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[brisance]

Who| Agent Carolina & Agent North, Agent Connecticut, Theta, and open to others
What| Arrival/recovery/training
Where| The medbay, and then the training rooms.
When| After “The Reject Pile” and “An Eye for an Eye”
Warnings/Notes| to be added

[ CLOSED TO THETA AND NORTH ]

It had been a hell of an arrival. She’d just wanted a moment to catch her breath, to gather her strength so they could get the hell out of that hell hole of a base, only she didn’t have the chance. She’d arrived with warnings flashing on her HUD, unable to really comprehend what was knocking her out before she was knocked out.

And then, waking up in this medical ward. They’d at least answered her questions as soon as she started demanding answers. Shvaughn is quick to appear, to explain what’s going on. Carolina might be dehydrated and hurting, but she takes advantage of someone willingly answering questions to keep asking them.

And when she’s done, and rests, the next time she wakes up, Brande is there. Even though she’s not done recuperating, she’s quick to agree to become a Legionnaire. Even with everything going back home - but Shvaughn had assured her they wouldn’t be in danger.

Which is what leads to this - her having the ring nearby her hospital bed, turning over the omnicom in her hand. She’s still relegated to bed rest, and she thinks she’ll catch up on any information she can get a hold of, while she’s figuring out what the hell kind of outfit she’s going to have.

Unbeknownst to her, though, agreeing means she’s registered - means she pops up in a scannable database.

[ CLOSED TO CONNIE ]

Carolina’s been in the recovery wing for another day when they bring someone else new in. She’s looking at the omnicom when they bring her in, and so she misses it at first, until she hears the voice of a nurse checking her over. It’s the name that catches her.

That drags her gaze away, locking on the other hospital bed. That’s someone she didn’t quite realize was here, the literal definition of seeing is believing.

“CT?”

[ HOSPITAL (OPEN) ]

Carolina will be in the hospital for a few days, from her arrival to her release. She’ll easily accept visitors… no matter who they are, or why they’re coming by.

[ TRAINING GYM (OPEN) ]

She knows she’s developed powers - discovered the use of some of them in the hospital. Accidentally phasing through her bed had been one of them, and they’d been lucky she hadn’t ended up with a metal wheel through her body before she phased back.

She’s been having training lessons, but even though she was stuck for days on end in her own armor - she’s not going to take it easy. Even though she’s only cleared for light duty and training, here she is in the training gym.

She might be spending some time kicking and boxing a punching bag - but she’s also stopping to test out her new powers. She’ll move forward to move through the punching bag, or give it a hard hit and then brace herself against it coming back, seemingly becoming as hard as rock given that it bounces back without her giving an inch.

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[brisance]

The locations Marjara names aren't familiar to her at all, but Carolina listens to her speak about fights to be had. She finally laughs to herself.

"I'm not exactly complaining about having something to fight," she admits. "I'm Carolina. Just Carolina, although I guess you could call me 'agent' if you wanted to be really formal."

[hallaifyouherd]

"No, please. I've quite gotten used to avoiding formalities whenever possible. I wouldn't want to fall back into bad habits."

Her smile broadens with true amusement as she rocks back onto her heels.

"You were a warrior, then? Where you come from."

[brisance]

Carolina smiles a little - a smaller thing, just a little curve of her lips up but - it's a start. All right, this isn't so bad. Relax, Carolina.

Then that question and Carolina tilts her head again. "I was a soldier," she corrects, because that feels important to note the difference to her. "But, same thing, I think. I've seen plenty of fights, but nothing on this scale before."

She shrugs as she says it, planting her hands on her hips.

[hallaifyouherd]

"True. 'All of existence' covers more than you'd think. Until I came here, I didn't even consider that there might be other worlds. Much less other...universes. Strands of time and existence."

Her eyebrows lift as she gestures vaguely with her hand.

"And apparently mechanical undead."

[brisance]

"Yeah, I was reading about that."

It sounded awful, mechanical undead virus. Connie had said she had been infected, and the idea was not a comforting one in the slightest that she could easily have arrived in time to fight them. She might face worse, though. She was prepared - just not excited about it.

"I have to admit I knew about the theory of universes, but I always assumed it wasn't real. And then here it's living proof of a lot of things I thought weren't real." She shrugs.

"Heavy stuff."

[hallaifyouherd]

"Don't try to wrap your head around too much of it. It can be maddening trying to understand it all. I'm not sure anyone really does, outside of the ones who brought us here."

Still. It's a lot to come to terms with. She gets it. Her tattooed brow crinkles slightly. "Some things stay pretty constant, though, if you're used to fighting."

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"Yeah, I am - one of the things I'm pretty good at," Carolina offers with a little grin, but she raises an arm, waving it.

"This whole having powers thing, though, that's new to me. I'm used to having enhancements, but that requires a full suit of armor, not just... thinking about it."

[hallaifyouherd]

"Suddenly being able to do something you've never been able to do before, not understanding how it all works, that's disorienting for anyone." Her eyebrows lift again as she nods to the training room set-up. "But I don't need to tell you what the best way of dealing with that is. It seems as though you're already well on your way."

Her hand lifts, tucking a loose lock of hair behind one ear absently. "What power did they grant you? If you don't mind my curiosity."

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"When they told me what it was I didn't think it'd work this way," Carolina tells Marjara, frowning a little bit as she thinks of a good way to explain it.

"I can pass through things or let them pass through me, like a ghost. But I can also become rock-hard. I can move during the first, but I'm stuck in place during the second," she explains. "I haven't figured out if I can do them both at the same time yet."

[hallaifyouherd]

She seems to consider this for a moment, and Carolina might notice the way her ears perk ever so slightly when she's puzzling something over. "Become impenetrable while still remaining intangible? It sounds contradictory. Though that doesn't make it impossible," she contemplates out loud, before moving to start pacing around Carolina in a circle.

It's slow. She doesn't even appear to notice she's doing it.

[brisance]

"Not at the same time," Carolina repeats - that'd be awesome if she could, no lie, but she's been stuck going fully one or fully another, no mixing it up. She watches Marjara start to pace around her, and it makes the hair on the back of her neck raise.

Not because she thinks she'd actually betray her but, well - trusting an unknown at her back has already bit her in the behind once, recently. When Marjara starts to hit out of line of sight, Carolina turns a little to keep facing her.

"I agree though - I would have thought one or the other, not both."

[hallaifyouherd]

"Then maybe your true power is something that affects both."

Ah. But now she's stopped in place, head tilted to consider Carolina thoughtfully for a moment. Then, a smile tugs at her mouth, curling upwards slowly.

"It would be interesting to see. Well. Need someone to help you test it out?"

[brisance]

"I mean - not complaining about having both, even if I'm still getting used to it." Carolina shrugs her shoulders in a smooth movement, loosening them up. When Marjara offers to help test it out, Carolina's eyes light up a little bit.

"Like maybe in a sparring match?" Her tone sounds a little goading, in a friendly way.