Today was not a good one. She had slept fitfully, dreaming of Kashiro's memories and the recent events out at the Temple of Mother Suna. She had only been wanting to find Toraono Kuro and ask him if he knew anything about Kashiro. Sure what happened was a good way to know more about him, but good grief she just had to get sucked into something. First being kidnapped, then having to lead a bunch of kids and priests out while two really strong people battled it out. She did hope she could eventually get back down to that tunnel. Some of the history on that wall had been forgotten.
When she finally woke up, she was almost late for her shift at the clinic and had to rush her morning ablutions. Then work had been hectic. She had performed three emergency surgeries on older battle companions, and two on the "Zukas" with them. When the shinobi and companions were out of the woods, she scolded the shinobi for forgetting about themselves again. They looked suitably chastised when she finished and she was able to walk to the break room before she passed out from exhaustion. Sometimes, she really hated her job. One of the vet techs had shaken her awake some time later to alert her to a companion's failing condition. Kimi worked hard to try and save the great cat, but had been unable to do so. How was she to tell the shinobi that his companion was gone? She knew what it could do to a Zuka. She counted a small blessing that it had been one of the trio instead of the duo. On the other hand, it also made it that much harder. What if it had been one of her girls? The mere thought had nearly debilitated her. Only Kashiro's prodding had enabled her to do her duty and inform the man that one of his companions had passed beyond the veil and was now with the Great Mother.
Her shift ended shortly thereafter and she had quickly retreated to her domicile and cuddled with her girls. They trained together for an hour or so and then Kimi went to take a shower. Once dressed, she found herself in pajamas and crawling beneath her covers as though on auto-pilot. She knew logically that Kashiro was helping her, but in her tired state, she just didn't care beyond mentally whispering "Thanks" as she fell asleep.
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MFT; WC: 410
When she finally woke up, she was almost late for her shift at the clinic and had to rush her morning ablutions. Then work had been hectic. She had performed three emergency surgeries on older battle companions, and two on the "Zukas" with them. When the shinobi and companions were out of the woods, she scolded the shinobi for forgetting about themselves again. They looked suitably chastised when she finished and she was able to walk to the break room before she passed out from exhaustion. Sometimes, she really hated her job. One of the vet techs had shaken her awake some time later to alert her to a companion's failing condition. Kimi worked hard to try and save the great cat, but had been unable to do so. How was she to tell the shinobi that his companion was gone? She knew what it could do to a Zuka. She counted a small blessing that it had been one of the trio instead of the duo. On the other hand, it also made it that much harder. What if it had been one of her girls? The mere thought had nearly debilitated her. Only Kashiro's prodding had enabled her to do her duty and inform the man that one of his companions had passed beyond the veil and was now with the Great Mother.
Her shift ended shortly thereafter and she had quickly retreated to her domicile and cuddled with her girls. They trained together for an hour or so and then Kimi went to take a shower. Once dressed, she found herself in pajamas and crawling beneath her covers as though on auto-pilot. She knew logically that Kashiro was helping her, but in her tired state, she just didn't care beyond mentally whispering "Thanks" as she fell asleep.
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MFT; WC: 410