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If the grunt hadn't been so scared for her life, she would have probably found the situation rather comical. Instead, she looked up just in time to see Seth slip and reflexed instantly to help him, but stopped after one step when she saw him catch himself. Oh man, things were not good.

"I-I really am sorry, sir." She stuttered out, staring at him in fear. Oh man, why was it she always had bad luck?

Watching as Seth stomped off, Kofuku felt a little relief on her; she's survived! And then, her rotten luck came crashing down on her again. Seth was walking with her bucket on his foot... and he was walking in the direction of the supplies closet, where the other buckets and the mops would be.

Silently crying on the inside, she gave a heavy sigh and followed after him, cursing mentally. Slipping a little, but managing to keep her balance for the most part, she only hoped that Seth wasn't going to notice that she was behind him. The last thing she needed was for him to think that she was following him now.

Of course he noticed her; this was Kofuku, the grunt who right at this moment was pretty sure she had the worst luck in the history of history. Pointing to the bucket on his foot, Kofuku chose her words carefully.

"I needed to get a new bucket and a mop from the supply closet sir." Her finger then shifted from his bucketed foot to a thin door a little farther down the hall to prove her point. "Same direction as you were going." 'As misfortune would have it.' She added silently to herself, watching grimly as he pulled the bucket off. Oh, that thing was so going to be aimed at her head, she just knew it.

Her body reacted quickly to the projectile bucket, since she'd already been slightly prepared for it. Hand reaching up and forward, she grabbed at the rim of the bucket.. and wince as the bucket spun a little right before her finger tips and smacked rather painfully into her hand and then started twirling. Eyes widening, she quickly shot a second hand out, fumbling a bit with the bucket before she finally secured it by wrapping her arms around it and curling her body around it to hug it. Of course, this put her in a rather off balanced position, and she stumbled a couple of steps before regaining herself.

"Thank you sir." Giving him a bow of her head, she walked past him to get to the supply closet with her heart pounding audibly in her ears; she still needed that mop...

Opening the door to the supply closet, Kofuku just stood there for a moment, staring blankly into it as she took a trembling breath. Alive. She was alive and she had no idea how she'd managed to get through another encounter with Seth since the officer clearly disliked her. The bucket being chucked at her head was more than enough proof that it still held true.

Finally snapping back to reality, she blinked a few times, then grabbed a mop to get to work. She needed to work quickly before someone else slipped on the spill. "And then after that, I need to find Dr. Reyard." She muttered under her breath, talking more to herself than to anyone else.

"Cripes!" Kofuku yelped out at the sound of Reyard's voice. Jumping a bit, she dropped her bucket and mop, wincing at the clang and crash that resulted from it. Placing a hand over her heart, she took a few breaths, feeling it thumping quickly in her chest. Bending down, she quickly picked up the bucket and mop, then looked at the doctor with a small smile. "Gave me a near heart attack..."

Taking the papers into her free hand, she attempted to read what the top one said, but gave up in order to listen to her words. Listening intently, she felt her face turn a serious. "I see... I understand not reaching rank of Elite, and honestly that wouldn't bother me if I could succeed at this. But, exactly how often would I be allowed on missions? I mean, aren't there trained field medics?" Considering the last mission and the injuries that came from it, she would have thought that having a Agent, or even a Grunt, that was knowledgeable in addressing such serious injuries would have been wanted and welcomes in case of emergencies.

Brow furrowed in thought, Kofuku nodded, her face serious; a rarity for anyone who's spent a few good and long days with the girl. "I see..." Adjusting the papers in her arm, she paused and stared at the Doctor when physicals was mentioned, her face turning a bright red. "O-oh, really?" Immediately, her thoughts wondered off to Panther, and she couldn't help but grin a little.

Her grin faded as she snapped herself back with a reality check, and she gave Reyard another serious look. "Do you think, in your honest opinion, that I would be able to do well at this." It was important for her to know this; if the Doctor didn't think she could do well as a nurse, then it wouldn't make much sense to try and have to give up on missions. As it was, Seth already considered her useless, so why would she want to have another person label her as the same thing in another subject?

Immediately, her cheeks turned bright red. "I hadn't meant it like that, Ma'am." The last thing she'd meant to do was insult the Doctor; this woman had to be beyond basics smarts.

Biting her lip, she fell silent as she thought about what this could mean. It was a huge change from what she'd been going for when she'd first joined, and she'd never even considered being a nurse to be a possibility. Not to mention that for once, there was someone who thought she actually could succeed at something. Everything was so tempting, but at the same time, she knew that she needed to think things over.

"Would it be all right with you if I gave this some time to think over? This is just so sudden. I really hadn't even thought about this as being a possibility." Looking at Dr. Reyard hopefully, she offered a small smile. "I can give you an answer by the end of tomorrow's shift."