She was nearly exhausted of her chakra supplies. The last several months of missions had a considerable drain on her, physically, mentally, and emotionally. She had toughened up. Sharpened up. Her combat skills compared to back then were much better. Her own personality was starting to change, as she felt naturally more confident and daring. This was..... girl power.
Oko laid in the hospital room, as filter lines were taped to her body, pumping in some kind of medical energy that she did not know and probably would never ever know that would replenish her chakra supplies, restoring her to full stamina. She was required to eat certain food of certain amounts at certain times to also be restored to full mental stamina. Her own injuries from her fight with Kami were being treated directly, so that once things are stitched up and ointments are pasted on, her body's natural healing can patch things up in a few days, and she'd be as good as new.
Oko laid on her bed, looking up at the ceiling of the hospital room. Faint memories flashed back to her. They were faint not solely because she kinda wanted to forget, but because she was so young.... the trauma and pain was too much. She was reminded of one of her first trip to the hospitals. It was to give birth, a birth to a daughter she now cherishes with her life. She had this equipment all around her and there were all these medical ninjas trying to keep her alive. She hoped that she did not have to come here often. But then again, the nurses were nice, so maybe she can overcome this fear as well......
Oko laid in the hospital room, as filter lines were taped to her body, pumping in some kind of medical energy that she did not know and probably would never ever know that would replenish her chakra supplies, restoring her to full stamina. She was required to eat certain food of certain amounts at certain times to also be restored to full mental stamina. Her own injuries from her fight with Kami were being treated directly, so that once things are stitched up and ointments are pasted on, her body's natural healing can patch things up in a few days, and she'd be as good as new.
Oko laid on her bed, looking up at the ceiling of the hospital room. Faint memories flashed back to her. They were faint not solely because she kinda wanted to forget, but because she was so young.... the trauma and pain was too much. She was reminded of one of her first trip to the hospitals. It was to give birth, a birth to a daughter she now cherishes with her life. She had this equipment all around her and there were all these medical ninjas trying to keep her alive. She hoped that she did not have to come here often. But then again, the nurses were nice, so maybe she can overcome this fear as well......
