>>6093808As Tanya talks you feel your own fear rising, your worry and your doubts growing by the second. Until you can't take it anymore, springing up to your feet.
“Alright, alright, I get it. Let's go double check, just to be sure and put your mind at ease.” you say to her, still trying to look as unbothered as you felt before she started talking. “Let's go.”
Reaching out with your ki sense, you find the contestant that was nearly killed yesterday's energy, focusing on them and raising your right hand to your forehead, dropping your sword and offering your left to Tanya. Who reluctantly takes it, the tinier woman hesitating for a couple seconds before taking your hand. Then with a thought you vanish, leaving Tanya's command room and returning to medical, standing over the bed of the nearly-dead competitor. Both his arms were amputated at the elbows, and his right leg severed above the knee. But his energy, while faint, has stabilized. And as you look over his body, the various tubes and beeping machines around him, he's going to live. Vox won't let such an interesting up-and-coming contestant die so easily, after all.
“T-T-T-Tanya? Chaya? Wh-Wh-Wh-What are you two d-doing down h-h-here?” comes a small voice from behind, you both turning to see one of the medical staff. Called 'Scratch' by the others for his vocal tick, causing him to repeat like a damaged holotape, he seems about ready to faint at the sight of you both. But you're glad to see him, as you know he's one of the highest-qualified medical staff at Dreadzone.
“Heya Scratch, just who I was looking for.” you tell him, pointing down at the crystal still in your leg. “Need you to check me for any foreign bodies in my body, probably metal.”
“M-M-Metal? But the Kemuksuru, or the 'Blamite Crystals' aren't metallic. Wh-Wh-Wh-Why would there be any metal contamination?” he asks, flicking one lens down after another as he looks at your injury. Which is about chest height on the tiny doctor. “Yes, that's Kemuksuru alright. And fortunately it doesn't seem to have pierced either the Superficial femoral or Profunda femoris, from how little blood there is. But we should scan the area, just to be-”
“Scratch, listen to me VERY CAREFULLY.” you say, dropping down to a knee so your face is much closer to level with his own as you stare into his glasses-enlarged eyes. “I just fought a monster that goes inside people, puppeteering them around against their will. I need you to full body scan me, check every frequency, every test you can run to make sure that... THING, isn't inside me right now. Do you understand?”
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