Cate handed the star to Ilsa, who showed Recall how to put it into her arm.
"We'll pull it back out when I'm done." Cate took in a deep breath. "Okay. Just... don't freak out, okay?" She gave a weak smile but no chance for Recall to really react.
Cate raised her hand and a wave of translucent gold light flashed from her hand and through Recall. It felt like something scraping through her insides, forcing anything not her out with its own passage. Cate closed her fist and the light formed a tight ball, which she tossed in the incinerator, then shook her head as if to dislodge something.
"That's done. Let's check the star."
Recall stared at her. She felt... fine. Her own words stumbled out. "How did you do that?" She had expected, well, to be healed.
Cate grinned as she sat in the chair next to her. "That's Jarod's line. I just took a shield, made it intangible to you and tangible to foreign substances, and ran it through you." She carefully removed the star and handed Recall a small bandage. "Brushfire named me Point. If an ability is mind- or visual-based, then I can use it by linking in telepathically. If it's physical like Rachelle's..." Cate shrugged and handed the star to Jarod. "I can't." She leaned in close and tipped her head in his direction. "He's smarter than he looks."
Recall watched as Jarod did suddenly turn very professional, tapping away at his portable computer and inputting what he got from the star. He whistled low and long. "Nasty concoction. And better yet, it's warrantable."
"Is it now?" Ilsa said with a small smile.
Cate sighed. "And that's our cue."
Marc clipped on his sidearm.
Cate glanced at Recall. "You coming or you need to process?"
"It'll take me a few minutes to get all the warrants, people," Jarod commented with some exasperation.
Ilsa leaned over his shoulder, reading off the panel for herself. "When does our medical crew get here?"
Cate's eyes unfocused. "Five, ten minutes."
Ilsa nodded and glanced at Marc. "Take Cate and do a search and arrest at the medical center. Cate, can you get Rachelle there with you? We need matching DNA if it's a shifter."
Cate furrowed her brow. "If it's a shifter, their DNA will shift with them. But..." She looked thoughtful. "She could be helpful. I'll ask anyway." She picked up the phone and called.
Recall wondered why she didn't just use her telepathy. Maybe Rachelle disliked telepaths as much as she did.
Ilsa added in an aside, "I think you should wait for the medic."
Kingdoms and Thorn/Fracture and Recall Crossover: Cleaning
"We'll pull it back out when I'm done." Cate took in a deep breath. "Okay. Just... don't freak out, okay?" She gave a weak smile but no chance for Recall to really react.
Cate raised her hand and a wave of translucent gold light flashed from her hand and through Recall. It felt like something scraping through her insides, forcing anything not her out with its own passage. Cate closed her fist and the light formed a tight ball, which she tossed in the incinerator, then shook her head as if to dislodge something.
"That's done. Let's check the star."
Recall stared at her. She felt... fine. Her own words stumbled out. "How did you do that?" She had expected, well, to be healed.
Cate grinned as she sat in the chair next to her. "That's Jarod's line. I just took a shield, made it intangible to you and tangible to foreign substances, and ran it through you." She carefully removed the star and handed Recall a small bandage. "Brushfire named me Point. If an ability is mind- or visual-based, then I can use it by linking in telepathically. If it's physical like Rachelle's..." Cate shrugged and handed the star to Jarod. "I can't." She leaned in close and tipped her head in his direction. "He's smarter than he looks."
Recall watched as Jarod did suddenly turn very professional, tapping away at his portable computer and inputting what he got from the star. He whistled low and long. "Nasty concoction. And better yet, it's warrantable."
"Is it now?" Ilsa said with a small smile.
Cate sighed. "And that's our cue."
Marc clipped on his sidearm.
Cate glanced at Recall. "You coming or you need to process?"
"It'll take me a few minutes to get all the warrants, people," Jarod commented with some exasperation.
Ilsa leaned over his shoulder, reading off the panel for herself. "When does our medical crew get here?"
Cate's eyes unfocused. "Five, ten minutes."
Ilsa nodded and glanced at Marc. "Take Cate and do a search and arrest at the medical center. Cate, can you get Rachelle there with you? We need matching DNA if it's a shifter."
Cate furrowed her brow. "If it's a shifter, their DNA will shift with them. But..." She looked thoughtful. "She could be helpful. I'll ask anyway." She picked up the phone and called.
Recall wondered why she didn't just use her telepathy. Maybe Rachelle disliked telepaths as much as she did.
Ilsa added in an aside, "I think you should wait for the medic."