[The feed flicks on to show a huge figure, propped against some kind of padded support. He's still heavily bandaged and has obviously moved enough to reopen at least on of his injuries judging from the small stain to some of them
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[It takes a bit of time and a lot of deliberation, but after she sees that video, she decides that it is unseemly for a captain to walk about in such a disastrous state of repair. It's not hard to pin him down, but she eventually does, knocking on the door. There's a bag of things in her hand: more blankets, new dressing for his wounds, ointment, antiseptic, more clothes from the largest section of Gentleman Jim's.]
[Sif watched the feed for as long as it lasted, then found her curiosity get the better of her. The video turns on and shows her sitting with her legs crossed and the hilt of her sword visible against her lap.
This is the first she's seen of this man, which makes her wonder if he is new to the city. When she speaks, her voice is firm. She's a bit moody herself.]
You should see to your injuries before they become worse.
[In the end, he couldn't have summoned Unohana better if he'd been trying; that it takes her a little while to arrive suggests only that the basket tucked into the crook of her arm was not something she'd had with her when she saw the accidental broadcast.
She knocks, but it is perfunctory - at the moment, she is a healer and he a patient, which erases ranks which are equal anyways.]
You should be more careful of your wounds, Zaraki-taichou.
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[But which part of the feed he's addressing is left unsaid.]
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The fuck you talkin' about?
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[As if it weren't obvious.]
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Zaraki-taichou?
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Settling down on his bedding, Kenpachi grunted.]
Come in and hurry up about it.
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Bandages and clothes, sir. Since your current ones need replacing.
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[He made no move for the bag.]
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You okay, man? I don't mean because of the whole bleeding thing, but... other stuff.
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What other stuff? Who're you?
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I don't know, you looked a bit... [Best not say sad.] distracted.
I'm Tom. You?
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Course I'm fuckin' distracted. I'm cold!
Zaraki Kenpachi.
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This is the first she's seen of this man, which makes her wonder if he is new to the city. When she speaks, her voice is firm. She's a bit moody herself.]
You should see to your injuries before they become worse.
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Tch, they're fuckin' scratches. They'll heal. Who the hell are you?
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My name is Sif. [Wry] Who are you?
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[He's lying but right now he gives no fucks.]
Zaraki Kenpachi. Sif? You a fighter? [He's studying the sword with interest.]
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[In the end, he couldn't have summoned Unohana better if he'd been trying; that it takes her a little while to arrive suggests only that the basket tucked into the crook of her arm was not something she'd had with her when she saw the accidental broadcast.
She knocks, but it is perfunctory - at the moment, she is a healer and he a patient, which erases ranks which are equal anyways.]
You should be more careful of your wounds, Zaraki-taichou.
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Tch, that's what you're here for, huh? [Zaraki frowns up at the healer and lifts his shoulders in a minute shrug.]
It got cold. [Which is why he's now wrapped in a blanket.]
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