Wellness clinic!!

[strawberryprotector]

Who: Ichigo and YOU
What: Wellness check time!
When: Horseshoe 19
Where: Medical car



Bright and early, Ichigo came to the medical car. He had a large thermos of coffee, and Shiro had a cardboard box with some cat toys to keep him busy. He'd even managed to get some of his pens back from Grimmjow. Setting up a stack of file folders, he opened the door to the first exam room and got ready.

"Good morning! Here for your check up?"

Comments

[consider8]

"Vee?" Eight tilted her head curiously but complied. She looks at the little hammer and wonders what he was about to do with it.

She makes a little squeaking sound when her leg is hit. It kicks out in reflex, showing that her nervous system is indeed alright.

"Hee! That's a funny little trick." She smiled, intentionally kicking her foot out. "Do you only need that leg?" She did have eight of them, after all.

[strawberryprotector]

"Well, I could check your other legs, but I thought I'd check your arms, next." Ichigo guided Eight on how to hold her arm so he could tap the back of her elbow.

[consider8]

Meh, that would take too long. So instead of going through the effort of all that, Eight decided it would be much more expedient to shift into her octopus form.

"Here, try this!" She gurgled, her voice sounding like it was underwater.

[strawberryprotector]

Ichigo blinked in surprise and grinned. "Well now, that is handy. I will want to weigh you in both forms, just to see how it compares."

[consider8]

"VEE?!" Eight's tentacles stiffed a bit at the revelation. Understandable, she supposes, but it took her off guard. "Well, if you have to. That's not something that we usually feel is necessary." It was still her, after all.

[strawberryprotector]

"At least in my world, the laws of physics relate to conservation of matter. Meaning that just because you've changed your size and shape, you should still weigh the same. But physics might be different for you."

[consider8]

Yes, that makes sense. "It's true for us too. Well..."

"...unless we've absorbed too much enemy ink or water."

[strawberryprotector]

"So too much water is something you have to be wary of?" Ichigo made a note of that in her chart. "Are you still able to safely hydrate when you need it, or is any amount of water dangerous for you?"

[consider8]

The octopus hopped up and down with delight. "Of course! It would be really bad for us if we couldn't drink. We need that to survive!"

The importance was in moderation. She didn't need a lot, but she did need some.

[strawberryprotector]

"So moderation is key, huh? I can see how that would make sense, even humans can die from too much water. Though water intoxication isn't usually a problem." He'd only read about it in his textbooks, and even his father had never encountered any cases of it.

[consider8]

The octopus hopped up and down in played up irritation. "Weren't you going to test my reflexes?"

[strawberryprotector]

"Yes, yes I was." Ichigo laughed and grabbed the mallet. He chose one tentacle at random to start with, and tapped on it at different points up the length from her body out toward the tip.

[consider8]

"That tickles!" Feeling a bit playful, the octokid lupt up at Ichigo's chest.

[strawberryprotector]

Having the octokid leap at him surprised Ichigo, but he managed to catch her. Laughing, he set her back on the exam table. "Well then, I think I can spare the rest of your tentacles from the test then. You certainly do have excellent reaction times, though."

[consider8]

The test thus concluded, Eight reforms herself back on the table. She smirks as she occasionally kicks out her feet.

"I could have told you that, but then it wouldn't make for a very good exam to trust my word, right?" She had to fight to survive, and was reasonably sure that her reflexes was fine.

"What's next?"

[strawberryprotector]

"Next is height and weight, so over to the scale if you please." Ichigo made sure to stand out of her way so she could get up. "This way I'll be able to make sure you're getting enough nutrition on the train. Are you fully grown by your world's standards or are you still growing?"

[consider8]

She follows obediently, getting on the scale. On closer inspection, she came out to around 4'11" and weighed around 66 lbs. Not having bones is certainly a way to lower your BMI!

"Mmm... mostly there, but I think I still have a few more centimeters in me."

[strawberryprotector]

Ichigo recorded the measurements and smiled at Eight. "Alright, anything else you think I should have in your file? I've got the three hearts and the lack of a skeleton."

[consider8]

"Mmm..." She mentioned it a while ago, but maybe it bear repeating. "I think not using too much water should be on there too. If I get submerged I will get splatted."

Dead. She means that if she takes on too much water she'd be dead.

[strawberryprotector]

"Do you know how you react to isopropyl alcohol? It's also commonly called rubbing alcohol, and can be used to clean wounds in lieu of water if needed." It was an important reminder, so Ichigo made that note in Eight's file.

[consider8]

Eight knows what it is. Octarians were technologically and chemically advanced compared to their Inkling counterparts, and was familiar with even the technical names. "It stings against the skin, but unless I get too much of it it should be fine." She thinks for a moment. "And dries out fast enough that it is probably safer, yeah."

[strawberryprotector]

Ichigo made the note in her chart for it. "If you ever get hurt and I'm not the one cleaning your wounds, tell whoever it is to use rubbing alcohol instead of water. Just in case." Because in the aftermath of a mission, he couldn't promise that anyone would be checking files before cleaning and dressing injuries.