A peaceful night. [Inv]

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He’d finally relaxed after staring up into the sky after so long. He was lounged across the bench with an arm tossed over the back of it. His other hand had removed Gott from her position prior and now had her resting on his face again to hide some of the light from his closing eyes. Sleep was about to welcome the tired bount into it’s arms when a voice slipped through the air. His eyes flipped open, and a scowl moved across the spiritual vampire’s face. “Oh what is there now to bother you? What do you smell? ”...Fuck you Gott.” He muttered to the mask that was on his face.

He turned off from where he laid, his knees rising to the wooden bars of the bench as his body twisted. He hung his body off the back of the bench and over the ledge. He was careful so that only his head poked over the side of building. His mask clad face was easily visible if she looked up. His lungs filled with air as a deadpan expression slipped across his face.

”Black robes..”
”Shut up.”
”She has a sword.”
”I’m going to bed~”
”She’s hurt~”
”I fucking hate you.”

This bit of conversation slipped between them before he noticed something that caused his eye to twitch. She punched the sign. Surely due to her injury that she hadn’t broken anything, but it was still the fact of the matter. She. Punched. His. Sign.

He took a deep breath as his face was still over the side, it curled some to the side before speaking out for her. ”Doctor is in sweetie. Go on in, and sit at the bar. I’ll be down in a minute~” He said in a rather sing song voice, taking on the usual doctor persona before slipping off the bit of furniture and making his way down there with his mask still in place.

”Release me when we get down there, and I’ll work on your drink.”
”…..I might need that..”

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[attr="class","bsbody"]He took his sweet damn time getting down the stared and into the bar where the girl stood. His arms had gone behind his back for a moment. He released a bit of a chuckle as his hand lightly tapped his mask. “Don’t feel threatened at all dear. I’m just a doctor~” He’d said with the same voice again. A silent whisper slipped from his lips behind the mask before threads of Reshi extended from the seems of his face and the material. A large trench coat of red leather soon covered his body, and a hood of the same material covered his head as to conceal. The three large clawed hands hovered behind him. He quickly turned on his bare heels, and started heading to the back.

”Do follow sweetie~ Gotta get you checked out.” He said as one of the claws motioned her to follow.

He made his way in the back, and stopped infront of his makeshift table. IT was easily 10 foot long, and about a meter and a half wide. Large enough for a person to lay across. He stood at the side where a bay of materials were just behind him, which was also at the foot of the table. ”I’m going to need you to drop whatever you can that you’re comfortable with and lay down so I can ‘see’ whats wrong with you.” He quickly shot out. His voice was still a bit playful, but it had a serious bit mixed in. Doctor Kiku was in.

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[attr="class","bsbody"]As she entered the room, Kiku went silent. His position at the table was on purpose. His eyes, while seemingly indifferent compared to earlier was seeing something else compared to others. The moment he donned Gott in her release state the world shifted from vibrant colors to a series of blue and red hues. A heat map of sort overlaid across the world before him. The room around him, visible only through the different sources of heat. However that wasn’t his focus. The second perk of his released sight kicked in. Like an x-ray, her injuries became more and more obvious as before his own oculars layers of skin disappeared.

Ignorant of the modesty that she had discarded while he was staring at her, Gott had taken the time to take away the clothes she had discarded, and her precious soul slayer. A voice echoed from Kiku’s mask, but instead of male it was a lightly purring female. ”Care not pure soul. You will have this returned when he’s done.” The voice was gentle about it all. Her claws were precises as it gripped the sword and carried it off.

Kiku in this time, have taken inventory of what was wrong with her before she’d even gotten a chance to lay down turned towards his work table. He was rusty, as he lacked his normal methods of healing. No one had come by with anymore than a few scratches or gun shots to dig a bullet out, so this would take some primitive workings. The other two claws that were coming off his attire was already reaching for the material for a cast, and salve for the bruising. He on the other hand was in the process of retrieving the sedative pills.

