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 Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 12:03 am
A grumbling would come from behind her. It was completly inaudible but still it was grumbling. A few shifts at the sound of each door opening and slamming and the final one was the final straw. The normally calm Tsuchikage was awake and didn't exactly look pleased. "Good grief, can't a man rest in peace around here. Now I remember why I hate hospitals. Allt he running about and such... sick people need peace and quiet ya know!"
That smooth hand and slick jestures were natural and burnned into his body. This was evident in how he stroked his hair and scratched his head. Even though his body moved with grace, the look on his face made it extreamly obvious that he wasn't trying too nor did he care at the moment. Marcus hated being woken up prematurly. More than a few accidents had occured due to someone trying to wake him.
His sensens eventually returned as he realized the bed had a seperate dent in it other than his. Glancing over, all memories flooded back, washinga way the fog of sleep. With closed eyes and a neutral look on his face, he raised a hand, palm open, toward the Hyuuga leader. "Yo..." was all he said in those moments following.
Just like that he had gone back to being the oddity that is Marcus Taida. His eyes opened as slits and he could be seen glancing over her features. Considering his past and behavior, it could easily have been misconstrude as a gaze of les than honorable intent. HOwever, the exact opposite was true. He was using this gaze t glance over the womans body for any marks or signs of injury. As usual, Kirin had done masterful work.
No words were spoken from the strange man as he reached down and took the Hyuuga's hand. He scanned it hard. This was the hand of the wound and all that resided now was a scar. "Ahhh tahts good."
Those were the only words shared for this instances of time. He released her hand and laid back upon the ed. A deep havy sigh left his lips.
Did I forget to mention that his shirt was completly down now thants to the sleep? With warmth all around Yokou, it wouldn't be hard for her to draw conclusions...wrong ones but conclusions none the less. Marcus, on the other hand, simply scratched his nose and relaxed.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 12:30 pm
Yokou sweatdropped at the frantic reentries and re-exists that followed, with Zephyr grabbing forgotten items from the first time around, she was intent at first to yell after her sensei that he got the wrong idea. She could see how...but...too late...and eh, oh well. She figured that if it was her fate that sensei and Shikamori won’t ever look at her the same way again...there was no avoiding it. However, it pains her in many ways to think that...now Zephyr had a new weapon to blackmail her in his arsenal. Damn.
A low rumble got her attention. Her face flushed again when Marcus took her hand... He said something but her mind didn’t immediately connect with the meaning. “E-eh...oh! That’s right...” Getting up she picked up the bag of food Shikamori had dropped in his frantic exit – the Nara didn’t seem to be sure what the Tsuchikage would prefer to eat, so he had bought a variety of items: baked goods, food orders of dumplings, curry, and such. She frowned slightly noticing the jars of sake... Was that really something to give to a patient...? She took out the food, hiding the sake, and returning to Marcus’ bedside, placed it next to the tray of food that the hospital staff had brought earlier: porridge and plain bread...figures, it was past mealtime so they wouldn’t have anything other than minor snacks. Silently, she thanked the Nara for his consideration and added an mental apology for um...that little incident.
She took a seat by the bedside again, gingerly touched the bowl, before taking the provided utensil and after mixing the porridge once, held forth a filled tablespoon. “It’s a little cold but you should eat the porridge first...it’s better for healing an empty stomach...um...say...ah...” Her face flushed again though her hands held steady . What the hell are you doing...? The Hyuuga part of her accused. Um...tending a sick patient...? She answered timidly in return.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 1:04 pm
He looked off vapidly... a completely empty look was on his face as she came back. The food was of little concern to him at the moment. He glanced back to her... his eyes were empty and soulless at first but the moment they connected with hers, they became intense and focused. He glared into her eyes almost like he was looking through her, looking through her soul. There were Hyuuga who probably didn't have as intense a glare even with Byakugan at full blast. Closer and closer he glared into her eyes and soon he was almost touching her nose to his. He had moved in closer and closer the entire time.
"You... remind me of a very well aged Hyuuga Hinata." the name was ancient. Only another Hyuuga or a ninja schoolar would know the name and yet he spoke it as if he knew the woman personally. Of course he didn't but he was quite knowledgeable none the less. He pulled away and looked to her, "You also stink of booze. I thought you Hyuuga women didn't drink. Something about Ver-chew or something... although why a piece of candy had anything to do with drinking is beyond me."
He enjoyed messing with her about that. Pulling back. he looked to the food she was trying to give him... she was Hyuuga and they were only this subservent to their lovers... this was quite a tole on her and he could tell. He lowered his head and looked to it. He took it greatfully and ate all of it. "You... you don't hate me?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 1:44 pm
"Ah..." A soft pause, and then her voice was quieter. "Hinata-sama is a much purer and better person than I would ever be..." She casted her gaze down, her free hand fiddling with the head of family's jade and ivory amulet... "A mother or a shinobi...obviously, choosing both were impossible... That is the path for all kunoichis...no...........for all shinobi. The very nature of our work keeps shinobi families divided. I was just...rather stupid...too young then, too naive..."
