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 Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 5:14 am
((The battle was confusing so someone needs to explain the battle in simple English... XD)) Kei Aoi
Fourth Division, Fourth Seat
Kei smiled and then shook his head in response to Reikai's question. He continued checking her for a moment until he smiled back at her after a soft sigh. "Well, you're free to go, Reikai-san. However, I suggest that you soften the reitasu release from here on to several days; it may make your wound to open again." He said and then stood up, fixing the equipments. It was only a matter of moments when Kasen entered the room bringing Maikeru (whom seem to be struggling for something) and was followed by Nexo; the trio once again.
Kei took a sigh as he helped Kasen bring Maikeru in one of the clean cots of the healing room. Then, with a swift motion, Kei dashed to Nexo and also put him in one of the beds. He took a sigh and then stared at Kasen thinking once again that it might be his fault but there was no time for blaming again and it wouldn't fix everything. He turned to Nexo as he was the one who seem to be more out of shape with his groggy walks; he checked the wound in his chest and gave the man a frown.
"You know, Nexo-sama, I might not be all surprised if one day you ended up in the Mortuary Ward instead of the Healing Ward, y'know." Kei said at him and then shook his head in disapproval.
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 5:45 am
((Nexo's attacks were clear to me, Maikeru on the other hand....))
"It's amazing that even without me, you two seem to get each other critically injured." Kasen said as he looked at Kei who was helping the two currently. "What would happen if Evil-taicho saw this, she may be able to help, but would not be happy." Kasen said as he remembered the look of Evil's eyes when he was injured, something that realized the importance of life and his own life to others. "Maikeru, you need to be careful with dealing with things you don't know of. Nexo, don't underestimate your opponent and let him get close for the kill." Kasen said as it was probably a weird thing to give combat advice in a healing room, but he needed to tell them that so they would realize how to keep alive. Walking over to the wall where Nexo was, Kasen leaned upon it and looked at them with neither sorrow or anger, but simply an emotionless face as he waited for them to get healed.
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 6:23 am
"Really!?! Ya mean it??? Yes!!! I havn't eaten in DAYS!!" Maikeru couldn't help it, he couldn't help alot of things, but this one he enjoyed, he liked food....especially jello.
"I was being careful...ok no I wasn't but it was still fun. Hey Nexo, first blood next time?"
Without waiting for a reply Maikeru layed back on his pillow and began quietly whistling a tuneless song.
((lol I'm pretty sure everyone was confused by it, I think, and correct me if I"m wrong Nexo, bnut I ended up with a shallow cut along my arm that is already likely clotting up some, my legs ended up with black thread things exploding around them i guess, i don't know what effect that would have you'll have to ask nexo. Nexo ended up with the stab wound in the chest where he ripped out the dagger, and maybe various other small cuts and punctures I can't remember tht are very superficial damage if any.))
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 8:28 am
((Think of the threads like a water balloon wrapped around your legs, it explodes instead of water, you get burning dark reiatsu.))
"I'm starting to wonder if someone spiked his food last time?" Nexo said in the bed as he looked at the ceiling for a moment as he listened to them talk. "Well, looks like we need to get healed quickly, otherwise Maikeru is gonna go on a rampage without his food.." Nexo said laughing a bit as he looked at Kei before returning his sights on the ceiling. "Eh, I'm not wanting to go to the Mortuary, there's dead people there..."
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 5:52 pm
Reikai nodded, smiling weakly. "I'll try, Kei-sama." She got out of bed after he finished checking her. "Thank you again, Kei-sama." She said, bowing before going over to Maikeru, Nexo, and Kasen. "Heh...Even when we're not training together, somehow we still end up in here together..." She mused, a bit amused at the situation.
||Maikeru reminds me of my best friend. He loves to eat xD||
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 10:44 pm
"I think Maikeru has a natural magnet in his body for these kinds of situations." Kasen said as he looked at Maikeru before setting his eyes on Reikai. "Better Reikai-chan?" As he looked at her standing up a bit as she apparently was patched up by Kei. "We will go eat at the Tenth Squad's bar, luckily it has some food that will make Maikeru happy enough." Kasen said as he waited patiently for the two to get better.
