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 Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 12:43 pm
The medical squad. In charge of healing fallen Shinigami and transporting stored goods throughout Seireitei. Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2009 4:27 pm
 Unohana Retsu had let a small sigh of relief out. She had just finished organizing papers and filing them away. Recently, since the coup d'état, she had been busying analyzing and helping with the new General Commander's wishes to make Rukongai better. She felt some hostility towards him even now, after all, he had killed her oldest and most beloved co-worker and friend. However, she did not kill him, though she could have very well have done it easily. It was not her job to draw blood, but to stop it's flow. The soutaichou had after all done the best for the entirety of soul society.
Unohana Retsu moved from behind her desk and gathered Minazuki to have a soul connection with it.
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 5:53 pm
Sent from the streets of the Seireitei, one of the many injured entered the building with the assistance of it's staff. Yorikatsu Kanau was definitely worst for wear, being beat up to a pulp, completely exhausted of reitsu and unconscious. Setting him onto one of the patient beds, they simply waited for orders on how to heal the man of his injuries. Naturally, a report had been sent on the two battles he had just been in. Most of his injuries were from the general who had shown up after he had defeated Kihei. Still, careful review of the report would be needed to administer a treatment.
▶ ▷ Ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ ↘C i n a e t h ✕ Unconscious at the Forth
Actions "Speak Louder" 'Than Thoughts'
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 12:32 pm
Hidden behind a rather large, moving stack of papers Isane Kotetsu was seen hurrying through the halls of the fourth division. With so many of the recently injured sent to her headquarters the undermanned division was thrown into a tailspin of sorts. There was so much work to do and clearly not enough hands to take care of it all. She was, for the first time, considering herself lucky that she had trouble sleeping. There was no way she was going to achieve more then an hour or so at a time of shut eye between the paperwork that needed to be filled out and the injured that needed to be healed. As if she did not have enough things on her plate to begin with. The situation just seemed to be getting worse and worse. Turning her back to the door she had just stopped in front of she put her weight on her right leg lifting the left.She then pressed her foot flat against it and slid it open careful not to stumble as she tried to regain her balance. If that were to happen her papers would go flying and it would be another few hours of work for her trying to get them all organized and together once more.
Turning to face the now open door the, at times, under appreciated vice-captain walked into her office. At least here she could feel at home without anyone looking down at her though given her towering height that would be a bit difficult to do. Knowing just where her desk was Isane slowly set down the stack of work she had been holding and let out a relived sigh. She would worry about putting those in their proper places later. Now she had to move on to the small stack of patient files she had waiting for her. There were many people that she still needed to check up on before she could even begin to think about starting anything else. Sliding behind her desk she sat down, boyish cut fluttering slightly with the sudden movement. She allowed herself just a moment of silence eyes closed breathing deeply. Once she was calmed she moved her fingers to the top most file and let it fall open. Now if no one came rushing into her office for help she would be able to determine just which person needed her attention first.
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Posted: Fri Nov 20, 2009 7:26 pm
{ Kanau is still actively here, so feel free to post visiting him Al. I won't be moving him until he gets healed, he's hurt in a bad way xD. }
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2009 9:16 pm
Doki was brought into the ICU of the Fourth Division. She still had plenty of wounds that needed better healing, and she was still in a state of semi-unconsciousness. The Fourth Seat of the Fourth was taking care of her, but there was only so much she could do. As all Fourth Division members were trained to do, she needed to restore Doki's reiatsu. Luckily she hadn't expended too much of it in her fight despite the fact that she was in such bad shape. Daemon was so fast that Doki didn't have much time to really spend much of her own energy, she just got the living hell beaten out of her. And so, her reiatsu was completely restored, and then the real healing began. Doki's and the Fourth Seat's reiatsu began to work together to mend her wounds and about halfway through the process Doki suddenly awoke with a gasp. She looked around and sat up.
"Tanoshimi-fukutaichou, you really shouldn't move..." Said the Fourth Seat.
"No, you don't understand. I need to get to Ikkimaru!" She shouted back as she attempted to get up. The healer tried to stop her, but Doki's strength had returned and despite the fact that she was only ranked as a Lieutenant she was certainly stronger than many of the other Captains. She stood up, and some of her wounds reopened in the process. She didn't care. She wasn't going to die from this. Daemon had spared her for some reason, and as she was unconscious Hissori Hebi had explaned what that reason was and what Daemon told her to do as he left. She needed to reach Ikkimaru and tell him exactly what happend. Her wounds could wait! "I'm leaving. Thank you for your help, but I need to go, right now. I'll return when my job is complete, but for now I can tough it out." She nodded sharply and spoke with an authoritative tone. She wasn't going to let anyone, not even Unohana, stand in her way. In a flash she was gone to search for her Captain.
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