Snippet #2737196

The toilet flushed, the sink turned on and off, and the door unlocked.

Hailey emerged from the bathroom 5 minutes after entering, looking refreshed and different. Her hair was tied back in a perfect messy bun, with a white strip of hair standing out from the black. Some of her clothing had been removed as well. She was missing all her shirts and jackets, sporting only a firm bra and a simple white singlet. Her pants were the same as before though, heavily layered with several belts and pockets for weaponry, and her large combat boots remained on.

Her skin was coated with scars that looked too old to be a recent fight. A large cut, however, that resembled an explosion stuck out from her shirt and crawled up her neck. It looked recent, and was obviously still in the process of healing. She wasn’t holding a limp any further either, although her singlet had a deep red spot over her ribs that suggested a very serious wound.

Alright, that should hold me for a few hours.

Taking a deep breath, Hailey moved toward the lounge room.