Flesh Wound {Open}

[Athena 'Shift' Logan]

"Athena Logan."

Shift waited for the woman to get over her surprise, and the nurse at the front desk handed the costume-clad teenager some papers to fill out. "I'll...tell the doctors, ma'am.", the nurse said, scribbling down Athena's name under a list of other visitors. Athena nodded and moved to one of the chairs in the waiting room. it squeaked as she sat down, and the heroine pulle off the cap of the pen she'd borrowed with her teeth, biting her lip as she studied the papers.

Scribbling down the information as she flipped through the papers, the Titan studiously ignored the stares other people in said room were giving her. She hadn't been able to get all of the glass out of her fur after her run-in with Xavier, although Green and Serenity had tried to help. The largest problem areas were her shoulder and hands, which had gauges in them from the large shards of beaker glass that she hadn't been able to dodge, and the other ones she'd landed on when Xavier had bodily thrown her onto them. It hadn't been pleasant, to say the least, and she was very much so looking to pay the shadow porter back. And his stupid cat.

Of course, the bruises, smaller cuts and scrapes and the possibly broken ribs weren't helping her much either. Athena had avoided looking at herself in a mirror; she probably looked horrible.

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Carrie sighed and walked up to the counter, "Um, hi." she said and looked over at the secretary. She had managed to get acid poured all over her hand from an experiment that she had been doing in her physics class. "Could I have some help signing in?" she asked gesturing at her arm. She had known enough to pour a strong base on her arm immediately after but she still had a nasty looking wound that really did need to be looked at.

The attendant rolled her eyes as she spotted Carrie, "Back again?" she asked and pulled out some papers that she would need signed.

Carrie rolled her eyes, "Yeah well you know me." she said her teenageresk voice showed in her auburn hair with a now blue streak. But the goggles on her head told a different story. "The experiment blew up in my face. Well my arm really." she said with a sigh and the nurse nodded.

"I'll do this dear go sit down." she said writing her name under Athena's.

Carrie nodded and took an empty seat in the waiting room. Of course she would probably be there a while before a doctor was able to see her arm and then realized who she was sitting across from, "Well what happened to you?" she asked looking the titan over. She had what looked like a permanent scowl plastered on her face and was not impressed with anyone at the moment from the look of her. "They got you good." she said pulling the sleeve of her jacket down over her arm to hide her stupid injury.

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[Athena 'Shift' Logan]

Shift looked up, surprised that someone was talking to her - she hadn't been paying attention to her surroundings, and had totally missed Carrie waltzing in and talking to the nurse. The Teen titans' scowl turned to a look of confusion as she tried to remember where she had seen the familiar looking civilian. Then the teen caught sight of the streak in her hair - a different color now, she noticed - and it hit it her. The fix-it chick from Tobi's Garage, who had dealt with her toaster.

So the superheroine shrugged, then winced at the motion as it agrivated her wound and tried to play it off. "Occupational hazard. It's just a flesh wound, really. I've had worse.", Athena answered, not paying attention to Carrie as she moved her sleeve back down to hide her burn. The teenager leaned forward, scratched her ear and looked over Carrie. No blood anywhere, no obviously broken bones. 'Maybe she's here to see someone or something.', the teen thought. She didn't know much about hospitals, for all the times she had been in one, had to help teammates to one, or sent a villian to one.

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Carrie raised an eyebrow at the super, really they did a lot of good for the city and she knew that, most people believed that they were slowly trying to take over the world or some sort of crap like that. She wasn't a big fan of the anti hero protests at the university. "So if your here a lot how come the nurses didn't recognize you?" she asked glancing back at the other occupants of the room. There were a variety of people in the room but with a bunch of superheros and vilians there were bound to be some very interesting wounds there.

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[Athena 'Shift' Logan]

Athena shrugged, a sheepish look coming over her lightly furred face. "We - uh, the rest of my team and me, that is - usually come through a window or something." Athea wished her explination sounded less...weird. Who came through a window anymore? "The doctors are used to it. Alot of my team can't fill out all this paperwork, anyways - secret identities and stuff, you know."

