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Hatsuma had been hauled away towards the medical area in the arena to get some bandages placed on her though she didn't feel she needed them since she was mostly bruised and nothing was really broken inside that she could feel. regardless of this the solvent that they had was quite effective in removing this sticky substance from her out right which she would allow. So the fact that it was a puppet likely wasn't the only reason that she lost... she didn't move into action soon enough, she would certainly need to find a way to analyze situations quicker in the heat of battle. In the end the field was against her and with her opponent which was always a key factor in the success of a mission. Finally they reached the room she would be staying in for a day to make sure there were no internal injuries and then she would be free to leave the area and return to the room she had checked into at an inn in town. The medical shinobi did what they could taking her equipment to be cleaned and wrapping her torso in a gauze bandages making an effective shirt in a sense however she was given a medical gown to wear as well before they left. "Oh and Miss if you need food or anything you can just order it over that intercom along with anything else you might need. Your gear will be cleaned up by tomorrow and we'll bring it here then." A medic nin stated pausing at the door and looking back into the room as she waited for Hatsuma's acknowledgment.

"Understood..." Hatsuma stated bluntly before laying back onto the bed. her torso was pretty sore since that was where the brunt of the attack landed heavily. She'd have to find a way to defuse the effectiveness of insects as well as find a way to deal with controlled devices such as puppets since those seemed to be quite a bane to her at present. Staring at the ceiling she thought through possible ways to overcome certain situations if she were to encounter them again.

((Oh man, I completely forgot to post here... Again))
’I shall fight to honor the name of Kaiten, the name of my father…

Erkamina heard Yua's name from the person the bets and felt her eyebrow raise ever so slightly. "Looks like Yua's in the next round. If I had any spare money enough to bet I would bet on her, just to show my support of a teammate. Unfortunately..." She reached into her pocket and all that was there was some pocket change and a few bills. "I only have about 200." She said softly as she counted it out again, nodding sadly as she confirmed her suspicions on her low Ryo count. It wasn't enough to make a dent in her support so she would just cheer. "Alright Yua! Show 'em what Mist can do!" She yelled into the forest, hoping the girl could hear, not really caring if anyone else heard or not.

… Soon I will show the world the worth of that name.’

"Please Miss this is a hospital and we have many that are wounded, if you can tell us the name of your friend we might be able to..." A buzzer from the desk intercom sounded off as the melodic sounding nurse tried to calm oasis. "one moment please..." She explained before looking down to the intercom as she pushed the button and began to speak into it. "Yes, is their something we can bring to your room?" the nurse questioned through the intercom taking note of the little light that was lit up next to a number which signified the room the call came from.

"There should be a loud red-headed shinobi who will come looking for me, she is a member of my team and from wind country... allow her to my room... that is all..." The stoic voice of Hatsuma came through the small speaker.

"Very well I'll send her in then..." The nurse responded before clicking off the intercom and looking to Oasis again. She quickly spotted the head-band around the red-headed girl's waist which had the hourglass like symbol which signified her as a wind country shinobi. Deciding this was the person who was supposed to come she took a scrap of paper from the desk and scribbled down the number thirteen upon it and held it out to Oasis. "She is in room number thirteen which is at the end of the hall to your left on the first floor... please remain quiet for the other patients are in worse condition then your friend's, there was this strange little girl who wiped out a group of shinobi earlier in the exams it's a surprise they are still breathing... their shinobi life is over that much is certain... anyways have a nice visit Miss" She finished with a dainty little smile before she went back to filing papers and other desk bound tasks.

