Were on of those typical days, but she couldn't lose that stupid smiled she wore more than six straight hours. She ran her slim fingers over the reams of paper that covered the table. With a simple movement rubbed her eyes, had failed to sleep the previous nights, a nap of 30 minutes was everything she could have during the chaotic work. She worked alone, did not want an assistant, as if it tangle her more and the chores division made her feel strange. Took the cup of coffe and from one seep she drank the whole cup. Paera slam the cup on the table and throw her hands in the coat. Felt her fingers frozen, and wanted another cup so she began, to leave her room -which she didn't leave it for two straight days- for the first time. She caught her hair in a messy bun with strands of hair falling along the face line, her dark copper eyes examine everything that was new.
She took another cup of coffe and sip from it fast. "Another long nights ?" A man asked her and Paera only nodded in response. When the alarm bells and klaxons starting blaring she began to light at her face and smiled wide. As she crossed her fingers she barely caught a guardian to be her messenger. "Hey - she catch him by the arm- go to 2nd Infantry Division, Julius Ragnarson and ask him if he can get me a surprise !" She spoke with a childish tone and pat the man on the shoulder. Among the other guardians Paera was like the only one who waited for something like this to happen, last time she didn't had the mere change to get a Night Terror.
She began to hopping while she dreamed of a lab partner to make some tests on it. As she rubbed her hands together in a strange bliss she went straight to the nursery. As the last person that took care of the injured, strangely just vanished from the view she had something extra on the list, but love it because kept her mind and body busy.
She couldn't help herself, seconds were passing but for her were like hours. Felt like going crazy Paera wanted to taste the adrenaline that flew in the air, a cold air filled with fear and hope. She clapped her hands together as she stared, more likely proud at the group of people before her eyes.