The blades of vengeances have fallen swiftly. The shinobi are no more as 'Absolute Justice' has returned...now, it is the Samurai that rule the Five Major Nations!
But at what cost? Have they become the very thing that they despised the most...? Heroes and villains seem to change roles every day, but one thing is for certain - we yearn for our freedom, for days gone by where we flew the skies unhindered.
Recently restored after the War, the Konohagakure Hospital has quickly regained the bulk of its performance and serves as the medical foundation for the Hidden Leaf. Strong results are only as frequent as a strong staff is accessible, and as such, the workforce of this fine Medical establishment are qualified not only to tend to the most atrocious of cases, but as well in a judicious and convenient fashion. The standard nurse can easily tend to most medical aliments. However when in need for critical surgical procedures or management, a Medical Expert isn’t too far. A multi-level edifice, this imperative building within the Hidden Leaf was designed to nurture too many.
☆ Only Konohagakure shinobi and their guests may RP here - keep it IC at all times!
☆ No fighting or training - unless you're a medic!
☆ Services are free - just keep in mind it's just one of many perks made available to those being called Konohagakure Shinobi!
Kayori walked into three-storey building that served as the main building of Konohagakure's hospital. As usual, the staff greeted him politely and a nurse came to him to lead to him one of the emergency rooms after seeing his wound.
"Please wait here while I get the doctor," the onyx-haired nurse said kindly before leaving the room. It barely took a minute before the door to the room swung open again, the nurse following closely behind a Med-nin as he strode into the room. Instinctively, Kayori removed his left hand from the wound and gingerly held up his right arm for the Med-nin to have a clear look of his wound.
"That's not that bad, it will be easy," the Med-nin said as he formed a couple of hand seals which then made his hands glow green. Placing them lightly on the wound, the doctor closed his eyes in concentration while Kayori began to feel light-headed. It was either there was a calming effect from the medical jutsu used on him or it was fatigue kicking in. Regardless, the Jounin quickly held on to one of the metal bars that framed the bed he was sitting on with his left hand, to prevent himself from just falling over.
A few minutes later, the Med-nin opened his eyes and examined the wound with a satisfied smile. Running his index finger through the length of the faint scar, he nodded and then stood up from his stool. Kayori's head tilted upwards to look at the Med-nin, and the latter simply said, "Your wound's healed. Just try not to do anything that would involve moving your right arm so much this two days or it might open up the wound. But all in all, you're fine now."
The nurse opened the door for the Med-nin to leave before Kayori could say thank you, and when the Med-nin left, the nurse looked at the Jounin with a smile and offered, "You can take a rest in this room if you want. We don't have that much patients coming in today."
This time making sure he thanked the nurse, Kayori dropped himself backwards into the soft white linen of the bed, his head supported and resting comfortably on the equally white pillow. Barely a few seconds had passed before the Uchiha dozed off, with the nurse exiting the room and closing the door softly behind her.
Awaking from his slumber eight hours later, which was the next morning, Kayori's eyelids fluttered as he slowly roused from his sleep. He wasn't a morning person, and he certainly wasn't one of those who would jump out of bed with their eyes opened wide the moment the first ray of sunlight struck through the blinds or curtains.
Instead, he was the type who would continue to pull his blanket over his head, shielding out all light from his eyes and try to continue sleeping until he could no longer take lying there inactively or when it was getting hot under the blanket.
Shielding his eyes with his forearm as he began to open his eyes, the Uchiha forced himself to sit up straight while his vision began to clear. Seeing the white sheets he was sitting on, the white pillows his head had been resting and the white curtains instantly reminded him of how he had fallen sleep yesterday in the hospital room after his wound was healed.
The Jounin quickly brought his left hand to his right side, a few centimeters below his arm pit and slowly ran his fingers the length of the faint wound. He applied a little pressure with two fingers and when there was no sudden pang of pain, the blonde shinobi knew it was completely healed.
