What drives one to seek power? For self defense? To test their own mettle? To protect what one thinks is true? The answer lied in the emotions of the beholder. Seeking power to protect one's beliefs drove many to the edge of insanity. Others… got them a whole new outlook on life, literally.
In a brown suitcase a jar was sealed tightly away inside it. It rested carefully on its side to make sure the objects inside did not break or damage during delivery. Within a firm grasp of her hand Mirō squeezed the handle at the thought of the future ahead of her. The walk to the hospital was a long one and even longer because Mirō had never been there. With no interest in the medical profession aside from basic first aid she left that branch to the know-it-alls. “You just don’t like hospitals.” Naibu chimed into her head. “I don’t like the smell. It smells too clean.” Lying to herself a frown formed in disgust. Naibu had keen senses, easily reading Mirō's inner emotions. Footsteps stopped right at the doorway to the hospital. "Bleh! Yeah this is it... and I'm not even inside yet..." The awful scent messed with her nose. Combing over the idea to wear her Anbu Mask within the facility.
An unpleasant shiver ran down her spine. “This place used to be an old asylum. I’ve had my fair share of exorcisms already…” Gold hues looked around the massive insides of the hospital. Gazing at the bustle of doctors and patients moving up and down the halls. Turning to her right a small service desk with a nurse could be found. With no one in line Mirō walked right up to her. “H-hello. I’m Mirō Kagami. I’ve been told by the Raikage to meet her here for a procedure. Can you contact her?” With a friendly smile the nurse nodded, relaying her message through a phone in hopes to call the Raikage.
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In a brown suitcase a jar was sealed tightly away inside it. It rested carefully on its side to make sure the objects inside did not break or damage during delivery. Within a firm grasp of her hand Mirō squeezed the handle at the thought of the future ahead of her. The walk to the hospital was a long one and even longer because Mirō had never been there. With no interest in the medical profession aside from basic first aid she left that branch to the know-it-alls. “You just don’t like hospitals.” Naibu chimed into her head. “I don’t like the smell. It smells too clean.” Lying to herself a frown formed in disgust. Naibu had keen senses, easily reading Mirō's inner emotions. Footsteps stopped right at the doorway to the hospital. "Bleh! Yeah this is it... and I'm not even inside yet..." The awful scent messed with her nose. Combing over the idea to wear her Anbu Mask within the facility.
An unpleasant shiver ran down her spine. “This place used to be an old asylum. I’ve had my fair share of exorcisms already…” Gold hues looked around the massive insides of the hospital. Gazing at the bustle of doctors and patients moving up and down the halls. Turning to her right a small service desk with a nurse could be found. With no one in line Mirō walked right up to her. “H-hello. I’m Mirō Kagami. I’ve been told by the Raikage to meet her here for a procedure. Can you contact her?” With a friendly smile the nurse nodded, relaying her message through a phone in hopes to call the Raikage.
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