Kancolle x reader

Part 2 pt2

Flashback

Man:Hold it down dammit! The wound needs pressure!" He looked directly at me with stern eyes.

"Sorry sir!" YN said as she held the bullet wound, her face was contorting in disgust from the amount of blood

As YN held the wound more and more blood poured out, covering her hands making her squirm

"Oh perfect" she held her breath and pushed more

==End flashback==

1st person YN

"Man I was such a "girl" back then"
I laughed at my own joke, I never really was fond of blood even now I still cringe a little but it's not nearly as bad.

I pull out a small journal and begin to write
"What is today's date....uh....shit" I forgot entirely what day it was "screw it I'll just number it" I write down day 1,100, another came in today. That marks 300 that I've saved for kanmusus and 180 for the abyssals other than that....nothin much happened, the lady is sweet I can tell that much but she is also very.....stern i think, didnt get much out of her. I'll ask her name tomorrow if i remember to after my rounds. This is YN LN report. I always try my best to write everyday in my journal but sometimes I forget to and lose track of time.

"*sigh* another day down and another one closer to the end, I dont know if I'll be able to keep this up cause well...I may be killed by either side but screw it. I'm an independent woman who don't need no man!"

I close up the journal and yawn. Today has been something. And by something I mean the same. Make rounds, check patients, check the beach, bring them back to my tropical medical ward...maybe I should remodel into concrete or limestone...nah I like my vines and leaves. Makes me feel like Tarzan. If Tarzan was a fit woman that wears sports gear and a halo of flowers on their head.

"What time is it..." I ask myself looking at the sun. I raise my hand and measure "mmbout 3...ish. Sounds bout right"

I jump up from my chair and stretch. The woman's words still played in my mind over and over and OVER. Am I going mad? Probably but hey,  most guys still would stick their dick in crazy so not a concern of mine.
"What should I do with my little time off? Take a shower?" I smell myself and gag. I smell like crap

"Showa time baby! Wohooo!" I use my vine firepole to zoom from my lookout\room all the way down to the main floor as I call it with all the showers and food. My feet hit the wooden floor with a thud as I inspect my hands
"No rope burn....nice~" I mentally high five myself for not tearing up my hands like before. Last time I used it I had nearly tore the skin off my hands and wrists...fun weeks for me following that incident. Having basically mummy arms..

"Shoowwwaaaaaa!" I shout to myself as I strip off my accessories such as hood and goggles as I make a break for the bathhouse.

(Hey sorry for the short part but its to make up for the lost time over the course I've been gone. SORRY!! I'll update ASAP so keep up and bare with me)