After a good walking distance, Simon finally makes his way into the administrative building, blonde hair flowing behind him without the carefully-done braid to support it, and his bangs framing his face. His clothing was mostly intact, aside from a few cuts here and there from shrapnel. Some of the corners were scorched too, courtesy of that explosion. Other than that though he was in surprisingly good condition, something that he did not expect to be in after getting involved in combat. They were fortunate that their opponent was inexperienced both in use of the beast inside of them and in contrast to overall power.
It was still a fight that didn't come without its risks though, especially at the end of it. By the time his adrenaline had died down he was still fairly surprised that Yagami had actually been spared, since Simon was expecting that he'd have to end up fighting until those clones dispersed. That probably would've officially knocked him out for the count, though that didn't address the fact that he had without a doubt passed out when he was being carried back to the village.
With his flak jacket still beneath the coverage of his sweater and furred coat, Simon could relax in not showing off his ranking for the time being. After all, he had yet to really start being honest as of yet about his identity, and where he stood as far as capabilities went. The male strides on forward to knock on the double doors leading directly into the managing Mizushima's office, before pushing on through. He heads on inward at a slow pace now that he was finally there, waiting for the rest of the team to make their entrance so the debriefing could start.
"We're back."
It was still a fight that didn't come without its risks though, especially at the end of it. By the time his adrenaline had died down he was still fairly surprised that Yagami had actually been spared, since Simon was expecting that he'd have to end up fighting until those clones dispersed. That probably would've officially knocked him out for the count, though that didn't address the fact that he had without a doubt passed out when he was being carried back to the village.
With his flak jacket still beneath the coverage of his sweater and furred coat, Simon could relax in not showing off his ranking for the time being. After all, he had yet to really start being honest as of yet about his identity, and where he stood as far as capabilities went. The male strides on forward to knock on the double doors leading directly into the managing Mizushima's office, before pushing on through. He heads on inward at a slow pace now that he was finally there, waiting for the rest of the team to make their entrance so the debriefing could start.
"We're back."
