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“I take pride in my baking skills. I can cook somewhat well too, although I still need to look up pointers and recipes from time to time.” Rubelia spoke with pride in her voice, very relieved that Kal’tsit liked it.

“I’ll make sure to send some to the kids later, but if anything, just putting a sign here, should be enough.” Hence her taking a empty paper and writing Free Cookies ~ By the Doctor in cursive, hoping that it was more than enough for those that came here.

There was really now way she could make enough cookies for every operator in Rhodes Island now, could she?

“Although pardon me asking this, but you seem quiet than usual.” Ruby spoke to the higher-ranking cat and stepped just a bit closer to be able to look into her eyes. “Tell me Kal’tsit, are you worried about Reunion? Or is it something else entirely?”

“Maybe one of these days, I’d have you make something for me, then.” She spoke, mentally composing herself and all. There was enough flashbacks that had occurred on her mind already, as is due to this interaction of hers with the Doctor.

Either way, with Ruby breaking the ice with such statement and question, Kal’tsit would lock eyes with her again, a question in which she’d immediately answer with “My worries about Reunion is already a given, much like how Amiya worries about what course of action they would take on next. Its always been on my mind ever since. And the reason why I’m more quiet than usual is most likely due to the adverse effects of overexhaustion. Maybe I do need some proper rest one of these days, at least even just once.” A pause. Again, she can give such excuses due to the fact that there was evident proof enough to legitimize them. To make them sound true.

Still, how long can she keep this up, she wondered?

After all, its not a matter of “if”, but a matter of “when”.

“Don’t worry about me.”

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"You may have forgotten everything, but I don't."

Private & Selective

Kal'Tsit, from Arknights

Written by Anodyne

-Personals, do NOT reblog-

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“Hey now, I’m not her dad or mom, and she’s a grown-up, not to mention my superior, so babying her too much would feel humiliating for Amiya, don’t’cha think?” The good Doctor spoke and decided to motion for Kal’Tsit to come along.

“Good, then I’ll just make you the best cookies you ever ate. The kitchen should be free right now and the ingredients, are restocked plenty as well, so please follow me, Kal’tsit.” With that out of the way and one baking montage later, the cookies were served on a trail.

“Yosha, here you go. Chocolate chip cookies, made plenty of them, so we can give the other operators some too.” Ruby knew that Projekt Red, Cuora and Ifrit definitely would appreciate them. “Take a test bite and tell me of your judgement, oh high leader Kal’Tsit~.”

“I didn’t say that you have to baby her. What I’m saying is at least check on her every once in a while, talk to her if needed be. Make sure she’s not overexerting herself too much, too.” Was what Kal’Tsit stated in return before then letting out a sigh and followed the Doctor this time over to the kitchen. Indeed, she was right. Everything there has just been restocked plenty yesterday, and around this time, there wouldn’t really be anyone who’d be using the kitchen.

“I’ll be the judge for that.” She simply stated as she watched as the Doctor did her handiwork on baking, from start to finish.

Thus, being offered to take a bite from one of the freshly baked cookies, Kal’Tsit would do that, walking over to the tray, picked up one of the cookies, which are still really warm, at that, and took a bite.

And man, did the memories start flooding her. Hence the slow chewing. Hence the radio silence. Kal’Tsit remembers the taste, all too well, remembers each and every single instance that she got a taste of the Doctor’s baking whenever the both of them had spare time back in Babel.

After swallowing what she had bitten off from the cookie down, she would say “It... Its good. Maybe the claims from the other Operators are indeed true, after all...”

She did almost slipped on telling that it has been a while since she had last eaten anything the good Doctor had made for quite some time, but she managed to steel herself and hold back on such.

Still... oh, how she had missed this.

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“Some call me Ruby-San or even Doc Ruby, so really that claim is false.” Ruby pointed out and decided to get dressed again, after Kal’tsit was done with addressing her wounds and patching her up. “Still, how’s Amiya been lately? Haven’t really had much opportunity to speak with our leader much.”