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 1:14 am
Kei Aoi
Fourth Division, Fourth Seat
Kei just finished cleaning Nexo's wounds when the conversation drifted into food. This was nothing for Kei however, they needed to consider that this was the healing room and the patient's welfare in health is at risk. Talking to these people would only result some unexpected effects and they would cause panic. And when everyone panics, well, it was a basic thought what would happen next. He ended the treatment of Nexo's chest with a large bandage over his wound and then gave him a frown.
Kei then dashed to Maikeru and then gave him a tap of his shoulders, implying him to pay attention. Then, the FOurth Division healer checked his arms and legs. Kei winced slightly as he saw the wounds and burns and managed to snap a look at Nexo and around them. "Please, this is a healing room not a cafeteria to talk about food. Kasen, you should know better." He said and then blushed furiously as he mentioned Kasen. He turned to Maikeru's wounds after that without saying another word.
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 6:59 am
Maikeru glanced at Kei before leaning back and pillowing his hands behind his head on the pillow. "I'm alrite man, I swear, a couple tubes of IcyHot, more Icy then Hot I'm thinking, and I'm good to go. By the way, it's a proven fact that chicken noodle soup has magical healing properties, if it does, why not other foods? As a healer in the Fourth Division I beleive it is your sworn duty to research such things in case they turn out correct."
Maikeru cracked an eyelid peering at Reikai and Kasen, "We seem to be in the same 'class' in out squad, it's only natural we all get our a**es kicked together. Kasen? If they got Jello, and maybe some pancakes, I'll be good."
((kk, I was quite curious about tht thanks Nexo.))
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 7:54 am
Kei Aoi
Fourth Division, Fourth Seat
Kei stopped and then closed his eyes. He took a sigh and then thoughts of different ideas popped into his mind. Oh no, he hoped that it goes along well with Maikeru. "Yes, we have researched about that, Maikeru-san, along with the Twelfth Division most likely. And I've never heard of Chicken Noddle Soup having 'magical properties'. It's all in the head Maikeru-san. The more the brain thinks about getting well soon, then the body follows just like the brains thinks of. However, even if one is fed with good quality food and possibly the 'healing' ones, and the brain thinks it cannot recover from a said sickness or wound, then feeding that person is no use at all. It's in the strength of the mind of a person whether to fully recover or not." He said and then poured alcohol in the wounds that scattered all around Miakeru's legs. Well, that's what Kei thought about healing anyways.
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 10:44 am
"You think it's psychosomatic? I'm sorry but I must disagree, you see the combination of different herbs and spices added to the soup such as thyme and sage, have throughout history, been used as herbal remedies and medicines. As Chicken Noodle Soup has these relatively weak concentrations of healing items, why not foods with higher concentrations, would they not help more?" Maikeru smiled smugly at his chance to sound intelligent.
The alcohol his his legs and he stiffened, looking at the bottle of rubbing alcohol, " You sterilized that stuff right?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 11:06 am
Kei Aoi
Fourth Division, Fourth Seat
Kei snapped a look at Maikeru this time his image obviously irritated. With a strong swift motion fomr the Fourth Division healer, he put a white medical tape across his mouth without asking for his permission. "Now, enough talking. You wouldn't be able to do smart-talking if you died because of infection because I didn't properly clean this wound mainly because of your excessive loquaciousness." Kei said stiffly, wiping an unusual amount of alcohol in his wounds thus obviously sending him a strong jolt of pain. Serves him right for him to stay still. "You talk too much, Maikeru-san. And remember, this is the healing room. Though Kasen and your squad mates are here..." Kei stared at him. "We still have jurisdiction over you..."
