[Ishu]

November 30th, Chicago; Base. 12pm.

She wasn't surprised that he managed to dodge a few slaps, but when he jerked her around and brought her down to one knee, she grew frustrated. No one had ever gotten close enough to twist her limbs and this actually hurt. Pain was not normal to her, not common, anyway. Eve growled and assessed the situation, quickly.

Her elbow thrust back toward his ribs and she threw a leg back, knocking his leg aside and making him lose his balance just long enough for her to twist out of his grip and kick him in the chest. He was forced back away from her and she threw her dark hair over her shoulder, strands moving over onto the other side of her head, parting unnaturally for her hairline.

Quickly readjusting, she rushed at him with a few kicks and punches, obviously not happy with how their fight was going. She had to hold back though, and that was the problem.

December 1st, Chicago; Base.

Alice was sleeping through the day, though she had gained a small fever. It was not detrimental and simply gave her a brief flash of sweating for an hour. The nurses helped her clean up, washed her clothes but put her in something less permanent in case she started to sweat again. As she slept, she remembered walking down the halls between people but no one ever reacted to her.

She found Ryans room and saw him sitting in bed, looking worried. It didn't matter how hard she tried but she could not speak to him and he could not see her. She could not even get herself to go into the room and settled for watching him through the glass window. The memories were subtle and she thought she had the same dream multiple times, though each one was less potent than the last.