[THIRD PERSON POV]
"I'm sorry?" Davina's voice cracked, surely there had been some kind of mistake.
"102.9 Nanometers of your brain is taken up by radiation." Bruce ran his fingers along the keyboard, another bead of sweat beginning to form at his temple. "Here, look." He flipped the laptop around once again to face her.
Davina's eyes scanned over the screen. "What's this?"
"This is a healthy brain.." He clicked another key. "And this, is in comparison to yours..."
The girls mouth formed a little O shape as she carefully inspected the two brain scans. One brain, the normal one, seemed empty almost in comparison to hers. The red tendrils of radiation covered almost all of the space.
"Well, well what does that mean? You said it isn't possible, what does-"
"It means that any.. normal person wouldn't survive 3 seconds with the amount of radiation you have in your brain."
Davina gulped. "But, I'm not dead? And I feel fine."
"Yes it would appear that way... My theory is that whatever Hydra did to provide you with, whatever it is you can do.. The results may have caused brain radiation manipulation. Whether that side effect was intentional or not, you've got it." Bruce explained slowly, his eyes wouldn't meet hers, they darted around the computer and bench top.
"Well, what will that do?" Davina had pretended to understand half the words Bruce was saying, but honestly, all she wanted was a stone cold answer with what's wrong with her, unfortunately, it seemed that Bruce didn't have one.
"Hopefully nothing, I don't think it'll cause any problems, so you should be fine. We could, evaluate it further with brain surgery-"
"No, I'm good. Are we done here?" Davina snapped. Flashbacks of her HYDRA days sauntered through her mind.
Bruce blinked a few times before nodding.
She jumped out of the chair and walked towards the doorway, pausing slightly once she got there. "Hey Bruce?"
"Mhm?"
"Thank you.."
She didn't wait for him to reply, instead Davina continued walking down the hall.
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"What are you doing?"
"I'm- Eating toast?" Davina shrugged.
Vision stood behind the kitchen counter with a blank expression. He looked lost.
"What are you doing?" Davina hit him with his own question.
"Well I'm- Wanda isn't feeling well, Barton told me she like... Soup." Vision blinked rapidly.
Davina had never seen him look this uneasy before, usually he just floated around awkwardly, following Wanda aimlessly around the facility. "She good?" Davina asked, taking a bite of her toast.
"Well it would appear from her symptoms that Wanda is suffering lightly from a common cold." Vision spoke in his robotic voice, he sounded just like JARVIS.
"Do you even know how to make soup? I mean- no offence, I thought you couldn't.. you know.. eat." Davina stammered along her words.
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◦○DAYBREAK○◦ Bucky Barnes
Romans★ if we can't mend our broken souls - i say let us be broken together ★ ❁ Davina Penton is an ex-Hydra worker on the run ❁ ❁ Bucky Barnes is a brainwashed ex-Hydra weapon on the run ❁ ❁ Crossed paths could mean the difference between life and death...
