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 Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 8:48 am
 OoC:://[We may have to move on, I'll PM bubblecakes.]
Amie smiled cheerfully at the performance. "Wonderful, Mabushii-nii chan!~" He was always the perfect aid. She clapped, and rested a reassuring gaze on Tenshi. She seemed to be doing fine. It was a simple Chiyudo, and with her background, Amie had no doubts. It was always scary, but the determined Shinigami always pulled through, and Tenshi gave that impression. "So, how do you feel with this kido? Would you like to practice it some more, Tenshi-chan? Feel free to ask us any questions."
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 11:12 am
A hell butterfly phased through the wall, and found itself among Amie's finger. She stared at it curiously, then nodded. "I'll be right back class, we have a patient in the emergency room. "With that, Amie shunpoed off to get down the hall.
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 12:32 pm
Slightly flustered, Amie opened and closed the door, and returned to her seat back at her gigai. She brushed the hair from her face, and huffed, before smiling. "All set~"
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 3:58 pm
Slowly, the door to the room creaked open... Slowly, a hand was seen on its edge, a few fingers moving about with a playful jitter.... The door continued its creaking path until a boy was seen in the doorway... He held a half-smile on his face, looking around the room as he leaned forward and back on his heels... He whistled slightly, rolling his eyes as he looked at the ceiling... He made slight tapping noises with his feet now, seeming to have forgotten what was going on and why he was here... "Ha-o-o-o~!!" He attempted to whistle louder, but instead made the funny, noise chuckling to himself before looking down to see others...
His face stayed blink for a few seconds before he caught site of four people.... One was the captain he'd heard of.. the other was the vice he'd heard of... the other two could have been squad-mates but he wouldn't know... He quickly rose his left arm, and waved frantically at everyone, a large grin on his face... As his arm, and entire body shook crazily with the wave, something glimmered... A slight 'flash' of some sort from the white, shining sheath.... For some reason, the hilt and sheath were very 'Attractive' to the eyes, and could be called pretty, if not beautiful... Catching site of the blade would make one wonder what was inside....
"Hewwooo~!!!" He playfully spoke like a child, leaning forward and backwards while rocking and waving...
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 4:14 pm
She smiled faintly, as she watched the clear white reitsu form beneath her palms, wrapping once again around her slender wrists, her hands hovering before the shallow cut on the gigai's arm. After a few seconds, the gentle reitsu began healing the cut, her eyes widened a bit as the kidou worked this time. The flesh began to mend itself. After it finished she stopped her reitsu from flowing to her palms, smiling a bit at the success.
She ran her slender figures over the skin where the cut had been, the flesh healed, she smiled softly. She wiped the blood away, gently. She finally heal the cut on the second try. She looked up when she heard the sound of the wooden door open and close. She'd been so concentrated on preforming the kidou she barely noticed the captain leave. She gasped, hitting herself mentally before not paying attention.
"Welcome back,Taicho."She greeted, looking back at the door when someone else walked in, she stared curiously at boy, who looked younger than her.
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 4:57 pm
Shoku noticed the people in the room doing some sort of work or something.. He nodded, eyeing one girl who stared at him.. He gave a big smile, running into the room even further.... He stood just beside the girl, nodding his head after seeing what she'd just done... "You do pretty good... What was that just now.. I don't remember names very well..." He smiled, his childish voice growing slightly in maturity from earlier... His right arm went out to shake hers, as he looked up and at her..
"I'm Shoku... Newly appointed.. 3rd seat I think..? Yeah.. That thing..whatever it is.." He laughed slightly, not joking.. He didn't understand a lot of things and as clueless most of the time.. Now was no different.
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 8:29 pm
Mabushii smiled lightly at his captain before turning towards the new sounds in the room, eyebrow raising in slight annoyance as their third seat strolled in. He smiled lightly, knowing the boy's dendency to be rather upfront and, sometimes, "in-your-face". His hands slowly moved to his waist, instinctual motherliness kicking in. "Now, now, Shoku," He said with a chuckle, "What have we said about personal space?" The soft extenrior slowly faded, bringing forward a more commanding, but still gentle, tone. "Come come." A hand ushered the boy to Mabushii's side. "You need to be practicing these chiyudo too, dear. You can share my gigai with me!" The smile returned, as well as the softened features, conveying no malicious or scolding intentions.
