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[header]Sagisō[/header]

"No bargaining," the virago was firm in her stance. So much so that after her declaration she turned away from Kiro and back to her wounds. By now the hair she'd used to form a makeshift bandage was slick with blood. As she unwove the threads, the gleaming metals of two kunai knives were revealed: one whole and one severed at its base.


Sagisō grit her teeth, expression distorting with pain as she pried the metallic blades from her body. She then covered both wounds with a sticky globule—a liquid bandage. Its adhesive properties kept it firm to her skin while its thick viscosity held its shape as it seeped into the wound, acting as a coagulant and preventing blood from leaking from her severed flesh. Staunching the bleeding was only the first task; next, Sagisō hair rose once in fine strands. With motions she'd practiced a hundred times before, she had in a matter of moments sewn her wounds shut. Finally, she stripped off her fur cloak and turned it into a temporary cast in which she laid her arm.


Scars—once covered by her furs, hinted at the girl's familiarity with this procedure. She was silent throughout—discounting the strangled gasps and ragged heaves like that of a woman in labor; her brow had knotted with pain and dampened with fatigue. Once she had given her first-aid a satisfying once-over—exerting her arms to ensure no vital tendons or ligaments had been severed—she nodded to herself. It was no medical ninjutsu, but it was the next best thing...Karui would surely be upset.


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