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atopthemusebox[The external wounds were dressed and healing, but the best doctors in Birchpointe couldn't heal Undyne's wounded pride. And for that matter, there wasn't really anything they could do about her newly impaired vision, either. So all they could do now was let her rest, which left her nothing else to do but sit in the dark kicking herself and contemplating her life. Neither she exactly wanted to do right now.
How could she be so stupid? One clumsy little slip-up she could easily have avoided if she wasn't so cocky. One mistake and now here she was in a hospital bed with a layer of gauze hiding where her left eye should be, pointedly ignoring the discharge paperwork on her bedside table. Nobody else was ever going to let her live this down, either. Maybe she could claim it happened in the Chaotic attack on base that several of her platoon were still recovering from, if she was convincing enough? She always was a bit of a braggart, and she kicked a lot of ass in that raid.
Not that it changed the fact that she had to figure out where to go from here. A soldier with no depth perception had no career there anymore. And that stung even worse...the military had been her life since she graduated from high school, and with one stupid fumble she ruined it for herself. What was she going to do now?
She sighed and sank into the way-too-soft pillow. Maybe if she got some sleep she'd find out this was all just a bad dream. If she even could fall asleep with the constant footsteps outside, the incessant beeping of the monitors by her head, and the unsettling knowledge that the door to her room was within her new blind spot...]
How could she be so stupid? One clumsy little slip-up she could easily have avoided if she wasn't so cocky. One mistake and now here she was in a hospital bed with a layer of gauze hiding where her left eye should be, pointedly ignoring the discharge paperwork on her bedside table. Nobody else was ever going to let her live this down, either. Maybe she could claim it happened in the Chaotic attack on base that several of her platoon were still recovering from, if she was convincing enough? She always was a bit of a braggart, and she kicked a lot of ass in that raid.
Not that it changed the fact that she had to figure out where to go from here. A soldier with no depth perception had no career there anymore. And that stung even worse...the military had been her life since she graduated from high school, and with one stupid fumble she ruined it for herself. What was she going to do now?
She sighed and sank into the way-too-soft pillow. Maybe if she got some sleep she'd find out this was all just a bad dream. If she even could fall asleep with the constant footsteps outside, the incessant beeping of the monitors by her head, and the unsettling knowledge that the door to her room was within her new blind spot...]
