Not Quite Dead Yet [Requesting Entrance]

[Tanuki Rinko]

Tomo lightly clenched his stomach as butterflies fluttered within. Before returning to Kumogakure, Tama and Tomo had stopped by a small town. There, they learned of their six year absence, which prompted Tama to run off in search of her 'Darling Shiri-tan' as she put it. So Tomo was making his nerve-wracking trek back to the village alone. Well...almost alone.

Off to the land of Cloud in the sky.
Where fish walk on land and lizards can fly.

Tomo's eye twitched in annoyance as Haruki continued to sing nonsensical songs about Kumogakure. "Everything about that song is ridiculous and false. Would you just zip your lip before I break your hip? ...ARGH!" Tomo growled in frustration as he realized that Haruki's rhyming was contagious. Oooohoohoo! Good one Tomo-boy! My turn, my turn! Ahem. The gumo in Kumo will lead you to your doom...o... Tomo smacked his forehead. His palm slid down his face as he grumbled. "This hike back to the village canNOT end soon enough." Tomo forced himself to pick up his pace.

After another half an hour of endless rhymes, Tomo could see the Kumogakure gate. He made a mad dash for the entrance, wanting nothing more than to bathe and sleep. Upon reaching the gateway, Tomo realized that his paperwork would surely be outdated. The duel-haired man couldn't help but act apprehensive as he showed his archaic papers. He prayed that whoever was at the gate would recognize his usual greeting. "Mochizuki Tomo, manager-in-training and rising idol of the Mochizuki Troupe. Um...I'm not quite dead yet."

[Requesting Entrance]
[WC: 259]

 

[Takaki Saeko]

Glory to Arstozka!​

Uchiha Sei, la comptesse of the Deathwatch, looked at Mochizuki Tomo's passport, then at the deliciously attractive man claiming to be Mochizuki Tomo, and then back at Mochizuki Tomo's passport again. Merde, zey've killed poor mademoiselle Tomo and sent some idiot in her place. Do zey not even bother to read ze gender on la passeporte? Or change ze picture?

Sei smiled broadly at the boy trying to gain entry and fiddled a bit with the top buttons of her blouse. Spy though this interloper might be, he was too damned pretty for a hanging, although that's what he'd get. She wondered if he'd seduced poor Tomo before killing her.

"Oui, eh, Mademoiselle Mochizuki... Some of zese stamps on votre passporte are hard to read. Do you mind taking a seat over zere, in ze blue chair, while we sort zis out?"

Sei pointed gaily toward a faded blue steel chair nearby. Besides the old bloodstains, the chair was like any other chair. Okay, that and the chain manacles attached to the arms and legs, and two very surly-looking ANBU heavies standing next to it with heavy autobolters trained on Tomo's face. Sei exited the booth and rang up the proper authorities, including yet more ANBU backup, a company of Main Branch to seal the exits, and a platoon of mednin of the Dissection units.

Over the next few hours, they poked, prodded, and probed poor Tomo in every possible crevice. Finally, after it was determined that Mochizuki Tomo had been 1) Born male with the appropriate male accessories 2) Had actually been mistaken for a girl all along for most of his life despite said male accessories and 3) Hadn't actually been killed and impersonated by some pretty piece-of-shit-missing-nin, he was finally let free from the blue chair and told very sternly to go get probed some more at the hospital. No, they would not discount the 10,000 yen copay. Yes, he'd have to register his Kinjutsu for another fee. No, Rocks weren't Free.

[Entry grudgingly granted. You must register your Kin at some point.]

 

[Tanuki Rinko]

Tomo smiled as Sei looked over his paperwork. Sei-san will surely remember me...right? The questioning thought came about when the woman gave a much too large smile. Tomo was asked to take a seat in a nearby blue chair...with blood stains. The genin took a step back, holding up his hands in protest. "Ah, n-no...that's quite alri..." He then noticed the large ANBU with their sights, and autobolters, upon him. He rushed to take the seat before his head was shot off, cringing as his rump met its destination. Before long, even more people were called in, and a deep pit formed in Tomo's stomach. "...This isn't going to be pretty...is it..." No one responded as they latched the restraints.

And thus Tomo's body was violated in a way he never thought possible. "HEY! OUCH! Wait...where are you going to put that??? Nooonoooonoooothatdoesnotbelongthere... M-madam! Watch your hands!!! Hey, are you taking something out?! OH DEAR RAIDEN PLEASE TELL ME YOU ARE GOING TO PUT THAT BACK!!! Mfph!!!" A gag was promptly shoved in Tomo's mouth, muffling his protests. Hours passed, and finally the young man was released from the chair. He fell to the ground, his body aching in places he never knew existed. However, his torture wasn't over, as he was ordered to visit the Aesculapium for more examinations due to his Kinjutsu. "K-kinjutsu?" Tomo didn't quite understand, and the now raging headache he possessed was blocking any brainwaves from processing further information. Lifting himself up, Tomo began to slowly drag himself to the hospital as he was instructed. The spectral voice in his head seemed even louder than usual. Oooohoohoo! Is this always how you are welcomed into your village? Is it customary? Tomo pressed his palm to his throbbing temple. "Dear Raiden I hope not."

[Village Entered, Off to the Aesculapium]