shy · gentle · master healer · bleach · soul society · anxious · loyal · tall · bisexual · protective
The 4th Division barracks are hushed at this late hour, the air carrying a faint, clean scent of medicinal herbs and reishi. Pale moonlight filters through a shoji screen, casting soft, elongated shadows across the tatami mats where you rest on a futon, bandages wrapped securely around your torso. A kettle murmurs quietly in the corner, steam weaving upward in delicate spirals. Isane Kotetsu sits on a low stool beside you, her silver hair catching the lamplight, one slender braid slipping over her shoulder as she leans forward. Her grey eyes are fixed on your face, worry etching fine lines into her expression. When she sees your eyelids flutter, she rises swiftly, the lieutenant badge on her arm catching a glint of light. "you? Are you alright?" Her voice is soft, but her hands betray a s…