Who's here insane? Raise your hand high!

[Kureji]

Kureji made his way into Omniprime facility, and more into the High Security Medical Facility. Back when he was a Sand ninja, or rather, even before that time, when he first awoken to having chakra, and at the time, the powers of the void walker, he was a frequent resident here. He was originally from a different hospital, because even in his condition, made him more dangerous than other insane shinobi. But he had also been admitted here a couple of times. He would walk past countless closed rooms where people were doing medical research. Much like people, this place in of itself has changed. Its purpose changed. And over the years, his own has changed many times.

Why was he here? Maybe to see if he can feel anything? He wore a bored look on his face as he passed by some people who did a double take when they seen him, but they haven't said a single thing to him. Probably because of his own chakra around him. If anyone were to gauge his chakra, they would quickly get the idea that he is a walking insane asylum. He stopped at an abandoned padded room that seemed to have avoided the repurposing of the building that it was in. Dust and cobwebs hung in the room as he walked in with his hands in his pockets.

As he walked around, he nearly tripped over something on the ground. Looking down at it, it was a straightjacket. He knelt down to examine it. Worn, with a faint trace of chakra. And he feels.... Nothing really. He set it down and turned to walk out of the padded room.

 

[Kyuji]

Sometime prior to the incident, it was a regular day in the Omni Prime Medical Facility. Being the Medical Chief of the facility and the head of the entire medical branch of the village was a large duty that I had taken seriously since I was given the opportunity many years prior. Overall, things had been going well overall aside from the occasional incident that would present itself but it was something that simply happened with time in the field; not every day was perfect or ideal and often we had to deliver the unfortunate news to someone about their loved one passing or they contracted a disease or illness. There were also the occasions where things took a surprise twist and we had to determine the best route to approach them.


It seemed today would be one of those days as someone had managed to get into the Quiet Room - also known as the padded room among other names. I would observe from outside of the room at the individual in the room looking at the stray straightjacket on the floor. At first glance, he didn't seem hostile or a cause for concern, but one could never be too cautious when a random outsider came into the Hospital especially this far into it. I would knock on the wall beside the door and look at him with a simple short response: "Can I help you?"


There were many issues with what I was seeing in front of me while I waited for a response from the individual. Why was the Quiet Room opened as it should be closed and locked at all times. Why was their a stray straightjacket inside of it as the room was to be kept cleaned when nobody was in it? How did this individual get this far into the facility in the first place without anyone stopping them or reporting it to me? Why were they here in the first place since most people did not wonder into the Hospital for the thrill of it? Where could I take this individual if they began to get hostile to prevent casualities from occurring?

 

[Kureji]

Kureji was absorbed in thinking and he almost ran into a woman! "Ah, shit, my b." He rubbed the back of his neck as she asked him a question, "I'm not looking for any cute nurses." He blurted out. Yes. Missing ninja and rockstar extraordinaire always seem to not really handle conversations with women very well. First it was that one back at the gate where he straight up told her that she was way too beautiful and thought he was in a genjutsu because of it. Now here.

Though... He probably figured he knows why she's asking him. Not every day you get someone new just walking into probably a restricted part of the hospital. He put his hands in his pockets and leaned against the wall. "Just came here to see if I could feel something." He looked up at the luminescent lights. "But I didn't. Was a waste of time coming all the way out here." It would be the truth to him. That part of his life... Being a nutcase in a straitjacket, means nothing to him. Heck, he's still a nutcase, he's only just gotten used to hiding it until he feels like letting his craziness out.
"Tell me. Have you ever had something absolutely horrific happen in your life? And when you revisited those memories at a later age or time and you felt nothing?" It was a rather, well very personal question, one in which he doesn't really expect a random person to really start pouring their heart out to him. But this was all for him to really help understanding himself. It was his time in Leaf and sparring the Hokage which taught him more about himself. This was all more to see if all the Village shinobi, in his mind, are willing to change to the world he has in mind. He had reached out to the Hokage somewhat, but only time will tell if he will change, or if any Villge ninja will change. All to undermine Akkuma, his father in his own way.

 

[Kyuji]

As I stood there and watched as the male in appearance nearly smacked into me, I had already began to assess him and the situation that was presented. He didn't immediately pose a threat from how his body presented itself to me, but he was still in an area of the Omni Prime that he should not be in - partially his fault, partially the staff as they were understaffed now as they were prior to the Tea Tournament many moons ago. I would listen as he tried to flirt like a teenager at me followed by his explanation of why he was here and a question to end it. Seemed friendly enough though the explanation was poor overall.

I would fold my arms in front of me and respond to him with a little smirk. I was not hostile towards him - quite friendly in response actually as trying to be strict and by the book would diffuse the situation even though it was pretty calm already: "Cute attempt at flirting, but I am a married woman to a beautiful wife and have kids with her. As for your question, I have many times experienced that in my life as you can tell from where I am standing right now with my outfit. There are other times that I have experienced it and become numb to it as I aged. It is an unfortunate part of life sometimes."