A quiet chuckle at Marcus' attempt to pronounce 'virtue'. "I don't enjoy sake." She admitted. "The taste is too strong...too bitter...just like the true nature of the person who showed me liquor in the first place..." Her free hand fisted, expression growing rueful. "I...but..." And finally, she shook her head and said: "That is long ago. Come now, you should eat..." So...for her, sake was something...bitterly reminiscent of the past... Could that person also be the same one connected to all her present sorrows? Then, it would make sense why she would turn to drinking when there's pain too great for her thin shoulders (soul) to bear...
Happier now that Marcus was eating, she dipped the spoon into the porridge again before holding it forward again... "Why would I hate you?" She questioned. Her expression was unreadable. And more softly... "...the kindest person..." Her soft voice, almost inaudible now. "...I've ever met..."
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 8:01 pm
An almost stunned look crossed his face. He had been called many things in his life but kind wasn't really among them. He wasn't really sure how o take it. He was mearly being himself. Maybe he had been called that word and just never paid it any attention. Maybe he was going crazy, either way he heard it and he wasn't quite sure how to take it.
He looked around for a few moments and then pointed to himself. "Huh? Who me?" the jokes were coming through again. He was trying to make her smile...giggle, smack him, do something. This was just too awkward... the woman should be in pain... or frantic and yet... she was feeding him soup... he didn't know how to take this in the least bit.
He stands quickly and moves over to the window and begins to look out it with his hands in his pockets, "You shouldn't be this kind to me. I couldn't fulfill my promise to you. You love... he's stil out there somewhere... shouldn't you be starting a search or something for him? He's your leader too right? Can't have a village without that. And with the Master's gone, I'm sure you guys'll need him more than ever right?" He was like this... trying to put more pressure on himself than deserved. He simply wanted to atone for failing.
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 2:31 pm
A bitter lump arose in her throat. “Heh...the villagers and remaining council back home...they…are cruelly efficient, as always.” Yokou’s free hand clenched. “A new Hokage had already been chosen, and the choice consented by the people. A few days ago, a messenger bird delivered the results... The Fire Master is apparently dead...yet they would rather...have a leader to reorganize the village first than to search for Akane...” She looked away. “Even though it was sensei who was chosen...I can’t help but resent this... I mean...I know, if he is not fooling around...he’ll be a great leader but still...!” A soft pause as she regained composure. “The upcoming Chuunin Exams here... I will stay their length...for my duty as Konoha’s head-medic, and for Elruda’s sake... However...”
“As soon as they’re over, sensei and the others will certainly be heading home. Before then, I will my rights as a Sannin...and search for Akane.” Another pause. “You didn’t find Akane...but Marcus-san, you had done your best. That...” Her voice trailed off. “...means a lot to me. Thank you.” And she inclined her head slightly, a sign of her respect and gratitude. “It is...my fault for the deterioration in your health. I’ll see to it that you get better.” A small smile and she held up another spoonful of porridge. “Shikamori brought quite a lot of food. Eh...Marcus-san...do you prefer dumplings, curry, or garlic bread...?”
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Posted: Mon Dec 08, 2008 11:27 am
Gig watched in surprise as kei said what she said, but no matter looks like he was getting some lovin tonight. "Go home and eat like fifteen cookies....youll need the sugar!" giglamesh would give her a suggestive wink as she was walking away. But first he would have to return to the room with hitomi giglamesh went back inside and sat down, he told her he would wait for her and he planed on doing just that.
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Posted: Mon Dec 08, 2008 4:01 pm
Ki vanished into a wind-blown vapor as soon as Gig opened the door, Hitomi's eyes shooting open as the full force of her pains drove themselves into her skull. Her eyes darted around the room, and she had reached for her shuriken pouch, which she'd left with Kon~kou... She forced herself to calm her breathing and come back to reality. Dammit... She calmed herself, anchoring herself on an all too real pain.
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Posted: Mon Dec 08, 2008 4:10 pm
RP wise and ooc wise giglamesh dossent really know whats going on, why she is here, what was happening or just happened, but he told hitomi he would stay and that agreement was the reason why he staid. It was more than that also, he felt obligated to help her, obligated to give her any aid he would when she was down. Any time she needed it gig would be there to give her a hand up since he was the one that removed one of hers.