Fuyu faced Jin as he handed over the package. He looked down at the wrapped scythes and then back at Jin. "An 'interesting' match.... ya, I might have had more fight in me if those damned traps would have been a little more spread out..." He sighed and went over to the window, package in hand. As he walked, the wind picked up and the package went limp. "As for my burns, they will heal well enough without medical attention. Keep them wrapped and there will be no infection." He paused for a moment, looking out the window blankly. There was nothing for him to see. Taking a slow breathe in so that it didn't hurt to much, he turned and faced Jin. "Thanks for returning the scythes. Fujin will be... no, he is pleased. As for our match, I should have never even been there in the first place, let alone the second part.... I did mean my promise though, next fight... I won't give up like I did today, not a chance. You're well trained... I'll give you that, but as it is apperant... I still have quiet the hinderance to over-come yet still" At this point Fuyu was reaching behind his face and untied the wraps. He placed the eye covers in a back pocket and looked at Jin with his completely bloodshot eyes. After a moment, he looked round and sat on a seat near him and the window. "As it stands with age, I should have been a genin several years ago.... eighteen and having just graduated from the academy... all because the accademy wouldn't take a student in due to blindness, thinking I was useless.... maybe I will be useless, but I plan on proving them wrong that's for sure. I.... I just wish that there was someone out there that could look at me and realize that I maybe have potential.... I don't know.... Normally I don't speak this much Jin, just after all the failures I've gone through in the past week, week and a half.... I seem to not know what's going on anymore..." Fuyu looked down for a moment, remembering everything that had happened. Always useless or a failure in everything he'd done... the only positive part was that he somehow managed to graduate the accademy... as a tracking nin none the less.... he sighed and the looked up at Jin yet again. "I sound pathetic don't I? Hmmmm..... oh well, nothing left to do but get back into training after all this is over." With that, Fuyu turned around and looked down at the battlefield, pondering on random things here and there.

Hisaki ran out of the shop, cash in hand. He had a mission, and time was of the essence. Hisaki darted up to the stadium again, and pushed by groups of chatting people. He sprinted up rounded stairs up level by level, until he reached the near vacant circle where the sky boxes where. Hisaki ran down the hall, and skidded by his own room. He jumped back to the door, and entered quickly. Hisaki leaped into the center of the room, and through his arms around, pointing as he called over employed people in the room.

"ANNOUNCEMENT TO ALL BUTLERS, WAITERS, ETCETERA IN THE ROOM!" Hisaki called over a few of the stadium employees, and said, "Okay, we got a job to do. In this bag here, I have enough ryo to pay for every expense this far. On top of that, I have five thou' extra, to pay for another round of the fastest but best food you can find," he said, pointing to the waiter, "A group of security to stop guests from pumping up my bill without my permission," Hisaki pointed to a butlerish employee, "and maybe a few maids to pick up the rest of the room posthaste!" He finished with another point at a stadium-man.

Hisaki clapped, "I only have five thousand, but that should be more than enough for what I ask. Any extra can go into tips for the staff. Understand? That means don't rack up any extra bills on me, and you'll get paid." Hisaki turned around, and continued, "This all must be done quickly. I have a guest that may arrive at any moment, so I need something to be set up for her arrival. If not... I fear the consequences..." Hisaki tapped his foot, "NOW GO!"

The waiters and butlers and maids ran around frantically before splitting up, and doing their separate jobs. Hisaki retreated to the windows as the room began to reconstruct behind him. Yuki, apparently, was in hiding, and the battle wasn't too far along. Yua was still standing in the middle actually. The battle thus far was very still, and guests seemed to be getting impatient.

Hisaki smelt something sweet, herbal, and spicy. Hisaki turned around to see where the herbal bouquet was coming from, and saw that one waiter had already appeared with food. He put a few metal gastronorm containers on the table, and uncapped them, letting the smell get stronger. Hisaki meandered over, and took a look at the triple set of food.

"Three things of Ziti... Ugh... Whatever, as long as we get a better selection later on..." Hisaki stepped back from the table, and saw a security guard approach him.

"Sir, is there a guest list that we should follow?" The large bouncer said, holding a clipboard and a pen. Hisaki thought for a moment, then said, "No, not nessessary. If someone new comes to the party, just tell me, and I'll tell you whether or not its OK for them to come in. I shouldn't be leaving this room until my match, so I should be around." The man confirmed the command, then left the room into the hallway.

Hisaki shrugged, and returned to the window, "Well then," he said to himself, "Now all I have to do is wait for something to happen..."