The three arrived sooner than expected. He knew Rin wasn't much of a talker given her own circumstances but he enjoyed filling the void of silence with his own ramblings. And anyway, he readied the bed and assisted in helping Sagishi-dono onto it and proceeded to help his position off onto his side so that he would not choke on his own bile. "Ahh... He might be a bit...eccentric at times.." Even while saying that, most Noble Family members were very odd in their own ways. Dirge was no exclusion but he had hoped by explaining would just make things better. But Rin probably already knew the man. Perhaps even more than Dirge did himself as his associate. "But he seems like a dapper dandy fellow. Ne?" Smiling with slit eyes, he gently tapped her on the nose. For he had seen her hold much patience. "He really was out of line. The both of them. But.. I'm sure Sasuke-san will have reservations for doing that again." He chuckled before folding his hands back into his sleeves. Somehow in his albeit cheerful tone, there were reservations of his own. Perhaps a darker mantle of his truer nature.
Venom green laced with a gaze none too kind saw only visions of what was to come if anyone else incurred his provocation. He continued saying as he clicked his teeth in bated patience. "..After all. A dog can only be patient for so long before it senses threats near the house that it guards."
iBrainsharted
Puppet on a String Theory
Posted: Wed Nov 27, 2013 5:42 pm
Puppet Samui Hiroshi Rue
Samui walked pass the hallways calmly, knowing the area like the palm of her hand. To think that in one of these rooms she had confesed herself. She held to that thought until actually entering the room. Her posture showed softness, a bit of sweetness as well. But in the end, guilt. The woman slowly walked towards the uncouncious male, opening one eye and studying it carefully. She sighed and moved towards a small amount of pots she donated and began searching for some leaves as she as well prepared water. Her eyes slowly fell on the pair and sighed. I am sorry for the incident, and just so you know I'm preparing a tea for when he wakes up. Since I think a headache will occur when receiving conciousness. she said with a small smile.
︽Hae Rin Shin ︾Squad 04 ︽ 3rd Seat Shield︾ Zanpakutou:Sealed
♫ ♬ ♪ 。 Just a day, just an ordinary day, Just trying to get by.
Hae Rin was so relieved to have finally left the library which ironically, was "supposed" to be one of the most quietest places....which it totally became the opposite of. Isoroku happened to do her a favor and lift Sagishi off her and onto the infirmary bed. You've gotten quite heavy, Sagi-kun. Must be all that alcohol. So many calories. She lightly shook her head at her unconscious partner before she turned her attention to Sagishi's nephew who tapped her on her nose. Her right eye twitched a little, as part of her natural reflex. Just by looking at him, she could tell that he shared the same feelings against Sasuke's statements from earlier. And of course, she took immediate notice of the subtle change in his eyes and overall expression. Hae Rin gently patted Isoroku's back and offered a comforting smile, as per usual.
Her attention changed towards the woman who would soon enter after them. Now that she thought about it..... Aren't they all related? She was never good at genealogy. Isoroku Hiroshi... Samui Hiroshi... Doesn't that mean Sasuke was technically Sagishi's brother-in-law? Geez. Some kind of family turmoil. Her trail of thought broke when the woman spoke. Hae Rin pulled out her paper pad and pen again to scribble down something. "I'm sorry that I didn't have a handle on the situation.... My partner likes to drink on a daily-basis", she held the paper pad for Samui to see. This woman seemed pleasant.