Then, Kei continued on his work without another word until he began covering the wounds with the bandage. "Now, I want you stay still and be quiet. You can manage that, Maikeru, yes?" Kei said and then turned to their equipment cabinet and began to fix the things he used in fixing Nexo and Maikeru.
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 8:47 pm
Maikeru managed to smile even with the tape holding the lower part of his face imobile.
He would obey Kei, all the man had to do was ask nicely, did noone understand that? So he began focusing, furrowing his brow, hoping with enough concentration he would achieve telekinesis and have a crutch on the far wall tap out what he wished to say in morse code.
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 11:06 pm
Patients Name: Herieo Tenmoni
Squad of Patient: 2nd Squad
Patients Injuries: A fully singed right arm, with minuscule cuts trailing every nook and cranny of the limb. There's also a rather large gash on the left shoulder, and the wounds been open for slightly more then an hour; this specific wound never did drip too much blood, so loss isn't an issue. Also, along his chest, are sprawled about bruises; it looks as if he's been hit repetitively in the chest and forearms by blunt objects. Other wounded area's include: The face (small cuts, blood trail starting from the hairline above right eye), the left leg (mid-sized slit about half a foot long on the front), and back (all along it are small pinholes where the impact of what seems to be hundreds of small blade-shards made contact; this wound is probably the largest of them all, coming in close beside the singed arm).
Purpose for Visit/Patient Statement: "I kicked the asses of four rebel shinigami, all with there shikai released.. AND AT THE SAME ******** TIME! I swear, you shoulda' seen'em comin' from all angles. They had hordes of mini blades, funny shaped katanas, flame throwers and stone bracers! Nothing I couldn't handle though.. just gimme some band-aids or somethin' so I can get back to the squad."
Other Useful Info:
1st Note: Patient is docile, but can become slightly.. dangerous. His spiritual pressure readings are above average, and the badge hanging on his tattered belt (,which is actually his shirt, which was ripped during combat and now functions as a belt,) is a brown plate with the 2nd squad symbol on it; this obviously implies that he is the squad' vice captain and has been for about.. two hours. [?]
2nd Note: Patient requires somewhat emergency care.. In fact, it's a wonder how he even got here alone, with all those wounds and bruises! This specific patient may just as well be a monster of some sort and should be handled/approached with extreme caution. Despite his appearance as a normal teenage boy (which he actually is) he should be approached without confusion.
3rd Note: Shinigami requires a new uniform, but refuses to where the normal one; he will not change unless given the outfit requested. This outfit is a slight alteration of the original outfit, with a V-Neck styled opening and shorted sleeves. Right now, all he has is the tattered bottom half of his uniform, with no sandals or socks. His upper body is in plain sight, as the upper part of his uniform now functions as a belt-like skirt layered above his lower regions.----
Slowly, the door to the medical building opened and a tattered battle-damaged Shinigami stepped through the doorframe. This particular boy had an aura about him that screamed he was new to the Seireitei. His wounds, however, said he was already accustom to there every-day actions. The boy had just come from a mission and stumbled here, having heard rumor this place could help patch'em up. In his right hand was a clipboard, writing scribbled in each form with a neat female's handwriting. On it, his wounds were described by someone he'd gotten to do so for him. Not that it wasn't visible of course.. Th boy had several gashes on different locations of his body, his right arm was singed from shoulder blade to finger tips and then he had several bloody pinholes on that same arm! One of his legs was dripping blood onto the floor, and his less damaged arm's shoulder was also beginning to leak and drip lightly to form it's own minuscule puddle. The boy was smiling as he entered the room in silence. He soon broke this calm state, comedically shouting out with a livid tone. "MEDIC?! Man in need of medical attention.. Stop whoever the ******** your patchin' up, and get on o'er here to help the more important son of'a b***h!" A sarcastic aura covered the boys words as he giggled once or twice after finishing his statement; he followed this with a slap of the knee, bending over and continuing his laugh from this position. "Jus' kiddin', jus kiddin'.. Where's the guy with the band-aid box, so I ken' help myself..?" He seemed a bit more serious now, smiling with both eyes closed lightly. Looking at him, one could wonder how the hell he got here on his own..? He seemed as though he were too damaged to walk.. let alone even opening a door. While he awaited a response to his joke and comment, he looked around the room spotting several people; not many of them caught his attention, so he held the arm that he was carrying the clipboard in an simply awaited someone to come and take it from him. While he did this, his head swiveled in an attempt to make eye contact with each person. The second to last person he decided to look at was the young woman, causing him to give a brief wink. After that, he quickly moved his gaze to the back of the head of the man in the cabinet somewhere across the room; something said he might be the one helping him!
