I continue to stare at myself, now not in fear or panic. But in genuine interest in what I could do now. Then I remembered something as I just woke up, and attempted to make a sound. Which failed. I mentally frown. This was a huge downside. While the vessels where incapable of speech in the games, I hoped that was untrue for me. But of course my luck wasnt that good.
Though if I did remember correctly, the shades produced some noises, of course us as the players hearing that may of just been for game play and not lore. I would seriously have to see if me? My shade? Made ambiant sound. If we did that could be good. Or it could be bad depending on the situation. Great for intimidation. Horrible for any kind of stealth.
As I continued to mull on these kinds of thought. I heard a woman gasp, and quickly move towards the bathroom where I currently was. I tilt my head while looking at the bathroom door.
The woman was much taller then I was, and was in the standard nurse scrubs. Her hair was tied up in a high ponytail and was a rich brown color. When she sees me her face twists in unease, but then is forcefully by will into a shaky friendly look.
"Hello y...young miss, your not supposed to out of the bed yet. If you can please go back to it?" She asks with a fake friendly tone attempting to hide a different emotion underneath. What that was i wasnt sure. But I could take a few guesses at it.
I tilt my head at her in the other direction, idlely attempting to speak again, but like every other time nothing came out.
'I dont remember waking up with anything attached to me. Why would it matter if I was up' I think to myself while slowly walking back towards the nurse and the bed. I watch her slightly flinch at my suddenly movement towards her, but moves out of my way all the same.
'God i hope this isnt how everyone reacts. I know I dont exactly look human anymore, and I definitely dont look cute. But surely this woman has seen more disturbing looks. This is the world of MHA for gods sake. A small child sized Vessel shouldnt be this fear introducing.' I think to myself slightly annoyed by this nurse's reaction. She was supposed to be professional, she was acting like a child finding a centipede.
I quickly hop back onto the bed with some struggle due to my stature. Feeling the nurse's nervous eyes on me at all times. Once fully on the bed I stare directly at the nurse. Was it petty? Yes. But she was being rude and I couldn't understand her fear of me at all.
The nurse to her credit didnt flinch this time but quickly spoke in her shaky voice giving herself away.
"I w..will go get the doctor now. Dont leave the bed."
Before I could nod or do anysort of gesture to acknowledge that I heard her. She was already out the door.
'What a strange nurse.' I think to myself idly, now over my momentary annoyance.
After 20 minutes of looking around from the bed, and half hearted attempts to move the Void, or my shade inside my body with no success. A older man barged into the room. His face set in a scowl, and he was in the standard doctors scrubs. His hair was short and was a black with grey hairs mixing in with the black. His eyes landed on me in the bed. His expression not lighting, nor did it darkened. Seemed like he was just a miserable person all around and didnt just automatic hate me or be scared.
The man speaks up in a slow, and annoyed voice.
"We werent expecting you to wake up so soon. I have already taken the job of calling your parents about you waking up as, from what I can tell. You would have much difficulty doing it yourself"
I stare at the doctor silently tilting my head. Thinking to myself. 'Wow. Did bedside manner die when quirks came allong. And i honestly cant tell if he ment that last part as a slight at me being a child. Or me becoming Mute.'
The man continues unbothered by my staring at him. As he speaks he crosses his arms and slowly makes his way to a desktop in the corner of the room.
"You have been alseep for a full day and couple hours. It is currently 11 50 am. As I am sure your aware. You have changed, and gotten a quirk. I will not waste time explaining things twice so I will explain it when your parents get here." He finishes gruffly
I watch as this actual jerk of a doctor starts doing something on the computer, which of course I couldnt see because the man's body blocked the screen from where the bed was. I just continue to only look at him, it wasnt like there was much else I could do. This room was bare other then the medical tools, and other equipment of that nature. And based on this man's words and reactions thus far, I doubted i could touch or fiddle with anything here.
