Posts by Canary

Cameron nodded, watching him go off. "April, you're going to be okay," She reassured her, brushing the strands of hair out of the girls face. She seemed to be triggered, tears rolling down her cheeks at a constant pace now. "I'm sorry.. I should have gone with you." She sobbed, holding her hand firmly against the wound for support. "I Promise you'll be okay.." she muttered, moving her hand to support her face as she became weaker from shook. Cameron's face became a red pigment, her eye clouding as she felt a liquid against her other hand. She squeezed the wound again, wrapping another bandage tightly to make sure the blood flow stopped.

Cameron's head turned as she heard the sound of Dean approaching again, her eye was still clouded, her vision obstructed by the tears. "April's doing no better, she's conscious but the blood is still managing to seep through the copious amounts of bandages. I have added another couple around her wound." She kept her gaze down, only ushering the words under her breath.

Allison took a seat beside her, taking out her books quickly and setting them symmetrically. "Micro organisms are interesting, I completely understand how Neisseria meningitis and Staphylococcus aureus function." She muttered before talking about genetics. "Also DNA replication is identical, unless mutations are evident."

"Blood? It's fascinating though." She smiled softly

"I don't know.. I've never dealt with anything quite like this." She sobbed again, balling her eyes out into her hands. "Dean.. I can't deal with this.." she muttered, stopping her tears to attempt to stay strong.

"Alright yeah, I see where you're coming from."Allison nodded, giving another smile to the girl.

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[align=center][font=georgia][size=7pt][color=white]♚♚♚[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px][align=center][color=black][size=8][font=arial]"Look out for anything? Yes because that's... how will that work exactly? Where are you two planning on moving? Any houses bought in the area will obviously be under the same name.. in fact.. leave the country would probably be your only way of staying anonymous." John shrugged again, smiling as Cameron delivered her semi- speech.

"But you can't be certain everything will be okay, how do we know that the world hasn't been hit by this tsunami." She paused for a moment before continuing, "Physicists clearly stated many years ago that if a wave of that much power knocked an entire city out of place it is unlikely that is didn't have a rippling effect and bounce back off of the land, creating another wave. The effect could have rippled all over the globe.." Cameron's tone varied, the further through her statement the more rushed and panicked it became. Her gaze fell on April just as his did, her worried and concerned look changing slightly so she appeared both angry and determined.

"April, just stay laying down, it's the best you can do right now, standing is the first option but we all know that that is no option. Sitting it will not allow the blood to seal your wound, it will decrease the speed the blood flows and will decrease the amount of signals being sent around the body from the brain to tell your organisms to repair themselves. Skin cells need to replicate in order for you to become healthy again, it will take awhile, but laying down will definitely speed up the process." She muttered, reaching out to hold onto the girls hand reassuringly.

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[align=center][font=georgia][size=7pt][color=white]♚♚♚[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px][justify][color=black][size=8][font=arial]Cameron did as he instructed, taking a seat before crossing her legs over one another and glancing at him. Her glasses tech were picking up completely different sets of emotions, varying from sadness to concern to fear. Although she could tell that something was generally wrong, she could tell that everyone already knew this regardless, they were hardly ever called apart from by their parents.

She focused on Mac's facial expressions, letting her eyewear distinguish his features and put them into categories. "Not good.." She simply muttered to herself, keeping her voice extremely quiet and whispered as she spoke. Her attention turned to the girl not too far away from her current seat, the girl hit the head on the nail, asking the perfect question which Cameron could tell everyone wanted to ask. 'Tony Stark.' flashed up on her screen, her sudden focus being thrown off as she had forgotten she had placed a question into her history.

"You're going to survive this, I know a lot of blood was lost, but if we keep you laying down, rested, hydrated and with a normal amount of nutrients, your body will be able to work up the blood you've lost." Cameron smiled weakly, gazing down at the girl.

"I like your drawings.." Allison mumbled through concentrating on sketching down the written notes. "You're very good." she smiled once again

"Who?" Cameron blanked out for a moment, not exactly thinking properly at the time. "Assholes generally.." John replies with a sigh, nudging Cam briefly. "Back door?" John questioned, taking hold of Cameron's hand protectively. "We could probably get out quickly and head down the back streets."

Cameron muttered a thank you, nodding her head in acknowledgment. She smiled softly, thinking about the whole team equaling unity thing.

"It's very creative." Allison chuckled again, moving her elbow onto the table to support her head. She leaned her head against the palm of her hand, shifting her gaze between the drawings and the girl.

Cameron helped her up, holding onto the girl strongly as she attempted to be of help and support. Cameron smile softly, making surely didn't fall or topple backwards. "Are you alright?" She gently muttered.

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[align=center][font=georgia][size=7pt][color=white]♚♚♚[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px][justify][color=black][size=8][font=arial]Cameron raised an eyebrow, ignoring the stats that flashed on her glasses. "Are you completely sure? I mean.. my mother is a fighter.. and she can get herself out of anything." She moved her hands up to her face, gently taking hold of the 'arms' and pulling them forwards. She eased her glasses off, her tech beeping as it was manually shut off. Her eyes became dizzy and unfocused for a while, her optics adjusting to the difference between flashing and alerts to plain old blurry eyesight. Cameron sunk down into her chair, Mac's expressions clearly showing that he wasn't lying or even joking in that matter, he was completely serious. Salty tears started to roll down her cheeks, her emotions were so messed up at the current moment that she hardly even knew that she'd started crying.

Allison kept her attention on her as she drew, she was rather pretty and very cute for the mad hatters daughter.

Cameron heard a fair amount if commotion, she'd been on break and she trusted the animatronics enough to leave them for half an hour. She rushed in, seeing a few scattered machines around a younger girl. "Oh my lord! What an earth have you done!" She exclaimed, running over towards them. "Is that why there are sirens? Who the hell hurt her?" Cameron jumpe defensively, pushing the animatronics away from the girl. "You know what will happen now.." She growled, shaking her head at them.

Cameron smiled gently once Dean had returned, she nodded to him, thanking him sincerely. "I thoroughly appreciate it, thanks." She paused for a moment, "April is healing very well, her immune system seems to be quite strong as it is quite easily undergoing mitosis." She motioned towards the girls side, smiling heavily as her color had returned and she seemed better. Cameron quickly threw off her shirt, replacing the stained singlet with the reasonably tidy blue blouse. She exchanged the tattered jeans shirts for the better jeans, smiling once more as she admired his kindness. "I would say that you're certainly being a gentleman, but since you arrived with a rabbit, maybe not." She chuckled.