@rakurxi continued
The Faunus on the gurney groans, reaching their left hand across their front under the long white coat they wore. Another coming from them as they press at themself, retracting the hand a moment after to look at their palm before seeming to sigh in relief. Though their sigh would be interrupted with a burst of coughing from under the mask and a muttered curse following. Their hands almost desperately moving to remove the large weapon from their back, lifting the strap of the sheathe up and over the mask on their head to rest it behind them.
Taking hold of their mask with the freed hand, the horn briefly shrinks away beneath with an opening left in it's place. Lifting the mask off their head to set it at the foot of the gurney before they cough some more. The horn taking it's shape proper again amid the fit, though it ends abruptly with a cut end on the core piece instead of a tapered end like the two branched pieces along it. Short black hair that just barely begins to grey by it's ends just above the shoulders. Fresh scar over her right eye, another on her left cheek, a bit of blood at the corner of her mouth which she wipes at with her thumb once her coughing ends. Cursing under breath as she picks the mask up to look inside it, cursing again as she does.