Fully rested from his deep sleep, Kayori got up from his bed and exited the room, making his way down to the first floor. Smiling and nodding as he passed the nurses making their rounds, the Uchiha walked with a slight skip in his step. He felt happy, for some reasons unknown to him. As the Konoha-nin stepped out of the hospital, he tilted his head back and allowed the warm rays of the sun to bath his entire self. He was completely rejuvenised.
My eyes faltered on me as I tried to bring myself back from the brink of whatever I had previously been at. I was sure- I knew I hadn’t been close to death exactly as I’d managed to neutralize the majority of the damage but I.. was sure that I was in bad shape. As my eyes opened, the first thing that hit me was the sterilized white which was almost painful to gaze at as I opened my eyes, pupils becoming suddenly smaller at the blast of light that penetrated my eyes. Wh- it was so hazy- everything, figures, furniture- …..!furniture?- as things became slowly clear to me, I’d take in my surroundings- from the way that it was decorated, it definitely wasn’t the Hospital that was within Kusagakure, I could tell that merely by looking at the floor. Where was I? Why was I here? Who had taken me? Although calm, almost tranquil in the previous state I’d been, lids closed and soft breathing, as my eyes opened, an undying sense of panic made itself clear in my eyes as I struggled ot make sense of the situation I was in. So much.. strength was gifted to my body. I still felt sore but I felt much.. healthier than I was previously. But despite the goodwill of strangers, I seethed at this – I simply know that I had been in such a vulnerable position. With a chest that elevated and descended almost rapidly in response as I wildly looked about the room for any sign of people past the small opening of the curtained bed I was in, I muffled what seemed more like a ”..Aa..ahh!” than anything else, unable to gather enough of my being to form a calculated response, teeth biting down hard as I then gave myself a quick look-over- My beautiful chiffon-like floor length white dress stained by mud but nonetheless intact, but my sleeves risen and gloves removed for the first time in what felt like years for-
I swallowed slowly, attempting to drown the growing paranoia that was rising with the spit in my throat. Digging in my wrist was the other end of the IV, connected by a clear tube and covered, and I could only watch on at it in horror. I didn’t like being hospitalized- nor did I like being taken care of by other people, it had been a trait I’d harboured ever since that day. Looking over at the small gap for a sign of anyone as I then turned my head slowly to look at the clear bag that hung close by, I exhaled heavily, breathing not now erratic but still concerning, heart rate rising notably. I felt sick- merely the thought of the implant in my wrist made me feel squeamish. I’d avoided being healed by others for so long now and although I was aware that I should be thankful that I’d been given assistance, I couldn’t draw away from the fear. Slowly moving my head and right arm with my blonde hair tumbling behind me, I’d contemplate taking the item from my wrist- but although I had a good understanding of medical techniques, I felt scrambled- shaken and foreign to where I was. I- I..
Closing my eyes softly once more, I tried to draw ahold of my self again after having lost control. After a moment or so of silent contemplation, I drew all of the strength I could muster and bent my legs, seeking to push myself up so that I could sit. Pressure applied to my feet, my mission would be successful as I now looked across at the plain white decorum, a blue gaze momentarily flicking to the IV in my wrist, resulting in a flash of nausea to hit my senses which I'd quickly repress to prevent myself even more shame. Just what use was i to be to him if I would end up like this each time? Raising my free hand and pushing back blonde hair from my face, I'd wait for anyone to come. If no-one responded to my awakening- then I'd gladly break out of the building myself. It hurt to be this polite, and I had to use all of my self-control to prevent myself from ripping the IV out and making my leave- and it grew so tempting to do so. So..desirable. A small amount of sweat gathering on my forehead, I'd wait in the silence, pushing against the thoughts in my head, the reminder of the IV causing me to shiver unpleasantly an-
And then it all overwhelmed me, my mind convulsing with open eyes, delicate fingers clasping on either side of my head as I bore in the pain.
Post by chiatsuki on Sept 25, 2012 15:37:00 GMT -8
“Get back to the village, NOW. Round up the on call hospital staff and prepare a room. This woman needs help immediately.”
“Aye- hokage yondaime.”
