Attacked by an Ally

[Nina Eaton]

Nina had a hard time taking care of herself when it came to injuries. She couldn’t stop herself from wanting to train and while this certainly wouldn’t prohibit her from training, she knew she would have to be careful. It had been difficult enough when she had dislocated her shoulder. Nina could remember all of the chastising she had received from the doctors and even some friends when she had tried training with her shoulder not fully healed. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to get better. It was just that she didn’t feel like herself when she wasn’t training. For as long as she could remember, training had been her outlet. It had been her escape. Without that, she felt utterly empty. But she supposed that was beside the point, considering that she wasn’t barred from training with this new injury.

She shot Harper a look when the girl insisted that her back wasn’t even hurting. Nina couldn’t help but to worry about the girl, even if she knew it was a little hypocritical of her to fawn over a small injury and ignore a stab wound. But Nina didn’t care about herself as much as she did those she considered friends or family. Or even something more, when it came to Harper. Nina didn’t really know where she stood with Harper. The girls had made their feelings known, but that was as far as they had really gotten. Nina knew the conversation would have to happen at some point, but she wasn’t too worried about it. They had been occupied with many things out in the woods, so having that conversation had not been a priority.

Once the doctor told Harper to rest, Nina nodded her head and hopped off the medical table they had plopped her onto. She walked out of the medical bay with Harper in tow. “We can go rest at my place,” Nina suggested. Of course, Harper was more than welcome to go back to her own apartment. Nina couldn’t blame the girl for wanting to spend time by herself or even take a nap on her own. Her feelings wouldn’t get hurt but she did enjoy the idea of spending more time with Harper, even if they were both sleeping. Nina had genuinely enjoyed the feeling of falling asleep with Harper in her arms, and had enjoyed waking up with her even more. Of course, the way in which she had woken Harper up wasn’t exactly normal. A small smirk appeared on Nina’s lips as she thought of the way she had woken the girl up that morning. It had been a last moment inside their own little cave.


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