The "science geeks" at the Future Foundation labs managed to fit Alisa with new implants after a few days of hard work and some sleepless nights. These would be temporary ones, but at least she would be functioning close to normal. It was an improvement to say the least.

Her speech patterns had returned to normal and gone was the child-like curiosity about everything. The only thing that did not change was how happy she was. Parts of her memory were still missing, but it did not seem to bother her or matter.

Though she knew better than to leave her room without Mary's permission, Alisa had slipped out to use what looked like a gym facility at Pier 4. She wanted to exercise her limbs and and burn off some energy she had. After finding a balance beam, she pulled herself upon it and began to walk across as though it were second nature to her.

"One foot, in front o' de other." She mumbled to herself, before reaching the end of the beam, turning about, and walking back the way she came. Once she found her balance, Alisa started to do more... well... gymnastic quality work on the beam. Cartwheels, back flips, front flips, all without slipping or falling off the beam.

It was almost as though she had never been injured so severely in the first place.