<div class="floatleft">(http://static.desktopnexus.com/thumbnails/609779-bigthumbnail.jpg)</div><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Name:</strong> Natasha Evans<br/><strong>Title:</strong> <del>Snow Angel</del> None yet<br/><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Neutral<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Los Angeles, Art Museum at the corner of Wilshire Blvd and Fairfax Ave<br/><strong>Tags:</strong> Teletrix<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/>“Y-you're welcome,” Natasha stammered, still not being able to believe what just happened.<br/><br/><em>This is amazing... Apparently something did change! Like she said, I think I can actually heal people. This is a most useful gift,</em>Natasha considered, baffled by her discovery.<br/><br/>She also felt tired, however, and she opened a can with energy drink, taking several big gulps to replenish her energy. It felt as if the sugar in the drink burned her teeth away, but at least she felt better a few moments later.<br/><br/>She offered the rest of the can to Katerina, and asked, “Can you please flex the of your fingers of your left hand, and curl them up into a fist?”<br/><br/>She waited for Katerina to do as she instructed and she ran several tests on the girl's hand, but everything seemed to work fine.<br/><br/>“I don't have an explanation for this, but it seems like your arm at is completely healed,” Natasha remarked, as her fingers felt along the girl's arm.<br/><br/>This time, however, the fracture was gone.<br/><br/>“Maybe I can do something similar for your ribs. I'll need to be in direct contact with your body though...”<br/><br/>She looked Katerina in the eye, but the girl seemed unsure of what to do. Natasha sensed she wasn't feeling at ease.<br/><br/>“If you want, we can go somewhere more private,” Natasha added, it seemed they had gathered a small crowd with surprised refugees.<br/><br/>They were quietly talking among themselves and the miracle they had just witnessed. One particularly religious man fell to his knees and started to praise God, thanking Him for Natasha's presence. It made Natasha feel uncomfortable, and she understood why some mutants felt like a freak. She was glad, however, that people didn't seem frightened by her ability.<br/><br/><em>I suppose that's a good thing,</em>she thought.<br/><br/>“Let's get you somewhere more private, okay?” she asked, this time seeing the girl nod in consent.<br/><br/>Katerina was in obvious pain when Natasha helped her up, and she sent comforting feelings to the teenager, hoping to make her feel better. Together they stumbled towards the bathroom, where she asked the girl to disrobe and get topless.<br/><br/>Natasha admired the young woman's breasts, but since she was a professional who didn't want to make her patient feel uncomfortable, she focused her attention on the girl's eyes instead.<br/><br/>“I have to touch your body, I need to feel what's going on with your ribs and find out whether they're bruised or broken,” Natasha said, warning Katerina about what was going to happen.<br/><br/>In her experience as a doctor she found that it was best to tell a patient what was happening before moving along, so that her touches didn't come as a surprise. She thought she saw Katerina's nipples grow stiff, but whether it was from the slight breeze or excitement she couldn't tell. The emotions she felt coming from Katerina were confusing as well, but Natasha couldn't deny that she found this somewhat erotic.<br/><br/>She rubbed her hands together to warm them up, and placed her fingertips on the teenagers left breast, caressing the girl's flesh as she moved along her ribs. She gave her nipple a soft squeeze and flashed her a smile.<br/><br/><em>Hmm... She seems to enjoy that. If only this was a different place and a different time,</em>Natasha thought, while she continued her examination.<br/><br/>She felt along the rest of the woman's ribs, and she thought she heard her inhale her breath with ragged gasps.<br/><br/>“I think you broke at least two ribs... Three others seem bruised, judging your reactions. I want to try and heal them like I did with your arm. Please turn around.”<br/><br/>Natasha waited until Katerina's back faced her, and then cupped the teenager's breasts in the palm of her hands while she stood behind her, so that she could press her fingertips below the breasts. Her palms gently massaged the young woman's nipples, hoping to keep her distracted, while she visualized the damage in her mind.<br/><br/>As before, she felt the energy flow out of her body, through her fingertips, into Katerina's body. This time, however, it wasn't a single fracture that mended, but multiple fractures at the same time. Natasha quickly felt her energy drain away and once the ribs were healed, she sought support on Katerina's back, while she got her breath back.<br/><br/>Her hands were still cupping the teenager's breasts, but she slowly dropped them as she recovered from the exercise.<br/><br/>“Sorry about that,” she apologized, not even knowing sure what it was that she was apologizing for.<br/><br/>“I hope you're feeling better. I need to eat something first, but after that I want to try giving you a massage. When I just got my gifts I had a terrible headache, but when I massaged my temples, the headache went away. Later on I repeated this action, and it actually helped me regain my memories of what happened. I think I can heal my brain by massaging my temples, and I'm guessing it'll have a similar effect on you. With some luck I might just be able to help you get rid of your migraine.”<br/><br/>A tentative smile played on Natasha lips, as she said, “You might want to get dressed again. The others could get a wrong impression about you else. Your ribs will likely continue to feel sore for a few more days, but I can't do much about that at the moment.”