Cliodhna curled on her side, pulling the bedding into a tighter cocoon around her. Her hair loose and spilling partly over her face, as she pulled the blanket over her head. She had blacked out again, that's twice in one week. Nuzzling the pillow, she sighed into it gently.
Kurt had found her this time and had thankfully put up less of a fuss than the others had. Though having it happen so soon after the last fainting spell worried Cliodhna. He had promised to work on her unfinished projects but if it was getting this bad...Squeezing her eyes shut, she blocked out the rest of that thought.
It was terrifying to imagine her being unable to handle her precious machines or use her abilities. Even if it was a farfetched fear, Cliodhna was afraid of it. Already she couldn't remember what it felt like to use her chakra without some varying degree of pain. Same for when she needed to hide her appearance.
There was also the matter of Erik knowing. He sensed something was off and had been for awhile now. Though she had requested he let the matter drop and that it was under control; Erik was finally running out of patience with her. Had they not been (thankfully) interrupted the other evening, he would have pressed her about it.
Heaving another soft sigh, Cliodhna brushed the hair from her face. She was suppose to be napping, but was too concerned on Kurt's progress in the hanger. That new suit needed to be finished quickly and though she had faith in hi abilities, he would be unable to read her notes given the simple fact they weren't in the common script. Rolling out of bed, she threw her clothes back on and headed towards the hanger; pulling her hair up as she went.
Kurt had found her this time and had thankfully put up less of a fuss than the others had. Though having it happen so soon after the last fainting spell worried Cliodhna. He had promised to work on her unfinished projects but if it was getting this bad...Squeezing her eyes shut, she blocked out the rest of that thought.
It was terrifying to imagine her being unable to handle her precious machines or use her abilities. Even if it was a farfetched fear, Cliodhna was afraid of it. Already she couldn't remember what it felt like to use her chakra without some varying degree of pain. Same for when she needed to hide her appearance.
There was also the matter of Erik knowing. He sensed something was off and had been for awhile now. Though she had requested he let the matter drop and that it was under control; Erik was finally running out of patience with her. Had they not been (thankfully) interrupted the other evening, he would have pressed her about it.
Heaving another soft sigh, Cliodhna brushed the hair from her face. She was suppose to be napping, but was too concerned on Kurt's progress in the hanger. That new suit needed to be finished quickly and though she had faith in hi abilities, he would be unable to read her notes given the simple fact they weren't in the common script. Rolling out of bed, she threw her clothes back on and headed towards the hanger; pulling her hair up as she went.
too sexy to keep unhidden 
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