Truely Awake

[icey_hart]

The whir and click of computers was all she could hear beyond her own breathing. The white, sterile tiles above had no personality at all, but they strangely reminded the girl of home. Nothing but a white expanse of snow for miles. But not now. Now she had her arm strapped up to something, and there was a needle sticking in her arm, attached to a

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[j_rancid_]

A tall man slouched into the room, his face twisted into a sneer, his black hair untidy and his clothes ripped. He wasn't in the best shape, and he was definatly not someone you would expect to see in a hospital. However, since he had lost a fight with Red X he had snuck off, looking for a place to hide for a few days, to let the shame wear off. So he had come to the hospital and, hearing the noise, had decided to investigate.

"What are you doin'?" he grunted, his hands shoved in his pockets and his swollen eye making him look more demented then usual.

[icey_hart]

Her head whipped to the sound of Johnny's voice. Her hand went to rub her now sore neck, and Bell peered into the darkness. She could barely make out his shape, but wasn't nervous, strangely. Her still whirling ice ball slowed to a stop, and dematerialized into the air.

"Nothing," White Hart stated simply. "What are you doing?"

[j_rancid_]

He flipped on the light and glanced at her.

"None of your business. Who are you?" he frowned, leaning against the doorjamb, and his eyes narrow.

"You one of those frozen freaks?"

[icey_hart]

Bell raised a gloved hand to sheild her eyes from the sudden light. She gasped slightly, and the light shone off her white hair.

"Belladri. Who're you?" She micked him, in narrowing her eyes. She snorted disdainfully as he called her a "frozen freak". "I dunno. Are you one of those smelly freaks?"

[yellow_chakra]

She smiled darkly and her eyes flashed a fiece red, casting a harsh glow over the room.

"Put it down, you fool." She said in a voice not entirely her own. "Verita. Volonta." She lifted her hands high above her head, a wind stirring her hair. "Resistenza!"

((Now, now... do we remember what happened last time? ^__~ ))

[j_rancid_]

His eyes narrowed.

"Shut up! Shut up!" he swung around and pointed the gun at Hart, positive that his shot could hit her before Iris's spell hit him.

"Ya sure ya wanna finish that?" He smirked, confident that she wouldn't dare to hurt Slade's experiment.

((...obviously not))

[icey_hart]

That thing was pointed at her?! BAD! That was bad! Hart's breath stopped in her chest, and she did the only thing her near animal upbringing told her to do. The tempreture dropped rapidly, so soon her IV bag was crackling with ice. She leapt at Johnny, freezing the gun - perhaps too late - to try and stop the bullet from releasing.

[yellow_chakra]

Frowning, she dropped one hand to shoulder height. The tiger leapt up, engulfing both of the others in yellow light, holding them suspended in time.

"Now, Johnny... play nice." She dropped her other hand, activating the behaviors that were already a part of his mental processes. The program that Brother Blood had implanted through her. Her eye glared a deeper red and she smiled again.

[yellow_chakra]

She smiled again, climbing the stairs slowly.

"That sounds like a long story..."

[icey_hart]

Bell shrugged. "Not too long, really. I grew up alone, in a Russian forest." She stated the fact simply. She followed Iris up the stairs, eager to see her new room.