Hardly any time seems to pass, but near-immediately, most of Kaisou’s concerns are put to rest. Or rather, they are raised even further. A few familiar signatures seem to enter the relief station a fair distance away, however, a singular one stands out. He jolts upward from his seat, feeling the reverberance of Sango’s overbearing nature as she steamrolls through the entire division. She is like a wrecking ball, tearing through, against her will, she stands out among the silent and quaint 4th Division Barracks like a fish out of water.
"...TS-TSUNODA-OUJI-SAMA!!! ARE YOU IN YOUR QUARTERS?! DID TOSU ARRIVE IN TIME?! THIS IS THE ONLY PLACE I COULD THIN—"
Her loud, boisterous voice carries over through the different alcoves and nooks that make up the Sōgō Kyūgo Tsumesho (綜合救護詰所, "The Coordinated Relief Station"), loud enough for all to hear as she searches through each individual part of the maze for both Kaisou and her Tenth Division partner. Her voice is cut off—and although Kaisou is unsure why, his attention–too–is taken away from what that woman was saying. A gentle buzz shakes through the pocket of his Hakama; his loud, universal ringtone playing openly for all to hear. Sango would recognize it no doubt, and like a shark in the water she would seek out the pretty boy. Kaisou himself–however–would remain distracted. The message on his Denreishiki was brooding and puzzling. Its vague nature and shortness, combined with the fact that Tosu was missing his treatment for this very reason, could only mean something had already or was going to go, horribly wrong.
[Heading To Naruki City. Boss In Danger.]
Kaisou wasn’t so oblivious that he didn’t know that the 10th Division was without a Captain, so this boss could be anyone in the several seats above him.. Right? Or, was he talking about the boss, the somewhat cute teal-haired individual who had the height to match! Kaisou pulls himself away for a moment, finding himself winding down the rabbit hole of trying to remember exactly how Hyouzoku-San looked. A single image darts across his mind, though he can hardly remember if it was accurate, just the fact that he enjoyed the picture he had painted in his head of the Lieutenant. Like foreboding thunder to warn of an incoming storm, Sango’s footsteps get louder. Through the different beams that raise the garden-like structure from the ground, and around the various palisades scattered about, Kaisou finally catches wind of her towering frame. Once he locks eyes with her a considerable distance away, she is already upon him. Stomping about, Kaisou even attempts to flee from her, running in the opposite direction as he knew exactly what this all meant. He wasn’t against going to save his friend, or the cute Lieutenant, but it was just the fact that he hadn’t left the salon even an hour ago! The World of The Living is always filled with dust, debris, and other methods of ruining the medic’s image. Per Tosu’s text, it’s a possibility that World of The Living could be even more terrible than he’s used to!
"I'M NEARBY! KEEP THE GATE AT THE READY!!!"
GAH!
She was close; he heard sango yelling into her watch behind him, felt her breathing on the back of his neck before–
SNATCH!
From the back of his dark indigo Kimono, he is yanked up with no less effort than it takes to pick up a doll. Like a lioness carrying her cub, Sango holds Kaisou above the ground as she continues to stride through, and eventually out of the barracks. She whips the man’s body around, ragdoll-style until he is secured with his arms locking over her shoulder and his legs around her lower torso like a piggy-back. Her massive frame and abrasive running cause him to bounce with every step, putting an unintentional pause between every word he yells.
"SAN- GO- PUT- ME- DOWN- NOWWWW!"
He screams at the back of her ear, his hair blowing against the wind with more force than he would like, seemingly sapping all of the product from his bangs. He backtracks briefly to her message which–he presumed to be a response to Tosu’s. The gate? Had she really intended to plunge herself into this chaos, and what’s worse–take him along with her??!
"...TS-TSUNODA-OUJI-SAMA!!! ARE YOU IN YOUR QUARTERS?! DID TOSU ARRIVE IN TIME?! THIS IS THE ONLY PLACE I COULD THIN—"
Her loud, boisterous voice carries over through the different alcoves and nooks that make up the Sōgō Kyūgo Tsumesho (綜合救護詰所, "The Coordinated Relief Station"), loud enough for all to hear as she searches through each individual part of the maze for both Kaisou and her Tenth Division partner. Her voice is cut off—and although Kaisou is unsure why, his attention–too–is taken away from what that woman was saying. A gentle buzz shakes through the pocket of his Hakama; his loud, universal ringtone playing openly for all to hear. Sango would recognize it no doubt, and like a shark in the water she would seek out the pretty boy. Kaisou himself–however–would remain distracted. The message on his Denreishiki was brooding and puzzling. Its vague nature and shortness, combined with the fact that Tosu was missing his treatment for this very reason, could only mean something had already or was going to go, horribly wrong.
[Heading To Naruki City. Boss In Danger.]
Kaisou wasn’t so oblivious that he didn’t know that the 10th Division was without a Captain, so this boss could be anyone in the several seats above him.. Right? Or, was he talking about the boss, the somewhat cute teal-haired individual who had the height to match! Kaisou pulls himself away for a moment, finding himself winding down the rabbit hole of trying to remember exactly how Hyouzoku-San looked. A single image darts across his mind, though he can hardly remember if it was accurate, just the fact that he enjoyed the picture he had painted in his head of the Lieutenant. Like foreboding thunder to warn of an incoming storm, Sango’s footsteps get louder. Through the different beams that raise the garden-like structure from the ground, and around the various palisades scattered about, Kaisou finally catches wind of her towering frame. Once he locks eyes with her a considerable distance away, she is already upon him. Stomping about, Kaisou even attempts to flee from her, running in the opposite direction as he knew exactly what this all meant. He wasn’t against going to save his friend, or the cute Lieutenant, but it was just the fact that he hadn’t left the salon even an hour ago! The World of The Living is always filled with dust, debris, and other methods of ruining the medic’s image. Per Tosu’s text, it’s a possibility that World of The Living could be even more terrible than he’s used to!
"I'M NEARBY! KEEP THE GATE AT THE READY!!!"
GAH!
She was close; he heard sango yelling into her watch behind him, felt her breathing on the back of his neck before–
SNATCH!
From the back of his dark indigo Kimono, he is yanked up with no less effort than it takes to pick up a doll. Like a lioness carrying her cub, Sango holds Kaisou above the ground as she continues to stride through, and eventually out of the barracks. She whips the man’s body around, ragdoll-style until he is secured with his arms locking over her shoulder and his legs around her lower torso like a piggy-back. Her massive frame and abrasive running cause him to bounce with every step, putting an unintentional pause between every word he yells.
"SAN- GO- PUT- ME- DOWN- NOWWWW!"
He screams at the back of her ear, his hair blowing against the wind with more force than he would like, seemingly sapping all of the product from his bangs. He backtracks briefly to her message which–he presumed to be a response to Tosu’s. The gate? Had she really intended to plunge herself into this chaos, and what’s worse–take him along with her??!