In My (medical) Time of Need [Training|Private]
Aug 6, 2017 13:18:31 GMT -7
Post by a r e u m on Aug 6, 2017 13:18:31 GMT -7
Healing Hands (Light)
Rank: "C"
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: A Healer gains the ability to heal Light Wounds within an amount of time.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: When laying the hand upon a living creature, the user channels positive energy that cures Light wounds within the amount of time performing a "C" Rank technique in handseals. While curing Light wounds this technique brings higher wound levels down by 1 step. Since undead are powered by negative energy, this Jutsu deals damage to them instead of curing their wounds.
Limit: Must be a Medical Doctor. Must know Healing Hands (Minor).
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"This is my intern, Kaguya, Areum."
Areum gives a curt nod, white latex gloves hands clasped behind the small of his back. He wears his black turtleneck, the sleeves pushed to his elbows, and his hair pulled entirely back. Because of the setting, he does not carry his entire arsenal and instead simply a kunai in his back pocket. A few loose locks of pink fall around his temples as he steps closer to the patient sitting on the cot. Because of his height, Areum has to crouch to his knees to take up the patient's arm to examine it closer. After a moment of examination, he says to the MD without removing his gaze, "Looks like a pretty standard laceration. No infection, though it's susceptible to it as is." A gentle touch to the frayed edges of torn flesh rewards him a jolt from his patient. "Actually, there are signs of the beginnings of an infection."
There's a presence behind him, the MD leaning over his shoulder to look, before the presence falls back. "Good," he says. "How would you treat it?"
"A light Healing Hands would clear it up." Before he is instructed, he pulls up his hand not lightly cupped around the patient's elbow and imbues it with a green light, pure chakra resonating with a slight hum. It takes a moment to fully envelope his hand, from palm to fingertips, for he is still new to controlling such about source of power, chakra directly from the being, from the core. With no handseals to direct the chakra flow, it can prove to be sometimes taxing for a doctor without experience. While perhaps he knows in theory how to take care of a wound, he does not harbor the same amount of hands on training as the doctor coaxing him along.
There is a slight wince, a sharp intake of breath, above Areum's lowered head but he pays little mind to the discomfort his patient may be caused. It's all just a consequence of feeling better, he wants to say, but presses his lips into a tight line as he concentrates. He watches as the gash closes slowly under his soft green glow. Positive vibes, his tutor had told him. Like he knew what that meant. Areum squeezes positive vibes out as best he can, snagging on negativity every so often. Moreso than anything, he will his patient to persevere, fingers twitching with near-excitement as the edges of the gash knot together, begin threading. Muscles slowly touch and thin skin stretches over it, thickens. Once he's done, the skin looks tip-top save for a thin, white scar. He takes his hand away, cutting off the chakra flow so the green fizzles out. The patient exhales with relief, cradles his fixed arm.
"Thank you!" The shinobi professes. "Thank you, it feels much better!"
"It was only a scratch," Areum says flatly. After a moment, his lips part into a generous however reluctant smile. "Though, you're welcome."