The little girl that had been coloring caught Rhen people watching and stuck her tongue out at Rhen before letting out a line of giggles. Rhen smiled at the child and then stuck her tongue back out in a mocking manner. The small child's laughter grew deeper in amusement. Rhen loved the innocence of children. They were so honest, easily amused, and lived simple lives. Simplicity that seemed to vanish among many people as they grew older.<br/><br/>Lost in the childish game of mirroring one another Rhen didn't notice the light tremble at first. It wasn't until the mothers head tilted to the side that she noticed the liquid in her own cup rippling. With a furrowed brow Rhen<br/>looked out the window watching the color of the sky shift from the bright inviting yellow to a concerning orange. The thick clouds curling made Rhen's stomach drop.<i>This can't be good. </i>She reached blindly into her phone getting ready to call Celeste when the air unexpectedly changed causing the windows to shatter and the wall of the cafe to rip apart.<br/><br/>The sudden boom of sound and shards of glass flying sent Rhen falling from her chair to the floor with her eyes closed tightly for protection. The light tremble had grown in intensity and rocked the earth beneath her body sending pieces of the cafe falling to the ground around her and the other patrons. Rhen sat up trying to decipher what exactly was happening. While earthquakes were a natural phenomenon, something about this felt very unnatural and dangerous. Rhen's senses went into high alert. She shuffled her fingers through her hair to shake out piece of glass. She then checked her arms and midsection to make sure nothing was injured. Relieved she only had minor scraps and cuts she stood up, walked to the opening of where the window use to be and watched the dust began settling around the chaos. With squinted eyes she could see a small crack in the middle of the road. It looked like it went beyond the block but she couldn't be sure.<br/><br/>Having seen enough now to know this wasn't just an earthquake Rhen slowly scanned the scene from one side of the block to the opposite end capturing the image fully before closing her eyes and tapping into the connection she shared with Celeste. She felt the tether between herself and her lover come alive and open. Speaking telepathically she called for help with four simple words, "I need you now". Before the tether could close Rhen opened her eyes and sent a short clipped image of her own sight of the streets and panic that continued to unfold before her. The quick 20 seconds would be enough to amplify the fear and urgency.<br/><br/>When the connection closed it left Rhen disorientated for a moment and gave her the feeling of being unbalanced. Attempting to catch herself from tumbling over the debris on the floor she grabbed the side of the jagged wall slicing her forearm with the broken edge of what was once rebar deep inside of the wall. Rhen hissed at that sting she felt, noticing it was followed by a warm flow of blood dripping out. The instant injury cancelled out the vertigo and brought her back to her fullness. With deep red blood falling from her fresh wound she cursed under her breath, looked around the floor for a cloth,  or towel, or something not disgusting to wrap around the opening to stop the bleeding.<br/><br/>She could of healed herself. If fact, healing it herself would have been a simpler solution but without knowing the depth of the injuries around her and what exactly was to come she couldn't afford to waste her energy. It took a moment to decipher what was what under the crumbled brick but the tip of a napkin stuck out from under a split table. She took the triangular tip and gave a strong tug freeing it from under the table. With a few quick shakes she got as much dirt as possible to fall off before wrapping it around her forearm tightly tucking the edge to secure it into place. The red oozed through the cloth but at least it wasn't dripping out like a left on faucet anymore.<br/><br/>Rhen turned her attention back to the patrons in the cafe. She could hear the cry of the waitress "Charlie?", the sobs of the young girl, another man calling out for his wife, and more. So many people were stumbling around lost and confused. She herself couldn't afford to be one of those people. She moved across the cafe to the opposite side of where she was once sitting. The older man laid lifeless on the ground, Rhen knelt down checking for a pulse. She didn't feel anything so she laid her ear close to his mouth to check for his breath but again, felt nothing.  Without knowing how long his heart had been stopped for there was no humanly or magical way of saving him. She wisheperd a soft sorry to the lost soul as she stood up and went to the next individual to help.<br/><br/>Next Rhen hurried to the little girl and her mom who was repeatedly calling out for help. The mother was sitting on the ground, holding her crying daughter close to her chest. As she approached the mother spoke out, "I can't move her, she's complaining about her head hurting, and it won't stop bleeding! I need help getting her out of here and to the hospital" her voice came out quick and sounded helpless. Rhen wanted to be helpful but leaving the cafe wasn't the best option for either of them. "I know you can't see outside right now, but the street is worse than in here. I'm a healer. Let me take a look at her and help until an ambulance comes."<br/><br/>Rhen's soft tone was enough to allow the mother to take a deep breath even though there was still a hint of hesitation, "A healer? Are you a nurse or something?." Rhen gave a single shoulder shrug answering with a quick, "Yeah, something for sure."  She shifted her attention to the child in her mothers arms offering a welcoming smile, "I'm Rhen.. you make some really great funny faces you know?" she waited for the girl to look up at her. "Can I take a look at that cut on your forehead? Looks like something heavy fell on you. Do you know what it was?"<br/><br/>The little girl shook her head and sniffled as her silent tears slowed down. Her tiny voice answered with what she could remember, "it was something big but I didn't see it. It  really hurts and I think I'm going to throw up." The mother helped the little girl sit up so Rhen could get a better look at the gash. With the little girls head away from her mothers chest the blood started to flow out again. Rhen could see the skin spilt but it didn't look too deep. Something that would need about 7 to 10 stitches. Not seeing anything to press against the child's wound she pulled her top shirt off, having a tank underneath, she folded it and pressed it to the girls wound. Closing her eyes to block out the distractions around her Rhen began whispering a chant to identify the young girls injury. Sensing the child had a concussion, Rhen changed her song and began healing the childs concussion only. Rhen's healing powers were more like a transfer of injury and pain. The song she sang took the injury from the individual and transferred it, the pain, and the side effects to Rhen herself. The sickness itself was only temporary to Rhen and would eventually fully heal from within, leaving no lingering tracks behind.  Because of this, she couldn't afford to take on the physical transfer of the child's gash from her head. There were two reasons she decided not to heal the physical wound. One it would most likely freak mom and child out. Two since it would've been a physical transfer, Rhen would have needed to get stitches herself. Since it wasn't a life threatening injury, the little girl was going to have to put up with it for now. But Rhen could take away the concussion which was dangerous for the young girl to have, especially since there was no telling when she could get diagnosed and treated at the hospital.   Rhen's hands became heated to a warm touch and a glow of soft white lights beamed from her palms. As the child's injury began transferring to Rhen she felt the wave of nausea and the blistering head ache the child once felt. The heal itself was minor and lacked additional side effects from the use of magic, but the transfer of injury decreased Rhen's full abilities since she now possessed the concussion. Once the heal was complete Rhen leaned back against the turned table and asked the mother to hold the shirt to the child's wound. The little girls expression looked confused by healing that occurred. "I feel better now." The mother's face grew confused as well. "Good," Rhen replied with a smile trying to not throw up herself. "She's going to be fine. The cut isn't too deep, her eyes show no signs of concussion. Just keep that pressed tightly so it can start clotting." She didn't wait near the family since they were both now okay. She didn't want to answer any questions that might come so she stood up, took a settling breath, and walked to the next individual to see if there was help to give while she waited for Celeste and the others to show up.