A hard and dry breath cut through his throat. Scrapes and bruises covered his body. Soreness on his knuckles, a sensation he has known only after a fierce battle, lingered as the world around him was dark. Scattering of lights danced in the skies, streaking and glazing his line of sight as a delay of reality sat in his consciousness. A guttural urge clinched in his throat as he could feel his diaphragm tighten. Was he experiencing withdrawal symptoms? But to what?
Dropping to his knees a visceral secretion spewed forth from his mouth, tainted with blood. The smell of heavy metals and native flora lingered in the acidic fumes. Wiping his mouth his eyes would go wide as his hand was adorned with.cracked black gauntlets he did not recognize. Looking around he found himself in the desert once again. He wasn't here before...
Clinching his temples memories flooded into his mind.
~~
It was early morning. The taste of honey almond and jasmine tea dancing as a shadow across his tongue as his cup now sat empty. The smell of recently released pollen from the nearby lilies filled the office, which was a welcomed contrast to the scent of stale coffee that normally lingered in his stacks of paperwork. Murmured speech slinking into his mind from the connection of the Inner Circle discussing the clan's progress in the Omni Prime Medical Facility without the need to draw the Overseer's attention.
He was working on approving the applications submitted by the various sensei in the academy for students who were wishing to join Genin squads. Shin was looking over the proposed teams, and while the. Chikamatsu didn't know all of the students he would look at the teams in terms of their skill evaluations. Ninjutsu, Genjustu, Taijutsu, Kenjutsu, Shuriken Jutsu, Medical Jutsu, Sensory, Stealth, and general academic knowledge. He wanted to ensure that these teams were balanced. If a student had lacking in one area, the other two assigned to the squad must at least score at average levels.
The strange scent of metals wafted into the air. His eyes went hazy within moments. His hands gaining weight as the world went dark.
"Koha... na... "
~~
Shin began to realize he was poisoned, drugged perhaps, but who would have the knowledge to pull this over on him? He began to assess his body, he tried channeling Medical Ninjutusu through his hands but his chakra was bound. This was not only a poison, but it felt as though it was traced with chakra.
His eyes grew wide. A Kado Seed poison. His heart began to race. Did someone in his clan do this? But why? The Chikamatsu Clan were healers and protectors, but only they would know the limitations of his body's natural poison resistances and how to overcome them. Was he betrayed?
His eyes would begin to go dark again. His body would begin to ache. Tears would form in his eyes. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't feel his connection to the Inner Circle.
He reached back and touched the seal that was placed on his neck when he was a child that cemented him as the Clan's Overseer.
Tears fell down his cheeks.
It was gone.
[MFT: 533]
Dropping to his knees a visceral secretion spewed forth from his mouth, tainted with blood. The smell of heavy metals and native flora lingered in the acidic fumes. Wiping his mouth his eyes would go wide as his hand was adorned with.cracked black gauntlets he did not recognize. Looking around he found himself in the desert once again. He wasn't here before...
Clinching his temples memories flooded into his mind.
~~
It was early morning. The taste of honey almond and jasmine tea dancing as a shadow across his tongue as his cup now sat empty. The smell of recently released pollen from the nearby lilies filled the office, which was a welcomed contrast to the scent of stale coffee that normally lingered in his stacks of paperwork. Murmured speech slinking into his mind from the connection of the Inner Circle discussing the clan's progress in the Omni Prime Medical Facility without the need to draw the Overseer's attention.
He was working on approving the applications submitted by the various sensei in the academy for students who were wishing to join Genin squads. Shin was looking over the proposed teams, and while the. Chikamatsu didn't know all of the students he would look at the teams in terms of their skill evaluations. Ninjutsu, Genjustu, Taijutsu, Kenjutsu, Shuriken Jutsu, Medical Jutsu, Sensory, Stealth, and general academic knowledge. He wanted to ensure that these teams were balanced. If a student had lacking in one area, the other two assigned to the squad must at least score at average levels.
The strange scent of metals wafted into the air. His eyes went hazy within moments. His hands gaining weight as the world went dark.
"Koha... na... "
~~
Shin began to realize he was poisoned, drugged perhaps, but who would have the knowledge to pull this over on him? He began to assess his body, he tried channeling Medical Ninjutusu through his hands but his chakra was bound. This was not only a poison, but it felt as though it was traced with chakra.
His eyes grew wide. A Kado Seed poison. His heart began to race. Did someone in his clan do this? But why? The Chikamatsu Clan were healers and protectors, but only they would know the limitations of his body's natural poison resistances and how to overcome them. Was he betrayed?
His eyes would begin to go dark again. His body would begin to ache. Tears would form in his eyes. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't feel his connection to the Inner Circle.
He reached back and touched the seal that was placed on his neck when he was a child that cemented him as the Clan's Overseer.
Tears fell down his cheeks.
It was gone.
[MFT: 533]