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“Hey doctor, I’ve got a little problem.”
“So I guess it might be kind of a big one from what my friends tell me, but uh... I don’t think I’ve got a heartbeat.”
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doctormurderbird
“Hey doctor, I’ve got a little problem.”
“So I guess it might be kind of a big one from what my friends tell me, but uh... I don’t think I’ve got a heartbeat.”
doctormurderbird
Tap tap tap... The faint sound of rapping knuckles breaks through the peaceable quiet of the hospital, a searching hand seeking entry into Iwamine Shuu’s private office.
“Are you there, Doctor?” Akoya calls out courteously. It’s best to wait for a response before he tries to doorknob.
science time*
doctormurderbird
It was weird, not having a sword by his side.
It was even weirder the fact Kanesada had simply forgotten it home, something that never once happened before. He assumed, however, that this city was so peaceful (as peaceful as it could be) that whether he had it or not... It didn’t change much, did it? He wouldn’t engage in a battle, nor be sent to the battlefield. The man had his jobs, which kept him busy for a while, friends to talk to, a cat to take care of. No battles, no bloodshed, it was peaceful.
The tachi certainly enjoyed those times.
On a quiet side of the city, the man had found himself a bench to rest and relax. It was fine. Everything was fine. He could enjoy the slightly cold breeze, which made strands of his hair fly, the tweet of birds who flew by him. As peaceful as it could, and not having to worry about secret friendships or enemy attacks, Izumi no Kami Kanesada closed his eyes and let himself rest.