The sun beat down pleasantly that day, a cool summer breeze blowing by giving relief to the heat, and a few puffy looking clouds floated by in the sky. All in all, it was extremely picturesque, and if there was a single way to describe it, today could probably have been called a pleasant day. Not for Warren though, as he limped his way across the courtyard, even as he did his best to hide it. There'd been a bombing only a few days ago, the perpetrator of which was still unknown, however Warren had had the misfortune of being within the classrooms when the explosions happened, injuring him much more than he'd care to admit. The last three days had been spent in the infirmary, and while the nurse would've preferred that Warren spend more than simply a handful of days recuperating, Warren insisted otherwise, protesting the bed rest and being treated as if he was infirm and unable to help himself. Eventually, the nurses had finally relented, deciding that Warren would be able to recover fine on his own, and having a few more serious patients to treat to, on the promise that Warren would take it easy for the next month or so. Of course, Warren didn't listen, and continued with his regular training, even despite his injuries and the fact that most summer classes had closed as the aftermath of the bombing was dealt with.
He let out a groan as he dragged himself over to a stone bench, sitting himself down on it with a relieved sigh, leaning back against the seat and closing his eyes for a moment. His breathing was surprisingly ragged, considering he'd only been walking, but then again he hadn't been giving his body the necessary time it needed to heal. Right now, his body was crossed with bandages, a few of which peaked out from under his sleeves or out of his shirt collar, and his body was entirely and utterly sore. "Come on... You can't be giving up after just walking..." he complained to himself as he attempted to push himself back up out of his seat, however a sudden stab of pain forced him to stop and relax back down. He gave an annoyed grunt as he resigned himself to a break. "Only for a few minutes..." he promised himself, as he tilted his head back to stare at the sky.
He let out a groan as he dragged himself over to a stone bench, sitting himself down on it with a relieved sigh, leaning back against the seat and closing his eyes for a moment. His breathing was surprisingly ragged, considering he'd only been walking, but then again he hadn't been giving his body the necessary time it needed to heal. Right now, his body was crossed with bandages, a few of which peaked out from under his sleeves or out of his shirt collar, and his body was entirely and utterly sore. "Come on... You can't be giving up after just walking..." he complained to himself as he attempted to push himself back up out of his seat, however a sudden stab of pain forced him to stop and relax back down. He gave an annoyed grunt as he resigned himself to a break. "Only for a few minutes..." he promised himself, as he tilted his head back to stare at the sky.