Hiraeth | God Eater 2

Ventisette

"That should keep your wounds for reopening. I will be discharging you from the infirmary. I have already informed the Director, your team Captain, and Hibari that you will not be allowed to go out on missions for the next 3 days." Brynn wanted to groan upon hearing that. The nurse had also banned her from any strenuous exercises.

'Better than solitary confinement.' She thought, holding back a smirk as she remembered what had happened before. She whispered her words of gratitude and proceeded to make her way out of the white room that she dreaded so much.

It had been around 24 hours since she arrived at the branch, and only an hour since she woke up. The nurse had informed her that Alisa and her colleague had saved her. She made a mental note to thank them.

The moment that she woke up, the first thing that she asked the nurse had been about Nana.

The blonde glanced to the left end of the hallway, the one that led to the doctor's and now director's office. She had been informed that Nana had been confined to one of the sealed rooms.

She bit her lower lip in deep thought, would it be a good idea to visit the younger one or to first proceed to her room. The idea of a warm bath seemed appealing to her, although she knew that the blood had been wiped off during her sleep, she still felt it on her body.

'Wouldn't want her to be horrified at my appearance and stench.' She humoured herself before walking towards the elevator doors.

"What time is it?" She asked aloud. The halls had no windows so it was nearly impossible to tell the time. She patiently waited for the metallic doors to slide open.

Entering the elevator and pressing on her desired floor, she couldn't help but shiver at the thought of how much Julius and Gil would scold her. Looking back at all that happened, she realized that her actions had been foolished.

But who could blaim her? Given the situation she was in, panic clouded her judgement.

She knew that she would still be in trouble. Hoping that Nana had spared some of the details.

The platinum-haired girl arrived at the Blood Special Forces floor and made her way towards her room. Using her armlet to unlock it, it made a small click before it was slightly ajar. She couldn't help but smile at the sight of the home that she managed to find in the Den.

It was certainly homier than her room back in Friar.

Getting a fresh set of clothes from the terminal, Brynn took note of the emptiness in the room. It was 8 in the morning, the others were probably having breakfast and getting ready for missions. She doubt that she would be seeing them for the rest of the morning.

The blonde stripped out of her blood stained garments and sighed at seeing how near to impossible it would be to repair them. The sky blue coat had lost multiple parts, gaining scratched and holes instead. The usual shine that it held was gone as well, replaced with a dull blue. She tossed that into her clothes bin, she would make sure to throw them out later. Followed by the white top that had been dyed red.

Fortunately, her pouches and their straps remained in tact. She gently took them off and placed them on the counter, they were empty anyways.

Her ankle boots were the next to go. They were the sturdiest pair that she had so she wasn't surprised when they remained the same.

She opened the shower, waiting for the water to grow hotter. The blonde allowed her hair to get soaked underneath the torrents of droplets of water. A sigh escaping her as the warmth seeped through her. She grabbed her bottle of shampoo, remembering that the color of the bottle had been a lighter shade of purple. The Captain had a similar color. It wasn't an unusual occurrence when they'd end up using each other's.