07-02-2020, 08:26 AM
The tissue knit at haste, and the process did not take long. Her hand withdrew the moment it was done, and she released her hold on the power. “Try not to.” She grinned. Better he didn’t need the healing at all, though given the nature of some of those other minor scrapes and bruises, that was unlikely. “I want tae speak to you before you leave. Something personal,” she added. The words were quiet, but not furtive. Then her attention moved to assess their audience. No questions were asked of her, but with characteristic bluntness she spoke anyway.
“It takes a toll on the patient,” she said. “Essentially speeding the natural healing process, so requires the body’s resources for the work. Which is precisely why I asked Dominion Rikovi for his assistance in arranging Durante some sustenance. He will need it.” The directness of her gaze slid to the man in question, somewhat accusatory, but only mildly.
“All this talk on the nature of light and dark.” Morven didn’t much care for philosophizing, honestly. A frown rippled, but it was one of consideration. When she was not giving effort to make herself palatable, others often misconstrued her intensity for rudeness. A spectrum or a duality, she didn’t care, but it pushed her to ask the questions she had abided to silence before. Durante was healed now, and if she was reprimanded for insubordination for running her mouth, at least the words would be spoken. She might not get another chance to put them forth plain and straight to the source, at least not without layers of bureaucracy. It was to the Ascendancy she directed the words.
“Ye have barely any women here. None among the Dominions. None in your personal security, I’d warrant. Yet the powers are different. Rikovi says you were attacked at the fundraiser, that a creature possessed a woman and channeled through her. None of you would have been able to even see the flows, nor known she was a channeler before she went from a risk to a threat. That shouldn't be allowed to happen again.” She didn’t say it confrontationally, or she didn’t intend to. She knew from her conversation with Rikovi that things were being done about it -- or researching the creature itself anyway. There was no disparagement for that, and certainly no criticism. It was not like she was privy to any of the details, or had even known about it before the Dominion spilled, and clearly the security breach had been handled.
Rather, it was said with the fierceness of one who considered her loyalties paramount, and realised she was in a position to be of use. She didn’t expect the Ascendancy knew who she was beyond a name he had signed into the Facility, yet a closer perusal at her records would make it abundantly clear why she suspected she had been pulled from military training as a physician. She wasn’t just a healer. She would be wasted as such. It was allegiance she offered now.
“It takes a toll on the patient,” she said. “Essentially speeding the natural healing process, so requires the body’s resources for the work. Which is precisely why I asked Dominion Rikovi for his assistance in arranging Durante some sustenance. He will need it.” The directness of her gaze slid to the man in question, somewhat accusatory, but only mildly.
“All this talk on the nature of light and dark.” Morven didn’t much care for philosophizing, honestly. A frown rippled, but it was one of consideration. When she was not giving effort to make herself palatable, others often misconstrued her intensity for rudeness. A spectrum or a duality, she didn’t care, but it pushed her to ask the questions she had abided to silence before. Durante was healed now, and if she was reprimanded for insubordination for running her mouth, at least the words would be spoken. She might not get another chance to put them forth plain and straight to the source, at least not without layers of bureaucracy. It was to the Ascendancy she directed the words.
“Ye have barely any women here. None among the Dominions. None in your personal security, I’d warrant. Yet the powers are different. Rikovi says you were attacked at the fundraiser, that a creature possessed a woman and channeled through her. None of you would have been able to even see the flows, nor known she was a channeler before she went from a risk to a threat. That shouldn't be allowed to happen again.” She didn’t say it confrontationally, or she didn’t intend to. She knew from her conversation with Rikovi that things were being done about it -- or researching the creature itself anyway. There was no disparagement for that, and certainly no criticism. It was not like she was privy to any of the details, or had even known about it before the Dominion spilled, and clearly the security breach had been handled.
Rather, it was said with the fierceness of one who considered her loyalties paramount, and realised she was in a position to be of use. She didn’t expect the Ascendancy knew who she was beyond a name he had signed into the Facility, yet a closer perusal at her records would make it abundantly clear why she suspected she had been pulled from military training as a physician. She wasn’t just a healer. She would be wasted as such. It was allegiance she offered now.