The Demon, or the Dragon?

Hikaru didn't normally find himself in asylums. Being the head of the Ishida clan meant not having to deal with these... degenerate and unstable minds. However, the building was deemed a hospital, insinuating that these people are infected with a disease. To Hikaru, it is a terminal illness. It is a death sentence to be trapped within the walls that housed these men and women; it felt like Death himself was stalking the halls, his scythe sharpened and ready to hack the soul straight from a person's body.

However, Hikaru, as he passed this building, felt a certain reiatsu. Its wavelength was uncanny, very similar to his own. It was that of a Quincy. It helped that Hikaru was close to home; he felt safer there. He still carried his short-range combat weaponry, as well as his yumi; he was known to be a Quincy by the hospital staff, and allowed to bring his weapons. He also knew the rules and would not reach for his silver knife, unless someone tried to take it from him. He walked through the halls, approaching the room where he felt the reiatsu.

Upon opening the door, Hikaru finds himself looking down at a pair of firm muscular butt cheeks. Having one of those nosebleed moments when beautiful women happen to appear, he sighs before snapping himself out of it, the sigh likely to be heard by the woman. He gives his head a violent shake and stands tall and strong, as he should... Damn those beautiful girls...

Hikaru says nothing, except asking one question: "You're a Quincy, aren't you?" He observed this girl, wondering why she was in a mental ward of a hospital. She might have been attacked by a Hollow and left to fend for herself, and this was the only refuge she could find...

Rebecca was in her zone, her own little world. Fully
concentrating to see and attempt to memorize all substances she had
within this Infirmary, she didn't notice that another person had come
in. She heard no movement of the door, no footsteps, nothing. Rebecca
pushed bottles around, moving them to the left of the cupboard that she
was looking through. She then reached for a bottle at the back, however
it was out of her reach. Leaning into the cupboard to reach for it she
rose up from sitting on the back of her calves to being right on her
knee's. Little did she know from her position flashed a sliver of the
underwear that she wore to the newcomer that she had yet to notice. She
didn't detect any spiritual power or presence. Leaning into the cupboard
a bit more she finally got the clear glass bottle in her grasp, pulling
it back and sitting back down so her butt rested on the back of her
calves Rebecca read the label of the bottle that she held. Right then
she heard a sigh.

The sigh being so close behind her
almost scared the living daylights out of her! Her body tensed up after
she flinched upon hearing the sound. Immediately she turned her upper
body until she caught the view of this man. She saw how he had Amber colored eyes, wearing a suit that had a matching color scheme. Rebecca
blinked blankly as she noticed how tall the man was compared to her, with short length hair and peach toned skin. Right then he spoke to her. Her
eyes were on his face, reading his expression as he spoke to her.
Furrowing her brows she pursed her lips a bit. His expression seemed to mimic that of someone satisfied. What followed the sigh forced Rebecca to widen her eyes; she was asked if she was a Quincy.

She followed as his expression became that of curiosity and she lifted herself up slowly whilst holding his gaze with hers. She straightened her outfit and cleared her throat with her rosey cheeks became incredibly red out of both embarrassment and satisfaction. "Quincy? Well, you can call me that. I'm primarily a human though." She remarked as she kneeled down slightly to pick up the chart she held. "Hello, I'm Rebecca Seitz, I'm the Chief nurse of this wing of the hospital. Am I to assume that you are a Quincy as well?" She asked with an expression revealing that she was obviously trying to examine his physical form.

Hikaru looked at her, ready to apologize for scaring her, but her eyes wandered over him as much as his did over her. His expression was of satisfaction, because he found exactly what he expected to find: another Quincy.

"I am Ishida Hikaru," he says, bowing shallowly. "I am head of the Ishida clan, passed down to me by Uryuu, who received this title from his father Ryuuken. Uryuu was my grandfather and maintained the integrity of my clan until his passing and naming me his heir to the title." He straightens up and looks her in the eye, her eyes wandering over his body; his lower extremities became aroused by this beautiful woman examining him, but she was a nurse, so it was probably to see how physically well he is.

"How can you stand being a nurse in such a disturbing place?" he asks with all bluntness and honesty. "If it wasn't for the strength of your reiatsu enticing me to come, I never would have crossed the threshold into this ward."

