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Post by Daichi on Feb 17, 2017 13:47:19 GMT -6
Daichi chittered into his master’s ear. Don’t try to halt too much. This body is gravely injured. This is different when your mother was nearing death. The will of the human being was focused on thing. She is not. Part of the body is falling apart. Other parts are fighting to find a way to restore equilibrium. Focus on one thing.
But- Sojiro winced as Daichi’s claws dug into him.
If you want to do this more often, there’s training for it. Right now, focus on one place or I will keep you from doing anything.
His master relented, looked over the noble woman and tried again. The heavy bleeding around her back slowed. Daichi looked to his master. He'd turned pale, but determination would aid him now.
Good.
He would have to leave him for a short time soon, and he would prefer if Sojiro had a purpose in the meantime.
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Post by Makino Tori on Feb 17, 2017 19:11:53 GMT -6
Makino shook her head at her father, tears stinging her eyes, but refused to let them fall. She pretty much ignoring his request of healing only her mother. She was not going to lose either of them. It did not matter how skilled she was at healing she was not going to just let them lay there and suffer or bleed to death.
She was relieved when she saw the blood under her mother stop growing larger. She looked to Sojiro and gave him a silent thank you for his help. She had to stay strong. She could not break, not now, not yet. She had to keep her head up and be strong for both her mother and father. She would not let that bastard Aizen win.
Not ever. She sniffled slightly and took a deep breath as she looked up. "Where are the healers!?" she demanded.
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Post by Lt. Nanao Ise on Feb 20, 2017 13:51:17 GMT -6
As Renji and Rukia appeared at the front of the tent and froze at the sight before them, Hisagi appeared with Nanao on his back. She slipped off quickly, slapping both her friends upside the head and rushed over as fast as her bulk would let her. Kneeling, she started drawing in the ground beneath the wounded couple with chalk.
“Lieutenant Shuuhei, make the same marks as me on your side. Now."
Hisagi nodded, looked at her designs before going over to the other side and doing the same.
"Work faster," Nanao ordered. Hisagi just nodded. "Healers will be here soon, but this will make their work easier." She drew her blade and then erected a warm barrier around Lady Masanobu and Captain Kuchiki, anchoring it to her zanpakuto.
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Post by Lt. Rukia Kuchiki on Feb 20, 2017 13:59:11 GMT -6
Renji and Rukia looked to each other taking each other's hands in support before splitting off to help. Rukia rolled up her kimono's sleeves and tied them back before kneeling by the previous captain of the Ninth Division and assisting him with the other wounded member of the the family. His breathing was steady. That was good at least. Renji returned with rolls of cloth. And Asuhara was doing the same for Nanao and Makino. Taking them with a nod, she started to rip them and glanced to the still figure of her pale brother. “He will be alright,” Suisenro murmured. She nodded. He had to be. She couldn’t lose anyone else. Renji pressed a hand to her shoulder, reminding her to focus, and she called on her healing skills, watching Renji fashion a sling for Koriyama. The healers returned soon after. Piecing together their friends from another attack by Sousuke Aizen. -- END RP -- "Rewritten": |
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