I wheeled myself down the hallway wearily. The doctors finally told me what they were doing to my back that hurt so much. It had to do something with my back and my nervous system. They were testing how much of my spine and nerves were working and then making some sort of connection, for what I had no idea. All I knew was that whatever they were doing would help me walk again. That was enough for me to keep enduring this pain. Thankfully they started to give me pain pills that did a number to my back although it still ached.
That Andy girl and I had become quick friends. We got along and were the other two girls that were here. The only two that we knew of anyways. Since we were both here for experiments we had a lot of common ground. She had showed me where she had her tests done and I was making my way there now.
As I got nearer I saw that she was already done with her tests for the day, sitting on a bench outside. It was strange though how she was moving. When she got up I saw that she had one crutch in her armpit and a cast on her right leg.
"Andy?! What happened to your leg?" I exclaimed, skidding to a halt in front of her.
"O-oh this, just a little accident with my tests today. I broke my leg, hehe," she said a little nervously.
"Did the doctors do this?" I demanded, looking her up and down.
"N-no no! Of course not, it was just me being clumsy, honest," she reassured me.
I decided to trust her, her tests could be as painful as mine. "Okay," I grinned to myself before speeding behind her and scooping her up in my wheelchair. Andy fell into my lap with a surprised yelp as I begun to wheel back to our rooms.
"Wh-what are you doing?" she squealed as I sped up through the hallways.
I grinned keeping both hands on my wheels so I could control the extra weight. "You're injured and in no state to walk so I thought I'd give you a ride."
"I can walk just fine!" she yelled into my ear.
"Whatever."
She held on tight around me as I navigated my way back to the rooms. I rolled into my room as it was kind of our habit to hang out after each of our days and she leaped out. I laughed at how frightened she was of a little ride. Then again, seeing her limping on her one crutch, she was injured pretty badly. Andy took a seat on her couch and I went over to my fridge and threw her a soda, grabbing one for myself.
"So how was your day?"
"Well besides the broken leg."
"Oh… Yeah," I stammered, "besides the broken leg."
She went on to tell me about her tests quickly and briefly. Andy didn't much like talking about her tests as much as me. I wish I could learn more but it really didn't bother me too much.
"Hey Andy?"
"Yeah?"
"You know what semblances are?"
She looked up pensively, "Yeah sort of. They're kind of like superpowers right? Like each person has their own one unique to them."
"Yeah," I responded slowly, wondering how my new friend would react. "Well, I don't know how to say this but mine is Restoration."
Andy let out a gasp and grew extremely excited, bouncing up and down in her couch, "What is that?"
"Well, I can heal myself and also… other people," I told her
She leaned back in her chair, "That's awesome."
"You don't really get it do you? I'm offering to heal your broken leg."
"My broken leg," she said looking down at it like some strange alien being, "but it's broken, it's fine now."
"Andy! I'm trying to say that it can be 'unbroken', healed, one hundred percent you can walk," I rose my voice becoming annoyed. "You know what, come here!" I yelled exasperated, rolling myself over to her and pulling her leg onto my lap.
"Skye! Whoa, what are you-."
Her words soon faded and the room was quiet as I placed both my hands on her leg and they began to glow with bright light. They warmed and her leg began to glow as I closed my eyes, concentrated on the heat in my hands and her leg. I don't know how much time passed but when I opened up my eyes again Andy was still sitting there watching me intently.
Wearily I said, "Take off… your cast… and see." My body was drained of all energy but I forced myself to stay awake.
Unbelievingly, Andy slid of the couch onto the floor and gingerly took off her cast. To her amazement her leg was completely healed and no longer broken.
"Skye! That is amazing! It's healed and completely fine!"
I chuckled softly, "Told you." At that I fell out of my chair from exhaustion falling onto Andy.
(Plot Note: More RP filler here, sorry guys! Okay so during our RP's Andy and Skye were playing games while at the facility. It had become Skye's habit to walk Andy to the testing rooms she went to every morning although Andy never let her go inside. One day she raced Andy and opened the doors to her testing rooms, bearing witness to all sorts of torture like devices and testing apparatus. It deeply scared Skye from that point on.)
With one hand holding my left wheel steady and the other pushing the right I rolled around in a circle in the hallway. Andy's 'test' were taking longer than usual today so here I was outside waiting for her. I had already tried to go in, politely and forcefully, both times getting rejected. Even with my exoskeleton I wasn't strong enough to get past the security they called on me. Seems they had plans specifically prepared to stop me. Makes me wonder what other kind of plans that they had.
The repressed memories that had become unrepressed were still fresh in my mind. It still hurt to look at Andy's test room door. I couldn't stop myself from cringing or getting a prickly feeling inside of my gut every time I imagined what was beyond those doors. Sometimes I caught myself hearing Andy's screams or seeing her face contort in pain but coming awake to realize it was all in my head. I couldn't understand why Andy didn't tell me about what they were doing to her. That's a lie, I do know why. She didn't want me to worry about her. She didn't want to share the pain. She wanted to keep this pain for herself.
I felt my eyes water up. "Brave little fox," I whispered to myself. She knew that I would try and take as much pain away from her as I could with my semblance. What she didn't know was that I wanted to inflict all that pain and more on the Atlas scientists that were imposing it upon her.
The doors to Andy's own personal hell creaked open, the hinges screaming out as they rubbed against each other. Andy came out walking strongly but I saw in her pale face the struggles of the day's efforts.
"Are you okay?" I asked in a hush voice, wheeling myself up to her.
Andy laughed… laughed. "Just another day of tests little bird," she told me although we both knew what those entailed.
I took her hand and squeezed it, "Why do you let them do this to you? Why go through all this pain just to become a faunus?"
"Oh you know," she said evasively, "the same old reasons."
It was the same old response from Andy, avoiding answering my questions about her experiments and tests. It pained me not to press further but I wanted to wait for Andy to tell me herself, to trust me.
"Here," I said annoyed, "let me cart you back like old times."
She chuckled, "I'm fine Skye, really."
I scowled at her, "You look like you're about to collapse. Like I said, you may be the better liar but I can still tell."
I took her in my lap without much complaint and pushed us along the halls back to our rooms. Atlas adults that worked in the facility greeted us as we went along, Andy replying politely while I just scowled at each person silently.
"Say," Andy started suddenly, "Why are you in your chair today? What happened to your legs?"
She knew just how to distract me.
"Oh those things? They're working on them. Rebuilding them for my combat training or something like that," I told her, rubbing the shaved side of my head unconsciously. It had become a habit just to feel the buzzed hair that crew around my bird tattoo.
We talked as I continued to wheel ourselves back to the room. Andy putting forth a lot of effort to talk with me even though I could tell she was exhausted. She ended up passing out a couple turns away from the room. Carefully I took inside of mine, somehow juggling her on my lap and opening my door. Her unconscious body pressed against mine in some heated spots. If I had my legs on and could feel her on my lap I don't think I would've made it into my room.
Somehow I laid her on my couch and got a blanket over her. Andy's fox ears were pointy mountains amongst her red hair, no longer concealable. I thought they were cute and fun to play with.
I sighed at the task at hand, gently putting my palm on her forehead and chest.
"As long as you're not awake to see this," I mumbled as my hands began to glow white.