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Lorna Dane ([info]metal_and_lace) wrote in [info]no_good_deed,
@ 2011-02-17 13:57:00

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Entry tags:incomplete, old pc: magneto, old pc: polaris, shadowcat

Who: Lorna, Open To Magneto, and others who may drop by later
What: Lorna, back in her room, hiding from her headache
When: 2/17/11, Afternoon
Where: Lorna's room
Rating: PG, though subject to change depending on who drops by later

The lights were off, and though the door was open a crack, Lorna had made the room as dark as she possibly could. Luckily, the curtains had been replaced and were heavy enough to keep the light out. She sat on top of the covers, wearing an over-sized t-shirt, and her jeans, barefoot. She was resting her head on an icepack that was quickly becoming a lukewarm pack.

She'd have to switch it out soon, or pop another pain killer. Had it been long enough, she wondered, the migraine was bad enough to blur the numbers on the clock by her bed, which was just flashing 12:00 anyway. She could tell.

It figured. She had gotten back into school only to have her health take her out again.



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[info]magnetic_fire
2011-02-17 08:29 pm UTC (link)
Max let himself in, closing the door behind him. "Good afternoon." he said softly, out of deference for her current scraped-raw sensitivities. He took a seat in her desk chair, pulling to to her bedside so they could have a conversation.



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[info]metal_and_lace
2011-02-17 08:33 pm UTC (link)
"Bonjour," she said, flipping to French without meaning to, not even catching it in her greeting before moving on in an odd mix. When she was drugged, or her thoughts were a jumble it was never just the one language floating around in her brain, the two mixed together.

"I know you," she said in that mix.

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[info]magnetic_fire
2011-02-17 08:42 pm UTC (link)
"Bonjour" he said, his French rusty but a tiny trace of a Parisian accent leaking through. "And yes, you do. I'm glad that you remember me. I would like your permission to try something to make your headaches less." he offered.

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[info]metal_and_lace
2011-02-17 08:46 pm UTC (link)
"It's not more drugs, is it?" Lorna asked, despite having a mild need for the percoset, she didn't want bottles and bottles of pills just to deal with migraines. It shouldn't be this bad. But it was, and it wasn't going away.

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[info]magnetic_fire
2011-02-17 08:48 pm UTC (link)
"No." he said kindly. "No medications. But I will need to look deeply into your brain, my dear." he said. "The problem is that you have generated and used more power than your body is prepared to normally handle. What you are suffering from right now is oversensitivity to your body's perfectly normal signalling." he elaborated.

"What I propose to do is, to keep things simple, to turn down the signal strength until your body rebuilds its proper capacity."

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[info]metal_and_lace
2011-02-17 08:55 pm UTC (link)
Look into her brain? Lorna wondered exactly what that meant. If he was a mind reader like some of the ones they had here, but she didn't think that was the case. Or at least she didn't think that she thought that... pain kept her thoughts confused, like she was thinking from inside a blender.

"If it will stop this," Lorna said, trying to force it to make it all come out in English, which made her head throb even more. She didn't like having to stop and think about how she said each word. "If it will stop the headache, just do it."

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[info]magnetic_fire
2011-02-17 08:58 pm UTC (link)
"Very well." he said. "Lie flat, and for your sake, try not to move." he said, waiting for her to get so arranged before he put his hands on her temples, closed his own eyes, and extended his perceptions into the whirling storm of electrical impulses that comprised her mind.

The damage was easy to see if you knew what to look for. It took him nearly a half-hour to safely perform it, but he dampened the signalling, allowing much-abused neurons and signaling pathways time to desensitize and to calm themselves down. It was purely temporary, of course, but it would give the girl some relief.

What he was fervently hoping is that it wouldn't damage the balance levels of neurotransmitters in her brain permanently.

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[info]metal_and_lace
2011-02-17 09:07 pm UTC (link)
Lorna let him work. She could feel what was going on even if she didn't totally understand how he was doing it. It was like the most sensitive parts of her brain, the parts most prone to knee jerk reactions of pain had a warm blanket dropped over them.

The massive pain started to fade. The headache didn't go away completely, but what it was now seemed to be almost normal levels.

She opened her eyes, "Thank you..."

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[info]magnetic_fire
2011-02-17 09:09 pm UTC (link)
"You are welcome. I would recommend you avoid subtances for the new few days that are known to alter brain chemistry - no alcohol, no chocolate, things along those lines." he said, sinking back in his chair. Doing extended fine manipulation work always took it out of him and he wasn't exactly young anymore.

"When you have fully recovered we shall discuss precisely what happened and how best to avoid it in the future." he commented.

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[info]metal_and_lace
2011-02-17 09:14 pm UTC (link)
So pain killers were likely out of the question too, but she could deal with a mild headache without them. It had been the months worth of skull crushing migraines that had become unbearable and unleashed a chain of events that ended with her here.

"Right now, all that matters is it's gone," mostly, "I've only had a headache for months."

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[info]magnetic_fire
2011-02-17 09:16 pm UTC (link)
He made a noncommittal noise at that. "Once you have recovered from your overload, we will begin a full map of your neural mesh." he said. "To better be able to pinpoint where in your brain you stress when you use your powers and the best way to overcome such stresses."

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[info]metal_and_lace
2011-02-17 09:21 pm UTC (link)
"You can do that?" she asked. Lorna felt a bit fuzzy, but she didn't give that more than a second thought at the moment. It would've been so... nice to have had this when the headaches first started showing up, when she apparently stupidly thought they were manageable.

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[info]magnetic_fire
2011-02-17 09:22 pm UTC (link)
He smiled thinly. "You are not dealing with human medicine any more, my dear." he said. "I shall let you rest. It will hopefully only be a few days until your body rebuilds your resistances. Do try not to overextend yourself before then." he said, coming back to his feet.

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[info]metal_and_lace
2011-02-17 09:24 pm UTC (link)
"I won't," Lorna said, though wondering how she was going to get all her make up work done without over extending herself, at least in that capacity. There had to be a lot of it now, and it wasn't like she took bird courses.

Oh, this was going to be fun.

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[info]magnetic_fire
2011-02-17 09:26 pm UTC (link)
"Good afternoon, Miss Dane." he said by way of a farewell and silently let himself out of her room.

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