After 5 minutes of waiting and staring at the doctor. The man turned around, about to yell at me for staring at him when the door was opened. I immediately turn to the sound. In the doorway was my parents. My mom was on the left, she had long black hair that went down to her mid back. She typically had a stern look about her, but over all she was calm and caring even if she hid that pretty well. Currently though? She looked very worried, and clearly not hiding it. My father was on the right. He was much taller then my mom, Atleast by 5 inches. He had a healthy broad build, a kind but also tired look on his face. One he often had. He also had short brown hair that had half a attempt at taming it, but clearly failed at some point.
My parents walk in, and sit beside me. My mom pulling me into her lap her hand going on top of my head. Their lack of a reaction to my new form clearly showing they had already known about it. And seen it. Probably while I was still unconscious. My father spoke up while she was doing this.
"Alright, we have been told that Kara changed into this form because of her quirk last time we were here. So, can you explain it further then that. Like what the quirk does?" He asked gruffly, displaying a familiar tiredness.
My mother meanwhile mumbled things like your okay now, and other comforting words thinking I would be distressed. Which I was. Just not now. This would of helped 10 minutes ago. Still felt nice to have her there being a extra comfort.
The doctor scowls, clearly his distaste wasnt just for children or people who looked different. It was for everyone. He spoke up in a annoyed manner.
"Yes, I can explain that stuff and more. And i was going to if you would of given me enough time to speak." The doctor said before taking a breath and continuing. "That aside. Your child's quirk is very different to any i have seen before. From what I can tell it falls under the emitter, and mutation categories of quirks. Which is strange, as most quirks that change the body as drastically as your daughter's quirk are manifested at birth. And if not that have a transformation aspect. Which your daughter's lacks."
The doctor pauses to give my parents a chance to respond or ask anything. My parents simply wave him to continue with his explanation
"Furthermore" the doctor continues. "The quirk seems to have completely taken away all internal organs as far as we can tell. Any test we have done has done nothing but give back the image of nothing or show a large amount of viscous black liquid that fills most of her. We have taken some of the liquid to test what it is. So fat however, most of our tests have gone array. This is because of the properties of the liquid. So far, it is corossive to the body, it slowly eats away at it. While the liquid has a very viscous texture, it behaves similarly to water so thus far its easy to remove. We also have observed some other distrubing effects, when one of the doctors that where testing the liquid was with the liquid in a isolated enviorment, he reported some kind a mental pull to touch it, and also accept it within himself. Luckiky he did not; if he did he most likely wouldnt be with us now due to the corrosive property of the liquid." He explains darkly.
As the doctor explained my parents faces became more and more worried. But my father was the one who spoke up first.
"But is my daughter ok? Does the liquid effect her at all?" He asks the doctor.
As he speaks though i pull on his shirt sleevee and then nod at his first quesion, and shake my head at the second. The doctor however speaks to answer himself, while glancing at me.
"Well as far as we can tell your daughter is fine. She is alive, how we do not know. But we believe the black liquid is basicly a substatute for normal internal organs and acts like the liquid in bugs that transport nutrients and waste in their bodies. Following that i feel that answers your second question. Not only is it safe for her. But is most likely absolutely necessary. Luckily it seems her body consantly prpduces it. As when we did have her on a IV her body seemed to use all the nutrients to produce more of the liquid. To a point it was spilling from the holes in the white shell that act as eyes. Thus we believe she will only need to 'eat' when that liquid in her body is low." He explains in far more detail then i was honestlt expecting.
He then continues before anyone else can speak. "There is also a few more issues that may already be apparent to you. She can no longer speak. It seems her quirk also complete dissoved her vocal cords, rendering her unable to ever speak. There are ways around this of course, writing, text to speech, and Japanese sign langauge all should be suitable still. The next issue is obviously most normal clothes will not fit her now, and i reccomend going to some kind of tailor or ordering custom clothes from normal stores. This will be more expensive however you can also go to a tailor to attempt to adjust her old clothes but i am unsure if that will work best." He finishes in a gruff tone, almost uncaring about out reactions.
My mother grips me tigher, not that i minded, sure her hold was very tight; probally too much. But i didnt feel any pain. Nor was i too shocked at what the doctor said. It was kind of what i was expecting given my extra context from the games. I mentally snort at a thought that just occured to me.
'Wow, guess i understand how many vessels surived so long in hallownest's ruin. They never needed to eat. Not unless they felt the need to create more of a void.'