Three
Kari woke to the stark interior of the medical lab at Sanctuary. As her eyes flittered open, she tried to sit up. Quickly was not the best idea.
Two hands gently placed her back down.
"You might just want to lie there, Kari," Jesse's voice continued, "You have earned it."
"What about my people?" she asked, her voice cracking.
She stopped. It was painful to talk.
"Water?" Jesse offered.
Shalimar wandered into the room, a smile growing on her face.
"Thought I heard two voices in here, how's our patient?"
"That was my next question," Kari laughed weakly.
"As far as I can tell, Ms. Spiritwalker, You're going to be okay, but the dehydration and malnourishment has got to stop," Jesse put a hand on hers, "Your people will be alright."
Kari smiled weakly and leaned back on the table. She took Jesse's water and slowly drank it.
"You know you're a hero amongst your team at the safe house, right?" Shalimar asked, grabbing a chair, "If you hadn't warned them about the quake, it would have been much worse."
Kari nodded.
"I know. They told me before it happened. I couldn't keep it from happening, but I could at least get my folks to safety," she replied.
"I'm sorry, but who are the "they"?" Shal asked, "Someone gave you warning about this quake?"
Kari sighed. Having to explain herself was an exhausting routine.
"Shalimar, let me explain for you, "Jesse interrupted, "Kari here is a medium/psionic. She hears from those who have passed on."
"You're a telepath who speaks to the dead?" Shalimar asked, stunned, "Isn't that technically impossible?" "Not really, if you look at the genetic side of things. I inherited the mediumship, the psionics were courtesy of Genomax. Jesse, can you do anything about my headache?"
Kari sat back and closed her eyes.
"Sure." He replied, stepping back and hitting some buttons on the med bed, "You want more sleep?"
"If it's okay, yes."
Shalimar met Jesse's glance. They had known each other long enough to know the message behind a look.
"Get some rest, we'll talk later."
Kari woke to the stark interior of the medical lab at Sanctuary. As her eyes flittered open, she tried to sit up. Quickly was not the best idea.
Two hands gently placed her back down.
"You might just want to lie there, Kari," Jesse's voice continued, "You have earned it."
"What about my people?" she asked, her voice cracking.
She stopped. It was painful to talk.
"Water?" Jesse offered.
Shalimar wandered into the room, a smile growing on her face.
"Thought I heard two voices in here, how's our patient?"
"That was my next question," Kari laughed weakly.
"As far as I can tell, Ms. Spiritwalker, You're going to be okay, but the dehydration and malnourishment has got to stop," Jesse put a hand on hers, "Your people will be alright."
Kari smiled weakly and leaned back on the table. She took Jesse's water and slowly drank it.
"You know you're a hero amongst your team at the safe house, right?" Shalimar asked, grabbing a chair, "If you hadn't warned them about the quake, it would have been much worse."
Kari nodded.
"I know. They told me before it happened. I couldn't keep it from happening, but I could at least get my folks to safety," she replied.
"I'm sorry, but who are the "they"?" Shal asked, "Someone gave you warning about this quake?"
Kari sighed. Having to explain herself was an exhausting routine.
"Shalimar, let me explain for you, "Jesse interrupted, "Kari here is a medium/psionic. She hears from those who have passed on."
"You're a telepath who speaks to the dead?" Shalimar asked, stunned, "Isn't that technically impossible?" "Not really, if you look at the genetic side of things. I inherited the mediumship, the psionics were courtesy of Genomax. Jesse, can you do anything about my headache?"
Kari sat back and closed her eyes.
"Sure." He replied, stepping back and hitting some buttons on the med bed, "You want more sleep?"
"If it's okay, yes."
Shalimar met Jesse's glance. They had known each other long enough to know the message behind a look.
"Get some rest, we'll talk later."