ext_202007 ([identity profile] himetsuru.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2008-08-03 08:29 am

Day 34: Women's Showers

There was one exceedingly good thing about going into the showers, Falis decided; she did't have to wear a shirt. Not having the irritating fabric rubbing across her acid burns was going to be wonderful. There was also one exceedingly bad thing about going into the showers; water on said acid burns was going to hurt.

Furrowing her brow in contemplation and staring at the empty shower room for as long as the vulture assigned to hover over her allowed, the bounty hunter decided the need to clean the residue from the alien she could still feel clinging to her body as well as the blood she knew was dried in the depths of her mane of blonde hair outweighed the pain she'd feel. The look then turned to a lazy smile as she remembered the last time she'd been in the showers. That was when she'd met Hokuto.

Carefulyl stipping the shirt off and, against the wishes of the nurse, the princess divested herself of the bandages, displaying both the moderate acid burns as well as the near foot long stitcched up gash on her right thigh, Falis grabbed a towel and limped to a shower more towards the back. The further away from the vultures, the better.

She hissed as the water (properly temperatured this time) hit her burns and she quickly drenched the towel in water and carefully laid the wet cloth over her left shoulder, covering most of the burns. It still hurt, but it was tolerable. Barely. One hand up against the wall to support herself, she let the water run over her head and through her hair as she looked down at the tiled floor trying to enjoy the feeling of having filth washed from her body.

Oh, look at that - the water was already tinged a dull red.

[Here, Hokuto, Hokuto, Hokuto...]

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