Just a girl, Just an ordinary girl. But she was looking to the s k y..｡.:*･●•♪.。
Ivory Armstrong
Redera Issun
Puppet On a String Theory
Posted: Thu Nov 28, 2013 1:00 pm
Accoмpanιed By: Dirge, Hae Rin, and Samui Locaтιon: Fourth Division, Patient Recovery Room #46 Mood: Calm; Facetious Tнoυgнтѕ: "Well, then." ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ There was certainly an array of variation between one drunkard to the next, as was to be skillfully depicted by nature. This, however, applied to any influential substance that was to make contact with one that it could affect. Most often, of course, any amount beyond enough of intoxication allowed for some short period of blissful peace, lacking the fraught distress that average life tends to offer- a moment of simple freedom, without care the future nor the past. Many would come to forget their endeavours, being able to fully enjoy themselves in any given moment without a single bothering thought towards what would come from their actions. This meant nothing more than tranquil ignorance. On the other hand, there were some whose memories would remain fully intact, despite the circumstance of the occasion. Sagishi had a tendency of displaying traits found in either of these conditions, remembering only what was apparently worth paying mind to, at the time. While often he displayed varying levels of stability with each temporary transformation, what was evident in each was a particularly selective memory. Anything that seemed worthwhile to know would remain in thought, while most everything else was to be simply discarded and shrugged off, as if it had never occurred, in the first place; in his mind, it hadn't. The male considered this to be an advantageous "skill", however that was not unusual for a person of his nature; most things were taken into account when possible, despite how negatively another might view it. This was not only a mannerism of Sagishi, however the vast majority of the Shibusa Household, as well. With their supposed tactical genius, any amount of information proved to be of some importance in their unorthodox mind, whether or not others could comprehend why that was mattering not, in the slightest. It was simply a mechanism within their process of thought to naturally gather as much data as possible, and being influenced by a substance such as alcohol was nothing near potent enough to prevent that detail.
Progressively regaining his consciousness, Sagishi remained idle in place. It was unlikely that one of the others in the room would have noticed, save for a possible heightening spark in his Reiryoku. Nonetheless, he slightly enjoyed the fact that others found it necessary to accompany himself, despite the very insignificantly minor reaction he'd acquired from his previous encounter. Considering this, he'd begun to bother to pay more mind to his surroundings. It was only then that there emerged a far more evident sense of irony surging through his thoughts. What was now evident to the male was that not only were Dirge and Rin alongside himself, but also a certain Samui Hiroshi, the female now wedded to Sasuke. Not gawking, but finding moderate hilarity in the instance, Sagishi determined that there must have been more reasoning behind her presence than the mere fact that her spouse was a few notches beyond where most people should be. His skirmish was certainly significant enough to be retained within his mind. However, to be fair, the Lieutenant's psyche did fascinate the Sword. This was one of the most significant details in a person, and to analyse it in an entirety was to know the person more than themselves. The mere fact that Sasuke had not yet pushed his life into a corner was a thought that remained not far away during any encounter. Perhaps it was only his arrogance that had kept him alive, in the first place. While it was not difficult for Sagishi to become lost within the confines of his mind, there was also a physical aspect to be had. Now bored by the lack of activity in the room, he deliberately opened his having, intending for others to take note of that. Not with eccentricity did he do this, but the additional raising of his arms into something seemingly reminiscent of a stretch would have likely alerted the others of his consciousness. Shortly following this action was a slightly exaggerated yawn, though with perfectly good reason. "Good morning, to the lot of you." This gesture was only short lived, and without much of any tonality. Reaching into the inner-linings of his coat, a moderately empty- nearing three quarters- flask of Sicilian wine soon entered range of more visible sight. With an evidently taunting smirk attired upon his face that was not yet in its usual peak complexion, the male spoke, "Might anyone care for a drink?" Although a laugh did not follow this, his sarcastic tone of voice more than likely displayed the fact that there was hardly- if any- seriousness present in the question. However, personally, he may have appreciated a glass. To be fair, a smidge of alcohol in his system often assisted with his overall health, or rather, state of mind. This was more than likely the result of an addiction, though he was fortunate enough to have the substance only earnestly effect himself when consumed in rather specific scenarios. Even now, what likely would have been a headache from Sasuke's annoyance of an attack seemed nonexistent. This may have only been due to the fact that Sagishi didn't care much for the fact. It was true that his dexterity was not the most prime, however he was able to sustain quite a bit of damage without physically acknowledging the fact.
