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Shinji had just exited the violent atmosphere of Kirigakure's arena. He wasn't a fan of violence and especially when it came, to an array of Genin thrashing at each other for slips of paper. It was ridiculous and Shinji cursed the organizer of such an event. It was that very reason that Kirigakure was called the Bloody Mist and that very reason Shinji hated it. He appreciated sparring and other friendly activities, but just from the nature that Kirigakure raised their shinobi always made battles end in a bloody mess. This made the teen long for peace, world wide yes, but more importantly here in his home. Well a place he sadly had to call home.
His nerves were on edge and he was gripping at his churning stomach. Luckily the streets were fairly empty, due to most of the disgusting citizens of the hell hole watching the event. Shinji set his course for the hospital, he knew he could shake the feelings, but he had not the mental stability right now to care for himself. He was sweating in his outfit profusely and jittering like crazy. The teen then took his vest off with no regards for how stylish he appeared right now. He was just amazed that he had committed such an act back there at the coliseum. He played the event through his mind and imagined striking the unsuspecting target, destroying his ability to use his arm. The attack Shinji had attempted would also administer way more than a typical break, for the boys arm would have most likely rendered him useless as a ninja.
Uhg . . . Gil - Gilliam Shinji squeezed out fighting through his pounding headache. His crustacean friend the peered from out of his hood and made a squeal. Gilliam, what do you think of this . . . this place? Gilliam had no idea what Shinji was saying, for the selfish couldn't comprehend that level of English. Gilliam gave Shinji an interesting expression, that made Shinji chuckle. Hehe, sorry.
His sweat began to slowly stop as the air conditioner blessed his arrival, but his headache worsened, from the glaring lights. Yup . . . this was the hospital alright. Slowly dragging himself to the front desk, he checked himself in for examination. So may I ask why you are hear today . . . Ujimasa, Shinji. The doctor inquired while scanning a clipboard. Shinji assumed it was his medical and ninja records, but didn't really care, he just wanted to get well or at least find out what's going on.
Shinji, who was lying done on a medical table, propped his back up against the wall, ruffling the sheet of paper that was under him. I don't know doc. I was at the god forsaken event, that the Mizukage was holding and just lost it. I almost ended another Genin's career in the process, I just don't know. The doctor peeked up from his clipboard and approached Shinji. Placing the back of his gloved hand against his forehead. Hmm yes your temperature is a bit high and you are shaking like a leaf. Anything else, you can tell me before I give my analysis? The doctor returned to his clipboard awaiting Shinji's response. Well I have this piercing headache to, I just think I'm stressed out though. The doctor scribbled quickly then tossed his clipboard onto a nearby table. Stress yes, but something else seems to be bothering your chakra, outside of it almost being completely exhausted.
Shinji's heart pounded hard for a second and he peeked at Gilliam who was still by his side for comfort. Gilliam nudged Shinji, pressuring him to answer. Shinji was a bit skeptical at first, but figured, he would never get anywhere without telling the doctor what was up. I . . . I don't think I belong here. Here in Kirigakure. Shinji quickly peeped out. The doctor raised and eye peering over his glasses, then checked the door to see if it was closed. He then sighed, took off his glasses, and rubbed his eyes. You aren't the only one Shinji. I too faced that problem when I was younger, I don't know your reasoning, but I will tell you it means your heart is in the right place. The way the Mizukage is running things isn't right and the shinobi and citizens alike, are becoming more violent with each generation. Maybe you can save this cursed land, that the mist hugs ever so tightly. Shinji was greatly relieved to see even the doctor felt the same way, but why was he still here then?
Why are you still here, if you feel the leadership is corrupted? The doctor sighed again and answered plainly. I stay here to guide ninja like to to the right path. There are others like you, but they fear being ridiculed for their feelings, just like you do. I don't know where the right path is, hopefully one of you children find it, but what I do know is that the way the village is being lead right now isn't it. Shinji nodded and pondered on the doctors words. Others? He wished to meet them, maybe they could organize a group together and not only save Kirigakure, but the world. Shinji was sure his home village wasn't the only place in this world that had this type of atmosphere. It was then that Shinji decided he wanted to start a revolution. He wanted to cleanse the seemingly clean word. For he knew there was hidden darkness and he would find it.
The doctor then shot a glance at the clock and gathered his things. Well Shinji, I hope your eyes can find the path which I speak of. I have no clue where the others are and if they still live, but hopefully you can spark a revolution. You may be weak now, but you are powerful with the strength of youth. The room is checked out for you to rest in for today, so rest well. He closed the door and left Shinji in silence. Shinji lifted Gilliam and placed him on his lap. Me and you are gonna be like that doctor k? We have to bite the bullet and find the others so we can make this place better, even if the means killing people. It will be our last resort, but we have to do whatever it takes. Gilliam shuddered at the ambitiousness behind Shinji's words, the boy was truly serious. But the shellfish eventually calmed down and with his master dozed off.
