Wake Up Call

She was floating, suspended in darkness, the only thing noticeable to her the pain. It seared into her being, waves and waves of it, too intense to get used to, too distracting to think of much else.

So suspended she stayed, letting the pain wash over her.

She couldn't exactly measure time in this state, only notice that while the pain hadn't lessened, it had seemed to... brighten somehow? It had become an ache rather than a contant slicing, probably due to some potion or another.

It only took a short while for it to start to annoy her.

Struggling back into consciousness, Karma took a deep breath through her nose - unknown to her, it was the first time she'd breathed since she'd gotten there - her ears picking up sounds she couldn't quite recognize yet, as her nose was assaulted with scents. Familiar and vaguely so, the sensations crashed into her awareness, sending her adrenaline into overdrive. Where was she?

The air and light shifted, a heartbeat coming closer as someone leaned over her. Slowly, Karma's hand drifted to the small of her back, another deep breath through her nose the only thing that filled the sudden silence.

She didn't recognize the scent.

In a blur of motion, the young vampire was out of the bed, swinging around the person and yanking their hair back, bringing the dagger to their throat in the same motion.

"Where am I?"

Arsen had been pacing for almost an hour before Karma first woke up. It amused him slightly. Just like the first time she was injured as soon as she woke she took to attacking the first person she came into contact with. It showed she had good instinct at least. He was just fuming at the wolf that had put her here in the first place.

"Karma." He frowned as he came to stand beside her, taking the dagger in his hand to prevent it going any further into the nurses throat. "Release her!" He said placing his other hand on her shoulder. He was still slightly hot from when his anger boiled over earlier on. He couldn't believe he didn't get the chance to incinerate the wolf but at least he was dead and he died painfully. At least he hoped he did anyway.

"Hothead?" Turning toward the boy's voice, Karma let the nurse go, not even watching as the poor woman ran for the exit. She recognized her as one of Nolan's people; she wouldn't get in trouble for it, and so didn't pay much attention. Resting her hand over the one on her shoulder briefly, the girl turned, wrapping her arms around the boy and holding him tightly. "There you are." She took a deep breath through her nose, filling her lungs with the scent of him. She'd just noticed how much she'd missed him, even if she'd only been out for a little while. It was quite distressing really; realizing that the one thing she didn't agree to about dying was losing him.

She pulled away slowly, looking up at him and frowning slightly as something didn't... look right. She blinked, realizing that everything was off center, and that everything to the far right was... gone. Looking in that direction, she rose her hand to her face, frowning further at the bandages there. "What...?" Frowning down at what she was wearing - the bandages that stuck out from under her oversized tshirt, Karma made to move away from Arsen, before taking his hand and pulling him with her to the window.

She stood there for a slow moment, staring at her reflection, fingers tracing over the bandage's edges. Slowly, she looked up at Arsen, already adjusting the way her head turned to hide its imperfection. "Did you- see?"