Even if Roxas wasn't happy about this whole soldier thing, meeting Claire had lifted his mood a little. It always made him feel weird that there were such nice people here sometimes - like Goku and her. Even if Goku had seemed really weird (and that was in comparison to all the people Roxas had seen on other worlds) he hadn't hesitated in helping Roxas find Neku. The other two people they had met seemed nice too, but they hadn't really had more than a few moments to talk and stare bewildered at each other before the darkness sucked him up and threw him back into bed.
For once, the Nobody was actually glad to have a shower shift scheduled that day. His body had recovered even better from the night with Ruby, but it still had a few achy joints, mostly around his shoulders. Now that his hat fit better and sat on his hair more solidly (Claire's bigger hat had better balance on his spikes) he didn't have to worry about following the soldier with his normal gait. He undressed near the wall and tossed his things in a unceremonious pile before stepping under the faucet. Luckily he'd had a nurse long enough to figure out how everything worked for himself, so he didn't need to ask for help. The warm water felt really good on his bruises, so he took his time with standing under the stream.
With his blond hair flat and mostly hanging in his face - which he attempted to blow out of the way with a puff of breath from his mouth - Roxas ran a towel through the mess of dripping locks and the rest of him, then started piling back into the uniform.
That took a little longer than getting out of it, since there apparently was a specific way to wear it and he did need help with that.
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For once, the Nobody was actually glad to have a shower shift scheduled that day. His body had recovered even better from the night with Ruby, but it still had a few achy joints, mostly around his shoulders. Now that his hat fit better and sat on his hair more solidly (Claire's bigger hat had better balance on his spikes) he didn't have to worry about following the soldier with his normal gait. He undressed near the wall and tossed his things in a unceremonious pile before stepping under the faucet. Luckily he'd had a nurse long enough to figure out how everything worked for himself, so he didn't need to ask for help. The warm water felt really good on his bruises, so he took his time with standing under the stream.
With his blond hair flat and mostly hanging in his face - which he attempted to blow out of the way with a puff of breath from his mouth - Roxas ran a towel through the mess of dripping locks and the rest of him, then started piling back into the uniform.
That took a little longer than getting out of it, since there apparently was a specific way to wear it and he did need help with that.