Laughter is the cure
Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2016 3:46 pm
Hayasu nodded to the nursing staff, eyeing the top of the hospital. Due to the war, every able bodied man, woman, and shinobi had been called to fight. This left quite a lot of work and assistance needed by what civilians had to remain, and when Hayasu was on rest orders, he didn't mind assisting those in need.
He leapt from the ground level and ran up the side of the building with acable in hand. As he fed it up to the roof, heflipping over and skidding to a halt. He kept a firm grip and ran it up to the proper attachment along a generator, feeding power to emergency life support systems specifically for the pediatrics ward. After securing he, he flipped the current on after removing his hand, hearing the faint hum of electricity as power was circulated. He headed over to the side and looked down at some of the staff. "Check it now! The cable was probably just bad!" Hayasu called out.
A few moments later, a nurse gave him a thumbs up, to which Hayasu grinned and gave one back before leaping from the roof and slamming into the ground with a loud THUM! "Great! Let's check on the little ones." Hayasu said, Kureiji peaking out from his back and checking around.
He headed inside to the pediatrics area, watching as the fresh cable properly powered the necessary machinery, various children giggling and cheering when they saw Hayasu. "ALRIIIIGHT! WHO'S READY TO HAVE SOME FUN AND LIGHTEN THE MOOD!" Hayasu grinned, as what children could limped, walked and dove onto him happily. He grinned and tossed a few in the air, chasing a few around. The man was an utter giant amongst them, but it wasnt about appearance, it was demeanor.
He noted a kid over to the corner, sitting in his wheelchair looking rather glum. He raised an eye and whispered to Kureiji, who nodded and whooped excitedly before diving off of him and climbing into the kids lap, clapping excitedly and dancing like an idiot.
The child didn't pay too much care at first, but eventually Kureiji managed to make him smile, much to Hayasu's delight. "Awesome! Nobody is left out when Hayasu is here!" He grinned, gently picking the kid up and letting him sit on his shoulders, riding around as the kid clung to his ghostly white hair, many others laughing and demanding his attention.
He leapt from the ground level and ran up the side of the building with acable in hand. As he fed it up to the roof, heflipping over and skidding to a halt. He kept a firm grip and ran it up to the proper attachment along a generator, feeding power to emergency life support systems specifically for the pediatrics ward. After securing he, he flipped the current on after removing his hand, hearing the faint hum of electricity as power was circulated. He headed over to the side and looked down at some of the staff. "Check it now! The cable was probably just bad!" Hayasu called out.
A few moments later, a nurse gave him a thumbs up, to which Hayasu grinned and gave one back before leaping from the roof and slamming into the ground with a loud THUM! "Great! Let's check on the little ones." Hayasu said, Kureiji peaking out from his back and checking around.
He headed inside to the pediatrics area, watching as the fresh cable properly powered the necessary machinery, various children giggling and cheering when they saw Hayasu. "ALRIIIIGHT! WHO'S READY TO HAVE SOME FUN AND LIGHTEN THE MOOD!" Hayasu grinned, as what children could limped, walked and dove onto him happily. He grinned and tossed a few in the air, chasing a few around. The man was an utter giant amongst them, but it wasnt about appearance, it was demeanor.
He noted a kid over to the corner, sitting in his wheelchair looking rather glum. He raised an eye and whispered to Kureiji, who nodded and whooped excitedly before diving off of him and climbing into the kids lap, clapping excitedly and dancing like an idiot.
The child didn't pay too much care at first, but eventually Kureiji managed to make him smile, much to Hayasu's delight. "Awesome! Nobody is left out when Hayasu is here!" He grinned, gently picking the kid up and letting him sit on his shoulders, riding around as the kid clung to his ghostly white hair, many others laughing and demanding his attention.