1 A Quick Visit [Private/No Kill] Wed Dec 07, 2016 11:17 pm
Misaki
D-rank
Misaki would offer to help Nakazo reach the hospital. If Nakazo accepted, Misaki would carry him on his back. A piggyback ride would be the least he could do for the other boy. He really did feel bad about causing him any harm. It was to be expected, of course. A spar almost always led to some form of injury - minor or otherwise. Yet, Misaki had a heart of glass, so to speak, when it came to such things. He was a sensitive soul, for better or worse. For that reason, he would insist of helping Nakazo, even if his new acquaintance claimed he could get to the hospital on his own. If Nakazo still insisted on walking on his own, Misaki would walk slowly so as to not get too ahead of the boy, who would likely be limping.
Misaki rarely ever went to the hospital. He hadn't been on any missions that could be considered dangerous. He was usually assigned to more menial tasks - guard duty, secretary work, message delivery and the like. For that reason, he didn't suffer very many injuries outside of sparring. Even then, they hardly ever merited a trip to the hospital. That didn't mean he didn't know where it was located. Sure, he had only lived in Sunagakure for the past year, after a somewhat long absence, but he knew the village well enough. The ER was located through a side entrance and at the moment, it was relatively empty. On most days, the hospital was quite busy, though that didn't stop it from running efficiently. It was part of the benefits of living in a shinobi village. There were always more than enough doctors and they treated wounds with expert precision.
If Misaki was carrying Nakazo, he would kneel on the floor so that the boy could get down easily. " You should take a seat. I'll check you in, it shouldn't be too long," he would say regardless, before proceeding to the reception.
The nurse behind the counter lifted her gaze briefly. She tried to show a friendly smile, but her boredom leaked through nonetheless. "How can I help you?" She asked.
Misaki would turn to look at Nakazo briefly. "My, uh, friend-" he knew that the word was a stretch, seeing as they had only met a few hours ago, but chose to use it anyways. "He has a few minor injuries, but I think he might need stitches," he explained. He knew next to nothing about medicine, but figured that the injuries he had inflicted on the other boy were wide and deep enough to merit a visit here.
The nurse nodded. "A doctor will be with you in just a moment," she would say.
Misaki nodded. If Nakazo had gone to sit in the waiting room, he would take the seat next to the boy. He fidgeted uneasily. It was a habit, something he did without even noticing.
Misaki rarely ever went to the hospital. He hadn't been on any missions that could be considered dangerous. He was usually assigned to more menial tasks - guard duty, secretary work, message delivery and the like. For that reason, he didn't suffer very many injuries outside of sparring. Even then, they hardly ever merited a trip to the hospital. That didn't mean he didn't know where it was located. Sure, he had only lived in Sunagakure for the past year, after a somewhat long absence, but he knew the village well enough. The ER was located through a side entrance and at the moment, it was relatively empty. On most days, the hospital was quite busy, though that didn't stop it from running efficiently. It was part of the benefits of living in a shinobi village. There were always more than enough doctors and they treated wounds with expert precision.
If Misaki was carrying Nakazo, he would kneel on the floor so that the boy could get down easily. " You should take a seat. I'll check you in, it shouldn't be too long," he would say regardless, before proceeding to the reception.
The nurse behind the counter lifted her gaze briefly. She tried to show a friendly smile, but her boredom leaked through nonetheless. "How can I help you?" She asked.
Misaki would turn to look at Nakazo briefly. "My, uh, friend-" he knew that the word was a stretch, seeing as they had only met a few hours ago, but chose to use it anyways. "He has a few minor injuries, but I think he might need stitches," he explained. He knew next to nothing about medicine, but figured that the injuries he had inflicted on the other boy were wide and deep enough to merit a visit here.
The nurse nodded. "A doctor will be with you in just a moment," she would say.
Misaki nodded. If Nakazo had gone to sit in the waiting room, he would take the seat next to the boy. He fidgeted uneasily. It was a habit, something he did without even noticing.
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