before the notification; at that news. She winced, feeling bad for Namor. She wondered if losing the wings had hurt him at all, given his home was naturally in the ocean, and she really hoped not. Even if they weren’t always on the best of terms, she would never wish that on him. “I don’t mind at all, no. Go see about him if he needs any help first. See if he's okay.”
Another smile, this one softer. Her hand shot out to pat Meggan, out of habit. White briefly flooded her vision and relief washed over her. "Meg, you're a gem, don't worry, I have a good feeling. I'll see you soon, dear." With that she rose, blowing a kiss before she swept out, already trying to think of a way to fix what she could. Oh, it'd be nice if things would just go a little bit her way today. She didn't even notice the light that briefly pulsed from her eye as she made her way to the boat house.
After the return and notifying Meggan's siblings, Alani had made herself scarce, sitting with Clint while he made their team report because standing around in the way of the medical staff had actually seemed like a bad idea. Of course, waking up with an entirely new power — and no symbols, but best to not think of that — had been an unexpected twist, so following learning how to touch almost nothing directly, she carefully made her way down to see her friend in medlab.
"Oh!" She gasped out, confusion then curiosity quickly taking over the worried expression she'd worn as she saw Meggan, seemingly well but... different. "Meggan, darling, seems you've gotten a little sharp, eh?"
Meggan noticed her friend's lack of symbols, but didn't comment on it just yet. “Oh, yeah, I’m all fangs and claws just now,” she agreed with a pointy grin, even as she took another look at her clawed hands. When she had first revived, after everyone's concern and worry, she had just been confused about why she wasn’t hurting, and had healed so fast. And then she had spotted the claws, and realized she wasn’t feeling everyone. And, of course, there was the startling lack of fur on Kurt, and Amanda’s incredible strength.
While the new powers did take some getting used to, hers weren’t anything too horrendous. She was adapting, even if she missed certain things like her empathy first of all, and second her flight. The enhanced senses thankfully hadn’t left her in the fetal position or anything, so she had to be grateful for that. “My toe nails were suddenly sharp enough to tear through the nicer sheets if I moved funny,” she wryly added. “So we’ve got tougher sheets to combat me.”
The grin, paired with a lack of clear distress, earned a bright smile in return as Alani sat at the edge of the bedside seat. She did little to hide her interest as she looked her friend over. "Well I think we can work with sharp, dear, the medlab's learned to, and I'm sure we can steal some of this claw-proof bedding for your room.... borrow, I meant to say borrow." She laughed, hoping none of the staff had heard. "It seems that we've picked up a little strain from the other reality. But, as long as you're feeling okay, I'll take that W."
Idly, she rubbed her wrists. "We are working on figuring everything out, so don't worry."
“Yes, borrow,” Meggan echoed with amusement. At this point, even if she couldn’t feel someone else out there, she could certainly hear the nearby footsteps of anyone that might overhear. And they would, of course, hopefully be forgiven for any extra bedding mysteriously transporting itself to her room if this was a permanent development.
She wasn’t bleeding internally or externally, so that was something for the positive side. “I didn’t know that 'little strain' could do something like this,” she marveled, shaking her head. “Other than us, how many others are waking up with a brand new thing that they didn’t see coming?” Or a subtraction, she mused, with Alani’s whole lack of symbols going on. She knew about her siblings. What was the tally, though?
Alani let out a puff of air, shoulders coming up in an uncertain shrug. "Neither did we. The contamination and confirmed cases are currently being tallied. I know not everyone woke up changed, and there’s a group of people who avoided any possible infection currently in the city.”
Not one to let something out of her control weigh too heavily, she flashed a bright smile. “But your health and safety are priority for me. I’m sure it will all be sorted and we’ll know more once the smarties put everything together.” Was she sure? No, but she wouldn’t let that stop her and she sounded convincing! “Have they given you the all clear so we can bust you out?”
Meggan nodded in understanding; the contamination would just be so unpredictable. “The busting out will be within the next hour,” she was pleased to reveal. Amanda and Kurt would be thrilled, plus in an extra protective frame of mind once she was out given the way things had gone. “Seeing that nothing else seems to be cropping up that was totally unexpected, outside of this.”
And ooh. Just the thought that somebody else might have picked up a hefty dose of her empathic shapeshifting if losing hers applied it to someone else left her feeling like whoever it was ought to be warned to take a nice nap in a tree for as long as they could, where they would just have to deal with that energy, if emotions were too much for them all at once. Whoever that person might be, she just hoped they were okay.
"Hmmmm, I can work with that, I mean, heck I'm not doing anything, so I could hang around if you want?" And the words were hopeful, sparkles practically visible as Alani offered, eyes bright as her smile. She didn't want to point out that it would keep her mind occupied, because that sure seemed like a terrible thing to tell your friend, no matter how you tried to dress it up. Her reflection was visible on one of the nice, clean surfaces and her stomach lurched. Hands folded on her lap to pull her back. "Or, I mean, if you'd rather, I could get you some non-med food, because it's not terrible, but I know for a fact there are still some prime St. Paddy's day leftovers in the main fridge if you feel peckish?"
“Why not both?” Meggan suggested without hesitation. Now that she thought about it, yeah, non-med food would be wonderful. “I wouldn’t ever turn your company away, and oh, yes, I think that’s a good plan. We could head for the fridge once it’s official.” She could discover if her tastes had been altered a little or a lot while she was handling the newfound powers. She would just have to make whatever adjustments she had to, really.
She would walk out of here barefoot when it was time, she had decided. It was the best way. She would just ruin her regular shoes if she didn't, with these claws likely poking a hole through them. Maybe she'd get herself some sandals! She wasn’t certain they would work, but she’d give it a good try.
Oh Meggan always knew just what to say to cheer her up. Alani couldn't help but beam at her as warmth rushed to her cheeks. "Aw, you better be careful or I'mma fall in love with you, Meg, and I already told your brother that, which, I mean, scandalous." It was accompanied by a giggle, and the very sudden urge to prod her friend, but, touch, not something she knew she could stomach when she learned things from it. Instead she made herself a touch more comfortable, and nodded. "Alright, thanks, I didn't bring a deck of cards with me or anything, but I appreciate you letting me sit with you and all."
A ping alerted her to a new text and — "On the other hand, it seems that our royal teammate has lost his wings." She gave her a very 'well ain't that just the way' look, trying not to roll her eyes or scream or both. "Mind if I pick you up and bring you to a lovely lunch of leftovers once I've sorted him out?"
Meggan had begun to respond to that comment before the notification; at that news. She winced, feeling bad for Namor. She wondered if losing the wings had hurt him at all, given his home was naturally in the ocean, and she really hoped not. Even if they weren’t always on the best of terms, she would never wish that on him. “I don’t mind at all, no. Go see about him if he needs any help first. See if he's okay.”
Another smile, this one softer. Her hand shot out to pat Meggan, out of habit. White briefly flooded her vision and relief washed over her. "Meg, you're a gem, don't worry, I have a good feeling. I'll see you soon, dear." With that she rose, blowing a kiss before she swept out, already trying to think of a way to fix what she could. Oh, it'd be nice if things would just go a little bit her way today. She didn't even notice the light that briefly pulsed from her eye as she made her way to the boat house.
