Another training day (open)

[Sugimoto Kuromori]

Sugar sits behind her desk, occasionally looking up at the door. All the days has been so far is kids trying to fake sickness and the occasional smart assed jokes: mean kids bullying the smart ones. Bloodied noses, broken toes, MISSING FINGER NAILS. These kids were mean. But all these things had zero effect upon her. She was here to address the major issues. Broken arms, missing limbs. For gods sake, she trained as a nurse under surgeons for this. THIS! Sugar looked out the window and sighed. She yearned for busy days to keep her mind off other things. She glanced down at her hands in which she held a pen and paper, doodling the face of a man. A small smirk played over her lips as she gazed over the face of the supervisor. Leaning back, she would shake her head and slide the paper into the desk drawer.

[Blake Oleander]

Blake continued to limp with his newly regrown limb with Rhona over her shoulder. He'd kick open the infirmary door and drop the nearly gutted and well beaten Rhona onto one of the beds, turning to leave. He was here for Bailey's sensibilities, not for Rhona's wellbeing.

"You should treat her before she bleeds out."

From the wounds, he had inflicted. And if Sugar didn't do anything to hinder him from leaving, he would do just that. His business was done.

[Bailey Oleander]

Bailey was right behind Blake as they entered the infirmary, focusing on Rhona as she continued to try to hold the girls' wounds together with her qi. It had been a constant effort since their fight in the streets of 259, but so far she was clinging to life still. There was a sheen of sweat along her forehead, her bangs clinging to the damp skin from the exertion. The small blonde watched as Rhona was dropped off, turning to leave with her partner unless they were stopped.

[Rhona Hall]

More scars to add to the many she earned. Barely awake ans aware she was not lasting much longer. Blake had handled her like a sack of potatoes and she was glad it wasnt like a dead animal.

She felt no angst for him. And she was absolutely grateful to Bailey. Honestly she was in deep causing trouble like this. She wanted not to die most of all. She wasnt done yet. She'll serve time, repent, and so on just if she was alive.

[Sugimoto Kuromori]

Sugar had just turned her head to the side to look at a bird sitting on a perch near her window when the door flew open and the bird fluttered off. Jumping to a standing position, she rushed around the table and to the side of the young lady.

“How long ago?” She directly asked the young man. “How did it happen? Qi or blade? Friendly battle or foes... or perhaps students here not playing nice.” She mumbled the last as she briefly looked over the injuries. “You will be fine love. A few days of pure bliss and then back to almost normal.” She began by blotting some of the blood to see where the cuts were and what needed the most attention.

[Blake Oleander]

"My blade, and foe."

He'd say before slamming the door shut behind him.

[Sugimoto Kuromori]

Just rest dearie. I’ll take good care of you. Worry not love.

[Rhona Hall]

She'd not be sure what was happening. She'd be cold but a warmth filled her body that was not her own. Sugars power was comforting.

[Sugimoto Kuromori]

Finding where the blade had entered the deepest, sugar would begging the stitching. The bleeding had finallly stopped and now it would be sealed. Next item on the agenda... more wounds.

Sugar found her self smiling. She wasn’t grinning st the blood in front of her, she was just happy to be of some REAL help.

[Bailey Oleander]

Bailey joined Blake in leaving after his brief answer! She'd done more than her part keeping the other girl alive until Cabal. The infirmary could handle the rest.

[Sugimoto Kuromori]

Sugar thanked the young lady for her assistance. By this point, almost all of her body was now sealed and no longer bleeding.

“I think I have done about all I can for now. You’ll still have quite a bit of pain though, dearie. Why don’t you stay the evening and I’ll look after you. Honestly, I’d like to see how your wounds are fairing by this next morning.”

[Rhona Hall]

Rhona looked at her through hazy eyes. She nodded to the best of her ability words are hard to say and movement was harder.

She did part her lips. They quivvered and were growing quite blue for her usual. "... Cold." she wanted to say she cold but the front half was lost in her breath.

[Sugimoto Kuromori]

Sugar smiled sweetly and swept from the room returning what seemed like only a few short seconds with a few blankets and a pillow. On a separate tray she held a bottle and a syringe.

“Here you are, dearie. Worry not. This is just a pain reliever. Rest up, I’ll just be in yonder. I’ll leave the door open a crack. If you need me, just holler.”

She patted the girls head lightly before exiting the room again.