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 8:40 pm
Shoku stood with a dumbfounded face, his mouth open slightly to give him a cute childish expression... He grin stayed as he nodded to Mabushii heavily.... He quickly found himself skipping merrily towards him, speaking.. "I think you said people should have some of it.... That 'Space' stuff..." He nodded more while walking, before coming to an abrupt halt, now leaning forward and backwards on his heels... he pivoted easily, now beside Mabushii and his training thingy...
"But that girl didn't say she had any space.. Specially' not the personal kind.." He laughed slightly to himself, rubbing the back of his head as he smirked.. He was only 'Half-Way' joking... With his attitude and behavior, it was hard to tell when he was doing this... "Now you said I gotta practice the Chyiko....No.. Chiyido.. Yeah.. that..." He nodded, hoping he was right at saying it and remembering what he'd just told him... "I'm more then sure I can do this.. I haven't gotten past thirty yet... I think I went for cookies that day.." He looked down, twiddling his fingers as he said the last part, hoping they wouldn't hear how training could be interrupted by sweets...
[EDIT.. I got bored..XD..]
Suddenly, he broke the state of being 'Weird' and closed his eyes, sighing before the Gigai.... he took a deep breath as his hands came out, beginning to circulate a faint reiatsu trail.... The aura became only slightly visible as he touched the blade at his side, pulling out the Beautiful weapon... He smiled, looking down at it... His aura expanded only slightly onto the blade, out-lining it to a point it merely glowed, bringing out its true shine.... The small light it emitted was something similar to Moon-Light and glittered with numerous shines...
He held the sword out, horizontally over the gigai... "Diagnose..." His voice lightly uttered the words, as the blade hovered over the body and they both began to glow... His eyes still stayed closed as he did this, using his blade as a sort of Beacon.... His Zanpaktou seemed to be of the healing element so he used it as a 'Totem' to focus better... It always worked having the Beauty with him...... Seconds passed, and the blade jolted with a pulse of reiatsu, sending it directly down and towards the body... The seemingly 'Ultra-Violet Moon-Light' shone over the body, like a projector..... He seemed to stand there, his eyes shut as he performed the move at his greatest ability...
His eyes opened and he came back out of the trance.... He laughed slightly as he rubbed the back of his head with the free hand.. "I-I forgot to put poison in him first... The Kidou is useless unless we make them consume poison..." He seemed sort of 'Sad' at his slight mishap, before slumping over towards a medical box... he shuffled in it and obtained the poison, before walking over to Mabushii and the table... He nodded to him before putting the substance marked 'Poison', in the gigai's mouth... "I'll wait till it spreads, till then I'll read up on number '33#'... It follows up diagnose.." He nodded, flipping out a pocket-sized book, and shuffling through it for the 'Directions'... He eventually found himself sitting on the floor with his legs crossed, just beside the Gigai, and Mabushii....
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 8:03 pm
(( Smico: Please remember to folow the rules of roleplay: Once you post, your turn is over. No editing unles you're correcting your spelling. Period. Also, you have not been trained to draw forth your shikai, hence you have not obtained it. Remember that before calling out a power you do not have and please mark it in your profile that you have not acheived either shiaki or bankai. I am only responding to everything before your edit.))
