I see the crystal raindrops fall

"Damnit! I can't even stop time aroun-"

Her eyes looked around for any possible exits, only to be met by a straight punch to the gut by Greyhair, with her arms- which she meant to block it with- suddenly unable to move a single muscle.

"Shit!" she exclaimed too loudly, her voice not so filled with confidence as she struggled to move her arms and instead opted to twirl around, backflipping so the medical cable would act like a whip and accelerating it to hit him.

Dodging, he didn't stop the pressure and kept piling books, ducking underneath, and jumping towards to deliver a dropkick.

[Reverse]

The wire would temporarily be moving opposite of where it was meant to go, which dragged the nearby oxygen cylinders like a hook. Upon impact of the stranger's feet to Nicole's face, he only brought the larger canisters throttling forward, but only to a certain degree.

They stopped where they were and remained there as if they were stopped in time, but unlike the latter's ability, they aren't interactable. Just staying there afloat, with no room for any budging whatsoever.

Pushed back and pulled by the weight of the now unmoving blocks of O₂, she was battered to bits by Grey, each punch just landing on the spot that would hurt the most. If each strike were compared to a Youtube comment, and her being the video itself, then this would probably be the most commented one in the whole platform, surpassing itself with each passing second. 

"Since when did I think that I'd get some rest?" were her thoughts at the beatdown, coughing out more of said blood trying to accelerate her arm's time and brute force whatever it is that's cuffing her at the moment. 

Though her arms couldn't move in the right way, there was some space to wriggle them around even if she was given the impression of being unable to. Yes, her arms are indeed immobilized, but not in a way that's binding or held in such a manner that she won't get out of said grip.

But, the random movements of her arms- the shaking and the intense speed- allowed her to hear something...

clink

"?" wide-opened, wide-eyed. His gaze signaled it and there's quite a possibility...

"She couldn't have figured it out?" thought to himself, still delivering volleys of punches, now ending with a kick to her cheek, and blasting her off alongside corpses of doctors and nurses who unfortunately got in the driveway that is Nicole-the-car.

Realizing the Earth could be a disc, she would alter her gravity to shift sideways through time, attempting to regain her balance only to see...

"He's gone!" no crap Nicole, he is.

Right beside her, who delivers a smackdown using an IV stand to slap her across the side, now downward and blinking before she could find a handle to propel herself up with a devastating smash to her ribs and sending her inside a lower floor of the hospital, glass shards- ones that'd normally pierce given her physiology- dug deep on her torso, feet, and chest from the force exuded by his attacks.

She would just lay there, shivering.

Landing shortly after, the man would wiggle the stand around, finding it just a stick from what it normally looked like, throwing it, and breathing out.

"She hasn't gotten any form of rest from Naikhee's fight, so complex techniques with high range are off the table." placing a hand near his chin, starting to grab random rocks, "Even if she were to pull something off, the chances of that happening are low. Otherwise, exhaustion and overuse would occur, leading to death..."  said rocks where stacked atop one another- somehow not collapsing- and formed a stick of sorts, "...which, isn't something Mythees would want." before swiping his hands clean and sharpening it with a piece of broken rebar.

Looking at the whetted rod, he had thoughts of conflict and incongruence. Not much would be beyond him either sparing her and bringing the catatonic pale doll to Blue's doorstep or something which...

"But I digress..." Xehnyier said calmly, starting to walk faster and faster.

Before seconds- let alone a moment- would pass, he was running up and close to Nicole, who- after using her vulnerability to gain little bits of rest- accelerated the sword straight down. With the assumption it'd hit her head and slice it in half, Grey would push the rocky road through.

Only for it to unfortunately accelerate sideways.

With a grunt, he tried to pull back and regain the pressure from earlier. However, he was met by Nicole stabbing her glass-poked hand into his legs. Probably, most certainly, the distraction of using time to redirect his attack was enough.

"Shifting the motion won't do, but accelerating the wind currents that are moving sideways downward would." thinking that it could be possible, she'd try pushing through to confirm if this wall of his would be deactivated.

Not saving for any second thoughts, she'd spin out sideways at the same time stomping her legs to flip the small part of the floor up. Noticing that her hypothesis was false- the shiv just didn't quite make it- she'd use her free hand to throw several of the ones still on her body upward, accelerating their descent to gravity's embrace a little bit and adding a touch of stopped time to make them invulnerable to damage.

A recipe like this was uncalled for, even for him. Getting stabbed only by the collar bone, with the rest paralyzed beyond belief. 

"Ngh!" grabbing his arm to try and remove it, Nicole's glass shiv from her hand went through and got his left leg next. "Reversed?" he asked like his thoughts were spoken towards his mouth instead of his head.

"Taste of your own medicine," responded Nicole, stopping time on both the leg and arm before reeling him in for a combo: kicks to the femur, wrestling him to the ground, an elbow to the chin, and a punch mixed with the falling projectiles from earlier.

For all that is worth, however, some just won't reach.