Post by Nightcat on Aug 23, 2010 14:33:55 GMT -5
Through the entire night, Liz worked getting her tools ready. To save time, she teleported back and forth to her room and the infirmary to get anything that wasn't in her locker. She barely slept as she starting putting the needles in order and gathered the medical supplies in sterile packaging. This needed to be done right in Liz's mind. She knew that the activities that would take place in the danger room later were completely illegal, but if the police needed information about the fallen terrorist group, this would be the only way to get it.
As dawn approached, she sighed and and stood up from the couch where she had been resting. She gathered her strength, changed into her uniform, and teleported her trays to the observation deck of the Danger Room.
As dawn approached, she sighed and and stood up from the couch where she had been resting. She gathered her strength, changed into her uniform, and teleported her trays to the observation deck of the Danger Room.