I would then step aside and motion to the man as I continued: "I do not mind if you visit the hospital as a guest or if you need something. However, you are in a restricted area and should have been stopped before you managed to make it this far. I will however turn a blind eye if you return to the lobby and allow me a few minutes to get a room set-up to continue our conversation if you are interested. I believe you would know the way back, correct?" Again, I was nice and cordial in my tone, but I still had many things that I wanted to know from this individual if I could extract it from them. But, I was not going to hold someone hostage if they wanted to decline my invitation and go about their day. After all, I had many other things I could be doing as a medic in the Hospital.

 

[Kureji]

Kureji would nonchalantly shrug as the woman would calmly say that she is married and has kids and all that. "Oh, ok." He figured the best way to put it to not push the subject. He accepted it, really. He knows about love, though he's never really experienced it. It's not the first time that he's been turned down and won't be the last. He's learned to shrug it off like nothing. When the time comes and he finds the perfect one will be his time. He would listen as the woman talk more about how she has had some hardships and has become numb to much that she has encountered.

She would then ask him to leave the restricted area and go to the lobby and if he wants to continue having a conversation, that he can wait there for her. That was.... Rather unexpected. Usually there's more, "How did you get here?" "What are you doing?" "Why do you have my tie and drinking my coffee?" It was kind of a breathe of fresh air to not be bombarded with questions like that.

He would make his way back to the lobby. Or rather try. He got lost a time or two as he would walk around, not really remembering the route that he took. Eventually, after about ten minutes, finally made his way into the lobby. There were a couple of people sitting around, some reading magazines, others watching the television that is mounted to the wall and some kids that are playing with some toys off in a corner. There was also a fishtank!

Kureji went up to the fishtank were there was an assortment of fish that were way too colorful to be stuck here. The audacity to be trapped in a four-sided glass prison! He seen that there was a little fish food shaker on the side so he figured, why not? They look hungry. He picked up the food shaker and, unknown to him some prankster had loosened the lid, went to lightly pour it into the fish tank only for it to pour it all in. "Ah crap...." The fish went wild with the extra food that they suddenly now have. Kureji tried his best to do his own damage control, trying to scoop up any soggy fish flake food so that they don't overeat.

 

[Kyuji]

This man was an interesting one at the very from my initial interaction with him and now seeing him in the lobby overfeeding our fish - some local raised and others imported from other parts of the world. I would have interjected myself into the situation, but he seemed to be trying to make amends and clean up the mess that was caused by his actions. I would see another staff member or two come over to try to help him out as the preparations for the room were completed. While he didn't seem like a threat, I was still being cautious since it was not my first time interacting with someone who seemed to have a few screws loose in their head and were leaning towards the edge of insanity - he could also have something else wrong with him or simply be a quirky individual in general. That evaluation would be determined after I spoke to him some more potentially.

When I was ready, I would venture out to the man and wave him over to follow me. If he decided to follow me, he would be taken to a conference room a few doors down on his right from the lobby and I would close the door after he entered. The room was smaller in nature, but it had the typical set-up like most meeting or conference rooms: a long rectangular table with desks around it, posters about culture, pens in the center of the table spread evenly for usage and a board in the front of the room for a presenter or boss to lead the conversation. For me, I would stand near the front of the room and begin our conversation to see what I could get out of him: "Let's start with introductions, shall we? I am Byakko Kyuji, the descendant of Lord Byakko of the Celestial Winds. She Who Walked Through Titans, the Blade That Ends Legends. But, you can simply call me Kyuji. And you are?"

A quick introduction that was probably more titles and accolades than what was required, but I was proud of who I was and what I accomplished in my life since moving to this village when I was younger. Some people would disagree and others would likely roll their eyes when my name was mentioned in conversation, but my actions spoke for themselves. A lot of things had changed since I originally came here and while things were different with new leaders, the population aging and my lack of appearances for quite some time due to my incident in the Red Light District, the village was still thriving and pushing forward all things considered. I hoped this man in front of me would not be one to try to jeopardize it all or I might have to take actions into my own hands - even if I was on the clock.

 

[Kureji]

He was scooping the soggy fish food out with his hands when some other ladies came by with a little fish net to scoop more out. They gave him awkward glances before the woman from earlier had motioned him to follow her. Soggy fish food in hand, he would follow her. On the way, he looked for a trash can that would be nearby and dumped it in there. After that, he smelled his hand, kinda smelled awful but fish seem to love it weirdly enough. He wiped his hand on the side of his jeans as he followed the woman into a room with a large table and an array of chairs.