He didn't understand why she blushed as soon as their eyes met, but it seemed very alluring. Hikaru is a young man, and the pressures of his family sometimes formed his way of thinking. In this case, keeping the Quincy bloodline pure came to mind. However, full of more logic than gelatin, Hikaru kept his composure as he interacts with this beautiful woman.

Rebecca's reaction to hearing the man's name was sudden. She seemed to have tensed up and trembled slightly. This wasn't out of fear or any particularly strong emotion, but because she didn't entirely like the idea of another Ishida male walking around. She was disarmed when he bowed to her and quickly, and on instinct was in the midst of bowing back in the lady's equivalent but caught herself and halted when she realized that she made no error.

He elaborated the Origin of his name further but Becca was uninterested in this and looked away for a moment contemplating what she should do if this proved out to be some sort of recruitment ploy. Then he asks her how she could stand to be in this hospital. She was inclined to come back with a rude comment but was thwarted in her attempt as he remarked that her reiatsu attracted the man. She decided to change what she was going to say; "I guess you can say I'm here because I have a responsibility. Killing hollow's isn't the only way to cleanse this world." She said looking over to one of her patients lying down. Her face expressed compassion for the man as his blank expression revealed incredible pain.

"Yet the only way to ensure this world's cleanliness is to eliminate the Hollow threat," Hikaru says. "I am not here to recruit you to some meaningless cause, if you feel it is just that: meaningless. My point is that you are a Quincy. You have a duty to humanity as one of the first of the human race to know, understand and use spiritual energy. You have a duty to destroy any Hollows you come in to contact with. That is the only thing I need to say."

Hikaru looked over at the man she looked to, seeing the gaze as if he was off in space. "He'll be dead within the next couple days," Hikaru says, walking past Rebecca with the silence of a ghost. Taking the man's hand, he can feel the spiritual energy running lower and lower. "He has very little energy left; he is running on fumes, as the saying goes." Hikaru respectfully lays the man's hand back down before walking up to Rebecca, standing 3 feet from her.

"This may be a rewarding occupation for you," he says in a low whisper, one loud enough for just her ears to perceive, "but surrounding yourself with this kind of death is a detriment to your mind and the development of the skills you can possess. I can feel the healing energy within your body, Rebecca Seitz. Heal who you can here, but their death clocks range in days to weeks in this room alone. If you had the spiritual affinity to sense these things, you would know just by the touch of a hand." As he makes this last statement, Hikaru takes her by the hand innocently, raising it to their shared eye level. "You have a great excitement in your blood," he says, his eyes locked on hers. "Such vivacious and powerful exuberance belongs to the line of work you choose, but remember your roots. Being a Quincy is much more than just a gift of the gods, but it is representative of a family lineage..."

Hikaru gently kisses her palm before lowering her hand. "I wish you luck with these people, and may their deaths bring the peace they never felt in life, knowing that they have an angel looking over them to make their transition to the afterlife easier, so we, as Quincy, do not have to end their ascent." Hikaru steps around her and starts to walk towards the door...

Rebecca lowered her head when the man talked about how one can insure this worlds cleanliness, the shame came from the realization that he was right and it was saddening to admit so. Even more sad was that she was a Quincy and she had a Duty. No one could replace her in her field but thousands of humans can replace her here in this hospital, she felt silly for believing that her help in the form of medical practice would be anything but a waste of time and potential.

The quiet Voice of Hikaru was heard as he judged the man's lifespan while walking towards him. Rebecca knew this herself but wanted to believe that there was something she could do before he died, her resolve at the moment shattered and she knew that his death was imminent and there was nothing she could do to fight against the reaper here.

But her moment of despair was lifted as Hikaru commented on her position here, how she seemed to have belonged there and complimented her by calling her an angel while lifting up her hand and kissing it gently. Rebecca didn't blush at this point but instead smiled warmly looking upon Hikaru as he left. Rebecca held her hand and looked down, standing in the middle of the room seemingly stunned, but really she knew what she had to do. She had to embrace the fact that she was a Quincy and she had to leave this dreaded place; there was nothing more she was meant to do here.