Hellooo Nurse! [open]

[Sugimoto Kuromori]

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Sugimoto opened her door. It was finally time she could open. Her office was open to the public and she could start taking in people to bandage them in the infirmary. She was so excited she didn't even care that most of her work would just be caring for the people just needing small things.

"Here we go."

With that, Sugar would go and take a quick tour of the hallway, making sure people knew she was out and about and able to help anyone who needed it.

[Blake Oleander]

Blake probably needed medical attention. The wounds had been sealed shut, but he'd been impaled twice. Both from the same battle, his shoulder, and his abdomen by two different blades. The blood had dried to his chin and what remained of his shirt, though that was shredded up by both the fight and his body's transformation. He'd awoken from the darkness about three-forths of the way back to the main buildings and he had insisted on getting treatment under the power of his own two feet. He did not wish to be carried in like an infirm.

By the time she'd get back to her office she'd likely find Blake there, fist rapping against her door, the stab wound on his abdomen ripping open from the movement as a small trickle of blood slowly began to drip down his body once more.

[Sugimoto Kuromori]

Jan 6, 2018 17:27:27 GMT -8 Momma Kammie said:

As it so happened, Sugar was on her way back. She wasn't 10 feet from the nearest corner when she heard the knocking. Hurrying around the corner, Sugar spotted the student and sighed. It wasn't an exasperated sigh, more like a thankful one.

"Please, the door is open."

By the time she had gotten these words out, she was at the door and was swinging it open for him to be able to enter.

"There is a bed to the right. Please have a seat or lay down." She went to the left and grabbed a bag then to the right of the room to the bed he was on. "What have you been up to?" It was in a conversational questionative tone.

Meant to be on this Profile....

[Blake Oleander]

He slowly, and very carefully made his way to the bed, a small drop trail of blood charting his path as he took a seat. Trying to move as little as possible.

"Pushing myself."

[Sugimoto Kuromori]

Sugar tsked as she removed his shirt-- or what was left of it. The wounds were pretty ugly.

"There is a chance I will have to reopen the wounds and then close them again. It doesn't look like they were healed properly." She's reach into her bag and pull out a needle and a thick piece of leather. "Bite on this. Are you alright work needles? It's a numbing agent."

[Blake Oleander]

"I trust your expertise."

He was not a medic of any sort, and if she needed to cause him pain to help it heal correctly he would allow it. The same with the needle and the leather that she gave him. He was unconcerned with the pain that may come from treating his wounds, if he had been he would not be the type to get such wounds in the first place.

"Needles don't bother me."

[Sugimoto Kuromori]

"Alright. I'll wait until this takes effect. I'm the mean time, I'll stop the bleeding from your wounds. Whats your name, Trainee?"

Sugar would get to work.

[Blake Oleander]

"Blake Oleander."

He'd say flatly. Shifting his neck to try and get a look at his stab wounds and just how badly they were bleeding.

[Sugimoto Kuromori]

Sugar gently pressed on his head and put his head back.

"Relax, you'll only make it worse. I am Sugimoto. Pleasure to meet you."

The bleeding stopped and the drugs will have taken effect. Character will have started feeling slightly light headed if not woozy all together. Sugar will now start reopening and stitching the wounds. Character should be feeling none of this.

[Blake Oleander]

He allowed her to put his head back with a frown. He hated this, the feeling of numbness. The way his world was starting to blur around the edges. It was uncomfortable to not be in full control.

"Blake Oleander Ma'mn."

[Sugimoto Kuromori]

Sugar smiled down at him. She was nearly done.

"I like that name. What were you doing out there?"

[Blake Oleander]

"Fighting David Blaze."

No shame, and no trace of bitterness in his voice. He didn't blame David for his inability to strike him down fast enough. The failings were his own, but those failings could be reflected on and he had the power to make sure the next encounter would end differently. He didn't give the first part of her comment much thought however, a name was just that. Something to identify him by, nothing more or less. He'd never thought about whether he liked his name or not, or anyone else's for that matter.

[Sugimoto Kuromori]

"I see... And did you learn anything from that?"

It was in no way condisending. Just polite conversation. Sugar was done with his chest and began moving around the table looking at the rest of him to be sure no other wounds needed tending.

[Blake Oleander]

"Yeah, that I need to move faster."

[Sugimoto Kuromori]

"I am glad to hear you did not say strength. Speed of mind is often better than strength."

Sugar straightened up and smiled at him.

"Your wounds will be fine. Give them a bit to heal. Let the stitches be, they will disolve in their own. If you have any uncomfort, pleade let me knoe immediately. DO NOT SCRATCH."

She said the last slowly and deliberately. With a finger pointing at his chest.