He would retort as he lifted her up with calm hands. With nothing but the grit of his teeth and the muscle in his arm would he have pulled them both from the bloody pool that surrounded her celestial grave. If he had not found her she would have surely been left for dead.
Au’garumo was slightly disturbed by the amount of blood she had lost, and whatever had done it, whoever had done it…he had made it up in his mind in that very moment that he would make them pay, no matter what.
With a slow walk he would have pursued a road directly into the village in hopes to aiding the lady kusakage into the hospital.
Within an blank white room, furnished with the loveliest of furniture and topped off with the freshest picked roses, the former hokage would have awaited patiently as his eyes urged upon her torso, dwindling upon her features. He knew who she was… but had kept her identity private for the sake of politics.
The kusakage would awake in panic, her eyes not yet seeing that Au’garumo stood to the right of her in a corner; he could tell right away she didn’t like that she was in a hospital by the way she looked upon her IV cords. With a sleep-evoked stare he would continue to notice the miniscule movements she’d tried in conjuring up her strength.
She’s no ordinary ninja.. he’d ponder.
As much as he wanted to help her in the moment she’d begun to breathe heavily, urging on to push herself to sit upward, he couldn’t. He knew more than most that the road to recovery was a journey traveled alone. Though not much could be done to aid her physically- he could reassure her of her well being by the use of sarcasm.
“ It seems you’ve caught a case of elephantitis in your chest- the doctors say that they will have to perform a full-body surgery on your bust, they might just take them off in general to relieve you of the pain.”
Last Edit: Sept 25, 2012 15:39:58 GMT -8 by chiatsuki
Post by ~Kohana <3 on Sept 25, 2012 17:40:06 GMT -8
Finally she stirred. After working on her for such an extended period of time along with what crew she could muster and pull from their busy schedules it seemed she would make a full recovery. Though not knowing the woman at first, thankfully Au'garumo during his brief tenor as Hokage had met her at the Kage Summit. She was Blanche Kikkawa the Kusakage. As well as, from what reports show, the last to speak directly with Kouketsu Uchiha.
However that would remain knowledge for the back burner. Something as crucial as that had to be avoided for now. Kohana let the woman stir and made sure her staff did the same. Let her be and let her recover from her stupor. Au'garumo, however, after a few moments addressed her in such a way she felt as though if Blanche didn't knock him half way to the moon and back that she should.
Shaking her head, she moved by Chuunin, slightly bumping him as if to say 'shut up'. After all, that was quite inappropriate to say to the Kage of a village. Regardless, the Hokage moved in closer and pulled back the curtain the rest of the way just as the remaining nurses left. This left Blanche exposed, but thankfully to only the prying eyes of Au'garumo and herself. But Kohana made sure to grab the bed sheet and cover Blanche up for decency sake.
"Blanche." She started, eyeing her warily for a moment. Though she wasn't particularly too worried about her own well being, she was worried on how the Kusakage was fairing. After all the injuries she had sustained were quite immense. "Welcome to Konohagakure no Sato. I'm Kohana Hyuuga, Hokage---as well as one of the ones who personally tended to your extensive wounds."
Though giving the caring eye towards the other female, Kohana still kept her distance. More so to gauge Blanche's reaction more so than anything. No word had been received as to who had pummeled the Kusakage just like there had yet to be any further cases of Kouketsu popping up. Kohana couldn't help but wonder if perhaps that blasted Uchiha was the one who had done such a horrible thing to the woman before her.
"But I am curious to ask though, if I may, Lady Kusakage---just what brings you to Hi no Kuni in the first place? Meeting anyone in speciific?" Her voice trailed off. Though he had deep down meant that of Kouketsu, there were various reasons why she could be so far from home. Especially considering the events took place in Mizu no Kuni where the Sanbi had been sited and consequently captured by the Samurai.
What a waste... She couldn't help but think, though inwardly shook her head a tad to clear the thought from her mind. "If not, feel free to indulge on my hospitality."
