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Sitting by his lonesome in a rather empty waiting room, Reiniku quietly began to drift away into a childish daydream of fighting shinobi and heroic missions. He had made his way to the hospital to seek training, but the rushed nurses and tired medical shinobi had no time to even notice the young boy, let alone help him. Thus Rein had been forced to spend a good part of his day twiddling his thumbs as nurse after nurse helped the far more important looking patients within the waiting room. The only thing that justified waiting was the quick chance of spotting a man whom had super-glued a tissue box to his face, or maybe it was that woman who had sewed an entire shirt onto her left hand. There was even one boy who had lost a finger to a snapping turtle, though that wasn't as nearly as funny as the first two.
'If I knew it was going to be this busy, I would have asked someone outside for training...' A thought that had slowly played on repeat for a better part of an hour, Rein sighed to himself as he pulled a small journal from his back pocket. 'I might as well write if I am stuck h-' Rein's trail of thought was interrupted as he suddenly patted his various pockets quite vigorously. "Oh come on!" Groaning out of sheer annoyance as he slumped further down into his chair, Rein tossed the journal into the chair beside himself. His small display of frustration was enough to attract more than one wandering stare, and Rein was quick to blush with embarrassment. Averting his gaze from the questioning stares of the other's, Rein softly muttered "I don't have a pencil..."

Still fussing over his lost pencil, Reiniku unconsciously began to eavesdrop on the conversations of others to pass the time. Nearby an elderly mother was scolding her now fingerless son about the dangers of snapping turtles as they exited the hospital, and a young woman was slowly telling her nurse about the vicious needle that attacked her unprovoked. These conversations were both rather tickling to Reiniku's humorous side, but neither helped him in his current situation. In fact, Rein began to fear that he would slowly become stranded in the hospital! What would his mother think if he never came home again? Another victim of the hospital's never ending appetite for medical shinobi in training! No! He couldn't think of such things during a crisis such as this! He would have to keep a level head, or he might succumb to the hospital's wrath. Heck! Rein could feel the lampshades of the room just eying his every move, waiting like a predator for one measly mistake in order to make their assault.
Rein was about to defend himself from the hospital's deadly lampshades, a wandering hand unconsciously wandering to his kunai holster as he glared at the nearest lamp, when the rather soft voice of a timid nurse reached his sensitive ears. "Here, this is for Dr. Lothar..." The nurse glanced carefully in both directions before setting a brown paper bag on the nurse's desk in the lobby. "You know how he is if he doesn't get his daily dose..." The timid nurse spoke quietly to her desk-bound sister in arms, nodding awkwardly to make sure the desk-bound nurse understood what was in the bag before quickly shuffling off.
Rein's wandering mind quickly picked up on the situation before him, his curiosity nearly causing him to snatch the bag and run rather than question what had just happened. 'No, resist the temptation...' Rein was arguing with himself now, and he was almost certain that the vast amount of time he had spent within the hospital was slowly driving him insane. Yet the bag stood tall, taunting the boy by merely concealing its contents from a wandering glance. 'But what is it?' Deciding to play sleuth, Rein grabbed the journal from the seat beside him. He swiftly opened the notebook to a fresh page before thoughtlessly grabbing the pencil that had been behind his left ear the entire time. 'The paper bag belongs to a Dr. Lothat? Or was it Lowbar... I can't remember' Rein thought to himself as he drew a small paper bag in the center of his blank page, connecting the unknown chin doctors name to the small illustration of the bag with a solid black line. 'The inside of the bag is unknown...' Drawing a question mark, Rein once again connected the new mark to the paper bag with a solid line.
Leaning back as he replaced the pencil to its rightful spot behind his left ear, Reiniku calmly stared at his small chart. 'So if a doctor is connected to that bag, and he needs it...' Rein smirked beneath his cloth mask as a scheming sparkle shimmered softly in his eyes. 'Then I could bait him out with the bag, and when he comes I could hold the bag hostage until he trains me!' It was a childish plan brought on by the fatigue of sitting alone for hours on end. But it was also a plan none the less, and Rein was determined to draw this unknown doctor out from his hiding place. Snapping his journal shut, Rein readied himself for the theft.
"Excuse me..." Rein's soft voice muttered as he quietly made his way toward the front desk. "Would you point out the bathrooms to me?" Rein feigned embarrassment as he spoke to the nurse, a slight blush playing at his cheeks as he spoke. But as soon as the woman turned her head away to point at the mens bathroom, Rein swiped the bag, stashing his prize into the depths of his shirt before walking away once again. "Thanks, I guess I don't need to go now though..." Quick footed and as cautiously as he could, Rein slowly made his way back to his seat. 'This is a bottle of alcohol...' Rein thought as he removed the rather large glass bottle from its bag, surprised that a doctor would ever need or even want such a thing while on duty. 'Why would he need this...?' He was careful to set the bottle on the table in front of him, close enough to quickly snatch up but far enough out to make it easy to spot. 'Now we wait...' Rein could of smiled with the joy of a successful theft, but he was cautious enough to keep his face as blank as he possibly could. Knowing it would be better to look dumb and unknowing than happy and proud at a time like this.

Reiniku was about to give up on waiting when a rather loud doctor burst though the waiting room doors. The man, seemingly barely able to walk, was a sight Rein had most definitely not prepared himself for. As the so called doctor looked to be more of a drunk than a man of medicine. 'Oh please don't be Lowbar... Or was it Locar...?' Rein thought to himself, keeping a look of pure innocence set upon his cheeks as he watched the drunk stumble around the waiting room in a panicked state. 'Is he even supposed to be here?' But despite Rein's judgmental thoughts, and to his silent amusement, the drunken man seemed to find what he was looking for, as he was surely making his way toward Rein and his stolen loot.
As the man arrived, Rein have a friendly little wave, trying his hardest to hold back a laugh as he waited for the man to speak. Though he didn't have to wait long, for the man was quick to speak in an eerily friendly tone. As the man spoke, Rein was quick to wrap a protective arm around the contents of the brown bag. Eying the drunk carefully as he prepared himself to drop the bag out the open window behind him. "Wait! I think I have heard it before!" Rein exclaimed in a voice dripping with false excitement, "The boy knew exactly how much the doctor's materials meant to the doctor, so he decided to hold the materials hostage until the doctor agreed to teach the boy everything he knew!" While he spoke, Rein was careful to keep a childish grin upon his face, as if to taunt the man before him. "I think that was how it went, and in the end everyone was happy!"