The 'stuff' Athena referred to ranged from the fact that some of her teammates couldn't write because they had claws instead of fingers, or couldn't write English even if they could write properly, or any number of odd reasons. Being a superhero was rarely as fun as people thought, and everyone hated filling out those forms while another teammate was getting checked over by a doctor because they'd been dragged through some pocket dimension or got covered in some funky goo that had changed them colors or whatever they were in for that week.

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Carrie nodded her hair bouncing as she did, "Yeah you don't have to tell me about weird." she said with a roll of her eyes at her thoughts. "I get a lot of it from life." she said with a shrug and ran her hand over her arm to try to sooth the pain of the acid burn, "But why come in through a window? Seems a bit cloak and dagger, don't cha think?" she asked and leaned back against the back of the uncomfortable chair.

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[Athena 'Shift' Logan]

Shift shrugged, and tried to explain. "We usually don't have time to come through the front door - I mean, we don't know if that gash in their leg just needs stiches or if the mugger hit an artery or whatever." It wasn't like any of the Titans were doctors, or even healers. The oldest between them was eighteen or nineteen, at most, and nobody wanted to take a chance on another Titans' life.

A smile played across the shape shifters' face as Carrie quipped the 'cloak and dagger' bit. "I guess it is a little mysterious. You should have seen the doctors' face the first time we had to drop off Spiritus to get stitches and a cast.", the teen said, amusement clear in her explination as she recalled the memory. The lines the girls' pain had been giving her smoother for a few moments, coming back deeper as she jostled her shoulder and a jolt of pain shot through her arm.

Carrie smirked at the thought of the ghost like Titan getting stitches, "What did he keep becoming translucent while they worked on him or something?" she quipped with a smile on her face. And then she realized that she should probably tell the Titan how to tell the difference between an artery wound or a breached vain. "And an artery will spew blood in pluses a vain will bleed more steadily." she said offhandedly.

It was something that she had learned after her many and varied trips to this lovely hospital waiting room. "The hospital visit I remember most is when my professor and I were working on a project of mine and it turned into some sort of adhesive substance and we both got stuck to the table and everything on it." she said with a roll of her eyes.

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[Athena 'Shift' Logan]

"Well." Athena blinked, a little surprised at the sudden explination; out of the blue, but not unwanted. "That's useful to know." An amused smirk filtered across the shape shifters' face as she answered, eyes watching an earlier patient walk towards the door when the nurse called for him. "Actually, he was alright about the stitches. The cast...well, we had to knock him out, because he kept going intangible reflexively." The memory seemed to amuse the Titan, and she remembered that there was a picture stuck somewhere in the Tower with Spiritus wearing said blue cast.

The smirk widened into a smile as Carrie told her about she and her professor and the unintentional 'glue'. "Bet that was hard to explain. How'd you get off the table?", the shifter found herself asking. Something about the other short-haired teen got Athena talking. Maybe because she was normal - she didn't glow, couldn't fly or punch through a wall, and actually had a legitimate job and didn't live in a building shaped like a gaint letter.

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Carrie blushed and winced as she felt her arm move, "Well they still have the thing upstairs actually," she said with laugh, "The table is in pieces but the adhesive itself worked very well. It just stuck to the inside of the bottle when people actually tried to make a commercial product." she said with a roll of her eyes. The fact that she had been stuck to her pencil and research and professor, who also happened to be her best friend was awkward to say the least.

Then she thought back to how they got her off of the table, "Um I think they melted off the glue or something like that, they had to put both of us under anesthetic to stop us from moving to much, It actually worked to." she said with a grin. The hospital itself was becoming an almost welcome place to end up which was hilarious in itself when the science student became friends with the doctor. Not only was it beneficial for both parties but it was a funny relationship for everyone else. She tried not to think about that to much.

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