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sunshineverse2014-01-29 01:11 am
not_thedragon) wrote in sunshineverse2014-01-29 01:11 am
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[open]|Konoha General Hospital
Where: Konoha General Hospital, Konoha Village
When: January 29th
Notes: Open to all
As much as every training he found himself unexpectedly shoved into reinforced the fact that medical ninjutsu was not his natural talent, Sasuke had to admit that it was a chakra workout, if nothing else. His own reserves were hardly inconsequential and still medical ninjutsu was draining unless he focused every ounce of concentration on maintaining perfect control, using only the exact amount of chakra needed for the task. Too little and the healing was incomplete; too much and he risked overloading his patient.
Not that he'd had an actual patient today. He'd thought he'd been done with resurrecting food and housepets, but the grumpy medic-nin who had somehow been blackmailed by Obito into training an unwilling Uchiha had said, in a tone brooking no argument, that there was no damn way Sasuke was getting anywhere near a spinal injury until he'd proven he could handle more complex vertebrates than a fish, and until then he was to leave suspected spinal injuries the hell alone until a professional could get there.
Which meant he'd been resurrecting snakes for the better part of the morning. Where the medic-nin had located this many snakes was something Sasuke didn't particularly want to examine, but he was still picking sloughed skin out of unexpected parts of his chuunin uniform as he walked through the hospital, heading finally for the freedom of somewhere not a sterile office.
When: January 29th
Notes: Open to all
As much as every training he found himself unexpectedly shoved into reinforced the fact that medical ninjutsu was not his natural talent, Sasuke had to admit that it was a chakra workout, if nothing else. His own reserves were hardly inconsequential and still medical ninjutsu was draining unless he focused every ounce of concentration on maintaining perfect control, using only the exact amount of chakra needed for the task. Too little and the healing was incomplete; too much and he risked overloading his patient.
Not that he'd had an actual patient today. He'd thought he'd been done with resurrecting food and housepets, but the grumpy medic-nin who had somehow been blackmailed by Obito into training an unwilling Uchiha had said, in a tone brooking no argument, that there was no damn way Sasuke was getting anywhere near a spinal injury until he'd proven he could handle more complex vertebrates than a fish, and until then he was to leave suspected spinal injuries the hell alone until a professional could get there.
Which meant he'd been resurrecting snakes for the better part of the morning. Where the medic-nin had located this many snakes was something Sasuke didn't particularly want to examine, but he was still picking sloughed skin out of unexpected parts of his chuunin uniform as he walked through the hospital, heading finally for the freedom of somewhere not a sterile office.
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Sasuke made his own face at both names, less truly irritated than kind of amused at the traits that medic-nin seemed to share.
"You're welcome," he said, heading back to the exit of the hospital as well.
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