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Chisato Sakamoto
"How can you see into my eyes like open doors?
Leading you down into my core where I’ve become so numb.
Without a soul, my spirit's sleeping somewhere cold,
Until you find it there and lead it back... home."
"Now that I know what I’m without, you can't just leave me.
Breathe into me and make me real. Bring me to life.
(Wake me up) Wake me up inside.
(I can’t wake up) Wake me up inside. (Save me)"
The Order of the Black Flames
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A beautiful, seductive smile decorated Chisato's facial features, brightening them as she gently tended to one of her hospital's patients. An older gentleman who at the moment was paying several different cheesy compliments to his substitute shinigami doctor. Though he had no clue about the substitute Death God part. 'As clueless as always. Though it is terribly cute.' Laughing coyly at the man's joke, Chisato found that although her light side was enjoying herself, a different - darker - part of her soul was aching for some action. 'Perhaps I should pay a visit to Kuro-kun soon and see if he has anything for me to do.' With a plan in mind, she absentmindedly scribbled some notes down on the patient's chart.
"Well then, Sakamoto-san," Chisato began, enunciating the man's surname with a cute smile. It would seem that doctor and patient shared the name, thus the bases of the patient's flirtatious jokes towards his female doctor. 'What a disgustingly uncreative, perverted old fool.' the darker part of Chisato growled in annoyance. "If you're ready, I can go ahead and take a listen to those lungs of yours." she offered, pulling her stethoscope from around her neck and adjusting the tool for use. Her reply was another flirtatious joke that she giggled at before the man allowed her to place the cool metal against his skin. While Chisato listened to him breath, instructing him to take a deep breath every now and then, unknowing to her patient she was releasing her Zanpakutō's cyan-colored chakra past his skin. And although her darker personality begged for her to use the destructive energy, Chisato was feeling far to appreciated by this perverted old man to kill him... Today. So once she finished removing the disease from his organs, she pulled back and stood straight again, grabbing the chart pad to scribble a note down for the patient's attending nurse.
"Hm... Well, Sakamoto-san, I don't hear anything to be concerned about. So you can stay overnight, but I expect that you'll be back on your feet feeling perfectly healthy tomorrow!" Chisato explained, smiling again at the man when he mentioned something about already feeling better thanks to her "healing hands". Giggling, Chisato blushed and thanked her patient, bidding him a goodnight before turning to leave the room.
Once outside, the substitute shinigami left the patient's chart with a passing nurse before making her way towards the elevator down the hall. Sliding her plastic keycard in front of the electronic reader, Chisato quickly stepped onto the elevator once it had arrived. Stopping at her floor, the unusual woman slid carefully out of her gigai before pulling the human skin that resembled her own features, along down her home's hallway, leaving it in a random chair as she continued further into her condo to a dark room lit only by candles. Before she left to visit the Elite General and Leader of the Order, she figured that she could get in some quick magical practice by tending to her growing herbs and plants.
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䷺ Healing General ䷺
"Frozen inside without your touch.
Without your love, darling.
Only you are the life among the dead.
"All of this time, I can't believe I couldn't see.
Kept in the dark, but you were there in front of me.
I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems.
Got to open my eyes to everything."
