Noire's shoulder was swollen, visibly so. It made her quite grumpy, to be honest. She was a few minutes away from throwing a tantrum over it. Moreover, she didn't quite know who to put the blame on. Really, it wasn't anyone's fault that she was in this situation, not even how own. It had been an accident that he had been distracted by the snowball Kei had thrown as a joke. He couldn't have known that the young faunus girl would end up distracted and with a shoulder that was most likely broken.
What was really bothering Noire was the knowledge that she would probably have to sit still and rest for a while. She didn't quite know the specifics, but she pictured her arm in a sling and immobilized for the next couple of weeks. That would make wielding Spire Chaos awkward. She wouldn't be able to go on any hunts or practice or spar or maybe even run around outside. She couldn't quite handle the prospect. She had never been out of commission for more than a couple of days after an accident or injury like this.
What's more, she knew that she needed a doctor or some sort of medical attention. Back at her village, the medical care provided was minimal and rudimentary. Hunters like her - an orphaned faunus - were treated as disposable, after all. It was assumed that they wouldn't live past five years or so on the job, so there was no sense in wasting resources to take care of them. Since she didn't knew any better, Noire assumed it would be similar at Syne. Maybe she would even get kicked out for taking up space and not making herself worthwhile during her recovery.
Tears of frustration began to well in her eyes. She tried to hide the quivering in her lip by frowning. It looked more like a pout than anything else. If she seemed weak now of all times, there was no doubt she would be thrown aside and replaced in a heartbeat. the young faunus looked to her side, finding Jet there. The other two - Kei and Crimson - had already left, presumably to return to their dorms. "D-do you know where the infirmary is?" She asked under her breath, avoiding eye contact and blushing slightly at the fact that she had to ask.
What was really bothering Noire was the knowledge that she would probably have to sit still and rest for a while. She didn't quite know the specifics, but she pictured her arm in a sling and immobilized for the next couple of weeks. That would make wielding Spire Chaos awkward. She wouldn't be able to go on any hunts or practice or spar or maybe even run around outside. She couldn't quite handle the prospect. She had never been out of commission for more than a couple of days after an accident or injury like this.
What's more, she knew that she needed a doctor or some sort of medical attention. Back at her village, the medical care provided was minimal and rudimentary. Hunters like her - an orphaned faunus - were treated as disposable, after all. It was assumed that they wouldn't live past five years or so on the job, so there was no sense in wasting resources to take care of them. Since she didn't knew any better, Noire assumed it would be similar at Syne. Maybe she would even get kicked out for taking up space and not making herself worthwhile during her recovery.
Tears of frustration began to well in her eyes. She tried to hide the quivering in her lip by frowning. It looked more like a pout than anything else. If she seemed weak now of all times, there was no doubt she would be thrown aside and replaced in a heartbeat. the young faunus looked to her side, finding Jet there. The other two - Kei and Crimson - had already left, presumably to return to their dorms. "D-do you know where the infirmary is?" She asked under her breath, avoiding eye contact and blushing slightly at the fact that she had to ask.