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Post by Utako Kotobuki on Jul 13, 2015 6:17:25 GMT
Utako⋆Kotobuki
“Ouch!” yelped a young shinigami when one of the doctors of the 4th division applied a generous amount of disinfectant into the gaping wound on her arm. The worst was over since the medics who attended to her last did a fine job patching the claw marks and bite wounds that the hollows from her last mission did to her. Her blue hair swayed with every jerk and gesture her head made as if doing so would stifle the stinging pain her forearm gave her.
Although Utako’s reactions were more overly dramatic in the least, the incredibly patient old doctor who attended to her simply gave the girl a fatherly smile which quickly elicited a normalization of the shinigami’s antics out of shame.
It was strange that he looked at her with such gentle eyes but that was most probably caused by the fact that she didn’t get much of the kindness the old doctor was showing her right now. She didn’t resent it but at the same time she couldn’t accept it either.
With a final daub of alcohol and a roll of fresh bandages, the physician patted down her wound and gestured for her to leave. “You better stay the night to give us some time to observe your wounds,” gingerly suggested. “You’re not in any hurry are you?”
“Stay the night?” the girl parroted, “but I’m fine, right? I don’t need to stay here when I still have a lot to do.”
The doctor replied. “Young lady, I appreciate the zeal you put into your work but we don’t know how severe your wounds are and we need to observe how they heal.” He glanced at her records and gestured for Utako to take a look. “Taking on three hollows at the same time was just reckless. Don’t you have any regard to about your life at all? Your family must be worried about you!”
“I…my life isn’t…it’s not…I don’t...”
The shinigami’s hand shook with uncertainty, unconsciously going for the zanpakuto that hung from the back of her waist. It would only take one fluid motion to silence the source of her distress once and for all.
"SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP…HOLY FUCKING HELL WHY WON’T YOU SHUT UP YOU STUPID OLD FUCK?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?"
Bloodlust and fear welled up inside, pulling and tugging on the fragile sense of self that desperately tried to maintain control. Utako wanted him to stop, just stop. How could he know how she felt when he didn’t even understand her at all?
The doctor's concerned voice was something Ichika had gotten very used to. Not because she visited him often, but rather she had been there the last few hours. Understandably, there were a few who found the voice downright irritating. In fact, as odd as it may sound to some, it was keeping her from falling asleep, so she mostly just laid in the ward and played a game of 'guess what he's treating'.
From this little game she actually learned a few things: First, he was relatively new, having just completed his training recently.
So when she heard him argue with what seemed to be a female patient (who was totally impatient), Ichika didn't mind it too much. Even if she was pushing away the doctor's concerns, Ichika had to agree his voice was annoying. After all, it's kept her awake the whole time.
Though it took a much more aggressive turn when an outburst happened. Curious, she got herself out of bed and popped her head out of the curtains that kept her bed away from view. If necessary, she'd protect the doctor from certain death. Not because she liked him, but because of all the horrible complications that would arise if he did happen to die.
That, and she definitely wouldn't be able to sleep with the stench of a dead body around.
In the last vestiges of sanity which the young lady held on to in a fit of murderous rage, Utako finally managed to throw her hand away from her zanpakuto much to the relief and concern of the doctor in question.
She huffed out hoarse breaths from the intense mental battle, wholly drained by the ordeal which took a toll on her self-control that slowly degraded in favor of the madness which threatened to overtake her in this situation.
Utako felt that any more would dangerously put her at the risk of committing a grave sin for a death god. Hell, she couldn’t care less about the doctor but she wasn’t going to become a criminal because of him either. She valued her position too much. Being a shinigami was everything to her and she wouldn’t dare risk her expulsion because of one stupid diagnosis, even if it was painfully wrong.
“If you say so…doctor,” she puffed out in apparent submission, “but let me tell you something for future reference. My family was killed by aliens and I’m all alone in this world. Nobody cares about me, so even if I die now, nobody will mind. That’s why I can even do this…”
Utako gently placed her right hand on her left breast in an unintentionally sensual manner and smiled sweetly at the source of her burning discontent like a one last "Fuck You" before leaving.
