Dr. House [Medical Exam][Addy]

[Muu Yanagi]

The time had come. Sure Muu could break things, he could put things back together, but he needed to be able to do it better! So the green Haired shinobi pressed on. The overly clean and sterile smell that filled his nostrils was enough to cause someone to falter if they were unsuspecting. Muu was one of those few. He’d been to the hospital on a few occasions, but the smell was always powerful enough to shock him.

Opening his eyes and blinking a bit, Muu shook off the smell as much as he could, and on he went into the grand hospital of Kusagakure no Sato. After checking at the front desk, Muu found himself walking away with a sour expression on his face. The receptionist had told him the beginner level classes were open but aside from that they were unable to provide him a master to provide a medical exam or even instruct him further.

They had to be lying and Muu was well aware of it. The truth was they probably didn’t have time or didn’t want to take the time to look for someone so they’d rather just send him away. Now Muu found himself wandering around the hospital, blindly searching and thinking of a way to find someone to instruct him in the ways of the medic and help him expand in the arts of Iryo Ninjutsu. But it was looking like it was turning into more of wishful thinking as the green haired boy trudged through the halls.

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Beginning of Medical Examination

[addy-hime ♥]

Most—if not all—of the hospital's staff were trained shinobi, instructed constantly on the dangers of allowing an unidentified person roam the halls of the prestigious building. Not only was it a security threat, but they had their patients' privacy to protect; it would not do to let just anyone make their way into the various wards.

That was why the green-haired Genin was now receiving a sour look from an older male, who sniffed contemptuously and lifted a hand to gently push his glasses back up the bridge of his nose. The clipboard balanced on his arm was hugged closer to his body and he marched in front of Muu, effectively blocking his advance. Unlike some of the younger staff who were dressed in variously colored scrubs, this man wore a perfectly pressed white lab coat over his own; the name tag pinned to his chest read HAMASAKI ARATA.

Arata leaned closer to the boy, eyes squinting as he apparently searched for a similar name tag on him. Not finding one, he straightened up and replaced his expression with one tinged with suspicion. "And can I ask what you're doing here, hm?" he finally said, staring down at the boy from behind his clipboard and glasses. "Shinobi training is in a very specific location. Unless you have a visitor's pass, I will need to escort you back to the reception area."

Although a very busy man, he did pause long enough to allow the other to respond to his question.

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[Muu Yanagi]

His way blocked rather unexpectedly, Muu stopped suddenly. He blinked surprise into his lazy almost tired expression as he looked up at the taller man now before him. Staring up at his dark hair and almost pointed features, Muu wondered if he worked here at the hospital, or was some strange patient. Who knew really. But Muu’s tired eyes did catch his name plate and stark white, almost overly white, coat and blinked a bit, also leaning forward to try to peer over the clip board at it’s contents.

”Well I ahhh. The women at the front wasn’t helpful So I’m looking fro a trainer in the Medical arts myself. Unless you’d be willing to help me Mr. White Coat?”

Another thoughtless and mildly uncreative nickname slipped out of the boys mouth. Really, Muu didn’t think about half the things that fell from his lips. All of it was second nature responses that were sometimes his own, and sometimes the responses of the many voices that clamored for attention and dominance in his mind.

He noticed the man before him this ’Mr. White Coat” did not look very pleased with his wondering round, and judging form his tone he wasn’t the nicest fella to run into. So if he wasn’t interested in helping Muu, It’d probably benefit the little green headed kid to scram and loose him before he could continue looking for an Iryo teacher. Muu weighed his options as his lazy eyes looked over the White Coat and tired to take a peak at the contents of his clip board almost absent mindedly.

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[addy-hime ♥]

This response was apparently not one that Arata had expected, but likewise it was not one that he wanted to hear. If it was possible, his eyes narrowed even further and he clutched the clipboard to his chest, effectively hiding it from the boy's prying eyes.

"You wish to become an Iryou Ninja?" He inquired, sounding much calmer than his expression betrayed. "In my opinion, you do not deserve it. A true practitioner of the medical arts would understand the sanctity of the hospital and would most certainly not try to breech the privacy conduct code."

Obviously, this doctor was not the most friendly of the lot. Arata was known throughout the hospital as someone who stuck to the rules stringently and holding everyone else to that high standard as well. That being said, Muu was simultaneously luck to have run into him. His superior had ordered him to seek out Iryou candidates whenever possible because their stock of stronger students was waning, a few graduated, some dead, and the majority giving up on the tedious task of becoming a medical shinobi.

