Deep within the earth, a party was happening; a party that was only something that a person from Kirigakure could throw. It was a hotspring party! The party was a special one. It was a party for the medics, and for the hospital. II Hissori the new Co-sennin had organized the two-day party. Hissori had rented out the majority of the Pure Springs resort for his coworkers, and bought premium passes for his employee’s. In one of the private rooms he had rented out he had local Inner Marushi restaurateurs catering his event. It seemed that Hissori was doing everything he could to make sure this was going to be a great bash to honor the men and women who saved lives.
Out in the private hot springs, the medical sennin was relaxing. All the stresses of the months of non stop work now that he was sennin certainly had drained him, and now he had at least a twelve hour period to relax, and he was going to take it. In this large private hot spring, Hissori was walking around in a rather exotic tropical pattern swimming shorts. His tan topless body showed the rather lack of scars that accompanied most shinobi’s. In fact there were two marks on his body that were visble on the strawberry blond man. One was the long surgical scar on his left ankle and foot, and the second were the tops of his dog paw tatoo’s that just poked out over the sag in his swim shorts. Of course, what would Hissori be without his companions?
The large white wolf known as Buru was sleeping on a rock as if he was sunning himself. His fur seemed damp, but the dog seemed relaxed. Kinji on the other hand was sitting stoically by the large door watching, and waiting as if he was some bodyguard for the emerald-eyed sennin.
Hissori knew that the first shift of workers were just starting to get off, so he wondered how many people planned to show up idmediately, who would join him at this day of honoring them? He probably should go out to greet them.
Putting on a white robe, with blue outlines, Hissori tied it around his waist starting to walk the halls to see if he would really recognize people from the hospital, or were there already people crashing the party?
Out in the private hot springs, the medical sennin was relaxing. All the stresses of the months of non stop work now that he was sennin certainly had drained him, and now he had at least a twelve hour period to relax, and he was going to take it. In this large private hot spring, Hissori was walking around in a rather exotic tropical pattern swimming shorts. His tan topless body showed the rather lack of scars that accompanied most shinobi’s. In fact there were two marks on his body that were visble on the strawberry blond man. One was the long surgical scar on his left ankle and foot, and the second were the tops of his dog paw tatoo’s that just poked out over the sag in his swim shorts. Of course, what would Hissori be without his companions?
The large white wolf known as Buru was sleeping on a rock as if he was sunning himself. His fur seemed damp, but the dog seemed relaxed. Kinji on the other hand was sitting stoically by the large door watching, and waiting as if he was some bodyguard for the emerald-eyed sennin.
Hissori knew that the first shift of workers were just starting to get off, so he wondered how many people planned to show up idmediately, who would join him at this day of honoring them? He probably should go out to greet them.
Putting on a white robe, with blue outlines, Hissori tied it around his waist starting to walk the halls to see if he would really recognize people from the hospital, or were there already people crashing the party?
