Nodding, Cassandra followed Ariadne’s lead and headed to the nearby bench. Sitting down, she made herself comfortable, but still felt completely tense as she listened to the blonde’s instructions. “…I won’t.” she mumbled as she clasped onto her hand. The last thing she wanted to do was to harm the both of them when they were trying to make things right. Therefore, the mutant took a deep breath and braced herself once Ari started.
At first, she felt nothing and wondered if Ari was just fucking around with her. It wasn’t until she felt like her insides were being worked on that Cass flinched slightly, but regained her composure once she got used to the feeling. Luckily, it didn’t give her any sort of flashbacks to Sentinel Service. No trauma had resurfaced and she was able to sit there, all cool, calm, and collected.
After what seemed like a few minutes, Cassandra lifted a brow and asked, “New? You sure? That’s like a bold statement.” She couldn’t see her insides, let alone tell if any damages were repaired, but she could trust Ari since what she felt was real and natural. “Either way thanks for doing this. I appreciate the help.” Her tone was sincere and serious, hoping to convey that she meant every word of gratitude. Narrowing her gaze slightly, Cass refrained from sighing as she nodded instead. “Yeah…But it’s inevitable to avoid ignorant assholes. They’re practically everywhere. Although, I am certain we would have made a greater difference, yet no one wants to give us a chance,”
“As new as the day it began forming in your mother’s womb,” Ari reassured. “I’m not even being dramatic, I kind of made you a brand new liver.” That was the first time Ari had done such a thing but she didn’t think it was in her best interests to reveal such a fact. Luckily, livers were easy to deal with. They are one of the only organs that are capable of regenerating themselves so all Ari had to do was give it an extra push. As long as she did it correctly, it didn’t really matter how many times she’s done it, right? Everyone had to start somewhere.
“People have always been scared of what they don’t understand,” Ari agreed, giving a little shrug. “You know it’s kind of sad. My parents are incredibly Republican like... look at me,” she pointed at her blonde, blue-eyed, pretty, WASP-looking self, as if that would explain everything, “yet nothing I ever did offended them more than me being a mutant. Between my having homosexual casual sex with girls, drug use, nearly flunking out of school, and basically committing every sinful thing listed in the bible, except, y’know, murder and adultery, you’d think they would have kicked me out sooner.”
Ari was never afraid to offend her parents. On the rare occasion when they had dinner together, she was blunt and unapologetic as she always was. Nevertheless, she always hid the fact that she was a mutant to them. She could give them the nitty gritty details of her sexcapades, even with their less than amused faces and looks of disgust, but she couldn’t tell them the one thing she knew would rattle them the most. Part of her still didn’t understand why she hid it for so long. Frankly, she didn’t think knowing would help anyway. “How about you? How did your parents get caught up in the wrong crowd?”
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