Ren - Involuntary mud bath
She was slightly taken aback by Isaiah's sudden outburst, it somehow felt unlike him. She tried to voice her opinion "Hey, wait a minu-" but Isaiah was on a rampage and cut her short, not wanting any backtalk. She gritted her teeth in anger and deliberately didn't make eye contact as the man approached her. She had expected this to be the end of his little rampage, he'd made his point towards the newbies "Hey guys look at me, I can be a rough guy as well". Instead he pushed it even further, not only sending her to the obstacle course alone, but in her underwear?
Once again she tried her best to intervene "Whoa wha-" but was this time cut short more violently, as Isaiah pushed her back into her room, causing her to stumble. She blinked a few times as she regained her footing The fuck is his problem? she thought as she quickly grabbed her shoes. For a fleeting second she thought about quickly putting on some pants, but that seemed like admitting she was at fault here and she was in no way giving him that pleasure. So she took her shoes and went back outside, giving Isaiah a cold glare that would put the arctics to shame, and brushed past him, making sure to clip his shoulder as she did.
Obviously she got a few odd looks from the various Celsius employees, who were either just rounding up their late night shift, or starting their early morning one. But she didn't care, she was seething with anger at this point and it was a good thing that nobody decided to ask why she was walking these hall in her underwear, because she was liable for murder right now. Luckily there weren't that many people out at this time.
Her mood did not improve when she finally did get to the obstacle course, for one very big reasons. "My, my, my, is this what we consider official dress code these days?" Dr. Shaw semi-jokingly said as he checked her out from top to bottom, not really trying to hide it. Ren was clenching her teeth hard enough to give any dentist a heart attack. "Not a fucking word Shaw, not a fucking word." she hissed at the man with so much vile, it even made him raise his clipboard in defense. Honestly, him? Of all the fucking people, him? That was a low blow by Isaiah, very low. "Let's just get this over with." She said as she put on her shoes and walked towards the start of the course.
Dr. Shaw coughed, regaining something of his original stature. "Right, I won't ask why you're dressed... or undressed like that. Just run the course a few times, I'll tell you when you can stop." He said as he moved towards the observer station, where he would have a good view over the entire course.
She had run this course so many times now, she could run it blindfolded. Not that she wanted to give Shaw any ideas. Of course, running it in your underwear was something different all together, and she was not looking forward to it. The mud chafed and felt cold and running without a sportsbra was just painful. But she bit the bullet, even with Shaw's jeers about making this regular or that the other girls should be joining in. If this had been any other day, maybe she would've even enjoyed this in some strange way. As long as it had been her own choice, not forced on her as some form of sick punishment.
She had no idea for how long she had been running now, but Shaw finally whistled. "Okay my mudbunny, that's enough." He came down from the observatory to meet up with Ren, who at that point was thoroughly covered with mud and had scrapes and bumps all over her body. He was smart enough not to push his luck any further, given that Ren was more likely to rip him apart. "Clean up and meet the rest of the team in the briefing room." He simply said and turned around, leaving Ren to herself.
Ren noted that by now almost an hour had passed, and that her anger still hadn't diminished even a little. In fact, all the mud only made it worse. And she couldn't even take a shower here, since she had brought no clean cloths, meaning that she had to drag her mud covered ass all the way back to the barracks, to shower in her own bathroom. By now more people were up, all watching the odd mud covered woman smear the once so pristine halls. By the time she finally arrived at her own room, the others were long gone.
The shower helped little in easing her mood, the water only washing off the mud to show the many scrapes she now donned. But she tried to calm down, she really tried. Isaiah had all the rights to reprimand her for her actions, but this seemed too much, much more personal. She sat down in the shower stall, letting the water run over her head as she collected her thoughts. Obviously she couldn't do anything against Isaiah, no matter how much she wanted to. He was her superior officer. So she had to swallow this bitter pill and don't complain about it. "Fucking asshole."
She entered her bedroom again and sat down on the bed, still damp from the shower. She pulled her revolver from under her pillow, it wasn't there because she was paranoid or something, it helped her sleep and force out the bad dreams. It was a talisman of some sorts. She spun the chamber around a few times, enjoying the ticking sound and the heavy weight of the piece, before looking up. Across the room was a life sized mirror, where she could see herself. It was such a strange sight, not even a year ago a completely different woman had stared back at her. One who's eyes still had some tint of life to them. She hardly remembered her. Now, the only one staring back at her was a woman who'd spend 8 months in an underground hole and still hadn't managed to make a single friend. She raised the gun and pointed it at her reflection. "Bang, you're dead and no one would shed a tear." she mumbled before lowering the gun and decided to get dressed.
By the time she finally joined the others in the briefing room, she still hadn't exactly cooled down, but she was very quiet. At least Isaiah wasn't there yet, so she had no reason to lunge into a murderous rage. It was in everybody's own safety that they'd best avoid her for now.
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