Last Edit: Sept 25, 2012 17:46:58 GMT -8 by ~Kohana <3
As my hands delicately pressed against the side of my head, staring down at the flowing fabric of the dress I was wearing, I’d soon become aware of a voice. Through what haze had overcome me, I was unable to distinguish each part of what he was saying, but regardless, it all made little to no sense to me at the moment. But the voice- it was so familiar, one that I’d undoubtedly heard over the last few days. Relinquishing my curiosity, I chose to turn my head towards where the sound had come from to see a human-like blur, my vision steadying as I kept my gaze in place for a few moments. Although I’d seen him in his traditional uniform previously and I hadn’t paid that much attention to him during the kage meeting due to his mismatched words, there was no mistaking him for the Hokage of whom had been in attendance. I mistook his words and, in all honesty, hadn’t taken them in to understand enough. However- I recognized him, and my inquisitive gaze spoke louder than words. Breathing now average if not slightly heavy from the sheer shock that perturbed my mind, it was long until I’d hear the sound of fabric shifting against the ground, the curtain around the bed opening fully to allow me vision of the scene around the bed- another person. Moving my gaze to fall on the woman, after a few moments of examination I’d come to see that she was from Hyuuga heritage, which was clear from both the standard milky eyes for her family, and the shade of hair, which seemed to be a common trait too among them. Who was she? Although fully clothed, as the curtain drew its way around and left me open in the room, I couldn’t help but feel threatened.
"Welcome to Konohagakure no Sato. I'm Kohana Hyuuga, Hokage---as well as one of the ones who personally tended to your extensive wounds."
I turned my head back to the male Hokage, in response to this. Had leadership shifted that quickly?
"But I am curious to ask though, if I may, Lady Kusakage---just what brings you to Hi no Kuni in the first place? Meeting anyone in speciific?"
"..Hi no kuni provides an ample passage for those traveling to the Western nations."
I spoke, signifying the fact that I had merely been attempting to return to my village.
"I must have blacked out."
Of course, I was fully aware that one of them at least had surely found me and brought me back to the village for treatment, but although I was sure it could be a sign of kindness, I felt almost patronized to be in the same room as them in such a state. It made me feel uncomfortable, and as I shifted slightly on the bed to try and get the wires and tubes out of sight, it was clear. Given that the two of them were here and I had no indication of their own personal prowess aside from the fact that the Hyuuga was obviously a medic and was surely also skilled in the abilities that her clan possessed, I chose to play my cards carefully, no matter for the screaming that echoed through my head at my resistance. My nails digging to the sheets on the bed as I again pushed myself up, my back now flat against the wall I gave another glance to the two that shared the room with me, my eyes now clearer and my vision more defined against the bright white lights of the room. I took in the woman’s offer of hospitatily but it wasn’t something that I could accept. I hadn’t known any hokage in my time, bar from Ryuusuke- and even then, I hadn’t been close to him - I'd stolen from him, although, I had no regrets. But currently.. I was in a room with two high-ranking people, and within a village full of strangers. Perhaps it was my paranoia that was getting the best of me, but I couldn’t stay here for long. Shifting my position again, this time, I chose to move- the strength returning to my body slowly but surely as I repositioned myself at the edge of the bed, allowing my heels to click against the floor, the familiar sound almost comforting to my ears, my eyes still hung towards the both of them in the meantime. My determination to get up was staggering, although I hadn't meant my quick movements in any opposition to the two of them. I was merely getting up.
Rising and getting to my feet carefully, the silken skirt of my dress gently moving with me, I'd momentarily look back at the variety of plaster on my hand where the tube carrying a translucent liquid dug in to my skin. I was more than ready to remove it, and I was more than ready to be on on my way. As I stood now, blonde hair falling behind me perfectly as one arm held on to the metal bar of the IV stand for support as I readjusted myself to the level I was at, I'd address both of the Hokage before me. Of course, despite feeling so much better than I had before- or yesterday, whichever one it was, I couldn't tell, I didn't feel hundred percent healthy, but it was good enough - only the fatigue remained.
"..I suppose I should thank you both."
