Yoshimitsu left the meeting with Ayumu with much on his mind. While the impending Frost Giant problem was clearly on the horizon (for Yoshimitsu) he could not help but focus on another matter entirely. The death of Hayata Shin still wracked his brain. Things didn't add up, there were questions he wanted answers to. How did they get in? Hoshikata was exiled from the village barred from coming back. so who let him in? Was Haruka or that medical shinobi being hunted down? Was the Shima clan being investigated like the Masaru when Yuuto fucked up? A brief sigh would escape his lips, he was focusing on all the wrong things.
Currently he was heading into the Medical facility to find a competent medical shinobi who would love to an autopsy. Part of Yoshimitsu's plan for establishing trust with the village and the Masaru Clan was to give them more inside information of what the Masaru were like. Too long have they sat by not doing enough but being there when need be. It was time the Clan became proactive in the matters of others and things would only become better if they took that extra step forward. The village of Kumogakure was their home and regardless of their ancestry as monster hunters they still needed to protect their home like any other shinobi. Beign a Ninja was just another title for being a protector in the service of the village. While not as extreme as his cousin Yoshimitsu did have the ideal that it was the Masaru's sworn duty to protect their home. Informing the clan of the incoming creatures was a proper move.
Upon entering the Hospital it was slightly packed. This would make sense for the time being in the afternoon. Citizens were here for check-ups and sought as much as help as they needed. Yoshimitsu would head for the receptionist who was barely paying attention. He was a dull guy, who just sat there reading a graphic novel not paying attention to those around him. Yoshi would call out disturbing his read, "Excuse me, I'm a main branch Jounin and I need-; Before he could finish he was rudely cut off.
"Fill out the entry form like everyone else" the medical receptionist rang.
"I don't need a medical examination I just need a med-"
"Don't really care what you need, there is a long line of patients shinobi and citizen alike, you're not special just because of your rank bro" , he'd say with a smirk and snarky tone.
"Is this some kind of power trip? Look I need to see a Medical Shinobi with something important, I don't have time for your ego."
"What's that I hear? The sound of papers not being filled out? Look buddy I don't care what you want, you-are-not-seeing-anyone-until-those-forms-are-signed end of story pretty boy." He'd slam his hands on the desk like he had just won a battle.
Yoshimitsu's eyes would sharpen as he focused on the man. "Really? We'll see about that." He would turn and leave before going any further and potentially knocking the jerk unconscious. Instead Yoshimitsu would go outside and brandish a summoning scroll. He'd activate his Byakugan, the gray eye color overpowering the natural teal color of his eyes. He refused to be bested by some pencil pusher, the war was far from over. When Yoshi got outside he'd leave the doors open setting them so that they wouldn't close. He'd then pace himself while keeping track of his distance. When he was a few tens of meters away he'd begin to unlock the scroll breaking the code. Then in a giant puff of smoke a large blue body would be summoned right in front of the hospital the feet inching close to the door.
"I don't think a dead guy can fill out your shitty forms!" He'd yell into the waiting room while people crowded around the entrance. This would surely catch someone's attention.
Currently he was heading into the Medical facility to find a competent medical shinobi who would love to an autopsy. Part of Yoshimitsu's plan for establishing trust with the village and the Masaru Clan was to give them more inside information of what the Masaru were like. Too long have they sat by not doing enough but being there when need be. It was time the Clan became proactive in the matters of others and things would only become better if they took that extra step forward. The village of Kumogakure was their home and regardless of their ancestry as monster hunters they still needed to protect their home like any other shinobi. Beign a Ninja was just another title for being a protector in the service of the village. While not as extreme as his cousin Yoshimitsu did have the ideal that it was the Masaru's sworn duty to protect their home. Informing the clan of the incoming creatures was a proper move.
Upon entering the Hospital it was slightly packed. This would make sense for the time being in the afternoon. Citizens were here for check-ups and sought as much as help as they needed. Yoshimitsu would head for the receptionist who was barely paying attention. He was a dull guy, who just sat there reading a graphic novel not paying attention to those around him. Yoshi would call out disturbing his read, "Excuse me, I'm a main branch Jounin and I need-; Before he could finish he was rudely cut off.
"Fill out the entry form like everyone else" the medical receptionist rang.
"I don't need a medical examination I just need a med-"
"Don't really care what you need, there is a long line of patients shinobi and citizen alike, you're not special just because of your rank bro" , he'd say with a smirk and snarky tone.
"Is this some kind of power trip? Look I need to see a Medical Shinobi with something important, I don't have time for your ego."
"What's that I hear? The sound of papers not being filled out? Look buddy I don't care what you want, you-are-not-seeing-anyone-until-those-forms-are-signed end of story pretty boy." He'd slam his hands on the desk like he had just won a battle.
Yoshimitsu's eyes would sharpen as he focused on the man. "Really? We'll see about that." He would turn and leave before going any further and potentially knocking the jerk unconscious. Instead Yoshimitsu would go outside and brandish a summoning scroll. He'd activate his Byakugan, the gray eye color overpowering the natural teal color of his eyes. He refused to be bested by some pencil pusher, the war was far from over. When Yoshi got outside he'd leave the doors open setting them so that they wouldn't close. He'd then pace himself while keeping track of his distance. When he was a few tens of meters away he'd begin to unlock the scroll breaking the code. Then in a giant puff of smoke a large blue body would be summoned right in front of the hospital the feet inching close to the door.
"I don't think a dead guy can fill out your shitty forms!" He'd yell into the waiting room while people crowded around the entrance. This would surely catch someone's attention.