[[OOC: I apologise for the moderately late reply. I've been rather busy, today.]]
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It was around 06:47 in the morning, as Shu's assitant made haste over to the patient recovery room where Third Seat Yinbara was resting. He reached the entrance to the U.H.C and was given proper clearance almost immediately, as he rushed down the elevator and ran over to the recovery room, as he stopped for a moment to catch his breath before calmly entering the room. He looked at Sagishi to find him just recently waking up, as he handed a paper over to the man before speaking to him. "Third seat sword, Sagishi Aoi Yinbara, Captain Hiroshi requests your presense in her personal quarters immediately." Speaking in a monotone voice, he came to deliver this message and this message only, as he had no intention of speaking with this man, nor answering any question he may have had for the messenger. The papers he gave him were discharge papers, as they granted Sagishi permission to leave the U.H.C. and have his medical bills waved by the Fourth Division.
Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 7:33 pm
Accoмpanιed By: Dirge, Hae Rin, and Samui Locaтιon: Fourth Division, Leaving Patient Recovery Room #46 Mood: Impatient; Vexed Tнoυgнтѕ: "What could it possibly be?" ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Interruption was not something that ever earnestly satisfied Sagishi, despite how it was that he might externally respond to it [or, on the other hand, be the cause and source of it]. He preferred to maintain a linear process of thought when necessary, and while it was quite certainly difficult to distract him, he was not the type to be often capable of simply ignoring the spontaneous interjection of another in most given scenarios. There were, however, moments where this detail would never be applicable, despite any possible efforts accompanying the prospect. The male possessed both an antisocial and communicative personality, each to be accessed whenever most necessary. This was a trait that he had honed to some extent, however his amount of complacency often allowed him to instinctively make a decision, as opposed to pondering the matter. During the former, it would be nearly impossible to redirect his attention, due to it being so intensely adhesive to the matter at hand, whatever it might be [including even that which may seem to be the most miniscule of details (Sagishi being attracted to some of the most societally deemed "odd" occurrences)]. On the other behalf, it required very little for his more collective and sporadic train of thought to acknowledge every change in the environment, though only paying any mind beyond this to the alterations which could potentially be of significance. His externalities, of course, could potentially lead people to believe others. Though, in that sense, his ignorance was very near a state of equilibrium when placed in comparison to his intelligence. The two were both of an unorthodox level of extremity, and yet present to the same general extents. This was to some useful degree, otherwise it wouldn't exist. He generally, however- as with most people-, would depreciate an unwelcomed arrival, especially when a scenario has yet to have even begun. This was simply his preference.
Sagishi retained his offering posture momentarily, but it took not long for it to be broken. This was not Dirge, nor Rin, and also not the final member of the ensemble, Samui. It was none of the three that spoke, to assume that they were provided the time to. The Sword seemingly unnoticeably sighed, as it was clear that they hadn't. Before even being granted the opportunity to listen to any of his companions' voices on his playful ruse, the entrance of another figure redirected Sagishi's now careless attention. Having become sober since his last venture, and now being surrounded by a tolerable audience, the male was not in the proper mood to be interrupted. He would have much preferred indulging in the company of those who had intended to be near him. Life simply did not function in the manner that he currently pleased it to. Reconsidering, and at least acknowledging the interjection, Sagishi's eyes began to roam. The newcomer was evidently of the male variety [to be put lightly], with a rather clear amount of muscular toning that only suited the ridiculously large stature. The man wasn't as intimidating as he likely thought himself to be- most weren't. Of course. there were others unlike the Shibusa who would likely be easily weakened by merely glancing at such an individual. It was in the moment of the arrival that the Third Seat Sword recognised the man to be one of Shu's personal assistants. This erected a slight frown upon his face, the edges of his lips bending slightly downwards. It was rare that Sagishi would be called upon. It was likely that this meeting involved the event just previous his hospitlisation. Sasuke was a character of whom never earnestly pleased his brother-in-law, despite the lack of knowledge of the familial relationship. This merely meant that he could openly express his distaste, and without internal quarrel. It was a pleasure, drunk or otherwise. In his current state, however, he would much prefer avoiding the male. This was his only desire, and he hoped that his greeting Shu would not also introduce the other male. He knew well enough that that was not of her nature, however the prospect was not tasteful. "Fine, then", was his moderately blunt response, lacking any forme of liveliness. Quickly returning his flask of wine to the innermost linings of his coat, Sagishi then rose in the bed, in an attempt to begin his departure. This proved to be a failure, resulting only in an overly dramatic stretch. Now being pleasantly prepared, he made a simple pivot, placed his feet upon the ground, and began walking. "Tarah," was the only word to leave his mouth that was addressed to his comrades. Of course, this was only to be accompanied by a frivolous wave of hand, directed at everyone and no one.
