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The shinigami from the 12th division placed Tsai down on one of the empty stretchers. It was quiet in the infirmary but it was loud outside. The sound of the alarm. Tsai had realized why he was ordered to returned, Seireitei was under attack. Another shinigami quickly came over to take a look over a Tsai. "He's just a bit exhausted, no broken bones, a few minutes of treatment should remove his fatigue and he should be as good as new," he heard a voice say. He was still drowsy as he lay on the stretcher. He could feel that he was begin hooked up to some equipment as he fell asleep real quickly. "The war...has...begun..." Tsai completely closed his eyes as his head rolled over to the side. He had fallen asleep. The shinigami from the 12th division left the infirmary, Tsai was pushed into a room by another shinigami who was assigned to the 4th division. There, the shinigami placed his zampakuto next to the stretcher and left Tsai alone until he awoke, heading outside.

Kaosu walked in, and sat himself down on a stretcher as motioned by a person there. He was met almost immediately by a nurse, who noted the wound on his face and the nice cut in his side. Then, cleaning the wounds with water and a sponge, Kaosu was asked to take off his shirt in order to reach the side wound more effectively. He did as he was told, and felt the rough sponge rubbing against the raw flesh. He winced a little before he saw a woman come up, with the air of someone important.

"My name is Yina. I am your doctor this day. Now, if you'l llet me see the wounds..." She looked over Kaosu's face and torse woith an examining eye. "Ah, rather superficial wounds. Right then, young..." she left a pause, seeing as how she didn't know the boy's name.

"Oh, I'm Kaosu. Hokosaki. Well Kaosu, we'll have you back out in a moment." The nurse took a position away from the table as the woman placed both plams on torso, muttering 'Ichiban a Chiyu, Chiyu no Ichi'. Immediately Kaosu saw a green light, and felt his skin latch together. He looked over and smiled, the wound was practically gone, and merely left a light scar in it's wake.

Then the doctor, Yina, placed yer palms on Kaosu's face and muttered the incantation again, and Kaosu could feel his lip close back together and his cheek realign. He opened his eye, and could finally see to the right.

Yina smiled, patting his shoulder. "All better?" She asked, and he nodded. She nodded in reply and said, "Good day, Kaosu, I hope to not see you again for quite some time."

Kaosu nodded as he jumped off the table. "Will do, m'am." He bowed, running out the door.

He had a newfound respect for healers, and quickly went to rejoin the battle.

It took time, but Ran managed to make it through the out skirts of Seireitei, holding Saigo on her back. Immediately, the girl was brought forward to an empty bed, and laid to rest there. The back of Ran's haori, where Saigo had been laying against it, had a bright red blossom of color, from the blood loss of the other woman.

"She needs help!" a call, before she stepped back, and tried to relieve herself of her haori, the stickiness of it clinging to her.

Meanwhile, the lotus on her back seemed to have drunk all of the blood clean in, and when she pivoted her haori to glimpse at it, she was stunned by the pure white imprint of the lotus amidst all the dark red. Staggering for a moment, she stole one last glance back at the young woman, and then at the others, before she was out again. The North Gate was handled. But the West Gate, judging from the reiatsu pressure there, that was where the real fight was.

Saigo is grateful to have been brought so far, but she's still curious about the woman whom helped her. She's about to call out and question her, even as she can only watch her leave. She thinks it strange to help the enemy so easily. When she hears footsteps, she quickly looks over to see another woman enter. This one seems to have been treating other patients, at least by the looks of her bloodstained hands and gi. She catches the stare when the red gi Saigo wears is noticed. She's not surprised. It's not something a shinigami of the Seireitei would wear.

Saigo grunts as Medixia, as she introduced herself, moves her hands and starts to carefully pull the cloth from her wound. She watches the skill this woman has. She's obviously done this before. No way she'd have theses eyes on her first day. At the same time, her reiatsu doesn't feel any different from her own. "She wouldn't be using control over reiatsu to hide her true strength?" Even as she questions herself, she decides to return the favor of an introduction. "Saigo... Kame Saigo. Pleased...to meet you." She hesitates for a moment, but it's enough to notice. She has no idea if she should mention that she's spent...who knows how long? in Jigoku.

Karite limped in using his sheath as a crouch apologizing to his spirt many times as he had the blade wrapped up in his Gi. He was bleeding pretty bad and his knuckles were all cut up. Not to mention his reiatsu was lower then he should have let it get. He was to exhausted to move more then he needed, so he stopped at the door. He looked forward and saw Ran, he remembered Ran's power from the hill and knew why she looked so clean. "Me..di..xia...you mind stitching me up.? I need to get back on the feild."

::Medixia smiles and chuckles at Saigo's reaction. It wasn't unexpected, of course. Even as Karite comes in, she doesn't pay him an immediate attention. Things would come as they come. She can't do any rush jobs. Of course, she also can't simply ignore somebody calling for help. With both eyes on Saigo's wound, she carefully begins inspecting the blade's point of entry and surrounding tissue. She needs to determine exactly what kind of damage has occured. As she's inspecting, she answers the new entry.::

Hai. Hai! Give me a moment; I'm still with a patient.

::Without a wasted moment, she quickly shuffles through her satchel with her clean hand. What she pulls out looks unusual for medical purposes, a piece of bark. Standing errect, she looks Saigo in the eyes.::

I need to seal that up, so I gonna have to ask you to take the upper portion of your gi off. If ya need privacy, I can get some certains or such.

::She knows most shinigami wear something, at least, under their uniforms. She doesn't want to assume anything, though. Besides, she's never seen a red gi.::

"Pfft..." Saigo sighs as she sits up. At least the pain's mostly gone. This Medixia character's pretty good, with that salve at least. She quickly opens the flaps to her gi and slides the upper portion down her body. Underneath are bandages wrapped tightly around her torso. Though they might be thought of as revealing, their nature indicates a design for combat. They are so tight they actually compact her chest, making her look much flatter than she is. In that effect, they aren't revealing because of how much of her torso they cover. Except where Keiji cut her. The bandages are torn and soaked in blood. "Do what'cha gotta do."

Saigo was used to glares, at least from Jigoku. She wasn't just targeted because she was the most innocent soul there. She was the least tainted, an easy target. How many tried to rape her before Aikou saved her? She'd respect and admire him if not for his reasoning. "I have an artistic talent?" Karite, a man she has yet to get a name for, didn't look at her with those eyes. Medixia, a woman standing there saving her, doesn't look at her with those eyes. The Seireitei Shinigam are so different from the Jigoku Shinigami and denizens. What of the Rukongai denizens? Would they be any different from Jigoku which she grew to loathe? With a sigh, she awaits Medixia's next order.