“Although aside from you, nobody really calls me Rubelia, but that aside, I forgot to ask, but how have you been yourself? You always overwork and all, so do you think I can drag you off to the balcony or wherever, so you can relax a bit?” For now she’d ignore the whole paperwork mention.

“I’ll get it done later today. Oh right, how has Mon3tr been? Haven’t heard of that dragon in quite some time, or is it just hibernating in your spine again?”

‘... My point still stands that there are still some that call you either Doctor, or anything else that would conceal your identity.” Kal’Tsit pointed out in return, raising an eyebrow, before then also adding “She’s doing well. Although it would be much better if you do get to spend more time with her.”

“As for me, you don’t have to concern yourself about me. I’m doing fine as is.” Sure, there were telltale signs of lack of sleep, or rest, in general, but Kal’Tsit seem to be able to take it well, seemingly. “But if you’re going to insist on dragging me off to the balcony to relax, then my approval would depend on how well your baked food will be.”

“As for Mon3tr, its always in my spine. Only when I beckon it would it be out and active. So yes, you’re right that its currently hibernating, in a sense.”

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“Aren’t you quite the cold one, Kal’tsit?” The Doctor spoke and gave a light flinch when the other started tending to her wounds. “I’ve a lotta energy, I need to move and get rid of it. Probably some form of hyper-diligence or hyperactiveness. I should get myself checked in the mental department one of these days, unless you can handle that for me too?”

Okay now it was starting to burn. She may or may not have started to regret going onto the frontlines herself to help out the operators. “D–Do indulge me a bit, but why do you never call me by my name? Rubelia, or as most say, Ruby? Is it out of being professional or stuff?”

So many questions and the Good Doctor feels it’s all connected to her past she cannot remember. A pity, perhaps she was on better terms with the cat behind her? “Say, do you want me to bake you something later? I’m a pretty good baker if I say so myself.”

“So that’s how you see it, huh? Cold?” Kal’Tsit did know of such reputation she had, but she really didn’t made any attempt to change such views. “And see, if you want to get that energy used up, then why don’t you actually also help with the paperwork, too? You’ve managed to do some, but there’s still several piles that are pending. I think I’ve given you a notice on such that requires working on, but I haven’t received any of those, yet. Still, if you deem it necessary to have a mental checkup, then by all means come to me.”

“...” Well, she fell silent for a short while, when the question was given to her, before she, herself, would notice the silence she has been giving off, too, in which she would reply with “The answer already left your lips. I’m being professional. Even the Operators that accompany you out in the field resort to calling you ‘Doctor’ instead by your name during operations. Or would you rather Reunion find out who you are?” An excuse, per se, but an excuse that has a fairly strong point, it might as well be considered a legitimate answer.

“So I have heard from the other Operators.” She said in regards to the Doctor’s baking skills, if not, to immediately shift the topic somewhere else. “If you have enough time to do so, then by all means do what you want and bake something for me, then. I’ll see if the claims of some Operators here of you baking well does live up to them.”

Of course, she already knew that she was skilled on such. After all, the Doctor did baked for her a few couple of times before. Something Kal’Tsit remembers all too well.

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“Sheesh, you make it sound like you wanna cut me open and experiment on my corpse. Ever heard of the saying Let the dead rest, lest you be a pest.“ Yeah a bit of a jest, but Ruby popped her knuckles and some other bones.

“Yannow, Hoshiguma, Hellagur and pretty much everyone that isn’t Nian or Amiya, are scared of you. Is it because of you being strict? I used to be scared of you as well, but now I feel pretty warm and safe around you.” Of course she leaned over the table, only to gaze closer into the green-hues of the other. “You don’t even get my permission to treat me, so I’ll obey you without even you saying anything too, is that a side-effect of you being a higher position than me?”

“Whatever, I’m likely overthinking things.” Hence her finally sitting on the edge of the operating table, removing her top and turning her back to Kal’tsit, “Treat away doctor, and don’t make it hurt as much like last time.”

“If I wanted to cut you up, I would have done so, already.” Was her reply to the jest. But then, she let the Doctor prattle on on how others are weary around her presence, due to the front she was putting in front of them. And for that brief moment, Kal’Tsit would be staring onto her eyes as well, green hues meeting silver orbs, before then looking back to her wounds, and resumed tending to them, for she had stopped for the briefest of moments when their eyes met.

