Karoshi whistled incredulously at the sight as he strode into view, a little ways behind the genin. "Wooooow. You guys really did a number on that waste of space. Hehe." He flicked his wrist out of his coat pocket and gave the survivors a casual wave. One would question how he was able to move around undetected and seemingly unharmed. Geezus the kid didn't even have a scratch on him.
Karoshi scratched his would be chin lightly as he shamelessly averted his gaze while attempting to initiate a conversation with the group of survivors. "So...I guess s**t hit the fan at the village....and we're going to need you all to come back asap. Mmm....you'll need to bear with the collars for exactly an hour more though, if we took them off now you'd most certainly die. The collar needs a little more time to empty the antidote in your systems. Haha...You little dorks thought you were actually poisoned. After all with illness it gets worse before it gets better, right?" This guy certainly liked beating around the bush, but indeed there was a heavy implication that the genin had been played this whole time. There was never any "poison". No....the gas they inhaled was the poison. The s**t on their necks was actually the antidote. Admittedly if it was administered in one full dose it would be enough to kill an elephant, which is why it had to be slowly administered over at least a span of three weeks.
Karoshi made his way over to Koto and gave his "extra baggage" a once over. Making sure to restrain his urge to start laughing. "Ah-Aha...but this little s**t stain might not make it. It seems he's been going too long without the collar on. Mmm....though, had he actually kept it on he wouldn't be a pinch close to death. He'll have to be put in intensive care with the others...who knows how long he'll have to wait to get some sort of treatment...there's a very long waiting list..." He gave a heavy sigh, having a feeling that he'd be swarmed with questions, acting as if his time was being wasted. This wasn't Senri. It was infact Karoshi himself. He wasn't dead afterall, but was just previously put in a comatose of sorts while his body was being controlled by a certain somebody.
"Well, time is of the essence and I'm not in any mood to sit here and answer any questions you may have, if you have any that is. You can ask your proctor, that is if she's still alive and- eh...nevermind. So...are you guys ready to go?"
Karoshi scratched his would be chin lightly as he shamelessly averted his gaze while attempting to initiate a conversation with the group of survivors. "So...I guess s**t hit the fan at the village....and we're going to need you all to come back asap. Mmm....you'll need to bear with the collars for exactly an hour more though, if we took them off now you'd most certainly die. The collar needs a little more time to empty the antidote in your systems. Haha...You little dorks thought you were actually poisoned. After all with illness it gets worse before it gets better, right?" This guy certainly liked beating around the bush, but indeed there was a heavy implication that the genin had been played this whole time. There was never any "poison". No....the gas they inhaled was the poison. The s**t on their necks was actually the antidote. Admittedly if it was administered in one full dose it would be enough to kill an elephant, which is why it had to be slowly administered over at least a span of three weeks.
Karoshi made his way over to Koto and gave his "extra baggage" a once over. Making sure to restrain his urge to start laughing. "Ah-Aha...but this little s**t stain might not make it. It seems he's been going too long without the collar on. Mmm....though, had he actually kept it on he wouldn't be a pinch close to death. He'll have to be put in intensive care with the others...who knows how long he'll have to wait to get some sort of treatment...there's a very long waiting list..." He gave a heavy sigh, having a feeling that he'd be swarmed with questions, acting as if his time was being wasted. This wasn't Senri. It was infact Karoshi himself. He wasn't dead afterall, but was just previously put in a comatose of sorts while his body was being controlled by a certain somebody.
"Well, time is of the essence and I'm not in any mood to sit here and answer any questions you may have, if you have any that is. You can ask your proctor, that is if she's still alive and- eh...nevermind. So...are you guys ready to go?"