Well, with the apologies given and some taken, he sighed in the relief that came at last. He looked over his friend who seemed to break his booze-bond from the summoning that came in. He had to wonder what it was that required only his specific presence. But Dirge didn't mind the extra shirking of not knowing important matters every now and then. And with Rin-chan here among other staff workers, he figured that Sagishi-dono will be fine enough to go. Considering how he was still able to walk just fine after all that.
He chuckled to them with an amiable disposition. "Then, I'll be at our Squad grounds if anyone needs me." He bid them a slight nod and a smile as he would then hasten his walking. His strides considerably longer and thus cutting distance before Sagishi. With a trollish chortle and a pert cough, he patted the man as he passed him and left. With love-- Dirge.
[[Exits]]
iBrainsharted
Puppet on a String Theory
Posted: Sun Dec 15, 2013 3:11 am
Samui Hiroshi Rue
Samui nodded in understanding as all people began to leave, her smalie never fading as the two males walked through that familiar door. She turned to face Rin, the girl was very hyper yet did her job while her partner was lazy yet did his job as well. No wonder Shu allowed them both to stay. She slowly began moving forward, her hair swaying as well as she reached the door. Samui needed to speak with Sasuke, since she felt like if something was bothering him. Have a nice day miss. she said sweetly as she bowed in respect before making her leave. Its not that she did not wanted to stay in the room, in fact this was one of the many places she wanted to visit. But some things had to come first.(( E X I T S ))
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xxxAi had hopped off her spirits shoulder as soon as they arrived and explained the situation, being allowed to go into an empty room without any trouble. She had her spirit lay Samui down on a bed before trying to find any records of how Samui's treatment went. "Just relax Samui-San. We don't need you getting yourself worked up any more after I just stabilized you." She said, a bit out of focus since her eyes were scanning the documents in front of her. She sighed in frustration as she didn't really understand it. "No help for it. I'm going to have to try and find Shu." She said biting the inside of her lip before looking at Samui and decided it was to dangerous to leave her alone. Instead, she called a Hell Butterfly. She explained the situation and sent it to her brother. She knew where he was at least. She could have him give Shu the report and ask her to hurry down here. With that done, she sat down beside Samui to make sure she remained stable at least.
Both females had arrived to the patient room #46, a sense of irony filling her mind as she was layed down. This was the room where Sagishi was sent after arguing with Sasuke, and now she was the one there. Her body remained calmed, almost dead like as she saw Ai searching around the documents. That's right, only Shu, Jousake and I know how to treat this. she thought to herself as she saw how Ai was becoming frustrated. Teal orbs scanned the room as she felt the weight of the other girl on the bed. She knew this was worrying the albino badly, and she had to help. I can't speak, meaning I can't name the medicines needed. Maybe sign language, but not everyone knows it. she thought once more, she needed to get her attention somehow before she was out of oxygen. With her power of will, Samui managed to stretch an arm. This one trying to motion her to get an oxygen tank at least so she could breathe a bit better. Hoping Ai would notice in order to buy time.
