Over working is Working

Takehiko had gotten his mission from the Captain-Commander a while ago. He'd researched every possible cause. Even going outside his expertise in considering different things. His emotions may have come back from treating Keiko. But at this point, the young Kuchiki medic had three thoughts. First was that sleep seemed like something he did. He brought all the raw materials inside his room working closer to Keiko. Blood samples were closest here though he had plenty from her injuries. His eyes likely looked like he'd not slept in days. That was because Takehiko put the family before anything else. Personal rest wasn't as important as ensuring Keiko's health. He had written more documents on the subject of her then most. Finding conclusive evidence of something. A zanpakuto doing it was unlikely due to well her not getting that far. But could it be that something infecting her akin to a hollow? Now that was possible by his mark among other things. Takehiko stood up from his desk finally yawning as he sensed sunlight.

He felt like a cave dweller at this point for how long he was at it. He'd not gone to see Keiko herself yet. He wanted to make sure he was sure. Before bothering her and it wasn't anything else. Ruling out every possibility but the one. That was important as he found a stoic nature rubbing off on him. Walking out he itched the back of his hair. Keiko Kuchiki certainly livened things up here with her presence. Takehiko's missions had been canceled to settle this matter. His Captain had also thankfully let him work. The man had a propensity for not letting him bask in paperwork. The training was going well when he got to do it. But outside of the obvious, he spent time working on fields. Takehiko had certainly improved his skills since he was younger. Though he couldn't help but ponder the outcome of it all. What would come from this going forward? Takehiko didn't have access to his Bankai yet. His uncle forbids that thing from even conversation. He needed to get to it, but for now, his skills needed sharpening.

Zanjutsu and Hoho, his Kido skills were exceptionally already. But he lacked in terms of his use in the blade. And his steps while above-average needed work. He could perform the step his uncle used on occasion. Swordsmanship was the key going forward. He'd practiced for more kendo at the academy these days. Studying until his hands were bleeding. He needed to improve his skills drastically. To protect his family the Kuchiki. That was his goal going forward to defend them. From anyone who ventured or rose a hand to Soul Society. His job was to uphold the law with everything. That was the lesson his uncle imparted to him. Act according to what made you get promoted. Takehiko had changed how he carried himself as a Vice-Captain. Attempting to grow more into the role his Division chose him for. It was something he managed as a designated healer. Though there were struggles along the way. He'd felt as though he had gotten better standing in his doorway.

The noise at home was greater than normal, perhaps a guest or someone had arrived.