It was, unnerving.. seeing him in this condition.
Sitting beside his bed, eyes scanning the same words she had wrote earlier that morning. He had been brought in at night, a mission that went.. bad. She wasn’t allowed details, as they were always confidential. Unless it had to do with the wound, such as a poison, or a unique weapon used. This however, it caught her off guard. It had been generally quiet in the village. She should have expected it really, the quiet before the storm.
A nin came to her window, waking her. Shishou was dealing with other pressing matters relating to the mission, Shizune working on another member of his team. She was ordered to handle Shikamaru alone.
He was in bad shape, such bad shape. At the time she didn’t allow herself to think. But now.. all she could do was play it over in her head. Everything about what had happened bothered her, and that wasn’t.. normal. She had seen and experience many strange and ugly things, handled it all generally well. It was cases like this that slowly ate away at you. He was one of those rare types, the type of nin who always seemed in control, not overly expressive, calm. Seeing someone like him so far gone, so lost. It was like she was dealing with a child, a little boy. He had been crying out in pain, was in complete shock.. Something to do with the mission maybe? she wasn’t sure. Thrashing to any touch, wouldn’t respond to his name. They had to sedate him so she could heal most of his thigh. He couldn’t see, his eyes open.. trying to hold onto anything, something.. When they finally put him to sleep, she finished what she could, before being depleted herself.
- Vision: Unable to see, is unclear if vision will return at this point.
- Left thigh had been torn to the bone, the bone it’s self had been broken. Took three sessions to pull most of it together again, but it’s weak. Any direct pressure could cause another break, or problems with the healing. It’s important he stays in bed, or is assisted by another while walking.
- Two ribs along right side had been cracked, now healed.
- Major cuts all healed, anything minor had been cleaned up and wrapped.
Setting the paperwork down on the table, running two hands up into her hair, tugging at it from the root. Closing her eyes as she continued to listen to the machine.
Her head shot up, looking over towards the bed, seeing some movement. Standing up.. “Yes.. yes It’s.. Sakura.. how are you feeling?” Right away she pressed her hand against his forehead lightly, checking for any temperature change.
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