"Okay, yeah, be a sassy goddess or whatever." Sati rolled her eyes. "I was helping him with my own powers and with the ambulance's stuff, and you just. Interrupted it. You don't do that, thousand-year-old healer or no. You just…don't." Sati emphasized, glancing at the girl. "What did you say your name was again?"
"I didn't. Besides, I got a call to help that man from someone who know what their doing. if they said go help them, I had to go help them. End of story." Michi turned to look at Sati.
"And my name is Hayashi. Michi Hayashi."
"Michi, huh." Sati was still glaring at her a little, but had put up the rage for now. "I'm Sati."
(i see u is on, bomp)
"Pleasure." Michi suddenly stopped walking. She looked up; yes, this was the room.
"Hey." Sati blocked the doorway, raising an eyebrow as another cornrow fell over her shoulder. The gleaming lights of the hospital reflected on her chocolate skin as she stared Michi down. "You can't go in there now, there's paramedics."
Michi stood still for a moment. Inside, she could tell they were going to lose the man.
"He's dying; can't you feel it?"
Sati tilted her head and crossed her arms firmly across her chest. "Then maybe the actual paramedic who also happens to have healing capabilities should handle it."
"And maybe the oldest healer alive should handle it." Michi put both hands on her hips, daring Sati to say something.
Sati pursed her lips. "Fine. Sit tight for a second, I'll get them out of there." She turned, her arm brushing Michi's shoulder as she opened the door.
"Okay, boys, there's some…equipment coming in, so if you all could scram the scene for around ten minutes, I've got the complex covered." She told them, straightening her armband and gesturing out the door.
Michi stepped to the side of the doorway. She pulled out a protein bar from her pocket and started eating it.
The other doctors exited the room with confused expressions, walking down the rest of the hallway. Sati reappeared, staring at Michi.
"You can come - oh my god. Really? A protien bar?" She sighed and stepped into the room again. "Better get a move on, I told them only ten minutes." She called.
Michi hurried in.
"Yes, a protein bar. You don't get something from nothing; my healing takes energy." Michi stupid by the man, setting her empty wrapper down. She place her hands on him; on on his head and one at the worst of his wounds. She closed her eyes, focusing. Her hair gently began to flow as a blue antes surrounded both of them. You could literally see the flesh and bone coming together. It was over in give minutes. The man breathed shortly. He would not only survive; he would feel the best he had in years.
Sati's eyes widened. "Woah. That was…" She looked up at Michi. "Really cool." A bit of Red Belief seperated itself from her, hovering in the air like a drop of blood in water.
"I get that a lot." Michi smiled. She dug in her pocket and pulled out a chocolate bar.
"So do you just let people watch you do that? No secret or anything?" Sati sucked the Red Belief back into her. "My grandmother is the only one who knows I can do this." Okay, this is really irrelevant, but her hair is lowkey really pretty so - shut uP
"There's really no reason to; is not like the could kill me or anything. Plus, if they tried something fishy, well… They'd have to deal with my sister." Michi took a large bite of the chocolate.
"Your sister. So you're a really old majestic healer, so your sister is…?" Sita tilted her head. Also her face in general is just really nice - okay did a single soul ask you to think that absolutely nOT
"She's the Balance Keeper. Most powerful being in the multiverse." She smiled.
"She also runs a kid's dinner."
Sati grinned. "Are you aware how absolutely cool that is? I have three older brothers, all in the military. I'm the only one besides my grandmother who can do…this." She concentrated on the crimson swirls behind her eyes and projected them out into air like ink into water. "She always said that the first step to overcoming pain is to believe you've overcome the pain." Is it just me or does that jacket fit her reeeally well - no, it is just you. just. shut up about that.
"Your grandmother was very wise." Michi finished the chocolate bar and collected her wrappers.
"Yeah. She was." Sita tilted her head at Michi.
(bye tehe Im sleeping)
(Bye!)
Michi looked up.
"What's the head-tilt for?"
"What?" Sita straightened her head. What luck, her eyes are pretty too - oh my god she was interfering with professional medical work shut uP - "It's nothing."
"Okay then. Well, that took five minutes. That means I've got five minutes to get out of here. Boy, are they gonna be surprised when they see him." Michi giggled.
oh shOOt
“Yeah, I know a couple shortcut stairwells. No one ever uses them.” Sita offered, gesturing outside the room.
Michi nodded, walking out of the room. She had another chocolate bar. She's kinda cuuuuu- NO, NO.
NO.
(mood)
"Alright. So first of all -" Sita considered her question. "How long have you been alive, exactly? You keep telling me you've been doing this a long time, so I mean." She shrugged.
"Well, that's kinda hard to explain… I'll try. Basically, I have to explain how Dimensional Time works. DT is based on the time of the oldest, central dimension. The farther you get from there, the faster the new dimension's time is. I'm… well, 364 DT years old. It might not seem like much, but it really is." Michi shrugged. She put one hand in her pocket. This might have been hard to believe, since she looked like a teenager.