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His nerves were on edge and he was gripping at his churning stomach. Luckily the streets were fairly empty, due to most of the disgusting citizens of the hell hole watching the event. Shinji set his course for the hospital, he knew he could shake the feelings, but he had not the mental stability right now to care for himself. He was sweating in his outfit profusely and jittering like crazy. The teen then took his vest off with no regards for how stylish he appeared right now. He was just amazed that he had committed such an act back there at the coliseum. He played the event through his mind and imagined striking the unsuspecting target, destroying his ability to use his arm. The attack Shinji had attempted would also administer way more than a typical break, for the boys arm would have most likely rendered him useless as a ninja.
Uhg . . . Gil - Gilliam Shinji squeezed out fighting through his pounding headache. His crustacean friend the peered from out of his hood and made a squeal. Gilliam, what do you think of this . . . this place? Gilliam had no idea what Shinji was saying, for the selfish couldn't comprehend that level of English. Gilliam gave Shinji an interesting expression, that made Shinji chuckle. Hehe, sorry.
His sweat began to slowly stop as the air conditioner blessed his arrival, but his headache worsened, from the glaring lights. Yup . . . this was the hospital alright. Slowly dragging himself to the front desk, he checked himself in for examination. So may I ask why you are hear today . . . Ujimasa, Shinji. The doctor inquired while scanning a clipboard. Shinji assumed it was his medical and ninja records, but didn't really care, he just wanted to get well or at least find out what's going on.
Shinji, who was lying done on a medical table, propped his back up against the wall, ruffling the sheet of paper that was under him. I don't know doc. I was at the god forsaken event, that the Mizukage was holding and just lost it. I almost ended another Genin's career in the process, I just don't know. The doctor peeked up from his clipboard and approached Shinji. Placing the back of his gloved hand against his forehead. Hmm yes your temperature is a bit high and you are shaking like a leaf. Anything else, you can tell me before I give my analysis? The doctor returned to his clipboard awaiting Shinji's response. Well I have this piercing headache to, I just think I'm stressed out though. The doctor scribbled quickly then tossed his clipboard onto a nearby table. Stress yes, but something else seems to be bothering your chakra, outside of it almost being completely exhausted.
Shinji's heart pounded hard for a second and he peeked at Gilliam who was still by his side for comfort. Gilliam nudged Shinji, pressuring him to answer. Shinji was a bit skeptical at first, but figured, he would never get anywhere without telling the doctor what was up. I . . . I don't think I belong here. Here in Kirigakure. Shinji quickly peeped out. The doctor raised and eye peering over his glasses, then checked the door to see if it was closed. He then sighed, took off his glasses, and rubbed his eyes. You aren't the only one Shinji. I too faced that problem when I was younger, I don't know your reasoning, but I will tell you it means your heart is in the right place. The way the Mizukage is running things isn't right and the shinobi and citizens alike, are becoming more violent with each generation. Maybe you can save this cursed land, that the mist hugs ever so tightly. Shinji was greatly relieved to see even the doctor felt the same way, but why was he still here then?
Why are you still here, if you feel the leadership is corrupted? The doctor sighed again and answered plainly. I stay here to guide ninja like to to the right path. There are others like you, but they fear being ridiculed for their feelings, just like you do. I don't know where the right path is, hopefully one of you children find it, but what I do know is that the way the village is being lead right now isn't it. Shinji nodded and pondered on the doctors words. Others? He wished to meet them, maybe they could organize a group together and not only save Kirigakure, but the world. Shinji was sure his home village wasn't the only place in this world that had this type of atmosphere. It was then that Shinji decided he wanted to start a revolution. He wanted to cleanse the seemingly clean word. For he knew there was hidden darkness and he would find it.
The doctor then shot a glance at the clock and gathered his things. Well Shinji, I hope your eyes can find the path which I speak of. I have no clue where the others are and if they still live, but hopefully you can spark a revolution. You may be weak now, but you are powerful with the strength of youth. The room is checked out for you to rest in for today, so rest well. He closed the door and left Shinji in silence. Shinji lifted Gilliam and placed him on his lap. Me and you are gonna be like that doctor k? We have to bite the bullet and find the others so we can make this place better, even if the means killing people. It will be our last resort, but we have to do whatever it takes. Gilliam shuddered at the ambitiousness behind Shinji's words, the boy was truly serious. But the shellfish eventually calmed down and with his master dozed off.
Word Count: 1113/1000