
Tomo entered the hospital, his dazed expression and hunched posture making him look like the undead. He approached the nearest reception desk and rested his elbows on the counter. The male receptionist gave him an odd look, but Tomo was too out of it to notice. Placing his throbbing forehead in his hands, Tomo spoke. "Something...Kinjutsu?" The Genin's brain was too preoccupied keeping his body standing to actually form a full sentence. The receptionist seemed to catch the gist, and handed Tomo a document. "Please fill this form out." Tomo took the paper and nodded, mumbling his gratitude as he plopped onto a nearby white couch. His body sunk into the furniture as he placed the paper on the end table in front of him. "I never thought a hospital couch could feel so gooooooooood." Tomo let himself relax, a bit of his energy returning to him. He pulled out his small ink brush and ink well. A brief thought crossed his mind as he did so. "Wait...where's my weapon?" Sorry Tomo-boy. You didn't have it on you when our bodies fused, so it got left behind. Tomo grumbled in response, but dropped the topic.

Looking at the form before him, Tomo began to fill it out, reading everything out loud. "Alright...let's see. Name? Mochizuki Tomo. Date of Birth? 08/31/.........crap...what year? I don't even remember...whatever, skip that part. Um...sex...male...though appaaaaarently that wasn't obvious enough for the dimwitted people who made my passport. Ugh. Anyway. Bloodline....bloodline? As in...one of those special ones like Uchiha? So...what, am I just supposed to put none?" Wait Tomo-boy! Shouldn't you include my information too? We dooooo share this body now. "I'm not adding your stupid information Haruki. It's my body, you're just an unwanted house guest." By now, some of the nearby patients had noticed Tomo's unnatural behavior and were keeping their distance. The workers eyed him with concern.
"Argh, we'll skip that question for now too. Let's see...common name of Kinjutsu obtained..." Tomo stared at the page, as if he hoped the answer would pop onto it without his help. Write down the answer Tomo-boy. "Don't you think I would have done that already if I knew what it was?!" Tomo slammed his hands on the end table, though it caused more harm to him than he did to it. With his frustration already at its peak, and his will reaching its breaking point, Tomo's chakra was becoming a bit unstable. His body lightly sparked with electricity as he breathed heavily through his teeth. "Dammit, I just want to sleep and bathe, is that too much to ask?" Tomo's head fell back, resting on the top of the couch backing. His hand met his face and rubbed his eyes for a moment before pushing his bangs up. "Do you think if I just pass out here, they'll cart me away to the loony bin? Then maybe I could get some rest and relaxation. Do loony bin's have baths? I hope they do, I need one, I swear I smell like ash." I will have you know that my ashes had the sweet aroma of potpourri. "They were in a rotting tomb for Raiden only knows how long. I doubt they smelled like anything other than musty carcasses. Ugh, will you just shut up for a moment so I can think?" Tomo stayed sprawled on the couch as his eyes began to droop. "Maybe...I can catch...a few winks....."
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[*Note: Despite the voice in his head, Tomo is a Chimera]
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