"But ..." he paused, practically scoffing as he turned around and begin walking toward a door at the opposite end of the hall. "If you follow me, I can take you to someone who might be able to help you."

( ooc - sorry for taking so long! i have a lot on my plate with staff and rp. )

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[Muu Yanagi]

Muu’s sleepy yet surprised expression stared back at the almost snooty White Coat. He questioned the fact that Muu might not have what it took to be a Medical shinobi yet the thought ran through Muu’s mind, ’This has no idea my skill in the arts already… who is he to judge me?” But the thought was replaced as the genin’s mind shot in the many directions it tended to with his random and sometimes short attention span. So while he seemed to look on and be paying attention, Muu had actually drifted off in his own little world of cats, pretty women, and candy.

Currently he’d been considering what would cause a bear to fight with a stag and came to the conclusion of a dispute over honey when he snapped back to reality. He caught the end, the scoffing and the running of the man as he began strolling away, he offered Muu a chance. A smile erupted on the young boys lazy face as eh followed after the White Coat.

”Well thank you very much Mr. White Coat! But if not you then who might be my trainer?”

The question was fair enough. Anyone would be curious as to who they were going to be seeing and who’d be advancing them, hopefully, in the arts of their chosen field, rather then following blindly through the sterile walls of the hospital.

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[addy-hime ♥]

[style=width: 310px; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify]Arata stopped only after having walked stiffly down the entire length of the hallway, as if he dreaded bringing this infantile man to see his superior. This was, in fact, the case. He stopped abruptly and turned to his left, facing a door that looked like any other save for the nameplate across the front: Dr. Wakahisa. The doctor knocked upon the door twice, stopping as if to listen for a response, although even if Muu was standing directly next to him he wouldn't have heard a thing.

Hesitantly, he opened the door and stepped inside, holding it open for the shinobi to follow him. Dark eyes darted between the outside and the inside, which was an insanely normal-looking office structure. The floor was carpeted white and the walls were painted sunflower yellow, the only splash of color in a room outfitted with a wooden desk and empty leather chair. The desk itself was stacked high with papers of some sort, but it seemed neat despite itself.

Arata ushered the boy inside and then quickly walked out the door, closing it behind him without a word. Muu would notice that the room was, in fact, not completely empty; the wall directly opposite the desk had a leather couch positioned beneath it, upon which a young girl was sprawled out. She looked to be about 12-years-old at best, the stick of a lollypop hanging from her lips as she stared at him with curious, large, doe-like eyes.[/style]

[Muu Yanagi]

Following the White Coat, stiff like man into the office, he’d cast his lazy gaze over the yellow room, eyes first finding the desk and papers, ready to meet the empty chair. After not spotting anyone, and looking over as the irritable White Coat left the office, Muu would look back and find the young girl on a couch.

She seemed relaxed enough, a lolli pop and a somewhat composed if not idle demeanor similar to himself. That and his mouth began to water a bit from the candy… he loved candy. He took his hand form his coat and gave a half assed salute to her before speaking.

”Ello there… Doc. So are you the one who’s gonna help me or is it someone we’re both left waiting in here for?”

Of course, Muu was young, and very, very short for his stature. He was to go to the chuuin exams soon to top it all off! Most people considered him to short or small to be a shinobi let alone be any good at it so he knew, better then most, that just cause someone looks like they couldn’t possibly be the one you’d expect, didn’t mean they weren’t capable. Then again he could be wrong about any presumptions thus his questions. Even if asked as if he were nearly bored.

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[addy-hime ♥]

[style=width: 310px; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify]The little girl pursed her lips around the lollypop's stick at his comment, although her face was so blank that the reaction seemed neutral; she was neither amused nor confused. Instead, she pulled herself into a more presentable sitting position and pulled the candy from her mouth, twiddling it between her thumbs and watching as, doubtlessly, his gaze would be drawn to it.

"You must be talking about Dr. Wakahisa," she quipped, voice as youthful as her appearance. Was he correct, or was she simply a patient ... or relative? "If you're looking for her, you'll be waiting quite a while." Her face broke out into a sudden smile and the girl stood up, practically bouncing across the room to him. Her outfit was simple, childish even: a one-piece white dress with sunflowers on its skirt and yellow shoes. Honestly, she matched the room better than the furniture did.

