http://ellectriclights.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] ellectriclights.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2008-11-04 11:37 am (UTC)

Elle leaned her head back and closed her eyes, sucking her breath in through her teeth as she tried to calm the lancing pain in her shoulder. The bandage the nurses had put on it was in tatters by now, stuck to her skin with pieces of medical tape. Reaching through the holes in her shirt cut by Eddie's teeth, she peeled it off, slowly and carefully. Every little movement tugged on the wound, but eventually the ruined bandage came away and she dropped it in a bloody pile on the ground.

"Fine," she hissed in answer to he boy as she pushed the heel of her hand into the deepest part of her injury, right where the metal rod had nearly skewered her. Her left hand tensed as her right pressed deeper into her shoulder, clutching at the grass. She needed to be careful not to set it on fire, or pretty soon the whole field - or moor or whatever the hell - would be ablaze. But she needed to stop the flow of blood, or her prediction would come true and she really would bleed to death in a ditch.

Elle didn't know much about electrocauterization, only that it was supposed to stop bleeding. Her dad had gotten her to learn pretty much everything there was to know about her ability, and that word had come up once. He hadn't cared about the ways her ability could heal, though, so she hadn't bothered to figure out how to do it properly.

When the heel of her hand was as deep in the wound as it would go, she unleashed the highest voltage blast she was capable of. The sudden burst of pain made her cry out, the force of it slamming her shoulder backwards into the ditch wall.

It hadn't even worked; she was too good at absorbing what she generated. Crap.

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