<div class="floatleft">(http://static3.depositphotos.com/1003789/200/i/450/dep_2002665-Beautiful-young-women-holding-apple-in-t.jpg)</div><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>       Katerina De Leon<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong>          Teletrix.  (Not chosen)<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>  Resistance.<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   Los Angeles, Art Museum at the corner of Wilshire Blvd and Fairfax Ave.<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>          Wreck Natasha.  Open.<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/>Katerina noted that Natasha seemed pretty wiped after healing her arm as she had, but before she could say anything the young doctor had spoken first and then proceeded to drain an energy drink.  She only then realized she hadn't eaten since....well since she had been taken to the camp really.  Her stomach growled to let Katerina know it was not happy about being neglected and she blushed a shade of red before managing to do as Natasha asked and started to flex and curl her fingers about.  It didn't hurt a bit and again she was amazed at how fast the older woman had been able to do what she had.  A touch healer....she'd be quite a valuable friend to keep close for anyone.  She had to wonder what else she was capable of but that would have to wait as Natasha offered the rest of her energy drink to the young teenager.  "Thanks."  She offered, again meaning it as she took a swig and nodded her approval.  It wasn't much but it would tide her over for a little while at least.  She cocked her head to the side when Natasha said she didn't have an explanation for it, but the evidence was clear as day for Katerina.  "Like I told you, that serum made us mutants.  Some develop the power to fly, teleport, lift objects with their minds, whatever, while some get more useful and less offensive abilities like you Natasha.  Whatever the case, for those that survived the Judgment serum, we were given abilities like the old X-Men and their Brotherhood of Mutants and all the rest in turn.  That's all the evidence I need."<br/><br/>Whatever Natasha had to say in turn to that, Katerina listened to what would be required to finish healing her ribs and couldn't help it as her face went beet red.  She figured it probably the only way to do it, but she wasn't about to get undressed in front of the other refugees either.  No way in Hell was that happening.  She didn't care if it was the end of the world or not, Katerina still had standards and she wasn't about to strip near naked in front of a crowd, doctor or no doctor.  Thankfully Natasha had an idea and helped her along to a bathroom.  The walk there was almost torture as each step made Katerina wince from her broken and bruised ribs.  Besides, she didn't want to be anywhere near the religious nut among their number since her grandmother had thought her own mother's brother had been a demon sent from Hell and all, hence why she had tried to drown the boy only to find out he had gills.  She wasn't about to share that with Natasha anytime soon though, or anyone else for that matter for a long time most likely.  "Thanks for considering this Natasha.  I needed to get away from the big ape of our group anyway.  He was one of Apocalypse's men and I know that because the jacket he was wearing had the man's insignia all over it.  That and he admitted to working with them before supposedly saving us all."  She still didn't know about the brain washing effect of the serum, but something that Natasha would say later would put a few pieces of the puzzle that had been rattling around in Katerina's brain together.<br/><br/>She was only a C cup, and that was being generous but she had still had to beat the boys off with a stick all the same.  There was something about her that had drew the eye of more than a few of the guys, as well as a few girls but Katerina had not once let anyone close enough to get intimate with her in any sense of the word.  Despite the obvious fact she was dirty and covered in bruises from being used as a punching bag by Apocalypse's minions, Katerina's skin was otherwise flawless and smooth and there was very little fat to be seen upon her.  That would be a problem since there was a good chance they wouldn't be eating well in the days to come, meaning she wouldn't have a lot of fat to burn through if push came to shove.  Still, all those thoughts flew from Katerina's mind as she undressed with a little help from Natasha, every movement making her want to groan in pain even with the doctor sending her soothing thoughts as she was.  It did help but it wasn't quite enough.  If not for Natasha's explanation, Katerina would have most likely sent out another, albeit far smaller telekinetic pulse at the doctor the moment her hands cupped her breasts.  Even for the doctor Katerina wasn't too comfortable in getting undressed completely, but on the other hand she had had a full gyno exam done a couple of times, so she wasn't completely embarrassed or ashamed to be looked at by another female, her parents having helped her get a woman doctor set up not so long ago.<br/><br/>Even so, even her old gynecologist hadn't been so....hands on as Natasha was proving to be real quick.  Katerina almost flinched away but her very effective distracting technique kept her still even as she felt pain flare through her chest whenever Natasha came upon a broken rib.  She couldn't trust herself to speak since she was sure the massage she was getting on top of the examination would have let out a few moans of pleasure and she was embarrassed enough just getting hot from having the older woman's hands on her body.  She as far as she knew, wasn't bisexual, but...if this had happened in another time and place....she might have been sorely tempted to indulge in what Natasha was doing to her.  Her nipples had indeed hardened from the breeze but they had grown as hard as they could once Natasha's hands had started to heal her once again.  Katerina offered a very quiet moan, unable to help herself as the pain from earlier became far more bearable, and the woman's massaging from behind her now was starting to get to her.  Leaning her head back slightly, Katerina felt her panties start to get a little wet as heat pooled in her gut, becoming a slowly tightening knot until she felt Natasha stop and lean heavily against her.  She opened her eyes and blinked a few times, very confused about what in the Hell had just happened but she was more worried about Natasha as she turned around once she was able to stand on her own again.<br/><br/>She was right, her ribs were still sore but they didn't hurt nearly as bad as before.  Katerina smiled broadly for the first time that day and hugged Natasha briefly before remembering she wasn't wearing anything up top, having been able to keep her pants and panties on at least.  "Um...yeah, I feel much better and you've done more than anyone could have hoped in such a short time Natasha, so please, don't rush in recovering from healing me.  I'd rather you stay healthy yourself since I have a feeling you'll be getting a lot more practice in before this is over, one way or the other.  But truly, thank you and when you're ready, I...think a massage as you suggest will help out a fair bit."  Katerina managed to say in a bit of a hurry, finding it far easier to get herself back together once more as she got her button up shirt and bra back on once again, still a bit hot and bothered from what Natasha's hands had been doing.  She didn't say anything about that particular bit however, still a bit confused about it herself, but if things had gone further, she found that she wouldn't have minded.  Maybe....no, she wouldn't hold out hope for a tomorrow that might not come as she offered her aid this time in getting Natsha back outside to the others.  Hopefully the religious nut among them had quieted down.