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 8:31 am
Kei Aoi
Fourth Division, Fourth Seat
Kei Aoi was nearly done with fixing the equipments he used in patching Maikeru and the others when another person came in for healing. When Kei turned to the new patient, he nearly jumped in astonishment to his bloodied body. Arms and legs of this man was brutally wounded all over as if cutting him once was not enough. The Fourth Division member couldn't help but put his hand over his mouth to see the grotesque figure of the man. However, he knew that this man needed help at once; it was quite startling that he made it here in the healing room alive. Kei then dashed at the man after he playfully winked at Reikai (as it looked).
Without further ado, Kei assisted the man at one of the cots of the healing room without saying a word to him. This man looked like someone who talked too often, just like Maikeru. He frowned slightly as he went to get the equipments in patching up the new patient. When he came back, he brought a lot of things from bandages to cottons to lots of alcohol. Kei also took during those times his application form and saw his new patient's name, Herieo Tenmoni. Hmmm... Strange name, he thought. He sat beside Herieo's bed (on right side) and then began to work on his right arm.
"I want to tell you 'good day' but I guess you had enough to not be told one." Kei gently said as he began to clean the wound with alcohol. "Please hold, this will hurt for a while." He warned Herieo and then poured some alcohol in his wounds. "I'm sorry if it was told to you but please keep your silence while in this room, Herieo-sama; we've got some people here taking a rest too." He paused and then gave Maikeru a glance, emphasizing the sentence to the latter man. Kei winced slightly as he began to work on Herieo's right arm. How was it even possible that the man's alive?
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 9:06 am
Herieo simply allowed himself to be led to the cot, sitting there with a slightly dumbfounded look as the man came to help him immediately. He could help but wonder why he'd come so fast with the other people in the room.. That was of course because he was nearly oblivious to the pain. This effect was, after all, a part of his Zanpakuto constant-release abilities; Fiery. The technique was activated self consciously before the battle and it's rush of what was likely a mixture of adrenaline and spiritual energy could probably keep a bull wreaking havoc for a few hours. "Whatever, I don't mind stayin' silent.." His single comment was slightly mumbled as he turned his head away. In sync with the turn, the boy put alcohol onto his arm wounds; his left eyebrow perked up, and he seemed slightly confused. Pain? What is this? Am I supposed to.. like.. respond? No? Ok. Surprisingly, the boy had gave no reaction to what was supposed to be a jolt of pain. Further proving that he was in fact.. A monster of some sort. This might bother anyone but the boy at hand, but really.. it was no big deal for this specific Shinigami; it only hurt when he got stabbed a hundred bazillion times in the back, really.. "So these people must be the healer medic thingy people..? From the looks of it, this place also functions as a whole division. Hm, maybe they have this whole 'Healer' theme goin' on, just like how miss Emily's base element is stealth." He pondered this silently, his left arm bending so that he may res tit on his knee, then put his chin into the open palm. He looked kinda bored with the treatment, though it'd just began. He could help but be slightly nosy, staring at the other individuals in the room for a second round.. They all looked kinda weird, and not like healers.. He could only expect that they were from another division; too bad he only knew there was at least four.
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