The nurse led Hanatarou out to the field and left him there with the observation that he looked like he could use some fresh air, as well as an admonition to "get some sun." The healer only stared after her for a moment, mildly puzzled, then glanced out over the field. What exactly was he supposed to do out here?
Not that he minded the chance to get outside when there weren't giant birds or something that wanted to eat him, but he wasn't exactly the most athletic shinigami in existence. After a rather dubious look around for someone he thought wouldn't mind his company, he finally sighed and trotted over to a nice empty corner of field and dropped to sit on the grass.
As he did, though, he thought he felt a little tickle in his throat and gave a quiet cough, wondering if maybe his faulty gigai was getting sick now or something. That wouldn't be good at all.
no subject
Not that he minded the chance to get outside when there weren't giant birds or something that wanted to eat him, but he wasn't exactly the most athletic shinigami in existence. After a rather dubious look around for someone he thought wouldn't mind his company, he finally sighed and trotted over to a nice empty corner of field and dropped to sit on the grass.
As he did, though, he thought he felt a little tickle in his throat and gave a quiet cough, wondering if maybe his faulty gigai was getting sick now or something. That wouldn't be good at all.
[free]