Without hesitation in the least, Utako mumbled a few words and sent a full powered Byakurai right to her own heart, the searing electrical discharge more than enough to render the blue haired reaper unconscious in an instant. At least with that, by her own standards, Utako's stay in the hospital was now justified.
{Spoiler}Name: Hadō #4 Byakurai (Pale Lightning) Tier: II Class: Kido Type: Offensive Range: Medium (30m) Incantation: Broiling black, fervent heat, be rejected! Description: The user gathers high-density reiryoku, which they discharge from both hand. Alternatively, they point at their target with their index finger and generate a concentrated bolt of lighting towards them. It's speed is x.1.5 faster than a Bala, unique to it.
Post by Amaori Ichika on Sept 12, 2015 18:03:13 GMT
The scene outside was quite a strange drama indeed; a girl with her face contorted in anger, ready to draw on the Doctor, before deciding to throw away her intention to attack him then complicate things by harming herself.
Ichika wasn't able to react. Not that she was in such a condition to react to a self-harming attempt, anyway. "Seriously?" was the first thing that left the doctor's lips. Sighing, he administered necessary treatment as he noticed Ichika's gaze.
"There aren't any beds left in here." Ichika notified him. It wasn't that hard to find out using basic spiritual pressure detection: everyone in here was a Shinigami anyway.
"Yes, so I'd like to ask if she can share yours."
Ichika's jaw almost dropped at the sudden proposal. "Seriously? What kind of logic is that? "
However, no matter how much she'd protest and argue the sheer stupidity, he'd just finish the treatment of the unconscious girl and laid her on the bed Ichika was using.
"You're a crap doctor." An exasperated Ichika commented.
"Everything from your neck down is bandages. You don't even need to wear clothes and yet you're standing here and arguing with me. I think you're healthy enough to share a bed."
"And you wouldn't let her go home... why?"
"Standard procedur-""And what of this bed sharing is standard procedure?"
Throwing his arms up in defeat, the doctor strolled out of the room. "Just make sure she doesn't kill herself."
Sighing, Ichika laid down next to her new bedmate. "That's your job." She sighed.
Post by Utako Kotobuki on Sept 17, 2015 13:57:20 GMT
Utako⋆Kotobuki
A young girl’s silhouette shivered in the cold while she lay naked on a futon just recently soiled with bodily fluids. Her porcelain skin was marked with shades of black and blue, evidence of abuse that stung with every second they were exposed to the glacial air. All alone in her silence and suffering, she cried.
“Mama…Papa…it hurts…I don’t want this anymore…”
This wasn’t the first time she’d become like this and it certainly won’t be the last. It’s just part of the job description for those like her who sold pleasure in whatever form. No act was forbidden or taboo since she existed only for that purpose. Nothing else mattered and nothing else should. But for one certain girl, that wasn’t the case.
She was new to the trade, young, fresh, and beautiful. There was a market for them, a profitable one too considering all the rich noblemen who came in for their services. Among the lot, she was a unique case or at least special enough to go for thrice the normal rate for every round. They made her work until her body ached, cashed her in, cleaned her off, then repeated the cycle anew. She hated it but she had no choice. She needed to survive until her parents came to get her.
“I’ve been a good girl…I’ve been waiting patiently…so please come back…come get me already…”
Utako woke up in silent terror, the sweat from her body soaking a good portion of the hospital gown she wore enough to make it stick to her skin. Baby blue eyes wordlessly scanned the room noting the normality until her gaze came to the girl who lay beside her on the bed.
She paused, unsure what to make of this sight until she, swallowing her uncertainty, reached out to touch the other girl to confirm for herself that she was a real person. She had her fill of waking dreams before and she wasn't taking any chances this time around.
Utako's hands wandered the girl’s body in exploration, carefully and gently feeling every patch of exposed skin her fingers could trace from her neck right down to her legs. She was warm to the touch, soft and smooth, or at least real enough to fool her. Even the bandages felt too real for it to be a dream.
Seemingly satisfied with the result of her examination, Utako allowed herself to lie down without as much as a question on why she was in that current situation with a stranger beside her. The reason just didn’t matter, she was just happy that she managed to escape. She hated remembering "it", almost as much as she hated herself.
