The sound of an all out brawl was easily heard throughout many of Chaldea’s hallways . . And fully knowing where the sound was coming from, she’d immediately dropped the papers in her hand and skidded across the newly mopped floor until her petite figure slams into the door frame; the sliding doors peeling back to reveal the quarters painted RED.
Frozen, her eyes flutter about the scene in a panic . . What the hell had happened—? At last her focus falls upon the macabre center piece, there was her berserker, absolutely coated in filth. For a moment her heart jumps in terror— Was he okay!? Where did all this blog come from—? Then she spots the nearly unrecognizable lump beside him on the floor . . Oh.
Expression wrought with fear, she turns pale as the carnage truly sinks in. Slapping a hand over her mouth as her stomach flips, she has to take a minute to ensure she doesn’t puke. Yeah, no question . . He’d done this. She was so used to him being gentle with her that . . Sometimes she forgot what he was made for. But stuff like this . . Reminded her.
Gulping down bile, Selena shakes her head before shuffling into the room and over to the taller man, “God, Cú . . What the fuck happened in here?” Glancing from side to side as she draws near, her worried visage soon tilts upwards towards him . . Pausing, she stares him in the eyes for a moment. Something . . Didn’t seem right.
Furrowing her eyebrows, she reaches up, pulling her sleeve over her hand before using it to wipe away some of the mess on his face, “You’re covered in shit . . Are you okay?” She had no idea what had gone down, and yeah . . She felt bad for whoever was splattered all over the room but, obviously they’d picked a fight with Cú or pissed him off terribly . . And once you pissed off a berserker, there was really nothing you could do . .