The Return! (Private)

ushing through the streets of Seireitei, Nanami ran alongside the hell butterfly she had received minutes before. Already prepared to treat this injured "Fuurinji" she had brought her entire medical kit with her, which expanded upon her ability as a medical shinigami to allow her to stabilize the patient with injuries as dire as it sounded. Nanami prided herself in the speed at which she could respond to situations like this, and soon found herself outside of Seireitei, running through the somewhat familiar streets of Rukongai. She knew her way around, and had the idea of where the patient was. It was odd though...she felt two presences in the general direction that she was heading, both powerful, and neither really familiar at all. But they felt like shinigami, and...yes, the smell on the air, that was the familiar enough.


She dashed up to the rooftops, looking over the edges to try and spot just who she was out here to treat. By the fourth long rooftop, she spotted the three, one, standing over the other two, dark-haired and thinking. Then there was the one who she presumed the be the patient, laying there with the third knelt over her. But...the third puzzled her greatly, he was...snowy-haired and wore the Captain's hayori...was that Captain Hitsugaya?! There must be more to the patient than she first assumed then, if the Captain of the tenth squad was there. Jumping down from the rooftops, she brought out her medical pouch, sliding to a halt on the other side of the girl, whom Nanami could now see.


"Captain Hitsugaya, I'm Nanami Oda of the fourth squad, I was dispatched to come help here, it's good that you started treating her, but let me take over." With that she pulled her sleeves up, letting her twin zanpakuto fall into her hands, "Join and Fight, Shuusoku No Chouwa." Her Shikai was the source of most of her primary healing power, and that would be needed. The girl had lost a lot of blood, and...was that blood crusting at her eyelids? Nanami's eyes went wide for a moment before she focused again, letting her Reiatsu flow from her zanpakuto, a dome of healing energy surrounding the group. "Han." she muttered, bringing her now glowing hands to rest over the girl's chest.


"What caused this, Captain?" Looking the girl over, she saw that her body had been put under severe stress, the type that she had seen a few times before, and it was always when the person in question had pushed themselves too far when learning the shinigami arts, whether it be kido, or hoho, or zanjutsu. Then...then there were her eyes, that blood crusted just on the edge of her lid, there were few injuries that could cause that to happen, but she didn't want to check just yet, it might open whatever wound was there.

worried grimace shadowed Nanami's face as she went to work, running her Zanpakuto over the limp, but not lifeless, body of the tenth squad member before her. She nodded slowly as the Captain explained that he had little notion of just what had caused the injuries. But, from what she could surmise, a blade of some sort was the obvious culprit, and a blade injury, she could handle. Though these seemed to be exceptionally sharp blades to say the least. She was silent as she worked, noting every scratch, laceration, and bruise, thinking about her response to Hitsugaya. "Well, if this were the battlefield and I had other people to treat, I'd leave her for dead. Her injuries are really severe, it's rare that I see something like this so close to Seireitei, but what really concerns me...are those." She pointed to the girl's eyes, flecks of blood caked in the lashes. Though most of the blood had been rubbed away it looked like, there were small pieces of it, but Nanami was trained to pay attention to everything when it came to treating a patient. She shifted slightly, moving her hands up towards Fuu's head and brought a thumb to her eyelid, carefully peeling it back, her head blocking the view from both Hitsugaya and Momiji. In one moment she was inspecting the injury, an interested look on her face, rather than one of disgust or fear. In the next, she had let the lid fall back into place, looking back at the Captain. "We need to get her to the Fourth as quickly as possible, there is an...injury that is beyond what I can do in the field. Her other injuries were minor enough that I've managed to stabilize them with my Zanpakuto, but she needs more than just my healing if we want to make sure she continues her life as a Shinigami." Of course...Nanami was making it sound a bit more grave than it was. Sure, the loss of sight could be crippling, but there were those who had proven otherwise, Captain Tousen for example. That being said, she would much prefer to try and save the girl's eyes if possible. Otherwise...she'd be getting an earful from her squad mates.