Black Medicine

It was only shortly after the incident itself that Takehiko came by. Same day, at most a couple hours later. Plenty of people had come and gone, and maybe only 30 minutes ago did Keiko's conscience return to her. That awareness didn't do her much good, however; the only thing it did was give her more suffering, as every inch of her body felt like creaking--above her waistline. For whatever reason, anything below her waist felt like it just didn't exist. She hadn't the will to give that much thought, however. All her focus was on belting out screams from the pain everywhere else. Her nose was still clogged with blood, now coagulating and drying out. The nurses cleared out her mouth, thankfully, so she breath while laying fully down. Bandages were wrapped around her head and eyes. The scabbing of blood in her sockets meant that they could scratch against her eyes if she moved them around too much, so they were sure to keep her eyes shut.

The nurses were pumping excessive amounts of painkillers into her system, just short of any lethal amount. Reason being, it never seemed to stop her pain. Even anesthetics that should've knocked her out had no effect. Closer inspection revealed that all the solutions pumped into her body were discarded or consumed by another, darker spiritual presence inside her. It was still an ambiguous entity, and still subtle, but it was riddled with a negative presence.

Over time, though the pain still kept her from ever having the will to speak or act, she was still acclimating by just the slightest. It was enough for her to comprehend the things people were saying around her, though it was difficult to piece together what they meant. At some point she heard someone talking about a hollow. Did they think she was attacked by a hollow? No... that's not what happened. It was... it was that woman....

Keiko's body shuddered, and that movement sent sharp pains running all across her body again, another yelp escaping her mouth. By now, Keiko's throat was damaged as well, torn from her incessant cries. Somewhere inbetween those cries, she heard a familiar voice. She couldn't quite tell who it was, but it was certainly male, and that thought alone sent another shudder through her body. A shock of primal fear settled in her heart, that emotion fueling the budding of a mass of negative energy in her inner world. Even through all her pain, the girl had to distance herself from the voice, and she pleaded along the way.

"N-no... ahh.... p-please... n-no males, p-please.... ahh.."

Her voice was hoarse, barely intelligible, but the nurses could hear. Aside from Takehiko, they asked for all the males in the infirmary to leave, bare the males also incapacitated.

The entrance of the needle in her body sent Keiko reeling, which naturally didn't make things any better. She winced in pain from it poking into her, serving to only let the needle dig in further, and thereby increase the pain. The pulse from the needle would inform Takehiko of all the problems nonetheless. The part of the skull over the frontal lobe had a spider-fracture, hanging on slightly together before shattering. Her nose was also broken, though definitely the least of her issues. Further south, Keiko's ribs were broken in several spots, the fragments of her ribs thankfully not piercing through her lungs, but the jagged shards did cause a bit of internal hemorrhaging. Further down, at the top of the lumbar section, her spine was snapped. This was the reason she couldn't feel anything beyond her waist. Any other damage was significantly minor, enough to heal on its own.

He'd also note, however, that a lot of this damage was being sustained. Naturally, doctors and nurses in the infirmary already did their best to attend to Keiko to no avail. There was a spiritual energy interfering with healing kidous and even their machinery. Takehiko would be met with much the same. The nose correction worked, thankfully, but Keiko soon recognised that the hands working on her were that of a mans, and in response, a flare of spiritual energy lashed out at Takehiko, riddled with negativity. IT was hard to tell with half her face covered, but Keiko's expression was clearly fearful.

No!! NO!! STOP, PLEASE! ACKH!"

The sudden movement and interruption to the nose work startled the scabbing, and blood ran from her nose again. Her screams were so loud and hoarse, she couldn't help but cough afterwards.