Cleansing and Comfort

Gangnam-gu: Seoul, South Korea - Moon Residence

Eun-Ji watched as Jae-Hoon went off and then stepped into the designated changing area, her combat attire clinging to her with a mix of dried Eldritch ichor and bits of the creature's grotesque remains. The outfit, designed for agility and protection, felt like a second skin. The flexible, lightweight material allowed for swift movements, yet beneath its surface lay hidden layers of reinforced padding, offering a shield against the perils of the secret world.

She unfastened the straps around her waist and upper thighs, feeling the weight of the hammers on her hips. "Insult & Injury" rested in their holsters, symbols of both destruction and order. Discarding the combat attire into a specially designed metal hamper, Eun-Ji activated the disinfecting and purifying cleaning cycle. The machine hummed to life, pulling the hamper container inside. It would take a while, but eventually it would erase the stains and odors that clung to the fabric; making it useable again.

Turning her attention to the weapons vault, Eun-Ji carefully placed the hammers in their designated slots. Each movement was precise, a ritualistic dance born from years of training. The vault door closed with a reassuring thud, securing the instruments of utility and pain until the next mission.

Eun-Ji then ventured further into the underground bunker, a floorplan of reinforced walls and state-of-the-art technology. The bunker, once a basic shelter, had evolved into a headquarters of sorts, equipped to handle the supernatural threats that lurked in the shadows. Computer terminals hummed with encrypted data, and surveillance screens displayed feeds from hidden cameras strategically placed throughout Seoul. There was also two years worth of food stored, enough for four people, should it ever come down to hiding away from an apocalyptical event.

Eun-Ji next made her way to the washroom. The simple bathroom itself was a haven of cleanliness, its tiles gleaming under soft lighting. The shower, a luxury she had been daydreaming about on their ride back, beckoned with the promise of cleansing.

Steam enveloped Eun-Ji as the hot water cascaded over her, washing away the remnants of the night's battle. She reveled in the sensation, letting the warmth seep into her bones. The soap, fragrant and soothing, mingled with the cleansing mist, creating an almost meditative atmosphere.

Emerging from the shower, Eun-Ji wrapped herself in a plush towel, her skin rejuvenated and free of the night's grime. She also wrapped her hair up into a smaller towel. Then she proceeded to her wardrobe, opting for casual attire – comfortable yet stylish. A loose-fitting top and fitted pants replaced the combat gear, and she slipped into cozy socks, grounding herself in the familiar routine of preparing for a night at home.

Back in the central area of the headquarters, Eun-Ji settled into a comfortable chair, the scent of clean clothes and the distant hum of machinery providing a backdrop to the evening. She could tell that Jae-Hoon had already finished and headed upstairs. Not yet ready to go up, Eun-Ji decided to turn on some classical music, close her eyes, and replay the frantic fight scene she had just experienced in her mind. She had trained her whole life it seemed for this night; however, no amount of training could have prepared her for the real thing.