Post by Dai on May 17, 2021 13:28:01 GMT -5
Kon's PL: 32,000
Shit.
Typically she would have just eaten a bean and call it a day, but there were none nearby. Her only choice was to go to the infirmary, something she didn't want to do, especially as she was afraid that it would expose her identity but there was no way she could go out to her next match if she didn't receive any sort of medical treatment. Oh screw it. They were probably going to find out anyways. Besides, maybe those group of muscle heads were too busy focusing on their flexing contest to actually care that a felon was among them. Besides, she just had to keep her mask on, keeping her face hidden.
Once she made her mind she had slowly limped out of the locker room, doing her best to stem the blood flow as best as she could. However, Kon's mind was hazy and everything seemed to swirl around her. Without the support of any nearby wall, it felt as if her legs were going to give out at any second now. At the very least she just had to make it to the door and then the medical ward was just around the office.
Just as she had managed to make it out into the hall way and turn it around, Kon tripped over her own feet, collapsing on the floor in a blood mess. She didn't have enough strength to pull herself up once again especially with how much her head was spinning. Damn, she hated feeling this vulnerable.