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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 6:15 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 6:23 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 6:26 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 6:35 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 6:45 pm
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The doctor blinked and began his questions again.
"Ma'am, I need to ask you a few questions, whether you like it or not, as there was a troubling amount of blood in your alcohol streams. When was the last time you ovulated?" he asked, his pen hovering over a check box on the chart. "Additionally, when was the last time you slept, went to the restroom, bathed, eaten, came in to contact with holy water, or tasted peanuts? Are you pregnant, or do you have any children? What was the origin of your symptoms, if you had to guess? In addition, have you considered donating your organs upon death?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 7:11 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 7:58 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 8:14 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 11:33 pm
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/// ۩/// V Ô ìí Ð ~ Ѕ Й ї № Ы /// ۩/// "Phase where? I'm there!"
Info: [The Doctor] [Current Shinranbanshou form: Unknown (known to those that have seen it)] [Equipped: Golem of Sitting While Moving] [Sennin Moodo & Ryousei no Jutsu]
----------from the office----------
"Oh diddly poo," the Doctor complained as the setting sun whipped up a steady wind. "The shinobi said something about leaving, & I haven't yet given her her scroll." Running calmly along the main cobblestone street up to the main entrance, an errant stone caught his brown suede shoe, causing him to tumbling to the ground. "Bloody hell! I'll have to put in for a better street," he mumbled, picking himself & the scroll up off the ground. Taking a detour through the burnt-out shell of the old warehouse next to the hospital, the Doctor moved quickly around the rubble to the side entrance. Popping the door out, he remember to close it behind him before undoing the several front buttons on his tweed jacket. "I'm glad I remembered to bring this, it's quite cold in here."
With a quick swuffling & swiffling of his pants, he jogged to the front desk where he inquired about the latest patients. Gaining information that the Kumo-nin would be released soon from the recovery ward, he thanked the tired clerk & went on his way to the Northern Wing. Sliding down one of the staircase's banisters into the wing's main lobby, his shoes hit the cold hard tiled floor with a sort of fwapping sound, followed by a slight squeek as he turned on heels to head directly east to the directed room. Even in the blunted hallways, it wasn't difficult to hear the hospital's most prolific doctor pestering & prodding the poor Kumo-soul. Poking his head around the door frame, the Doctor knocked on it twice.
"Knock knock," he smiled, stepping just into the room itself, keeping the scroll within his pocket. "The front desk has told me that someone here has recovered, & won't be needing my special healing salves." Fiddling with a button on his coat, he wasn't really great at farewells. "I know this may have been a damper on your stay here, but I'd like to extend my hand for another time." Mispulling the scroll out of his pocket, it tumbled to the tiled floor below after juggling through several missed grabs. Sliding a foot beneath it, the Doctor flipped it back up safely into a hand. "It was especially good that our recent bandit problem didn't rear its ugly head while you were here." Indicating the scroll that Sypher had dropped off earlier, the Doctor fidgeted even more. "I'm not so great at this, but I'm sure that the Raikage would like this back, seeing as how they had it carried all the way here, personally.... signed of course."
Chakra Creation at it’s finest
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 5:27 am
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In a flash of wind, Ganchou was back in the room, kneeling before the nin's bed. Noticing the Doctor here, he turned, got up and bowed once before reporting. "I've thoroughly investigated the Tea Shop, my lord. None of the stock of poison was used, but I think I know how they were poisoned. There was a brief period of time where the drinks were left unattended on the counter, while the staff left to deal with a small crisis. Anyone could have tampered with them then. Whoever it was, was fast, inconspicuous, and dangerous. That is all." He reported, before vanishing in another swirl of wind.
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 4:41 pm
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水 Arya Oni 水
[Genin]妻[Sunagakure]妻[Oni Clan]
❝Was that a challenge?❞
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Arya entered the hospital, heading to the directory to be...directed. For a while, she roamed the halls, until finding the room that Sypher, Dai, and company were in. She knocked politely and waited a moment before entering the room. "Hello there! I'm Arya Oni! Is anyone missing a bag perhaps?" She was clearly a genin, the headband of Suna clearly displayed upon her. Arya was a short girl, and rather skinny. She had long hair, and a rather cherubic face. What stood out the most about her, was the horns adorned on her head. They were large and curled, much like an elder of the Oni clan. She also carried a gourd, which was usually full of sake. At the moment, it was nigh on empty. "Kazekage-sempai asked me to come and help ya guys out whenever you needed it." She was polite, and clearly an upbeat person.
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 4:45 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 4:48 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 4:49 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 5:25 pm
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水 Arya Oni 水
[Genin]妻[Sunagakure]妻[Oni Clan]
❝Was that a challenge?❞
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Arya placed the bag upon a table, and stepped back. "Ara? Well, I suppose I should hang around and what not...Make sure nothing happens." She didn't want to seem like she was deadly, because honestly, she wasn't. "Alright, how about we play a game? I'll give you a riddle, and if ya get it right, I'll leave. If not, I stay?" Arya loved games, and had a wonderful idea to start with. Her hand reached to her sake, uncorked it, and took a sip.
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