He turned back to her quickly, and lightly bowed. His eyes fading back to just seeing heat. The left massive bruise and break radiating massive heat as the body tried to heal those sections. It bothered him. ”Three things dear. Pick a color for your cast. I have a sedation pill since I have to do some major work on your arm. Also, put in a good word for my services when you get back.” He said as he opened his palm, and held a simple white pill in his hand.

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[attr="class","bsbody"]He didn’t say another thing the woman. Infact, he waited entirely in the same place as before till the sedative took effect, and lulled her off to the slumber. The sedative was also one of those really strong ones that expensive. ”Don’t worry. We’ll bill them eventually. Just mark it down.” Entered his mind from his doll before a smile formed across his lips. His eyes focused again on her body, eyeing her heart and a few other systems to ensure she was properly asleep.

He quickly went to work on her arm. His eyes locked on the bones and lined them up by pulling on the sections of her arm. This sort of thing was really only possible for someone with sight like his. As soon as he was happy, Gott had brought over gauze padding that wrapped around the entire arm from her hand to near her shoulder. He was careful the entire time to make sure that the bone didn’t leave the careful place. Next he brought layers of black meshed fiberglass around her arm. Each layer would be allowed 10 minutes to harder before he brought more around to hold it in place. As soon as he’d finished 10 layers, he stepped away to let it cool.

The bruising, there wasn’t much for him to really do about that. He brought over some salves, and applied it across the bruisings. Again, expensive stuff. He’d charge the Soul Society eventually. The salve would heal the blood vessels that’d busted when she was hit. The internal stuff he couldn’t deal with much, other than to allow time.

As the next morning rolled around Kiku slipped down from his bedroom, not in his release state. In fact he’d chosen only to wear a pair of jeans with Gott on his face to protect his identity somewhat. He leaned over the stairs just lightly to look down at the woman with her casted arm and faded bruises. Now that he could see real colors again, she did have a nice rack. Sadly however, she was a patient still. Not someone for him to oogle. Before he’d gone to bed, he took out a change of women’s clothes that he had for situations like this. There was a tank top for her to slip on, which would be easier than a normal top and a pair of track pants. It laid across from her. He was curious when she was going to wake up. He was going to wait till she woke up before he opened his bar.

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[attr="class","bsbody"]Since the time that he’d woken up, and begun his wait he’d already been down to the market to get stuff for breakfast, and had eaten. He’d actually returned, and removed his shirt to get comfortable again in his marked skin once more when she’d asked him that question. His head tilted off to the side before glancing at a clock. He waited for a few moments before turning his head back down at the now dressed woman. He shrugged some, deciding to save her some embarrassment. ”I only came back down just after you finished getting dressed. Do you feel a bit better though?” He asked her as he came back down the stairs the rest of the way. His arms crossed over his chests some before leaning against the rail at the end.

”Sorry if I seemed bit blunt last night, caught me as soon as I closed. I wasn’t expecting a patient so late, much less one of your orientation. My kind are more or less hesitant to be seen by you.” He said as he eyed her with his piercing red eyes. He was cautious around this woman. Given mostly because of her wounds. Before he could get a word out, his doll spoke for him. ”So dear, what did you run into to cause those wounds? Anything we need to know about in Naruki?” Slipped from the mask in somewhat of a concerned voice.

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[attr="class","bsbody"]There was a moment that his temper began to flare, though it faded rather fast. She was a patient. Just because he was ignored didn’t mean he should snap on her. His head shook as his hand lifted to his face. ”Kiku...” Slipped from the mask before it left his face. His pale face visible to her for the first time. He blinked for a moment as his features seemed a bit innocent with the light smile he held. ”I’m a bount sweetie. Don’t know if you heard of us, but I’m another fuck up your people created.” He said with a rather nonchalant tone. A shrug graced his shoulders before laughing a tad. ”I don’t hold a grudge anymore. I’m just cleaning up their messes now. Though in terms of work I mean, I don’t have much for you to do other than cleaning at the end of the night. No gigai for you to use, and I lack customers of the spiritual plane on a regular.”

”Ashamed of going back home, and explaining that you got hurt?” Purred from the mask in his hand. ”Or, are you trying to do us a service by not running back and telling them?”

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