We must SCIENCE ((Hanji+Reader))

“Ah!(Name)! You’re back!” Hanji gasped, getting up from her seat at the dinner table, the chair screeched back as she saw Combat Medic (f/n l/n) walk into the mess hall. (Name) was called into the walls to help take care of a surgical procedure for one of the elites. She was out for several days. (Name’s) readily prepared skill in first aid on expeditions and trauma care within the base was superseded by her ability as a surgeon.

Always she was attentive and had an eye for details. Those with morbid curiosity witnesses her mend, amputate, graft, and/or sew looked on as if watching great art being created. Her fingers were swift and stomach was thought to be made of iron as she witnessed the most grotesque injuries in her 7 year career with the Survey Corps. The talented medic was fascinated with the human body, especially when under the strains of hard training, debilitating digestion system issues, appendages ripped off from Titan’s mouths and hands, and limited nutritional intake. In fact the fascination could very well be perceived as obsession since she, under guise and secrecy, attended medical autopsies in the dead of night without the knowledge of the M.P and church.    

(Name) heard Hanji shout and looked over. She gave a short wave before going to get dinner. Since she wasn't an officer she sat with the other combat medics, they formed their own little group just as the cadets have. Hanji lamely excused herself and rushed over to (Name’s) table. “(Name)! (Name)! It’s great to have you here!” she patted the medic’s shoulder happily. (Name) looked up over her shoulder at Hanji and gave a light smile. Even though they rarely had chances to talk and interact (Name) figured that it was alright since there was always something new to exchange with each other. Even though she loved and enjoyed her profession she always liked hearing and reading Hanji's research. 

Hanji nudged one of the medics over so she can sit down.

“Thank you, Hanji. I’m sort of relieved to be back. I was starting to miss the cacophony of the corps.” She chuckled.

 “Did they treat you well over there? Did they feed you? Did you sleep in nice quarters?” Hanji fretted over her as she poked and prodded at her.

 “I-I’m fine, Hanji. Really.” (Name) nervously smiled as she lightly swatted away the brunette’s hand from her forearm and face.

“They were skeptical at first since it’s very rare for a combat medic to take house calls. I didn't realize that I was good enough a surgeon to be recommended for something like that. But I was there, elbows deep in this big wigs blocked up small intestines squeezing out fecal matter for hours. The worst part was getting to it, had to cut away all that fat.”

Only a few medics scrunched their noses at the mention. However those at the table behind (Name), that was full of cadets, suddenly stopped eating, and lost their appetites.

“Never afraid to stick those hands anywhere,(Name)! That’s what this corps needs from you! Did they pay you good money? The guy must have been loaded to hire all those doctors.”

“There were 3 surgeons, 5 nurses, and other medic specialists so you would think that, but no.” she took a bite of bland stew. “The fat bastard jipped on my pay. I got the least, but it was enough to buy various fruits for the kitchen here and some strong anesthetics for my fellow medics and I to use.” She then shrugged. She then looked at Hanji and noticed that she was lightly squirming in her seat. (Name) folded her arms on the table and hummed.

“So what has our esteemed Titan expert and researcher found while I was away?”

Hanji then slapped her hands onto the table and stood up. “It’s such a great forward step! It’s a huge one! And it’s just-My god it’s amazing! Titan’s movements are powered so much differently than what our cells do!” she started to giggle excitedly, if not border lining on the crazy. Hanji then grabbed (Name’s) hand and gripped it hard in her fervor. “It’s something I need to show you! Come,(Name)!” she yanked her up with ease. (Name) almost spilled her cup of water. “We must SCIENCE!”

“R-Right now, Hanji?!” (Name) gasped as she looked at her food forlornly. “I haven’t finished my meal yet!”

With her free hand the Titan fanatic scooped up the bowl and with it motioned to the doors. “Only true geniuses can eat and science at the same time!” she then started to drag (Name) out of the mess hall until Levi stalked his way towards them.

“You, shitty-glasses.” He glowered. “You can’t take food with you into your mess ridden shit storm you call a lab.” He then began to reach for the bowl.

“Nope!” Hanji moved it up away from his reach and dashed out with a laugh with (Name) in tow. “I and (Name) are going to science! You do not possess the proper cognitive ability to understaaaaannnnddddd~!”