No Good Deeds [Noharu, Erica]

It wasn’t long before a humming sound could be heard from down the corridor, a cheerful and bright sound that could only mean one thing. A particularly chirpy healer was on duty today and with a clipboard in her hands, a pink haired woman would enter the room, a smile on her face that could light up almost anywhere or anyone, at least she hoped so. The notes given to her were vague, seemingly written in quite the hurry by whoever had written them and the reason why would become quite apparent when she looked upon her patient.

The blonde haired woman had taken a nasty beating, by the looks of it, with a large area of her body and limbs covered with burns. If that wasn’t bad enough, there were clear signs of bleeding as well, which caused the healer to feel a few moments of concern. Erica couldn’t help but muse briefly to herself about just what the cause of her fellow Shinigami’s wounds was although considering the damage, she suspected it was done by another Shinigami. Another spar that had gotten out of hand perhaps? It happened so often and Erica had become somewhat hardened to it but still, she couldn’t help but sigh.

Still, she didn’t let her thoughts stop her from her work and with the smile still on her face, Erica would approach the side of the bed and put her notes on the bedside table, before addressing her patient. “Hey there, I’m Erica and I’ll be taking care of you today. Don’t you worry, I’ll have you patched up in no time.”

Not wanting to leave the woman in pain for any longer than she had to, Erica would take a breath and tap into her kaido powers, before placing her hands a few inches about the core of her patient's wounds and starting her work, her hands turning blue as she began to channel her energy. She had no intention of working in silence and after only twenty seconds or so, she asked. “So, what happened?”

Erica listened politely to the story, her hands moving slightly from time to time as she went about her work. The tale was one that she'd heard before. A challenge that had gotten completely out of hand. It was an all too common occurrence in the pink haired woman’s opinion and she wished that there was a little more restraint among the Divisions sometimes but she supposed that it was bound to happen. There were some aggressive Shinigami among the troops, who seemed to live their lives through combat and little else. A lifestyle that Erica didn’t get but who was she to judge? She’d heal anyone who came to her, regardless of the why’s and how’s behind them needing her services.

“Some folks are just too stubborn to accept that they’ve been beaten.” She replied with a soft chuckle, doing her best to keep the atmosphere light as usual. “I’m certainly glad that I’m healing you and not her as I bet she’d be a real pain in the backside of a patient. The angry ones always are.”

That being said, the blonde woman’s wounds were certainly nothing to laugh at and the healer soon spoke again. “Your quick thinking sure served you well although I’d advise you not to spar for a while after your healing is finished. Take it easy for a bit. Doctor’s orders.”

The problem was that even when she was trying to give medical advice, Erica still looked so happy and cheerful that it didn’t make any real difference to her manner. Oh well.

From the sounds of it, Noharu had been a bit of a hellion in her younger days and Erica found herself smiling at the thought. The blonde woman didn’t seem like one from the impression that the healer was forming of her but everyone was a little wild as a youngster, no? As for the healer herself, she knew that she was a little naive when it came to certain parts of a Shinigami’s life and sooner or later, she’d have to deal with that but for the time being, Erica couldn’t have been happier, doing exactly what she was now. It was a pleasure to make sure that her fellow Shinigami were fighting fit and she thoroughly enjoyed every day.

“Oh no, I’m a full blooded member of Squad 2.” She replied with a grin, a touch of pride in her voice. “I haven’t been here for too long but I spend pretty much every day here, patching up whoever needs it. This is where I always wanted to be, from the moment I learned that I was a Shinigami. When I got into the academy, I spent most of my time studying Kido rather than the other arts and I guess my other grades suffered a bit for that. I have no regrets though, I know that Kido is where I shine.”

Noharu’s wound was being a little stubborn and for a second, Erica could almost feel the Reiryoku of the attacker from it, which was not the most pleasant of sensations. Still, Erica was unwilling to let that get to her and simply moved her hands so that they were a little closer, doing her utmost to repair the damage done and restore Noharu’s body to its beautiful best.

“I read from your notes that you’re in Squad 8, Noharu.” The pink haired woman then asked, a curious tone to her voice. “What’s it like over there? I heard that you guys do a bit of everything when it comes to work.”

“It must be exciting to wake up each morning and not always know what you’re going to be doing that day.” Erica cheerfully responded, her voice rather soothing in order to help the blonde haired woman relax. “I confess that I’m a little envious of you too due to that. It must be eye opening to one day be helping one Squad and the next another. You must have a lot of great stories to tell.”

The delicate hands of the healer wouldn’t stop for a moment, constantly releasing the gentle healing energy that would hopefully do what was needed. All the while, Erica’s own spiritual energy would almost be wrapping around Noharu’s own, supporting and restoring it, while fighting off the residual energy that the attacker had left behind. The pink haired woman wouldn’t go as far as to say that she thought healing another was an intimate affair but she liked to think that it helped to create a bond between healer and patient, one based on trust.

Thinking over Noharu’s words, she’d then ask another question, encouraging the blonde woman to open up to her, in order to keep her from dwelling on the pain. “You mentioned that you were a Teacher at the Academy for a while. What was that like? Must have been fun trying to fill the heads of the more rowdy students.”

Listening keenly as Noharu spoke, Erica couldn’t help but notice the similarities between the blonde woman’s previous occupation and her current one. Both seemed to involved being skilled in a variety of the Shinigami arts rather than specialising and the pink haired healer couldn’t help but feel that the eighth was definitely the perfect Squad for her patient. Erica could only dream that she had the same amount of flexibility when it came to her own abilities but honestly, she wasn’t upset. She’d chosen to specialise in the area she had and that was good enough for her.

“Sounds like you must be pretty good at everything though if you were able to teach the whole curriculum and be in Squad 8. I wouldn’t want to mess with you.” The healer said brightly, complimenting her patient with a smile, before asking. “If you had to pick one of the Shinigami arts though, which would you say that you were best at?” She was genuinely curious and interested to hear the answer. One thing was for sure, she certainly had a killer reaction time, given how she’d defended herself from the 4th Squad brute’s last attack.

The healing was starting to progress at that point and with any luck, the effects would soon enough be noticed. With her own and Noharu’s ever increasing energy working in harmony, the wound was starting to lose some of the ugliness, with the burns and bloodiest spots finally starting to repair properly. Kaido was never a swift process but with patience and care, Erica would chip away at the damage, which would hopefully eventually result in the blonde woman being healed without a scar.