She would let out a chuckle, however. Just once.

“You cannot even obey me properly when I tell you not to rush in on the fight, yourself. If you did, then I wouldn’t have given you a scolding earlier.”

Alas, she quickly had the usual expression of hers return, now, moving onto tending to the injuries the Doctor had sustained on her back. Again, nothing worse enough to garner some unnecessary worry. “The only reason why it hurt that much like last time was because you were moving so much.”

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“A pity, seems like I’ll just have to scold everyone then.” The Doctor chuckled, deciding to quiet down and listen to Kal’tsit, the ever-so-present smile not lessening a bit.

“My tactical prowess can only take us so far. That and what use is it if I don’t help out every now and then. If Reunion blindsides me, I’ll rely on my luck and my fellow operators to keep me safe, besides, I still don’t have any memories before leaving the Sarcophagus that Mephisto is searching for right now, so who knows if I used to be like this in the past too?”

Removing her black cape, she was showing the injuries to the higher-ranking doctor. “Just some scraps here and there, nothing a bit of medicine won’t heal.” Oh look, the smile was still there. “Do indulge me a bit, but is there a reason why you’re the only one allowed to treat me?”

“Ironic, as you’re the one in need of scolding right now.” Was her reply. “That, and the Operators are only really doing what’s expected of them to do whenever there’d be a debriefing every after an operation is done. That is to relay out everything that had happened during the operation, minute detail or not. I clearly cannot see what made them warrant a scolding from you.

“I would have said you’re lucky, but luck has nothing to do with it.” She pointed out. “Just do be thankful that our Operators know exactly what they’re doing, especially after you lead them on out in the field.” She would be silent, however, when the Doctor did referenced on wondering if she was like this on the past, as that’s something Kal’Tsit knew all too well.

A story for another time, that would unearth itself, eventually, perhaps.

“Because I’m the only one who knows what to do in terms of treating you. Would definitely help, too, in the future, should your so called luck run out, and I find you on my operating table.”

Alas, she started treating her of her injuries. Nothing too concerning about them, really, but still, she have to make sure they are tended to.

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“Yosha…” Entering the through the door, she closed it behind her, a bit stiff, but still pouting, once Kal’tsit called out to her. “I got lost on the road of life when I came here, so you should be used to it, Kal’tsit.”  Yeah, she had scraps and a few cuts here and there, definitely in need of some treatment.

Upon hearing that, the good doctor asked. “You wouldn’t mind telling me who told you, would you? Might as well scold those kids again.” Still, she took a seat, letting out a puff of air and deciding to be honest. “There’s no reason. My blood got pumped and everyone seemed like they could need some help, so I decided to help out. Can’t purromise I’ll not do it again though.”

“The identities of those Operators who reported me of such would remain anonymous.” She firmly said. “You were out there in the field with them, you should know who they are, already.”

Deadpanning on the Doctor’s pun, with a frown, to boot, she would then say “Your tactical prowess is already plenty of help to them, something you and I know well. You heading out there to ‘help’, as you claim, only would be a catalyst to complicate things. What if something unexpected would happen, like Reunion managing to blindside you. What then?”

She’d shake her head. Why is she still spending time reprimanding her? As she stated, with that pun of hers, she’d just go do it again.

“Your injuries.” She began. “Show them to me.”

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Anodyne (Closed RP with insxmnesia)

“You’re late.” That was the terse greeting Kal’Tsit had given to the Doctor when she had arrived in her infirmary, arms crossed as she gave her a look, raising an eyebrow as well. “Then again, I shouldn’t really expect much, since you do mostly arrive late.”

“I heard you fought again in the field.” She stated. “Some of the Operators currently active told me so.” A sigh. Really, its good that her mind still remembers strategy and tactics acutely, and her muscle memory is very much intact, too, but the latter sure makes for several... reckless scenarios in which the Doctor sometimes would break from the back lines and also fight in the front lines at times.”What’s the reason this time, aside from ‘My body acted on its own accord’?”

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