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 Posted: Wed Mar 20, 2013 4:14 am
The Konoha Hospital (木ノ葉病院, Konoha Byōin; Literally meaning "Leaf Hospital") serves the medical needs of ninja and other villagers in Konohagakure. Though the staff is skilled enough to treat most basic ailments, other more advanced medical-nin must step in to assist with severe injuries.
Security in the hospital has been lax however Hideyoshi, realising the vulnerability of some of the patients, has decided to place a small contingent of ANBU around the perimeter in order to maintain patient safety.
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Posted: Wed Mar 20, 2013 4:17 am
xxxxxHideyoshi ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬••• Ink User // Konohagakure // Hokage // Word Count: 0 Words
Appearing in a cloud of smoke, Hideyoshi made his way through the Hospital's front doors and quickly made his way to the front reception area; a nurse working at the desk didn't really look up at him for a while as he held Izaya over his shoulder but once she realised he was the Hokage things soon sped up. He smiled at her, she was cute but he couldn't allow his mind to wander too far from what was really important. So, he handed over Izaya and left without another word.
Izaya would probably wake up a little ill, in a bed somewhere but right now that was not the Hokage's concern. He once again disappeared in a plume of smoke, his next destination his office so he may finish his paperwork.
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"I fight for my friends, for they fight with me. I fight when there is no hope, just in case there is any. I fight for freedom, so that no one may take it from me. I am human and that is my greatest strength."
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Posted: Wed Mar 20, 2013 2:27 pm
 Izaya Uchiha || Sharingan ~Inactive~ || Jounin ╔════════════════════════════════════════════╗ What was it about the feeling of drifting through clouds that made someone sleep so peacefully? Was it the drifting along the soft, cotton-like puffs? The gentle wind carrying you through the great sea within the sky? Or was it the warmth that one felt, the kiss of the sun upon their face? All these things were being experienced by Izaya as he slept, the dream so real that he was more than content with staying there forever, never to show his face to the cold, cruel world ever again. If it was at all possible, he would have remained where he was until the end of time and peacefully drifted off into the groping hands of death should the time be opportune. Goodbye world. It had been a pleasure...
"*Gasp!*" The deep inhaling sound emanated from Izaya himself, whom had just roused from his slumber. The minute he did so however he felt himself having a b***h of a headache, writhing in pain from the punishment he was receiving, all directed at a focal point in his head. Izaya bit into his bottom lip in an attempt to hold back a scream, lowering himself back onto the bed so as not to upset his head any further. The pain subsided after a while, and he found himself remaining still, looking up at the ceiling in an attempt to remember what all had happened earlier. Why was he in a hospital bed? Why was his head hurting so much? Why had this day gone so horribly wrong? These were the questions he kept asking himself while he remained where he was, not so much as a twitch to show that he was alive.
Then a nurse came in, surprised to see him awake, but otherwise relieved. "You're a lucky man to have been brought here personally by the Hokage himself." The very minute she said that it all came crashing down on him. The office, the restaurant, everything. Izaya's head started to throb again, but he didn't let the truth behind the fact seem apparent on his features, wanting to be released as soon as possible so he may go and apologize properly to the Hokage for all the grief he had given him throughout the day. Why had he been so stupid? He hadn't been intentionally trying to ruin Hideyoshi's day, it just sort of happened that way, spiraling out of his control. "Even the ANBU had gotten involved..." he mumbled to himself. "Pardon?" The nurse was looking at him in inquiry as to what he had said. Izaya shook his head, a mistake on his part as the splitting headache returned instantly. "You should take it easy for a while. You've had way too much to drink." Which was funny considering he barely drank half the small cup's contents. The rest had been spilled all over the other man, the memory suddenly returning, and then the Hokage had come in before he could drink anymore. Izaya covered his face with his hands and grunted loudly. This was not his day.
So he remained for a few more hours or so, locked within the hospital walls, lying in the not-so- comfortable bed. His headache had passed and he was ready to leave. He had been discharged by the doctor's approval and was off on his way to the Hokage's mansion. Izaya needed to see Hideyoshi and apologize for all the drama he had caused. He stuck to the rooftops as he went, too ashamed to show his face to the public just yet. To them he would appear as a mad man who kicked civilians as they had their backs turned to him. How embarrassing. His day could only get better from here on out though. He hoped...
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Posted: Tue Apr 16, 2013 10:40 am
Tenkusabana Stark
~The Crazy Kid~  Mood - Drugged and Unconscious Stark was dropped off at the hospital by the large ink bird, and gingerly moved to the ER by a squad of Jounin medics. Stark himself was unconscious but still moaning slightly. They gave him a further sedative before removing his clothes and cleaning the area for the operation. The surgeons did the best they could and though Stark's own measures made the process a little faster, there just wasn't much for it. Even with Iryo Ninjutsu the medics were only so skilled, they simply couldn't repair all the nerve and muscle damage that had been done, even the tendons were all but annihilated, the most they could do was put everything back in the proper place and hope that the arm would bind properly though they were sure it wouldn't though they were sure their would be no infection. Placing the arm in a cast from the elbow down, they had done all they could. Following the long procedure Stark was taken too another room where the rest of his clothes were removed and he was bathed before being taken up to live in rooms where he would likely be spending quite a bit of time. Tucked into a warm bed with a powerful sedative he slept and would sleep for quite some time.
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