Home! (Requesting Entry)

[Uragaeshi Riyoji]

After a long walk through a desert, the mountains, and whatever else Ri went through but couldn't remember, he was finally home. It was certainly interesting, he almost died from heat stroke, dehydration, savages in the desert, and a mad scientist. All of these things that he would never expect in a desert, aside from dehydration and heat stroke. It seemed the only upside to the whole trip was getting to see the ocean for the first time, not that it was too exciting. It was basically just a big lake, but it was.. There, for sure. Kumo's gates were just as crowded as they always were, people coming and going out of the village to do whatever it was they had to do.

The shinobi approached the gate with his forehead protector clearly visible on his arm, and had his passport ready to be shown in case it was required to get back in. He would approach where the guards normally stood watch and wait for whoever came to check him back into the village so that he could do what he needed to then get on with his life. When a guard approached, he would greet them and hold out his passport, if it turned out he didn't need this, he would simply put it into a pouch on his side and get ready to travel back to his home.​

 

[Tanuki Rinko]

Mochizuki Kiki & Koko​

Two young women stood at the gates, their gazes sharp, but their smiles bright. The Mochizukis were often recruited for guard duty, as their base camp was nearby. However, few of them minded, as it gave them the chance to promote their troupe. They waved at a burly merchant as he passed by, and he returned the gesture. "Can't wait to see you at our shows!" Their eyes honed in on Rirakkusu, who looked rather worn from his journey. They slid in, and each wrapped an arm around his shoulder, sandwiching him between them. "Howdy partner! Passport paleeeeeeease!" He showed them his paperwork, and they cocked an eyebrow. "What the?" "This looks weird. Doesn't it Kiki?" "Yeah, definitely Koko." They looked at each other, then the passport, then to Ri. "This is a very vague passport. What were you even out doing? This isn't a mission passport, and those under Chuunin rank require escorts." They hopped away from Ri and huddled together, obviously debating how to handle the situation. Their whispering was just out of the Genin's range of hearing, but he caught one thing as he saw Kiki place a hand to her ear. "We've got a Code 64. Requesting medical assistance." Finally they finished their huddle and grabbed Ri by his arm. "Well, looks like it's the blue chair for you! Sei-san will be a little upset she can't be the one to do it, but that's what she gets for skipping guard duty today!" They dragged him into a back room and whipped the lad into a blue chair, which had old blood stains on it. A team of ANBU and medics appeared, one of them snapping a rubber glove over his hand. "I'm sure you'll be aaaaaall clear once they do the exam." They smirked evilly before slamming the door shut behind them.

[Entrance granted upon receiving your probing]

 

[Uragaeshi Riyoji]

The sight of two attractive gate guards coming to see him was certainly appreciated, they both got in close to him and asked for his paperwork. He happily showed them, but there was apparently problem, and now there was a code 64... It wasn't that Ri knew what code 64 was, but the fact that any kind of "code" in the shinobi world that now worried him. So when the two dragged him off to a room with a bloodstained chair in it, he knew he wouldn't have a relaxing return home. The doctor that would be examining him walked into the room, and Ri immediately regretted coming back at the time he had. It had to be the timing, everything lately had been about timing, which always lead to some doctor doing something to him. All he could do now was hope that he wouldn't have another demon worm stuffed inside of him for an experiment.

About an hour passed before they finally let the poor boy go. It was so bad that he walked out of the room with a limp, and that limp stayed with him for a good four hours after the probing. Even though he didn't know exactly what the problem was, he would make damn sure not to do it ever again, never wanted to experience something as horrifying as that twice. So off he went, limping his way into the village so he could see the Raikage (maybe) and deliver the messages. Maybe all of these doctors doing bad things to him would eventually leave him with mental problems?

{MFT}
(Probing Complete, Topic Left)​