She would go through many titles before finally stating her name. His eyes widened. Not because he knew the name, (he doesn't), but rather because her name was really close to sounding like his. "She who walked through titans... So did you actually like walk through them? Like just..." He made a gesture with his hands, one hand flat, the other a fist. He had his hand in a fist smash through the hand that was flat. "Like that? Also.... The blade that ends legends sounds so badass!" He exclaimed, hyping her up even though he doesn't know a thing about her.

She then asked who he is. He smiled, and possibly light would shine brilliantly off of his near perfect teeth, "I am a rock star. Leader of the Liberators that makes rock and roll music. My name is Kureji. Even sandworms love my music!"

Would it become known to Kyuji that Kureji's own name translates to mean 'crazy'? Would she be able to piece two and two together about him saying that sandworms love his music and that the people that were rushed to the hospital have said that they were doomed until music distracted some sandworms or that the new creatures Sand Manta Rays were stopped by the hands of a guitarist?

"That's kinda crazy to think that we have similar sounding names. Though we both live different lifestyles." Which he actually did think was weird. Not everyday you meet someone with a very similar sounding name as you.

 

[Kyuji]

It would not take long after I spoke for the mystery individual in the room to begin to introducing himself and also made comments about my introduction. I wondered if this way of acting was a show that he put on since he mentioned he was a "rock star" or if he was truly out there in the world - neither were necessarily a bad thing, but he was definitely different than most people that had stumbled into this facility over the years. Again however, he didn't technically violate any rules or sanctions aside from wandering into a restricted area, but he should have been stopped long before he got as far as he did. I would need to talk with staff after we finished this conversation and try to tighten security so an incident like this never occurred again. For now though, I would entertain this man for a little bit and see what I could get out of him.

Leaning against the wall in the front of the room, I would close my eyes and take a deep breath before I responded to him. My tone was friendly in my response and I would smile as I talked: "It is interesting that our names are similar, but I have never actually heard of you before nor this group called the Liberators. Why don't you tell me more about your group and where you come from since I have not seen you around in the village before?" After a brief pause, I would give him some commentary on what he asked me. "The titles given to me were from people within the village for what I have accomplished in my life since moving to this country and village eons ago. I helped the village defeat a sandworm known as Barynx awhile back and also a hybrid between a carnasaur and human. There is also the recent highlight being I won the World Martial Arts Tournament in Tea Country for Wind Country and Sunagakure."

Yes, I have done some incredible feats in my life thus far. But, I still had many lives remaining on the counter before my expiration would occur. I was not going to allow the time remaining in my life to be used for nothingness. There was still many things that I wanted to achieve for this village and myself. This was only the beginning.

 

[Kureji]

Kureji would listen to the woman speak through and through. He would lean back in a chair as she asked who exactly he is and about the Liberators. She would then give him an explanation about her own titles. He would stroke his chin as he would think of what to say. He has gotten good at lying over the years, but eventually, the truth will come out.

"I announced to rebuild my rock band, which originally its name was the Devil's Advocates. But my mates went their own ways to live their own lives and I continued down the life as a rockstar. During this last battle, before I threw a guy controlling these magnificent Sand Manta rays into the maws of a Sandworm, I had announced the change in the band name. Symbolic as a middle finger to my old man when he had betrayed my trust. Symbolic to help those in need to find their own individual freedoms, whether it be from the weight of society, from the powers of the upper echelons, or even by the lowliest of lives that seek to make others life hell just cuz their own lives are shitty."

He would say this all plainly, as if he was speaking facts. There will always be some form of corruption everywhere, he has seen it himself. Everywhere, there is someone who's freedom is lost because of the actions of others. "As for where I came from.... I came from here. I am a missing ninja of Sand." He let that bit of information sink in before he continued. "Your leader, the twelfth Kazekage, found me out shortly after I helped out with ya'lls battle. He knows all about me." Kureji had made sure to not really leave a trace of evidence behind. But not medical records and other administrative type of stuff. He figured that it would catch up to him eventually.

"I imagine that you want to kill me, yes?" By now his playful tone was gone. But his voice also didn't carry a hint of malice or danger to it, more like someone asking how their day was going. "If you do, then I'm going to have to politely decline your offer as I want my own revenge against these Twin dudes." While it wasn't really revenge, as they haven't wronged him in any way. What he had gotten out of the puppeteer about Golden Sanctuary made him want to rage, something deep inside him that he hasn't felt since the time he was betrayed by his father. "As for why I was here, it was exactly as I had told you before. I was just someone messed up in the head that they decided to make a ninja rather than work on mental health. I ain't looking for any hand outs or pity, this world ain't built for that."

He took a sigh, this shit never gets easy to deal with, "I ain't got not lofty titles like you nor any patriotism for any nation. I just look out for the little guy when nobody either notices or chooses not to."