......... I figured..... But it's ok. I'll just make it apparent now.
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Misaki bit her lip as her shoulder throbbed in pain. She had taken some painkillers she had on her, but they weren't helping too much. The others seemed to have forgotten about her injury, with all of the news and such, and she would keep it that way. The group had enough on their hands to worry about, and her shoulder would just add more to the ever growing pile. But she had to be careful. She had already overexerted herself by trying to act normal (which meant glomping, hugging, being cheerful, etc.) and if she did something stupid, she could potentially hurt herself more. She tried her best to ignore the pain and to focus on the conversation, but she had never had much tolerance towards pain. Nervously, she glanced down at her shoulder and mentally sighed out of relief since it looked normal. Remembering she needed to go change the bandages, she said, "I'll be right back; I'm going to the bathroom."
Legend asked, "Do you want me to come with you? After all, it may not be safe to go alone."
Misaki reassured, "Don't worry! I have my gun on me, so I'll be fine!"
Before anyone could protest, she exited the room and hastily walked down the hall and into the bathroom. She entered a stall before removing her shirt and unwrapped her bandage. She winced as she saw the skin around where she was shot had turned a variety of blues and purples. She took out a wash cloth she had in her pocket before opening the stall door cautiously. See that it was safe, she exited the stall and turned on the faucet before holding the cloth underneath. After holding it underneath the water for a few seconds and making sure it was soaked, she entered the stall again once more. She gently dabbed the wound carefully before taking out a bottle of disinfection that she had stolen from room. She paused momentarily before spraying the wound. She let out a small hiss of pain as she shoulder began to sting. Misaki took a few deep breaths before getting the new bandages out and slowly redressed the injury. She had gotten lucky that it was her left shoulder that had gotten shot and not her right. There would be a lot more difficulties if it had been her right shoulder, being right-handed and such. After making sure her bandages were secure, she slipped back on her shirt, made sure not to leave anything behind and walked back to the room where everyone was, acting as if nothing had happened.
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Yep, kinda useless, but it's just to remind people that I'm kinda injured.... I'm not going to be hugging people left and right if I'm hurt...