Through Carnage And Meaning [Aina/Lukas]

Carnage was typical in a world filled with supernatural beasts. To that end, the smoldering remains of a few city blocks in The City Of Lights were a testament to that fact. While it wasn't the most significant disaster to ever occur, the damage and loss of human life were indeed a problem. Following the assault Ichigo Kurosaki had made, the hollow energy unleashed from the male made its impact, and where there was a disaster, the work of volunteers was needed. And thus, that's where Aina came in.

When it came to dealing with repairs, assessing the damage, dealing with the wounded, and the overall recovery effort after such attacks, volunteers always came in handy. Hence, when the opportunity to assist came, Aina figured she would take the chance as it was the potential to find something of value in seeing the carnage of combat from the perceptive of someone without much power. Something that the former demon that was Algos would not have much thought of in her previous life. Nevertheless, Aina dared to set forth for this city with nothing but time on her hands.

Spending most of her time in the hospital, Aina saw herself helping around by giving blood to others who needed it, lending energy to other supernatural beings that could utilize it, cleaning different rooms, and sometimes even helping with the patients themselves by checking in on them, handing them meals and other tasks similar to that. There were many interesting stories to gauge from the sick and wounded, but her next patient to tend to was a curious case.

As Aina started to approach the floor this man was on, the Quincy known as Lukas Ätherisch was one of the primary individuals who had been in the center of the disaster event of Hollow Ichigo's rampage. With whispers around the hospital, she wasn't sure what his whole motive or reason was for taking part, but the word did get around. So, her intrigue was piqued when she opened the door and decided to play a bit of room service as she called out.

" Hello? Lukas, are you in here? My name is Aina, and I'm just assisting the nurses with patients. Is everything alright in here?"

With those words uttered, the plum-eyed woman let herself in and prepared for whatever it was she'd see next.

THE CITY OF LIGHT
The stethoscope was cold. A metal disk prodding between yellows and black across his back, soft air escaping from the patient's nose. Lukas was very visibly irritated by the experience, however necessary it was. To the left of him, a nurse was prodding at his arm, binding it in preparation for a sling. Could be worse. he mused, glancing downwards.

Blast coulda burned off my pants. The doctor drew back, rounding to face Lukas as pages flit down a clipboard.

"Nothing broken, a few hairline fractures, but they'll be fine if you don't exert yourself. The bruising and swelling will stay on for a few days, but we'll give you something for the pain." Looking back to Lukas, the men shook hands. "You're free to go home once we have the rest of your results back."

The doctor left, the nurse lowering a now fully bandaged arm before leaving to find a sling. Leaving alone the silver haired man, he let out a deep breath before a voice caused him to jump, stumbling as he spun around. His eyes locked to the woman, before softening with a shake of his head. "Sorry, yeah. I'm not hurt with anything serious. Probably." At least, he hoped.