The Hunt

Chapter 17- Blaire Southwood

Cecily's eyes drew open, revealing the little medic girl kneeling over her.

The autumn haired girl was laid out on her stomach, the feeling of the bed underneath her familiar.

When Alma noticed the girls eyes on her, the little girl backed away. Just like a frightened rabbit, Cecily thought.

"Sorry," Alma muttered. "I was just-"

"Mm," she hummed. "You're fine."

"You feeling okay?" Magnus voice asked from the other side of the room.

Her black eyes followed the sound until they found the assassin leaning against the wall besides the closed door that led to the main room. Of course they wouldn't leave her alone with the Saint. They were still scared of her. After the shock she got, from the eastern guard if she had to guess, they probably thought she was pissed which they probably thought made her dangerous. More so than usual, at least.

She sighed, pushing herself up until she could sit.

"Take it easy," the Saint said, holding her hands like she wanted to help but was too scared to touch. "The burst of energy you got gave your system quite the shock."

Shock. She could still feel something uncomfortable buzzing under her skin. It almost felt like a swarm of bees was trapped right below the surface. Not stinging, but she could feel them moving.

She flexed her right arm, closing each of the mechanical fingers to the hard palm. Each did as they were told.

"You feel okay?" Alma asked. "Nothing feel...broken? Unnatural?"

She shook her head. "A little bit of a headache and I can still feel some electricity under my skin."

"Yeah, about that. Um, you didn't get hit with electricity. What you were hit with was a decently high voltage of red energy."

"What they use to bring comatose patients back?"

"Yeah. It-it shouldn't have any lasting effects. Your skin might buzz for a while, but I can get you some medicine for the headache, if you want?"

She nodded, rubbing her eyes with her palms.

Alma scurried off, out the door, closing it behind her and leaving her with her sparring partner.

They watched each other for a second, both content with the silence, before Orion spoke.

"That move you used, the one that got you electrocuted, who taught you that?"

"I had to improvise."

"You just thought that up?"

She shrugged. "I didn't want to get electrocuted."

He smirked for the first time since the two of them met. "Well, you didn't do that great of a job."

She let out a breath of air.

The door opened and Alma came in again, carrying a steaming drink that smelled like her beloved tea and a small pill.

"I-I didn't exactly know exactly how you like it, but..."

Cecily shook her head, taking the extended cup and the downing the pill. "It's perfect. Thank you. How long was I out for?"

"Well, you were awake for about ten minutes after the initial shock, but then you went under. I don't know if you remember that. It's been about, uh, three hours. Give or take about twenty minutes or so."

She nodded, taking another sip of the tea.

"Do you mind?" Alma asked nervously, her thumbs swirling around each other. "Can I take your vitals one more time before you decide to get up and moving again?"