Post by Amaori Ichika on Sept 27, 2015 8:33:35 GMT
With the doctor gone, Ichika finally managed to fall asleep. She may have only required physical rest, but there wasn't anything to do in the hospital so staying up would only bring about boredom. She had a feeling the doctor would have thrown her into her bed even if she hadn't said a word to him, or if she had bothered watching the scene at all.
Either way, she got what she wanted: A few hours of quiet.
Sound asleep, she didn't react much to the foreign touch, since she could not sense any fluctuations in spiritual pressure or any killing intent that would jolt her awake. Her bedmate may have been able to get away with her adventurous fingers if she hadn't stimulated an area with a broken bone.
Stirring from the pain, Ichika's eyes finally opened to meet her aqua-eyed partner.
"You're awake." she commented softly. They were close enough for her words to get across.
"The incompetent doctor is out right now, so you don't have to worry. Sorry about the bed situation, though: the rest are occupied and we're in here for similar reasons."
Well, unlike the other girl, Ichika's injuries were much more serious. Also, unlike the other girl, she didn't intentionally inflict all that on herself. She used a training method that just happened to result in that if she couldn't control it correctly... Meaning, she didn't have suicidal tendencies, though she wasn't able to convince the doctor of that.
Post by Utako Kotobuki on Sept 30, 2015 0:39:25 GMT
Utako⋆Kotobuki
Utako stared blankly at her bedmate neither apologetic nor surprised at the turn of events that would throw aback any normal person from shame. She’d more than had her fair share of waking up near-naked or more beside strangers she didn’t know, a majority of which wasn’t directly related to medical emergencies but rather of a more immodest nature. This was nothing new.
While she listened quietly to the other girl when she was speaking, her interest sparked when her bedmate mentioned that they were confined for “similar reasons”. That in itself was as vague a statement as any susceptible to numerous interpretations but it did amuse Utako to think, even if it was just an assumption, that someone loathed herself just as much as her, if not more judging by the amount of bandages.
“That must’ve hurt a lot, way more than backfiring a shakkaho at least,” she replied with a smile like a child who’d found a new playmate. She was careful not to touch on what caused her injuries since, if she was indeed in the same boat as her, Utako knew exactly how shameful it would feel to admit your self-destructive tendencies to a complete stranger, especially if that stranger was sharing a bed with you.
The girl waved off the thought and decided to treat the other shinigami like normal by first introducing herself. “Hi, my name’s Utako Kotobuki, unseated ninth division shinigami under captain Muguruma… (that dirty bastard)…” she said with hushed clarity, even the last snide remark caused by her complete hatred of all hollow. Even then, she continued her cheerful disposition as if nothing happened. "How about you? What's your name, sis?"
Post by Amaori Ichika on Oct 11, 2015 13:31:32 GMT
So the girl came from the Ninth Division, which was quite a surprise to Ichika considering she used to work at the Ninth Division.
"I'm Amaori Ichika, from the Seventh Division. I actually transferred there from the Ninth Division some time ago. She didn't touch on what backfired to get her here, because she was trying to keep a low profile. High-level techniques were not things she would openly display. The people there are more lenient in terms of behaviour, but cleaning up fur is... not a task one would expect to do, considering how Soul Society is."
Animals were really uncommon in the Soul Society, so fur is generally the last thing one would expect to see. In the very least, Goro was potty-trained and the other canine was their Captain. However, the natural rate of 'fur loss' was higher than a person's natural hair loss, so more effort was required for janitorial duties.
Well, the lifestyle of the Seventh Division allowed for more free time, which Ichika could spend training or doing other things... So she could face the dangers like the three hollows Utako faced and survive. That line of thought brought a question to Ichika's head: how good was Utako to survive that? She could tell Utako's level of spiritual power using her ability to sense spiritual pressure (and being in such close proximity), but it was an impressive feat worthy of respect.
"This might be a bit of an odd question to ask at this time, but... what is your speciality amongst the Zankensouki? I've been kind of a do-it-all person to make up for my lack of Shikai, so I wanted to know about why people like specific aspects of a Shinigami's skill set.
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