My choice of words had perhaps been slightly rude- but I was unsure of how to react. I wasn't too happy to having been placed in such a vulnerable position and taken in and to say the least I was untrusting of the two, but at the same time, I was appreciative that they'd taken the time and effort to bring me back to a decent condition - and, as I spoke, both sides to my comment were shown clearly.
Post by chiatsuki on Sept 28, 2012 14:22:43 GMT -8
Kohana was fairly eager for everyone to know her position of change. Au could tell the lady kusakage was somewhat confused to it all as his eyes skimmed upon her head as the other hokage spoke. He dared not smile nor did he give any emotion to what was said. To him it was all but sparkly lettering with no real defining element.
He was sure that both the representatives before him were strong enough to hold a village on her own… but in reality it was nothing but a spec in comparison to his own capability. With arms folded he kept his composure as the lady hokage continued to interrogate the kusakage, pondering on why she had been kidnapped and now… beaten.
“I suppose I should thank you both.”
Her words were soft yet tempered and permeated a feeling of a matured hospitality; one that most would encounter in the likes of a political office. It was around the time she had begun to speak where Au would finally smile. It was the type of voice one would hear when you just wake up- the short undeveloped tone after having left ones mouth open too long during sleep.
“No prob. “ he’d say.
“I should be taking my leave now- I have important matters to attend to…”
As he spoke he edged nearer to her bed, reaching in his front pocket before continuing. He would make sure she knew it was unlethal by twirling it around aimlessly within the grip of his thumb and pointer, thereafter placing it neatly upon her lower thigh.
“Take care Lady Kusakage. And if you ever see that guy that left you for dead, tell him I’m coming after him..”
Kohana smiled, truly a genuine smile, something that hardly ever graced her face without some sort of tinge of sarcasm, at the Kusakage's words. Despite the rumors she had heard about the woman, she seemed rather humble. Or at least, polite enough to act as such in a situation like this. However, Kohana was indeed curious as to how she had ended up in such a horrible state. It seemed as though she was coming from the north, which would leave Shimo, Yu, and Kumo as her only prior destinations.
Considering Shimo and Yu had remained off the map for so long however, Kumo was the only logical choice. However she said that Hi no Kuni was the easiest passageway to the western nations, i.e. Kusa no Kuni. All she was doing was attempting to go home. Perhaps she was over analyzing the situation but ever since Au'garumo had come back with reports of the Kouketsu Uchiha appearing at the Kage Summit and kidnapping Blanche momentarily, she couldn't help but be suspicious.
However, the Hyuuga's blank eyes did well to hide her suspicious and keep them painted pretty by the pearly white smile that she still sported. Even as Au shrugged off the situation of 'saving' and 'helping' her, Kohana kept an ever watchful eye as he handed Blanche a note before taking his leave, vowing to hunt down the guy that would do such a thing to her. Kohana wanted to vomit. He didn't even know the woman before them other than for her title alone.
Chivalry could be so disgusting at times.
Once the boy took his leave however, Kohana focused all of her attention onto Blanche. Her smile twitched a little at noticing the slight discomfort that could easily be seen tugging at her face. "Lady Kusakage, Blanche if you don't mind, you can remove the IV if you like. I've heard your a profound medic. I, too, am decently skilled as well, so that will no longer be necessary."
Kohana would allow Blanche to remove the obstruction hooked up to her, feeding her fluids to sustain herself. Despite the trouble she had getting to her feet, the Hyuuga woman had full confidence in the other woman in front of her that she would be fine. After all, women had that strength of will that easily out shone most men. Especially when their pride and skill came into question.
"Also," she started, not speaking until Blanche had become more comfortable without the badgering of the IV. "Since you are here, and I hadn't the pleasure of meeting you at the Summit, care to join me for a little walk? I'm sure you are anxious to get back to your own village and as such I'll personally escort you to my village's gates. However until then I would like to talk."
After moving past her and rolling up the sheets that were on the hospital bed and putting them into a bag that she pulled from underneath (most likely for a nurse or cleaning peson to gather), she headed towards the door. Any other sort of maintenance or clean up she would leave to the regular hospital staff. Besides, she was Hokage, why bother doing someone else's job when she had a more pressing matter at hand.