When the girl got to Muu she stuck her free hand up at him, offering a polite shake. That was the thing to do, was it not? "My name is Kaoru. Who are you?"[/style]

[Muu Yanagi]

She came, hopping, no bounding, maybe frolicking across the room to him and Muu could only watch, his eye brows raising up a bit form her sudden approach. He had been staring at the sucker, desperate for one, but was now drawn away from it, obviously, as he stuck out her hand in greeting.

He took it in his own in a light shake, his expression a bit embarrassed for some reason as he almost slyly cocked his head and a small blush grew on his cheeks. He liked pretty girls and wasn’t used to getting approached by any type of women in a happy manor. While she may be young, he was still stuck by the charm about her. But the thought of waiting awhile wasn’t exactly pleasing. He’d already been looking for so long and he had to put up with the tight assed white coat, he was hoping he’d finally found the end of his little journey.

”Well.. it’s nice to meet you Kaoru… Im Muu, Muu Yanagi.”

He scratched the back of his head with his free hand and glanced around the room, then back to the girl as he tentatively asked a question.

”Do you happen to know when the Doc will be back? I’m suppose to be getting Iryou training today..”

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[addy-hime ♥]

[style=width: 310px; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify]She closed her eyes and beamed at him, apparently happy about his response to her introduction. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Muu!"

Unlike a normal handshake however, Kaoru did not release his hand. Instead, she tightened her grip around it and turned her body back toward the couch, practically dragging him there with her. When the distance was closed she let go and sat down, patting the cushion next to herself invitingly.

"Dr. Wakahisa won't be back for at least a half an hour, unfortunately," she said, answering his question at length and keeping her gaze locked onto his face. "But don't worry! I'll keep you company until you get back. You said you want to become an Iryou-Nin? Tell me about yourself then, Muu! I know a lot of Iryou-Nin."[/style]

[Muu Yanagi]

Her gripped tightened, and he was drawn foreword rather abruptly, and even though eh faltered a bit, he regained himself and followed/ was dragged to the couch where he took a seat beside her. She told them that they would have some time to themselves, so after a huff of air he slumped his shoulders. ”Great, I got all this way and I’m still waiting.” He thought as his eyes shifted to the side.

Then she asked him about himself, and noted that she’s known quite a few nin that he is aspiring to be so he looked back, almost questioning. But not her claim, no he was questioning cause she was curious about him. So he spoke after a moment’s pause, almost tentatively, surprised she showed any interest in one such as himself.

”Well.. I am still a genin in terms of my shinobi ranking, but I’m already scheduled to go to the upcoming chunin exams so someone higher up thinks I’m talented. But honestly I like to break things!”

A flash of excitement rolled over him and his lazy eyes grew bigger as he looked back at her, a grin on his face, but then a sudden fear of frightening her came over him, and he deflated back to his lazy expression, almost fearful of how she’d take him before continuing.

”But I also really like putting things back together. I want to further myself in the Iryou arts cause some people… expect me to be a great shinobi due to my heritage… I found a way to be great in my own option through the ways of medicine and fine control. ”

he drifted off of a second, his mind reeling off to thoughts of his parents, his father especially pushing him in the clans chakra leeching ways and telling him that it was his only ride to greatness. Even his mother had pushed him to explore the elemental ways. Saying the greatest of shinobi who brought the most honor to their families and village were experts with nature. He.. wanted to take a different approach. and In Iryou he felt like he could help, it made him valuable, and strong and he liked helping people… maybe even a little more then he liked breaking things.

He looked back at her, coming out of his trance to smile a bit and take his turn to question her.

”What about yourself? What brought you here to be left waiting in the office of a Doctor hmm?”

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[Shinryu]

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Addy asked me to take over for this quest, as she's currently bogged down with work around the site that she needs to handle. I'll try to make the transition as seamless as possible.

[style=width: 310px; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify]Kaoru's smile faltered a bit as Muu asked her the purpose of her business with the doctor. She bowed her head slightly and looked away, not wanting to show Muu the sadness in her eyes. "It's... something I don't really like to talk about..."

She was quick to cover it up with a brave smile though, as she turned back around in her seat, facing Muu once more.

"So, what it like being a shinobi? I bet you do all kinds of cool stuff, like go on missions... Hey, you mentioned something about the chuunin exams, right? Did you say you were in them?"

Her excitedness leaked through her pale skin as she brimmed with anticipation. If one paid close attention, they might notice the marks around her forearms, or the pale tone of her skin that marked her as different from the average child. However, regardless of whether or not someone picked up on her status as a patient she possessed a remarkable vigor for life, so foreign in the stoic and otherwise unremarkable surroundings in the hospital.

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