"I know," Isabel said in a tone of wonder. "That was amazing."
She pushed her wheelchair back from the table and pulled the bandages and dressings from her feet. Pieces of suture fell out, and she examined her feet which were now perfect and healthy. Gingerly, she stood up and smiled.
"Thank you," she said to Scott. "Thank you very much." It wasn't enough to just say it, but she couldn't think of anything else to do. She put a hand over his and projected her gratitude to him, let him feel the depth of it.
/Thank you/
It had been strange to watch from inside her mind as Scott had healed her. It seemed lke she'd seen it before, and she found herself contemplating the possibility of using her own abilities for healing. Something inside her shied away from that though. Too complicated. Too much to go wrong. Someone else would be good at it.
And Scott had said... she was an alien. Or part alien. The notion didn't seem wrong, she thought as she sat back down again. Judging by the reactions other people had to her abilities, it hadn't been likely that she was an ordinary human being.
She looked at Scott, frowning slightly. What kind of alien? And were she and Scott the same kind, or from different places?
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Date: 2007-03-18 11:53 pm (UTC)She pushed her wheelchair back from the table and pulled the bandages and dressings from her feet. Pieces of suture fell out, and she examined her feet which were now perfect and healthy. Gingerly, she stood up and smiled.
"Thank you," she said to Scott. "Thank you very much." It wasn't enough to just say it, but she couldn't think of anything else to do. She put a hand over his and projected her gratitude to him, let him feel the depth of it.
/Thank you/
It had been strange to watch from inside her mind as Scott had healed her. It seemed lke she'd seen it before, and she found herself contemplating the possibility of using her own abilities for healing. Something inside her shied away from that though. Too complicated. Too much to go wrong. Someone else would be good at it.
And Scott had said... she was an alien. Or part alien. The notion didn't seem wrong, she thought as she sat back down again. Judging by the reactions other people had to her abilities, it hadn't been likely that she was an ordinary human being.
She looked at Scott, frowning slightly. What kind of alien? And were she and Scott the same kind, or from different places?