Captain's Room

by Guest December 2nd 2008, 7:18 pm

3rd Division Captain's Room

Deciding it was better to be inside the room, instead of out, Hana pushed aside the sliding doors. Instantly, she was hit with the smell of man, a strange combination of sweat and cologne. Musky, but not offensive. The second thing she noticed was that her captain was nowhere to be found. Her assumption hadn’t been correct when she travelled from her own room in order to find him.
Maybe he stepped out, she thought. I wouldn’t do much harm to wait for him here.
Stepping inside, her bare feet came in contact with a hardwood floor, shined to absolute perfection; so bright that it reflected the light of the moon coming in from the open French doors at the far side of the room; curtains billowing in the slight breeze that wafted in. Her eyes continued along the perimeter, spotting several large bookcases filled with hardcover texts, many of them old and brittle. Many of them priceless and mere relics only meant to be consulted during the direst of times. Her violet eyes came to rest on the large wooden desk that took up most of the space. On it were papers, scattered haphazardly as though the captain had been disturbed and was drawn away from his work. The pen rolled as the breeze picked up. All in all it was a simple room, though she wouldn't expect anything less from her captain.
Figuring that he wouldn’t readily leave his things in such disarray, Hana took a seat on the couches in the centre of the room. They were stiff and lumpy, only really meant to be used a decorations. It was difficult to find the right comfortable position and though it took her a while, she finally found it by half laying and half sitting. In any case, it would have to do for the time being until her captain returned from wherever he was so that she could speak to him.