[X] Taylor decides to stay safe in her anonymity.
Taylor shook her head.
In the end, Taylor valued her civilian identity more than anything. It was what was keeping herself, her dad and her friends separated from any of her caping endeavors, as nascent as they were.
Panacea lingered for a moment before starting to shuffle to the door.
The swung open almost soundlessly, only a 'swoosh' could be heard as it opened. Then came a rather loud 'thonk' accompanied by an almost impossible to hear 'crrk' as the door slammed into Panacea's face just as Nikki shouted; "I have returned!"
Of course that was over shadowed by the fact that Panacea had just been knocked to the ground and was clutching her face, letting out a low groan.
"Oh, hello. You should not be on the floor, even in an hospital it can be unsanitary." Nikki stated before turning back to Taylor, completely ignoring the two white-coated doctors rushing to help Panacea up from the ground- even her dad had made an abortive move to help her up. "Are you well?"
"Uh, ye- you- you knocked over Panacea!"
"I did. Perhaps she will not lurk outside doors from now on." Nikki hummed softly. "Forget her, are you okay?" the Russian girl reached up, soft hand gently resting against Taylor's cheek as she inspected Taylor's face.
"No, Ni-"
"What is wrong with you?!" Panacea was looking at Nikki, holding her nose which did little to hide the red coming out of it.
Nikki turned, regarding Panacea coldly. "You look injured, perhaps you should ask the nurses here to look at your nose?"
Panacea stared at Nikki.
The doctors stared at Nikki.
Her dad stared at Nikki.
Taylor stared at Nikki.
Nikki turned away from Panacea, her mood switching like a light switch. "I'm so glad you are okay Taylor! I was very worried when I heard you were in the hospital!"
"No, seriously, what the actual fuck is wrong with you?"
Nikki paused, a small tight frown on her face. She craned her head to look at Panacea, and she held her gaze on Panacea. "I apologise for hitting you with the door, but it was an accident."
"Nikki", Taylor hissed, eyes darting between the two, "you busted up her face!"
"The door is the one that did the busting." Nikki waved it away. "It was an accident, I apologized. I cannot fix her nose. Time will, and someone setting it."
Panacea muttered something nasally and angry sounding vaguely like 'unrepentant bitch' before stalking out of the room, one of the white-coated professionals following her like a duckling after it's mother. The other doctor started to discuss something with her dad who was giving her and Nikki the occasional look.
"That was really rude!" Taylor couldn't believe Nikki was that callous about hurting a hero, especially someone who had just healed her.
Nikki paused for a moment. Then she slowly nodded. "Perhaps. Perhaps I felt a bit of animosity towards her indifferent attitude towards your condition. Despite how it affected your father and I."
Gently Nikki took Taylor's hand into her own. It was warm and light grip. "I was… fearful for you."
Taylor sighed. There wasn't much she could really say to that. Still...
"Thanks."
Having someone who wasn't her family care for her gave her a kind of thrill that was heady.
Nikki gently rubbed the back of Taylor's hand with her thumb. "Did she state what had caused your collapse?"
The cause was still something she was having trouble wrapping her head around as she numbly stated, "mass simultaneous organ failure."
Nikki stared at her.
Nikki opened her mouth.
Nikki closed her mouth.
After a moment she tried again.
"Why?'
Taylor shrugged.
That was the question of the hour, wasn't it?
Perhaps the only reason she wasn't freaking out as much as everyone else was because she had a decent inkling on what the likely cause of the organ failure; power over-usage. Or at least she hoped that was the case. Perhaps a little self-delusional but… it made her less fearful of whatever that was from happening again. At least not without Taylor causing it intentionally.
"And she did not even know?" Nikki sent a truly venomous glance at the door the healer had left through, a smidgen of blood left on the handle.
"She was able to figure out the start point of the headache that was right before it happened but, uh, I think she said something along the lines of it was disconnected from the rest."
Taylor glanced at the door.
"She was stumped."
Nikki's frown deepened, it looked out of place on the girl's face. "I should have ignored your father and hired Limbsmaster to look you over instead of relying on Panacea."
Taylor blinked.
"What?"
"I was very close to hiring Limbsmaster to come and inspect your health after the doctors shrugged their shoulders for the sixth time. Your father disagreed due to the price and that he did not trust Limbsmaster, who he implied was a 'back alley surgeon'. As if I would let someone like that operate on you." Nikki huffed. "I checked, she is certified by the PRT."
This wasn't borderline creepy or possessive behaviour that her mom had warned her about when she dated, no siree! Or the fact that she had tried to talk to her dad about getting her removed from the hospital. Nope, nope, nope. Maybe things were done differently in Russia, but here and now, that was super sketchy.
Taylor put that in a 'think about it later' box.
"Just because Limbsmaster helped Joanna doesn't mean I should have seen someone who specializes in replacing limbs."
"She does organs too." Nikki noted. "Trust me, Taylor, I researched everything I could about possible nearby healers while you were unconscious."
Nikki was being defensive, was it because Limbsmaster is her favourite cape? It was something Taylor still didn't understand- she had seen the cape in person and she had been kind of disconcerting.
The cape had made Taylor feel like she wanted to harvest her hair.
Creepy.
"I know she's your favourite cape, but I'd rather have the most potent healer in the city take a look at me." That was the most neutral answer she could give. The diplomatic answer.
"It's the matter of motivation." Nikki stated, cocking her head to the side. "Limbsmaster would be motivated by money, making her more likely to care. Panacea came because it was breaking up her monotony."
Taylor was getting a distinct impression that Nikki might arrange to have Panacea 's kneecaps broken... Somehow.
Nikki shook her head. "It does not matter now. I am simply happy you are seemingly in better health now."
"Yeah. She healed my insides." Taylor had a soft smile. She didn't realize how much had actually been hurting until it went away- she didn't even realize that everything was hurting, like her existence was being condensed. "I feel a lot better." The smile became a lot more shaky as she added, "hopefully it doesn't happen again?"
Unsaid to anyone but herself was the fact that Taylor had probably caused it to herself and she had a distinct heavy feeling in her gut she would do it again.
"I'll be there for you." Nikki noted, not a promise, a certainty. "If it ever does happen again."
Well, that was something at least.
Taylor had some time with Nikki before she had to leave. It was nice. The rest of her was spent going through a battery of tests that the experts that work with Panacea decided on.
In between these tests, Taylor…
[] ...did some cape research on her phone including whatever people said about Canberra.
[] ...got out of her room and stretched her legs [Rolls on the random hospital social encounter table]
Author's note: I'm excited for either option to win.
Well, Nikki is sure a thing. Yay? I'm realizing this looks like me hating Panpan when I don't. I swear. Blame my editor.
I got three chapters out in a week! Huzzah!
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