He would make sure she knew it was unlethal by twirling it around aimlessly within the grip of his thumb and pointer, thereafter placing it neatly upon her lower thigh.
As the past Hokage had spoke of his desire to leave due to having work to do elsewhere, I nodded my head. As selfish as it sounded, although he had been surely one of the people to retrieve me, he wasn’t the one who called the shots around the village any more, or, as far a I could tell he wasn’t. I responded silently to the threat he'd made against the man who had delivered me such life-endangering damage. I wouldn't tell him of course - Although I craved attention as much as I did air, I found no reason to make it out to be a scandal of sorts for his name. It had been as much my fault as his and to say the least, looking back, I'd enjoyed the fight, despite its devastating conclusion. However, turning my attention back on him, such a tiny movement would be procured, a small scrap of paper appearing before my else, it would be gifted to me, and with one quick glance I’d read its contents and turn to look back at the man, only to see that he’d left. Placing the scrap of paper in one of the long gloves that I wore, I’d then turn my attention back to Kohana herself, the feeling of dizziness from rising having subsided. Soreness was still an issue, but it was something that I could deal with. I’d dealt with those injuries for so long, this was a complete walk in the park compared to it. Standing tall once more, and now balanced after a little bit of practice through holding the IV pole, as I listened to her speak, a content smirk would subtly make its way to my face as I started to remove the several plasters which glued the needle in place, sharp blue eyes tracing over everything. As I slowly began to raise my arm above my head during this process, I placed each removed item on the table to my side until the IV itself was visible. I’d then relentlessly pull it out, a small jolt of pain lingering at the spot for a moment or so. Having raised my arm only a meagre amount of blood rose to the surface to bubble out, and pooling my chakra to my spare hand, I too rose it, healing chakra enveloping my entire hand with an amazingly potent aura as I fixed the vein which had been invaded by the IV, and the skin above it. This hand was uncovered- and perhaps the both of them had been the first person to see me gloveless in.. so long. There was nothing amazing about it, nor were there any disastrous scars running along either of my arms, but I simply preferred to cover myself. With everything ready, I lowered my hands, and picked up my other black glove from the table, placing it on. The almost latex-like fabric glued to my arm and hand perfectly, making it seem like a second skin as it reflected the light of the room.
Now that that minor ordeal was over, I stepped further in to the room and away from the bed that I’d previously been designated to, allowing me closer proximity to the Hokage before me, although, it wasn’t in any sign of intimidation or aggression. Heels clicked against the floor beautifully as I traversed the short distance, before coming to a stop as I began to listen to her speak. Another meeting? To say the least I wasn’t the most thrilled person as I heard it, but it wasn’t as if I hadn’t assumed that it would happen from the very moment that she’d introduced herself as the leader of the village. Despite my conflicting thoughts and a need to get home, I agreed with a simple nod of my head as I prepared to leave alongside her.
"Shall we, Miss Blanche?"
”By all means; lead the way.”
With the IV no longer a problem of mine and everything in its place, I’d grin to the Hyuuga. I didn’t know my way around Konohagakure and although I instantly had to place my trust in her not to lead me to my death, I was still slightly dubious. I hadn’t met her before, after all. However, with my strength now mostly restored, I was prepared to leave, and if it meant that I had to endure another official meeting, then so be it. It wouldn’t kill me after all I’ve been through. Waiting for her response and movement to leave the room and the hospital itself, I’d run my right hand through the lush blonde hair that fell so elegantly from the top of my head. What exactly was the Hokage interested in speaking about? The prospect of an alliance..
Taking things in to my own hands, through a cheeky grin that appeared on my face, I’d then move, strolling past the woman and out through the door. I’d meet up with her outside the hospital, but for now I took the reins, my heels clicking against the tiled floor as I moved. Passing through wards, doors and empty space I soon left the hospital, and prepared for the Hokage to follow my lead.
CHAKRA POOL: 8,050 EXP
INFUIN STACKS: 34
Massive x3 pool + 2 highs.[/right]