Mabushii smiled at Shoku, hands now placed gently upon his lap as the boy sat next to him. "Well, you're in luck, Shoku-kun. We're starting at square one today, with Chiyudo #5, so no need to read up until later." The smile simmered down a little, becoming more of a determined smirk as he went about explaining the lesson. His hand came up to identify what he wanted Shoku to do, placing the fingers tenderly against the exposed flesh of Tomo-kun's stomach and chest. "Now, I want you to take your zanpaku-to and make four, twelve centimeter cuts along the exposed skin here." The fingers tapped lightly on the designated spot. "Remember that they must be superficial, so don't cut too deep or it might take longer for the exercise to be successful." He smiled again, and leaned back to give the kid some more room to maneuver in, feeling no need to intervene if things got hairy.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 8:33 pm
COVrock (( Smico: Please remember to fol ow the rules of roleplay: Once you post, your turn is over. No editing unless you're correcting your spelling. Period. Also, you have not been trained to draw forth your shikai, hence you have not obtained it. Remember that before calling out a power you do not have and please mark it in your profile that you have not achieved either shiaki or bankai. I am only responding to everything before your edit.)) [Sorry bout that..but... That wasn't my shikai... My Zanpaktou's REALLY shiny.. all I did was make it glow mid-kidou, and come out for encouragement while I did the Kidou... I know I don't have shikai, or bankai.. my profile just doesn't say yet that I don't.. I'll fix it right away..]
[Thanks for the heads up on the 'Editing' thing... I didn't even know that..xD]
Shoku looked up at Mabushii with a slightly reddened face.. he nodded before maneuvering the Zanpaktou around a bit and standing.. He stretched his arms out over the dummy, and slowly went for cuts.. "Twelve centimeters..Hm.. are those like.. the long, mall or mini small, or Mini MINI small cuts..?" He seemed confused, before suddenly stopping.. He guessed, hoping it was the smaller cuts...
He went to slice, and steadied his hands, taking a tongue and placing it above his lip childishly to show he was concentrating..... He finished after about twenty seconds, smiling at his work before holding out the Zanpaktou... He closed his eyes, squinting as he smiled... He'd already mastered these techniques, and this was the first he'd done... He quickly allowed his hands and Zanpaktou to glow over the body, using it as a beacon once more.... "Chyiko... Number five.... Kai..KEEZU~!!" He playfully spoke the words, having the blade blow, the glimmering 'Moonlight' shine again... He nodded, his eyes opening and looking at what he did...." The cuts had began to heal instantly, having the light radiate on them for an added 'Visual' effect... He put the blade in its sheath carelessly, and held his right hand out, finishing any left over work... He brushed the area with hi hands now, smiling at Mabushii...
"Yay..?!!" His cheerful expression returned as he now nodded furiously towards the man... "I did good right.. It was easy.... That's one of the reasons why I love this stuff.. It seems so natural..."
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 9:26 pm
OoC:://[This is all my bad. I'm sooo sorry. I would check this forum, and see that it was smico who posted, and automatically think nothing else happened. Forgive me for taking so long to post.]
Amie looked on, more then satisfied with the work that was being done. "Excellent guys!~" She praised, at Tenshi's fine handiwork, and Shoku's quick review chiyudo. He was her newly appointed third seat. She trusted his skill.
"Alrighty then everyone! Let's move on. What area of medicine should we move into next? Thermal healing, conscious revival, or poison control?" She would give her students the option, and relied on Mabushii to help teach the lesson.
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 8:54 pm
Mabushii smiled lightly at his captain, eyes gently cradling Amie-san' image in them as his cheeks hugged the outer edge of the lids like a loving parent embracing their child warmly in the evening. His gaze travelled south and soon was back upon the gigai laying motionlessly in front of him. A smell silently teased his nostrils, playing lightly with the tiny philia inside before allowing the brain to interpret what it was that ascended upon Mabushii's sense. Sterile, but not stagnate. Sort of a flowery scent with that hint of disinfectants and possibly even a snippet of antibiotics. Such a dreamily depressing feeling that bestowed much comfort to all those not exposed to it on a daily basis.
Mabushii felt himself gage subconsciously, but didn't progress into a state of nausea which was a plus. He always hated that hospital smell, but could never escape it. Always trapped by the all-consuming aroma that seeped into his hakama and never washed out. After a brief moment he was able to collect himself, numbing that synapse of sensory once again before coming back into his usual normality. His finger glided weightlessly over Tomo-kun, caressing his flesh, loving him as if he were a brother/father/lover/son all rolled into one lump of skin and molded with tender loving care. He waited patiently for suggestions after that, planning to return to his office if class was to be adjorned early today.
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2009 3:40 pm
--Class Dismissed due to Rave--
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2009 5:50 pm
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