Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-28929139-20170828200816

The fight club was a hit. More than Sup Pung could have ever imagined, since from sun up to sun down she was constantly being reached out to for fights, offers and prospects about it. But you knew you were really doing well when you could dictate the hours you wanted to work and you still make more money than you could ever hope to imagine. And other people were doing the work for you! And from two in the afternoon to usually a little past eight, people came in to have their shot at fighting. Be it for just simply practicing or trying to make something of a name for themselves. But as usual, Sup Pung took her place on the building’s mezzanine to watch any fight that took place outside or in. Up here on this spacious balcony with a few chairs, a couple caughts and a portable medical table with supplies, a water basin and

Today, the first person that came up to be nursed back to health was a younger boy of no older than perhaps sixteen. Both of his eyes had been blackened, his nose was broken and so was his right hand. For his eyes, Sup Pung just resorted to antiquated but very much effective practices by placing cold raw beef over his eyes to cool down the build up of inflammation and then set to employing two leeches over his eyes to suck out the bruised blood. While his eyes were still puffy and a little swollen, that would eventually go down within an hour or two. She then activated her chakra to attend to his nose. It was broken in several places and again, much like she had to employ with chakra scalpel, Sup Pung had to shape her chakra. Thankfully without having to shape it any kind of way, she was able to refined her chakra to beams small enough to use like chopsticks. She lightly used the medical chakra sticks to carefully form and reset the boy’s nose into straightness, making sure to pick the tiny broken pieces of his exposed nose back into place. Once that was done, Sup Pung let her chakra bounce back and out of shape while she brought her chakra bathed fingers of her left hand to his nose while placing her right fingers to his forehead. The sensation on his nose and forehead was cool and soothing, and while she was able to recharge the inflammed blood and bone cells to become pliant enough to fuse and build themselves in a tight bond to form his nose back together. The fingers at his forehead were there to stimulate the strained muscles in his brow that would also help to alleviate all the stress around the nose. Eventually his nose would be one piece again and Sup Pung would move onto his hands, using just forceps and her own personal strength to reset the bones before bandaging them back up.

It wouldn’t be until later that night that Sup Pung would get another chance to feel the need of using her jutsu. It was near about closing time and a rather heated fight had ensued between two jounin level chuunin boys. They were both about her age and they seemed to be rivals of sorts with a rather intense sense of competition between them. Let it be known that were was no animosity whatsoever between the two, it seemed as though the two of them were so hell bent on defeating one another, that they would stop at nothing to win. So for perhaps an hour, the duo went at it, going skin to skin with taijutsu, trading techniques with ninjutsu and even trying to outwit each other with genjutsu. To say the least, the two chunin were really going at it, but near the one hour mark, one had gone too far. It was evident that between the high expense of chakra and taking so much damage that the two were getting exhausted, and now were resorting to trash talking each out. And unfortunately, the boy with red hair had flown off the handle by mentioning the blue haired boy’s girlfriend. That earned the red headed boy a nice right hook to the chest and he fell back so hard….he didn’t get back up. So with running to Sup Pung and having his best friend carried in by two of the other people watching in the audience, the boy was going cold quickly. His face was being newly covered with an icy cold sweat and aside from a bit of twitching, he wasn’t moving. While they laid him out, Sup Pung had to tear and scissor his clothes away, to expose his darkly bruised chest.



First before resorting to taking things apart, she tried employing mystical palms, and while it did help with the bruising, it didn’t do much else. Knowing that she would definitely have to employ Cell Activation, she pressed her hands to his chest and allowed her medicinal chakra mixed with a tiny bit of electricity to wake up and charge the pulmonary cells and surrounding veins to try resume bloodflow. That worked a bit, but with feeling a sickly dent in the boy’s chest, Sup Pung was going to have to see for herself, and this was going to require more than just her hands and experience. “Go find Baki and alert the hospital..” She ordered to one of the guys that worked as security for the club. Within minutes, the more experienced medic she always employed on standby would come and together, they used Chakra Scalpel to cut the boy’s chest open and expose the cavity of his heart. Sup Pung used all ten of her fingers to expel a potent mist of her medically converted chakra into the shinobi’s strained and wounded heart while Baki, the more experienced medical ninja began to operate. It was a bleak situation but the ninja was still at least breathing while Sup Pung kept up the dispatch of her chakra, trying to keep the cells charged and reproducing at breakneck mitotic levels. She was able to at least keep the damaged left ventricular valves on his heart to still opening properly but as a pair of medic surgeons came running onto the scene, Sup Pung expelled a final burst of chakra to keep the boy’s heart going while they moved and rushed him onto a gurney and they all made a sprint toward Rinha hospital.  