The Minor Injuries Unit

She still snickered when she left the room and it didn't stop for a few minutes. When a patient walked past her, she tried to bury her face in the clipboard. Not that it helped, the girl still looked like she was a weirdo. Some people really know how to injure themselves...

A few minutes later, she shunpo'd to anther patient. Just a girl who got herself injured during practice. They should really be more careful with kido... She sighed and started on the incarnation.

"Starvation of warmth, deep embrace. Spill across the flames and flow in the sky." She continued, students got themselves burnt alot. At least student still appreciate our healing. "Chiyudo #8, Soft Breath." She smiled at the girl when she finished treating the wound.

Larentia went to get some ointment for the burns that remained, kido could help them heal quicker, but it was hard to heal thing immediately. When she returned, she swiftly applied it to the burnt area and told the girl how she could do it herself and where she could get the necessary stuff. The girl nodded.

"I'll put on a bandage now, but you will need to replace it with a real one soon." She said and concentrated her reiatsu for a kido. "Seeking the hidden, impeding the flow. Verdant follows itself, North rises below the West. Chiyudo #15, Pressure Bandage." She made a bandage around the arm of the girl and smiled calmly at her.

"Someone else will come to replace your bandage later, but I need to move on now." She made a small bow, before she left the room. All of the patient asigned to her up to now had been healed. So I guess it's time for some luch~ She thought and smiled once more, before shunpoing towards the cafeteria.

She said her goodbyes to her co-workers, before going to the desk again. The woman whom usually sat there had been replaced, probably taking a break or so. But the new man handed her a chart and told her where to go next.

Larentia nodded at some people in the hall way and entered a small room. Her patient was a tall shinigami, with cuts on his chest.. She could feel the reiatsu coming from them, making it pretty clear he had been in a fight, with a hollow.

She calmly explained to him what she needed to do. The man grunted in response and she got to work. "Chiyudo #1, Numbing Touch." She finished the first incarnation, and sedated the area around the wounds.

But before she could fix any of the wounds, the alien reiatsu had to be removed from his body. Otherwise any attempts would be useless. No one had died yet on her table and she was going to try as hard to keep it that way. "Remnants of the past, be banished from the present. Thy presence is not desired. Chiyudo #12, Current."

The shinigami wasn't as strong as he looked, judging from his own powers, she figured that he had only recently graduated form the academy. It only took about an hour, before the reiatsu of the hollow vanished. But now, she had to turn to the real wounds.

Most of the wounds didn't bleed much, but the bigger ones had to be sutured before she could begin healing them, so more blood-loss would be prevented. "The threads of fate have not yet given up on you. But the scissors creep ever closer so open your eyes and take in everything before it is too late. Chiyudo #23, Nui Me."

Using the threads to close the wound, she quickly finished the suturing. There where a few others, but they weren't bleeding nearly as much. Larentia was sure she could fix him up before he lost too much blood.

"Break apart and return, turn and overcome. Unity from division before the sickle moon. Chiyudo #2, Mend." With her hands glowing faintly green, she carefully moved them over the sutured wounds, until the flesh had grown back together. She smiled to her work and dispelled the no longer needed sutures.

But other wounds did, so she gathered reiatsu for another suturing. "The threads of fate have not yet given up on you. But the scissors creep ever closer so open your eyes and take in everything before it is too late. Chiyudo #23, Nui Me." The other wounds where smaller and took less time to suture.

Larentia wondered for a bit how he got so much injuries from a fight with a hollow. Or maybe he fought multiple... But if he was new at this, like she suspected, that might be a bit of a long shot. She sighed while looking at the other wounds and caught her self wondering what it would feel like, purifying the soul of a hollow.

But you know it'll never happen. Just do your job and let them do theirs. She sighed, but started the incarnation. "Break apart and return, turn and overcome. Unity from division before the sickle moon. Chiyudo #2, Mend."

The wound closed itself under her touch and she waited a bit before dispelling it. Then she dispelled the sutures, since there was no longer a use for them. She repressed a yawn, while she pressed the edges of a third wound together.

"The threads of fate have not yet given up on you. But the scissors creep ever closer so open your eyes and take in everything before it is too late. Chiyudo #23, Nui Me." This wound was slightly bigger then the one before this, but it still took a bit longer. She could notice herself getting tired and it showed in her work.

"Break apart and return, turn and overcome. Unity from division before the sickle moon." Larentia started, while placing her hand on top of the wound she just sutured. "Chiyudo #2, Mend."

After about fifteen minutes, this wound was finally closed and Larentia let out a sigh. Healing, just like any kido, made people tired if they used it too much. And she was pretty sure she was close to her limit.

Just finish the last of his wounds... Then you can take a nap and maybe something to eat. Sometimes she found herself annoying, but Larentia knew she couldn't just leave him here. If other people had time, they would've send them. Only small cuts remained and she hoped she could cure most of them in one go.

"Break apart and return, turn and overcome. Unity from division before the sickle moon. Chiyudo #2, Mend." She mumbled, her hands where starting to get shaky again. If anything she was glad it didn't happen while suturing.

I'm sure he wouldn't have like that... She thought while closing most of the smaller wounds. She didn't even like thinking about what would happen if she maimed some one. It'll be gruesome.. She thought, shuddering.

It took about an hour before all of the tiny cuts had been closed up and she could leave. The man had fallen asleep, like most patients did. Larentia made sure someone would check on him regularly. Waving good bye to some coworkes, she left the hospital.