[open] touch has a memory

[tearmeanewone]

Who: Elizabeth DeWitt & Anybody on the Moira
When: October 30th
Where: The Medbay/halls of the Moira
What: Elizabeth fell into cryo somewhere around the 16th and now she's awake. Sweet criminy, why has everybody turned into different things/ohgodpleasedon'ttouchme.
Warnings: Phobias happening in here, fear of being touched, probably some unpleasant imagery related to experimentation.

When Elizabeth opens her eyes and realizes where she is, her first thought is, of course, hoping she hadn't died in her sleep or some nonsense like that. She probably wouldn't know if she had, too, until someone told her what had happened. Given the memory holes both she and Miles apparently experienced after the process, who knows what she's forgotten this time.

But she feels less... fresh. More stiff and like she's learning to move her limbs again. Had she simply been placed in stasis, then? Well, it had to happen sometime, it usually did to most people.

Elizabeth climbs out of the pod, wincing and struggling to use her muscles and noting that there didn't appear to be a medical crew coming to help. No matter, she has to get back to work anyway, there's no time to be scanned and looked over, she's probably fine.

When she comes into the main medical bay, of course someone does approach her with their hands outstretched, ready to help. It's not as abandoned as she thought it was but-- somehow that's the opposite of comforting. Elizabeth fixes her eyes on the hands coming towards her and she knocks the staff out of the way and bolts out of the medical bay. Not that she gets very far-- she's winded and her legs won't support her for very long and she has to lean against a wall to catch her breath and take stock of what just happened. It's impossible to figure out, there's no rationale that she can find when she replays the incident. Just a very deep urge to shudder and close herself off.

"Maybe I did die..." she says to herself, trying to get a grip, trying to figure out what she has to do next as she hugs herself tightly.

Comments

[orplasmic]

Maybe avoiding Elizabeth completely wasn't the best method of coping with what he saw through the tear but Jack couldn't bring himself to look her in the eye after he watched some kind of ghost of himself kill her in cold blood. So he made sure to avoid the places he knew she tended to be, the library especially. It was enough for a while, being careful of where he went. Except when he finally worked himself up to talk to her about what he had seen, Elizabeth had ended up in cryo. No way to ask her why a ghost of himself murdered her.

(There was a niggling feeling in the back of his mind that there was something else wrong with that scene but every time he came close the thought would move out of reach. Something about what she said...)

So when he runs into her in the hall he ends up stopping in his tracks, struggling to find something to say to her. In the end he manages an incredibly weak: "So they finally let you out of that tube, huh?"

[tearmeanewone]

"Jack--" Elizabeth looks startled by his appearance, but still glad to see him. She at least knows she can trust him with just about anything.

"Not sure I want to be out of it-- I feel like my heart's about to beat out of my chest. What's happened while I was out?"

this is SO LATE I'm sorry =A=;;;

[orplasmic]

"Some weird shit, honestly," He rubs his wrist absently, fingers playing over the chain tattoo on his wrist. "People have been changing physically. It's unsettling as all get out."

But it's hard to focus on his discomfort when Elizabeth looks like death walking. He takes a step forward. "You need some help getting to your room? I can lend a hand." If there was anything he was good at, it was hauling things around.

[tearmeanewone]

"No kidding..." Elizabeth can't imagine how insane things are if people are physically changing-- and maybe more is changing than is immediately apparent, which explains why she feels so off. Whatever's going on is affecting her, it has to be. Somehow.

"Yeah, I need to get back to my cabin, sleep this off-- Unless I'm changing, too and that's why I feel so..." She can't figure it out.