Build It And They Will Come [Mission - Private]

[Midori Majo]

‘So.. So blurry.’

Midori’s vision was blurring, and if he had the wits to speak he was sure his speech would be slurred as well. With each deliberate step he struggled to maintain consciousness. The blood loss so far was extensive. Yes, he had for all intensive purposes left a red carpet upon his entrance. As he grew closer and closer to help he felt his strength waning. Midori’s body shuddered in protest, but fear and confusion pushed him further. The Omni Prime Medical Facility was in view, and he knew he would be safe soon. The cobble stone underneath was slippery. Maybe he himself was slippery? He couldn’t tell, but the pain eminating from his groin was gone.

‘That’s not a good sign..’

They say pain reminds you that your still alive – surely he was too young to die? As he walked through the gates and into the Omni Prime, he stopped and stared in concentration at the signs infront of him. Perhaps by some blessing of the Gods he could make out the word “Hospital”. Turning, he stumbled off in the direction as per the signs instructions.

Midori wouldn’t make it however. Collapsing in a puddle of his own blood and urine, he prayed help would find him in time.

[Private Mission with Kumomi]

 

[Chikamatsu Shin]

((Medical Examination mission as posted: http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?f=731&t=47986))

Kumomi was doing rounds in the hospital, as per usual being a Mednin, but today felt different. As the girl would make her rounds she would discover that one of her students had actually stumbled into the hospital, but he appeared to be unwell. Kumomi would dart over to the boy as two of her insect clones would appear but running in the opposite direction. As kumomi would approach the boy she would slide on her knees before landing by his side. Mosquitoes and Beetles already began to swarm the boy as kumomi wove the handseals for the coagulation jutsu. As she placed her hands over the body of the fainted boy she would emit red energy pulsating slowing down the flow of blood. Her mosquitos would create a pulsating slug that would land on the boy's shoulder emitting restorative chakra that could keep him alive for much longer. As she did this her beetles would create a specially designed algorithm in pattern before creating a green tent like area around the two. This area was uniquely made to amplify any medicinal jutsus that were casted below it.

Looking over her shoulder, Kumomi would see her two clones rushing towards her with a stretcher. Shifting her position and connecting Chakra Strings to the boy she would lift him up and onto the stretcher before escorting him to the nearest emergency room. She once again lifted him and placed him onto the medical bed as her clones would begin to implement the basics of medical treatment such as IVs and taking vitals. Midori Majo, that was his name, and he was running low on blood. Without saying a word one of her clones would dart out of the room and retrieve a transfusion for the boy. All this time Kumomi maintained her coagulation jutsu and the blood was almost completely congealed at this point. She would begin to do a diagnosis of the situation. Carefully removing the boy's clothes where the blood was coming from she would be shocked. No wonder this kid would be bleeding this much. It was... umm... well....

Kumomi would have to take a step back as her face began to turn red. She was never really going to be prepared for something like this. This boy, would remain a boy unless she was able to help him reclaim his manhood. Nervously she began to think what she could do. If he had brought "IT" with him she could reattach it, of if there was a way to transplant. Her mind kept wondering until it hit her that he was dying and needed immediate attention. For other amputees her natural response would be that of a prosthetic and she had no other ideas. She would do it, for him. Raising a hand should would begin to collect varying parts of her different micro-puppets to begin to create somehting that she had never before.

Her eyes were tightly shut as she tried to visualize what she could do to make it as realistic as possible. She stepped towards the boy and pressed her hands forwards towards the wound starting the process to reattach the... umm... problem. As she did this a clone came back into the room and wired the boy up with his blood transfusion. Kumomi had created the prosthetic and she opened her eyes as she was using her chakra string to connect the nerve endings and chakra system to the prosthetic. She didn't exactly see what she had made but she knew it was close to what it was supposed to be, she thought at least. She would create spires and spirals and gears of chakra within the prosthetic rerouting the body's natural functions to and through the metallic and wooden piece. The emergency procedure was almost done. She would take a deep breath before opening her eyes.

FUCK!

It looked like a sandworm... Like the beasts of lore. Kumomi would look around and she was grateful that no one else was around before she began to bandage up the surgery. Even the boy wouldn't know until much later. As the mednin would finish up the bandaging the young boy would be able to start to gain consciousness. Without realizing it hours had probably gone by during the surgery but nevertheless she was their for her patient. She had a can of her favourite energy drink to help her restore her chakra after the surgery but she awaited for the boy to awaken so she could talk to him about everything.

[WC:756]

 

[Midori Majo]

Midori woke, groggy as heck but alive. Much to his amazement and relief it seemed that he was not destined to path through the veil today. A small tug in his left arm caught his attention. Slowly Midori pulled himself up and examined his arm.

‘A doctors line.. I made it!’

Glancing around the room his eyes locked onto a familiar face. His concern replaced with joy, he spoke.

“Sensei! Oh how I’m glad to see you! I had thought for sure I was about to pass on!” He explained

Shuffling around in his pockets he searched for his coin purse, surely his life was in debt to Kumomi but a little yen to show his appreciation was a start. A rustling bellow his sheets stopped him cold. It seemed something thick and coil-esk in manner was sharing his gurney. Afraid to investigate, but still ever curious Midori put his tipping expedition on hold. He glanced back to Kumomi, back to the still writhing sheets, and back again. His eyes widened and he spoke.

“Erm.. what?” He choked out

Slowly and with all the care of a bomb squad he slowly lifted the sheets and took a peek. At first Midori was confused, and then elated. It seemed upon first investigation that he had acquired a new pet. A new friend. A familiar?

"I'm going to call you Yogi." He deemed

Petting the worm shaped construct he ran his hands down its considerable length, slowly and with awe he gave it his best effort to tame the beast – then abruptly stopped when he realized where it ended. Connected if you will. Slamming the sheets back down Midori turned bright red. His embarrassment was paramount, and he looked at Kumomi for explanation. Averting his eyes in embarrassment he wiped his face. Sweat had begun to form on his lips and he could almost remember the events leading up to his desperate march to the hospital.

‘Yes, because wiping your face is going to explain this..’ He chuckled to himself

Ah the internal monologue, ever so blunt and unhelpful. Clearing his throat loudly, Midori balled his fist in front of his lips as if to compress the right words to the say. How did one begin this conversation? Pausing for what felt like forever, he finally spoke.

“I see we’ve become acquainted..” He stated

Giving himself a test twitch, he watched in amazement as he appeared to wet his gurney.

 

[Midori Majo]

Midori was bored, and it was time to leave. Perhaps he would find other more paced adventures – but this one was a wrap. Composing himself Midori lifted himself up off of the bed and departed. His new prosthetic was unfortunate but he had no doubt he’d find a sufficient use for it.

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