Golden Lining [Rangiku, Noharu]

Pretty noisy day.

At least that's what occurred to Noharu as she settled into her bed. It had been a good 24 hours since she'd had her surgery. As it were, she was supposed to be resting. And technically speaking, she was doing just that. Settled cross legged on her hospital bed, with her zanpaku'to laying across her lap.

Yep. She wasn't supposed to be working her body out what with her lungs still recovering. And so she'd worked on other avenues. Kido scrolls she'd managed to convince one of the nurses to retreive from her barracks. Leftovers from her time at the academy, she sometimes had them used in supplementary lessons during the eigth division's rotations. And now, she was poring over them, when she wasn't meditating.

You haven't paid attention to me in over a year and this is supposed to impress me?

Ahhh, charming as ever~

"I must admit however, the gown truly suits you. I think 'Patient' is one of the more entertaining outfits I've seen you in. Hmhmhmhm~ Perhaps you'll wind up being a cripple. What with all this rest you're missing out on.

"Missed you too. Hows the inner world holding up? Strong I take it?"

But the answer didn't come, because a spiritual pressure had distracted her from her meditation. Her brows raising slightly before one of her eyes cracked open. She could tell they were talking with the nurses outside, but she couldn't help but be a little hyped, grinning when she saw them walk in.

"Well well well, look who the cat dragged in." Noharu noted with a lopsided smirk. Worlds better than when Rangiku last saw her coughing up lung sludge. She still didn't quit ehave her old pep back, but she certainly had been doing better.

However, someone else's spiritual pressure

Rangiku walked into the room as she was looking for her friend. It had only been a couple of days and Noharu was already looking 100% better. The strawberry blonde smiled as she saw her friend before making her way over and taking a seat in the chair next to the bed. Wanting to see how she was doing with her recovery.

"Glad you got that pretty smile back."

She spoke light heartedly to the blonde as she looked at her. Seeing her not spit up gross blood acid made rangiku feel a bit better about the whole situation. She wondered if she could even get her to join up Kommomura's gotei. Rangiku wasn't as familiar with Noharu's take on nobles.

Noharu smirked softly and gave a light chuckle. "Lung transplant. tube grown and installed by none other than Miss Retsu Unohana herself. Boy is she pretty when shes trying to be scary. She snickered. Not that she'd ever IMAGINE being around that for too long. Ugh, it was hot, but too much of it would just be unnerving. Hm, she paused for a moment, recalling her post op conversation with the woman. Tch. Way too early to think about that shit. She still wasn't even up to 100% yet. Let alone that 200% she was aiming for.

All the same, she'd certainly had a lot of time to think about things.

"You certianly seem nice and recovered too. Didn't you get your ribs busted up?" She ventured, peering a bit at the woman's side for a moment before frowning. "you haven't been ignoring those have you?" She asked with a suspicious peer.

Rangiku shook her head as she lifted her hands up. Igen had made sure that her ribs were good to go before she was even allowed to do anything else. She hadn't broken what he had said as she wouldn't be of use to anyone if she couldn't move. She sighed before looking over the blonde once more. If she was stronger she could have prevented her form getting that roughed up. She felt terrible.

"Sorry I wasn't stronger, Noharu."