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[Retsu was tired.

No. That wasn't true. Retsu was utterly, bone-wearily exhausted.

It has been a week since Aizen fell. One of the worst weeks Retsu ever remembered in her long, long life. Yamamoto-soutaichou had fallen, along with three other captains, and several others were still in critical condition. She was one of the only people still capable of leading, yet she was also desperately needed in the healing ward.

She wasn't sure anymore how many days it had been since she slept. Shinigami were capable of going much longer without sleep than ordinary souls or mortals, but she was still reaching her limit. She glanced around and leaned against a doorpost for a moment, closing her eyes before she went into Jyuushiko's room.

It had taken all Retsu's considerable skill to save Jyuushiko. The blond arrancar had put a hole right through her chest, and there had been complications...Retsu still wasn't sure how fully her friend would recover. And Kyouraku Shunsui was still in critical condition in the room across the hall.

She took a deep breath and opened her eyes, passing through the kido barrier and going to Jyuushiko's bedside to see how she was doing.]

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[After a few minutes of quiet, crying, the tears turned to coughs, and Jyuushiko released her friend, pulling back so as not to get blood on Retsu.]

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[Retsu moved slightly to avoid getting blood on her haori, but didn't remove her hand from Jyuushiko's back, pushing healing kido into her to help her breathe and to soothe her lungs.,]

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[She covered her hands with her mouth, pushing the face mask out of the way to try to keep from getting blood in that, too. The cool touch of Retsu's power spreading through her chest was a welcome relief, dulling the spasms of pain that no doubt stemmed from her wound.

The coughs subsided after what felt like far too long, and she wiped the flecks of blood from her lips with the back of her hand. Her palms had blood on them too, but...easy enough to wash off.]

...Thank you.

[Her voice is a rough whisper, after the coughing, but she forces a smile for Retsu.]

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[She handed her friend a handkerchief silently.]

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[Jyuushiko took it, carefully cleaning off as much of the blood as she could with slightly shaky hands. Once finished, she folded the worst of the blood to the inside, and handed it back to Retsu silently.]

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[She tucked it away.]

Lie back, please. [She sat near her friend, easing her gently down. She didn't want Jyuushiko to wear herself out.]

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[Jyuushiko nodded silent assent, and did hee best to let Retsu support her weight as she shifted back down against the pillows. It wasn't quite enough, and she tensed, wincing slightly as one of the injured muscles shot pain across her chest as some of her weight rested on them.]

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[She rested a hand on Jyuushiko's shoulder, sending a bit more soothing kido through her to dull the pain.]

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[The pulse of Retsu's reiatsu was a cool, calming counter to the pain, and she relaxed into the pillows piled up on the bed. They were enough to keep her propped up some, for which she was thankful - it made breathing easier, right now]

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[She added a bit more kido to--not knock her out, but to calm her and help her rest.]

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[She could feel the kidou taking effect, coaxing tired muscles into relaxing a little more fully. She reached over to give Retsu's hand a small squeeze, and offered her friend a grateful smile. Leaning up against the pillows, though, body coursing with calming power, it was hard to keep her eyes open much longer, and soon enough, she drifted off into a somewhat more restful sleep.]

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[Retsu was in and out fairly frequently on her rounds, but Jyuushiko was asleep. It wasn't until late the next day that it looked like Jyuushiko was starting to stir again.]

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[Her sleep was peaceful - not full of fever dreams as it had been before, or the emptiness that came with near-total exhaustion of her power. When she finally began to stir again, she felt a little more...connected to the small faint pulses of power in the rest of the building. And a little more aware of the ache in her chest.]

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[soft smile] Feeling a bit better, I hope?

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[A small, slightly wry grin in return.] Does 'less drugged' count as better, or worse, in this case?

[Her voice is still soft and a little hoarse from her coughing yesterday, but the attempt at humor is clear]

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Better, I think--especially if you go by recovering a sense of humor.

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[A small, weak chuckle.]

It's good to feel a little more clearheaded.

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[She nodded sympathetically as she reached out with her power to run a diagnostic.]

If you feel up to it, there are a few people who would like to visit you.

There have also been quite a few get-well bouquets delivered but ah...Kiyone-san and Kotsubaki-san had something of a competition to not only send larger bouquets than each other, but also than any other well-wisher.

It got slightly out of hand, I'm afraid, so I felt it was best to remove them for the time being.

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[Her vitals were stable - low energy, and it was clear she'd be short of breath without the extra oxygen, but stable. She sighed, the sound both half-amused and half-embarassed. Trust her thirds to make it a competition.]

I can imagine. And...I think I could handle it, today.

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[She smiled lightly. At least their competition had provided flowers for most of the hospital rooms in Fourth. That was something.]

I'll keep their visit brief.

Nanao-san would like to visit as well, and [hesitating a moment] I think it would be best if Rukia-san visited as well.

[She didn't want to strain Ukitake, but she was worried about Rukia. The girl had barely spoken since she heard that Kuchiki-taichou died.]

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[She nodded slightly, as their conversation from the day before came back to her.]

How...is she, right now?

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Not well. She seems...withdrawn. It's hard to be sure, but I suspect she considers Kuchiki-taichou's death her fault.

And there is some...difficulty with the family. [glint of anger in her eyes] Several elders would like to rescind her adoption.

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[Her fists tighten visibly in the sheets.]

Stone-hearted bastards. Of course they are. [The judgement is harsher and more blunt than she'd normally voice aloud, but even with the rest, she's at the end of her rope and doesn't much mind if Retsu hears that particular opinion.]

I'll do what I can. [both for Rukia now, and in terms of...handling the Kuchiki elders]

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[nod] I've been doing what I can through my own connections, as well. [Officially speaking, she was not a clan leader--she'd given that up to become Yamamoto's student. Nonetheless, she had considerably influence in her family.]

[She nodded, brushing her hand lightly over Jyuushiko's shoulder.] I'll send in Kiyone-san and Kotsubaki-san first.

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[A brief nod]

Thank you. [Kiyone and Sentarou would be a good start to this day - even if they were overbearing, their enthusiasm and good nature was unstoppable]