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Conditioner? Check. Neatly comb? Check. Hair oils? Check. Trim? Done. Dr Syllus confidently strode towards the workshop to find a certain sarkaz.
‘’I hope my mane and ears looks fluffy enough to distract her’’. Dr Syllus’s ears twitch involuntarily. The thought of the sarkaz lady playing with her fluffy hyena ears makes her feels giddy. Her tail wags in anticipation. This has been the nth time since Dr Syllus trying to serenade the ex-mercenary, and yet nothing has proven to be fruitful. Hopefully she could get her attempting to play with her fluff.
It is quite hard to break the barrier she built in her heart. Especially when her races, sarkaz, are very unpredictable in nature. With so many hardships she has been through, it was no surprise that she somehow became quite distances and came off as rude sometimes.
Even so, everyone knew how kind and gentle she is . It is a well-known fact among all operators.
Her races, her demeanor, or her characteristics has little to do with her qualification as an operator. Her wishes to end tthe war between the infected already speaks volume. Working under Rhodes Island will not only benefit her in terms of manpower, but she can also gain access of high-tech firearms. On the other hand, Rhodes gets more information regarding about other mercenary groups that is involve in the war.
The doctor feels her nerves started to falter when the door of the workshop came into view. Dr Syllus knocks the door before entering, alerting the person from the inside.
‘’Meteorite?’’, the hyena scans the workshop, her eyes lands on a tall blonde woman on the other side of the room, currently occupied with other matters.
It seems like Meteorite is working on something like she usually does. Maybe that growth material that resembles a glass of box full of apple juice? What its name again?
Whatever she is making, she looks quite engrossed in doing it since she doesn’t notice another present that enters the room. Dr Syllus takes this chance to sneak up behind her. Upon a closer look, she notices that Meteorite wasn’t wearing her usual outfit. The clothes she is in right now consist of a pair of black slack that hugs her legs perfectly, an ash brown fleece jacket that gave her a professional look, and the glistening golden bow gun tuck neatly besides the bench nearby. Instead of a low ponytail she always sporting, her hair flow freely behind her. The outfit was a gift from the doctor herself as one of her ‘attempt’ that somehow did not seems to work as planned.
That outfit suits her... Dr Syllus thinks.
She taps Meteorite shoulder lightly and within a second her nose came contact with Meteorite’s elbow, unintentionally startling her in her work progress. Dr Syllus staggers backwards toppling over a coupled of plastic boxes besides her and fall face first. The world went black for a second.
Well, what do you expect will happen when you sneak up behind her huh? Did you purposely forget about her excellent physical strength when you accidentally scared her out of wits?
‘’Ugghh… my head’’, Dr Syllus tried to sit up but was pushed back down by a hand on her forehead. She was laying on someone’s lap, Meteorite’s to be precise. Not trying to sound like a pervert or something but her lap sure feels soft and comfy. ‘’Dr Syllus are you alright? Well… aside from your broken nose that is’’, Meteorite inspects the doctor body for any further injuries. She gently holds her cheek to check on the doctor’s head, looking for any bruises. Their eyes meet for a brief second.
Red wine stares into golden amber.
‘’Y-yeah I’m fine, my nose just feels funny, that's it’’, there is two cotton wool stuck in her nostrils and a bandage tape over it. ‘’Didn’t I say to not sneak up behind me? Especially when I am holding something dangerous! I could have seriously harm you, you know?! You-’’, she gives the doctor full lecture for not having a proper etiquette when entering the workshop. Somehow her hand started to travel towards the doctor’s hair, tenderly caressing the smooth; fuzzy hair, occasionally stroking her ears, feeling the softness of the fluffy ears under her touch.
Dr Syllus smiles sheepishly at her, apologizing for disturbing her work. ‘’Please forgive me. You seemed very engage on making those growth materials. I was trying to subtly tap your shoulders instead’’, said the doctor. Not a very wise choice, knowing that said lady is a sniper. Sneak attacks are probably what she usually face in the battlefield. It's a unsurprising for her to be quite reflexive and ends up elbowing Dr Syllus in the face as a response.
Meteorite lets out a long sigh. ‘’Let’s be more careful next time alright?’’, Dr Syllus obediently nod. She tried to sit up from the position but was pushed down again. ‘’Stay still, will you? Your nose is still bleeding ‘’,’’huh?’’, confused by the statement, the hyena touches her nose and felt the blood seeping through the tissues and profusely dripping into her mouth. She coughs a bit and immediately pinch her nose. The ex-mercenary hands her a new batch of tissue to help stop the bleeding before things get messier.
‘’Just lay down until the bleeding stops. Are my legs that uncomfortable for you or something?’’, she sounds irritates now.
It was soft and warm actually, not to mention the view from down here....probably why I had my second nosebleed... Dr Syllus thought.
‘’No no no! I just feel like I'm bothering you too much'', the doctor rapidly shakes her head and raise her hands up in surrender. Dr Syllus takes a deep breath before continuing. '' There is nothing wrong with your lap, really. It feels as wonderful as I always imagine’’, she lift her head a bit to fully face Meteorite, giving her a serene smile, eyes full of love and admiration. There is a slight red tint on the sniper's cheek before she turns away from the doctor, coughing into her fist. Dr Syllus carefully observe her reaction. She looks a bit flustered by the comment...Should I tease her more?
‘’…...just think of this as an apology for breaking your nose’’, Meteorite mumbles. It was barely audible, but the doctor can hear it clearly. Those broad hyena ears can absorb the sound waves very well.
‘’Hn’’, Dr Syllus respond wistfully, eye lids feel heavier suddenly, almost falling asleep before responding to her.
‘’Thank you, Meteorite, for everything, truly. We—no, I really appreciate for everything you have done to help us and for deciding to stay. I....’’, Dr Syllus ends up saying something incoherent at the end, accompanied with a soft snoring.
Meteorite stares at Dr Syllus with her mouth agape, having no absolute idea on how the doctor knew about her talk with Amiya. She eventually breaks into a small smile and lean down to whisper something into her ears.
‘’I won’t leave. Not when I have a certain someone to keep watch for..’’, she kisses her cheek before leaning back and eyeing the room, making sure the coast is clear. She looks longingly at the doctor, noticing the features on the doctor head. Her hand went up again to stroke the fluffy silver-blue locks that she has been observing ever since. Especially those big fuzzy ears.
‘’S—Soo soft!’’.