While a Visionary is Unaware
"Chandra!"
She slowly looked up and at the approaching woman. Agent Chandra smiled pleasantly, pushing aside her sorrow.
Devra, a doctor, scientist and one of the few non-supes not an official BADGE employee to have reasonable access to the area, had a wide grin on her face.
They embraced warmly, then Chandra motioned Devra to take a seat next to her while she finished her admittedly low-quality lunch. She tried to chew on something resembling mashed potatoes, then gave up and drank more water instead.
"When's the last time we saw each other? Diwali?" queried Devra.
"Probably Diwali of two years ago," sighed Chandra. It's nice to see you again, really. Been too long.
"Oh yes. The food was sooo good too," chuckled Devra. "Far better than what you were attempting to digest."
Chandra laughed softly, as she absent-mindedly twirled her fork in a pile of mushy vegetables.
Devra frowned, but Chandra didn't appear to pay it any attention.
"Um, your head seems to be in the clouds there, sweetie?"
"Oh, sorry. Just in thought. Sorry about that."
"Mm-hmm. Chandra, I don't have your ability but I can tell you're not all here. What's bothering you?"
From there, Chandra slowly told her friend about her boyfriend, a man who relatively recently came into his powers, before forging his path as a superpowered hero. She said that despite his efforts and will, he had been unable to unlock whatever history or other memories laid deep in his mind. She was nearly at the point of tears when she explained how he was now in a coma - and nobody could tell when he may be coming out of it. Devra clasped her friend's hands at the revelation.
"Stay firm," Devra said sternly. "When - not if - he comes out of it, and has time to recover, things will be better than ever."
Chandra smiled.
"We can double date! The guys can exchange hero stories while we girls go and watch some cricket. The CPL promises to be epic this season," exclaimed Devra.
"There probably aren't too many heroes around here who're any good at cricket, much less know anything about it," laughed Chandra, her prior worries taking a backseat.
"That's the spirit. Don't let me see you in the dumps anytime soon, now."
"Promise, promise," said Chandra.
Continue the Story
"Chandra!"
She slowly looked up and at the approaching woman. Agent Chandra smiled pleasantly, pushing aside her sorrow.
Devra, a doctor, scientist and one of the few non-supes not an official BADGE employee to have reasonable access to the area, had a wide grin on her face.
They embraced warmly, then Chandra motioned Devra to take a seat next to her while she finished her admittedly low-quality lunch. She tried to chew on something resembling mashed potatoes, then gave up and drank more water instead.
"When's the last time we saw each other? Diwali?" queried Devra.
"Probably Diwali of two years ago," sighed Chandra. It's nice to see you again, really. Been too long.
"Oh yes. The food was sooo good too," chuckled Devra. "Far better than what you were attempting to digest."
Chandra laughed softly, as she absent-mindedly twirled her fork in a pile of mushy vegetables.
Devra frowned, but Chandra didn't appear to pay it any attention.
"Um, your head seems to be in the clouds there, sweetie?"
"Oh, sorry. Just in thought. Sorry about that."
"Mm-hmm. Chandra, I don't have your ability but I can tell you're not all here. What's bothering you?"
From there, Chandra slowly told her friend about her boyfriend, a man who relatively recently came into his powers, before forging his path as a superpowered hero. She said that despite his efforts and will, he had been unable to unlock whatever history or other memories laid deep in his mind. She was nearly at the point of tears when she explained how he was now in a coma - and nobody could tell when he may be coming out of it. Devra clasped her friend's hands at the revelation.
"Stay firm," Devra said sternly. "When - not if - he comes out of it, and has time to recover, things will be better than ever."
Chandra smiled.
"We can double date! The guys can exchange hero stories while we girls go and watch some cricket. The CPL promises to be epic this season," exclaimed Devra.
"There probably aren't too many heroes around here who're any good at cricket, much less know anything about it," laughed Chandra, her prior worries taking a backseat.
"That's the spirit. Don't let me see you in the dumps anytime soon, now."
"Promise, promise," said Chandra.
