[Log] Into the "Troll's Cave" [Status] - Incomplete

[got_the_touch]

Characters: Ishida Ryuuken, Unohana Retsu
Location: Ryuuken’s office of doom
Date: Friday, January 11, 2008
Rating: PG
Summary: Retsu goes to inform Ryuuken that he’s been a very bad boy his tests came back positive.

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[cornerofficecma]

Still seething from Kisuke's insistent prodding, Ryuuken's mind refused to focus on the mountains of paperwork that covered his desk. Ever since Retsu had insisted upon a private sit down, his nerves were running at an all time high and he'd already snuck out for three cigarette breaks in an attempt to calm himself. Whatever the demonic doctor wanted, it was sure to be something that was going to ruin his day, something he was sure that she was counting on.

Aside from it being something in reference to the meeting with the insurance adjusters, Ryuuken had no idea what in the hell was so important that Retsu had to disturb his already overloaded day. He hadn't even bothered with her staff or his usual tendency to torment and threaten her budget here of late with the influx of his work load with the craziness that was tax season.

Agitated slate-blue eyes glanced at the clock, debating if he would have enough time to run out for another quick smoke break but the thought was dashed away with the knocking at his door.

Dammit."It'

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Her knuckles gently rapped upon the door, one, two, three times, before she stopped. She had heard movement within, foretelling that he was indeed inside. Then again, they had decided to meet, and she somehow doubted that Ryuuken would pretend not to be there now. While Retsu did not enjoy giving people bad news, for to her, being a Doctor was about helping people, not hindering them, there were times when such things needed to be done

[cornerofficecma]

Ryuuken glanced up from a contract he had snatched up in an attempt to look busy rather then pining away for another nicotine fix, to lift a elegant eyebrow at Unohana's almost demure facade. And facade or no, he still couldn't help but feel a little trapped by the normal comfort of his closed door, but then he wasn't often closeted away with a sadistic doctor either.

A quick jerk of his head was the closest thing to his offering of a seat to his guest as he perused the last few lines of the contract he had worked on earlier in the morning before setting it aside and turned his full attention to Retsu, his fingers grabbing one of the many pens on his desk to toy with in his agitated state.

[OOC: PLEASE FORGIVE ME T_T I so did not mean to keep you waiting so long...*blames Kisuke's lackadaisical influences XD]

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He had been busy, but that was nothing new, and Retsu knew that no matter when she had come, he probably would have been. After all, like Byakuya, was he not a hard worker? Too hard, in her own mind, for all work did tend to push people over the edge. A bit of lightness was what people needed from time to time.

Waiting until a seat was offered, Retsu moved, gently sitting upon the edge of it, and folded her hands within her lap. Quietly did she wait, until he turned his attention away from his work, and placed it upon her. In a way, it was slightly unsettling, for he did have that affect on her, whether he knew it or not.

Not one to beat around the bush in most circumstances, Retsu stated, with a a touch of a perplexed tone in her voice, for although she had run the test more than once, the result had continued to come back the same. "I'm afraid you failed your drug test, Ishida-san."