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[thieverys_a_sin]

Who: Thief King Bakura, Tsunade, anyone else walking around
What: TK broke his arm when the earthquake destroyed his home. Awww, D:
When: Right........now.
Where: At the park.
Rating: I like unrestricted. :D

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[sucker_sannin]

Tsunade was fast. Not so fast that she was there instantly, but the wait wasn't entirely long. She'd run, after all, rather than wasted the chakra to get there in a matter of seconds.

Besides, with these sorts of cases, a minute or two didn't change much if the injured person wasn't moving around too much. Then again, this person was the type to push through pain (at least as far as she could tell). The fact that it was in the park slowed her down, of course, as she was forced from the building tops to the ground.

She was there less than five minutes after promising to come, however. That was good enough from the other side of the city, in her book. Slowing to a walk, she took a moment to brush her hair back into a ponytail again properly before picking out the form of her upcoming patient.

"What have we here, then..."

[thieverys_a_sin]

"Enh?"

Glancing up, Bakura smirked - and grimaced a second later, pushing himself to his feet. "Well well...that was fast," he said, the final words coming from clenched teeth. Once he was on his feet, Bakura nodded toward his injured arm. The sling was beginning to come loose, and blood dotted the linens he'd used to hold the arm at his side.

"Here," he said, holding the arm out as much as he could. "The building was falling apart, and when I got out, a chunk of rock...or whatever it was that kept it together...knocked me down, broke my arm." Another glance up before he went to move the linens aside to reveal the injury. "It's not pretty."

[sucker_sannin]

Tsking slighty, prepared to push the other back down and remind him that he wasn't supposed to move, the medic was completely distracted by the arm being presented to her. It wasn't the worst damage she'd ever seen, but the skin was broken and the bone seemed to have been knocked into an awkward position. She reached out with practiced hands, touching delicately as she examined the extent of the damage.

She should clean it, really. Get it properly fixed up before beginning to do anything else. There wasn't time for that, though; besides, it would be easy enough to deal with an infection after the fact. Better an infection than further damage to the arm's structure.

"Sit back down," she ordered simply, releasing her brief hold and glancing up at the man's face. "Are you ticklish?"

[thieverys_a_sin]

He watched curiously as Tsunade looked over the injury. It wasn't often that he had others help him with such injuries - at least not until he'd met her - but she was back home, and Bakura...was here. And here was NOT home.

Normally, he would've snapped back at such an order - at the moment, however, he was in too much pain, and complied, gritting his teeth as he sat back down on the ground.

"Ticklish?" he asked, startled by the question, and chuckled. "I don't know about that - we've just met."

[sucker_sannin]

"Che," Tsunade tsked, shaking her head with a dramatic sigh, "talk with a woman while she's useful and leave her when she's spent. Men are so predictable."

Or dead. Or gay. Or the enemy. Or married. It was very long-suffering, being a woman.

[thieverys_a_sin]

"Hn?" Bakura stared at her, obviously surprised. "I thought you had to go. Standing there fixing your hair and all, I thought you were preparing to leave."

[sucker_sannin]

After blinking, Tsunade quirked a brow at the man, obviously slightly confused.

"Is fixing your hair to keep it from getting in your face the modern way to tell someone it's time to shove off? Man, maybe I am getting old..."

It was a scary thought.