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xxxAi had gotten slightly lost in her thoughts when a movement caught her attention. She saw Samui pointing to the Oxygen tanks and cringed. "Oh Shoot. Sorry Samui-San." She said quickly moving to get the oxygen tank set up before gently setting it up so that it was giving Samui the oxygen she needed. Checking that it was at the right pressure and not to much or to little, she allowed herself to relax a little. She didn't want to do much else in case she messed something up. Biting the inside of her lip again, choosing to stand this time in case Samui needed anything else. "Shu-Sama should be here soon. I sent a message to my brother to find her and have her come back with all haste. Where ever she may have gotten off to." She said as she rubbed her arms together absentmindedly. She was trying to keep her mind busy so she wouldn't freak out. This wasn't the best situation to be put in. For once, she had no clue as to how to help. All she could do now was try and keep Samui stable and relaxed until Shu could get here.
Samui nodded in understanding to the apology, glad she understood the whole charade she fulfilled. When finally being able to breathe, the tealed haired girl gave a sigh of delight. Finally some air getting into her lungs as she relaxed. Calm down....its alright. she managed to say gently. Imagining it must be very difficult for her to be on this type of situations. If she were stronger, she might have been treating herself. But her grieving news got the best of her at the situation, therefore being stuck on the bed for a while.
Tanka entered the complex easily. She ran this whole place, everyone knew her. Authorization wasn't needed. To add, she had been buzzed in anyways. Ether way, Tanka was now being lead by a member to the room where a new patient had arrived. They gave no details sense a division member had taken her there. Tanka tucked her hands into her skirts pockets and waltzed with ease into the complex.
She knocked once before entering the room. For obvious reasons to her. To others it would seem like a kind gesture however the knock sent vibrations through the room, giving her the details of whom are in there before entering. Tanka raised a hand out of her skirt and waved it once as to say hello before looking in the direction of Ai who seemed to be a bit frantic "I was notified of a patient here. Mind telling me why this lovely woman is in our presence?" Tanka asked lightly as she looked to Samui whom she knew held a sickness.
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xxxAi sighed as Samui told her it was alright. She sat back down, but made sure she could keep an eye on Samui while she tried to calm down. "This sin't the kind of situation I like to be in. I don't like to feel useless." She mumbled as she looked Samui over again to make sure she was doing alright. "Just relax and recover your strength Samui-San. Don't worry about me. I'm not the one who's the patient right now." She said with a small smile as she tried to add an air of humor to it. As long as she kept Samui stable she should be fine. She just had to keep her mind on that. She noticed Tanka come in and started to cringe before making herself relax. This wasn't the time to let herself be bothered by her usual discomfort. Instead, she decided to see if Tanka knew anything. "Samui-San exhausted herself in her search for her husband and her illness started to act up while we were in the Dojo. I managed to Stabilize her and bring her here. I sent for Shu-Sama to see if she knew what to do since I can't figure it out and I had no idea you were here Tanka-San." She explained as she remained where she was sitting, but her voice seemed stronger instead of it's normal shyness since she was in Medical mode.
A soft chuckle escaped her voice as Ai tried to add humor into the whole situation. She could relate how difficult it was, lighting up the atmosphere was a good angle to attack the feeling that lingered within her. Samui knew she was the patient, but her nature of being a doctor still made her worry about Ai's status mentally. To her surprise, another member of the squad arrived to the room. She knew Tanka could help Ai calm down, but she felt a small sting of awkwardness for a bit. Coming from her that is. Samui tried to prop herself up the most gentle way there was before replying. This so called "lovely" woman hasn't taken her treatment in quite a while, plus over exceeding her stamina. The current report is that my lung's oxygen is depending on a tank, my heart beat stable although the breathing was very aggravated on its own. she explained oh so casually. Forgetting for a moment she was talking of herself.
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