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Posted: Mon Dec 08, 2008 8:05 pm
Marcus looked to her... a bit abscently at first. He was gazing over her features but not her FEATURES. He was reading ehr. He was reading ehr body language and her speech patternes. He had a bit of an edge on this Hyuuga as he had been with one before. Granted, every person is an individual but certain living conditions and upbringings and burn certain normalitis into anyone. He looked to teh food then back to her. Reaching ot slowly, he began to ruffle her hair and stood up. "Hmmm..."
He said it ina half minded kind of way... he was thinking now and all consumed in his thoughts. He was looking into the sky and smiling."Your daughter has a strong mother.... she'll be a fine girl someday." He smiled over to the woman, "I know my word doesn't mean much now... but if you'll still have it, I give you my word that I will do what I can to support Konoha...no, to support you during this time..."
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 3:13 pm
Keiko was taken back by what Giglamesh just said. He was either confused on what she was saying or she wasn't saying what she was feeling. She walked into the room, "I'm not going anywhere, Giglamesh." She looked up to him, thoughts raced through her head, and she started to get light headed. Hitomi. Be strong. She closed her eyes and shook her head, she rubbed her head in frustration.
Sato walked in and nodded to Giglamesh and then put his hand on Keiko's shoulder. Keiko took a breath and turned around, "Sensei." Keiko bowed, "Good or bad news?"
Sato gave a slight bow in return, "Ah, good news. I have a opening in surgery today, we can fix her up, and she'll be better in no time. Then we will start her on birth control."
"You always amaze me. Thank you so much for doing this for her, it means so much to me." Keiko bowed to him once more.
"There is one more thing..." He broke off, it was a awkward pause, "Do you have a file on her? The hospital has no recored of her, however I take that she has come through the academy under you. I am I correct?" He shifted his weight uneasily.
"Correct, I'll head back home after everything is done and get her file and copy it for you."
"Great." He turned to Hitomi and smiled, "Well, well, lets get you fixed up. Ready?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 3:48 pm
Giglamesh eye closed half way (-__- expression) as birth control was mentioned, he would start to walk away but sato had a grip of his shoulder and a evil glare would pierce directly at the medical shinobi. But then as he mentioned her file giglamesh would whip his casket around fast, not caring if he hit the man that was about to talk to him about something he didnt want to hear. As he hit the casket down one of the doors swung open and he would begin looking threw it, until he found it. He would hold out a vanilla folder containing all the known information on hitomi, Why did he have this who know. But he also had many many files of other shinobi of interest to him, good or bad he still had there file, this was simply part of his researching nature of course. "That files contains all the know information on hitomi as well as her blood line...." He mentioned that cause he was sure thats why he was asking for it, he first came across her having a blood line when she lost her arm......it was his fault, but the inury was so severs due to her hollow bones which had something to do with her limit. "....Also...dont mention her having a bloodline to her....im dont think she knows..."
((if were in the hall...im not sure any more.....gig is talking...if were in the room where she can hear us giglamehs is talking very low. so hitmoi cannot hear him))
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 4:26 pm
Hitomi stifled the twitching in her right hand, arm and leg, focusing on it rather than anything else. She wasn't focusing on anything else in the room until she could get her body under control. Finally, she squelched them with a final, quivering protest. She sighed, coming back (mentally) into the room about the time Gig stopped talking.
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 8:12 pm
Giglamesh would go back over and he would look her over laying in the hospital bed. "...Hunh....whats this for.....whats this do....hey this bag is neat whats in it....what happens if i do this?" Giglamesh went over and acted like he pressed some buttons, he would then go over and act like he turned a nob then suddenly he would grab her ive bag and squeeze it very hard to force more morphine in to her body to put much more morphine in to her body to make her pass out of fell extremely extremely really good. He would then give a coy smile towards hitomi acting as if he didnt know what he did but he knew exactly what it was since he had seen them many times before.....the morphine at times was his friend, back when he was forced to stay in to the hospital durring the war,....he forced them to medicate him constantly since they forced him to be there due to the massive foot diameter size hole threw his left midsection it hurt....but the irony was that it hurt him more to be there....at least mentally.
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Posted: Wed Dec 10, 2008 5:49 pm
Keiko shivered as Gig squeeze the bag, so many bad memories with morphine. She felt the memories of the cold liquid seeping into her veins and feeling numb. She shook her head and then her eyes drifted over to Sato, who was unimpressed by Giglamesh's acting, however he said nothing.
Sato stood tall and took Hitomi and started to walking through the door. He looked at Keiko, "It will take about two to three hours. Why don't you get some rest, you look tried Keiko."
Keiko smiled, "I'm fine. Thank you Sensei worrywart." she laughed and looked at Hitomi who was half asleep from pain, "Eh, Hitomi, you will be fine!"
Sato vanished with Hitomi and the room was quiet. She shook her head, she hated the hospital, why was she still here? She looked back at Giglamesh and shrugged. "I'm out of here." Keiko walked out of the room.
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