#hinokunigen

[itachis-will-of-fire-archived]

A couple days have passed since Itachi has been in the hospital after his car accident,he was more aware today and he didn't feel like staying in bed any longer.As he sat up in bed he moved his legs to the edge of the bed pushing his body slowly and carefully so he wouldn't bring himself any pain to his sides,while pushing himself some more to the edge of the bed he looked down at the floor seeing his feet were slowly begining to reach the floor.

As he felt his bare feet touching the floor he closed his eyes with a frown the floors were cold it made him jolt a little suprised by the sudden cold he was now feeling through out his body.His legs felt weak,after all he wasn't on them for a couple days now another reason for them being that way was because of the painkillers that were in him at the moment.Itachi griped onto the bars of his hospital bed slowly moving his legs before he dared to walk anywhere.He waited a few more seconds before moving.

When he thought he was ready to move he let go of the bar.Itachi pushing himself to the closetest object he could hold his weight on,he took hold of the small dresser closest to the door where it had a few empty paper cups set on it,he leaned his back against it for a few moments in order to regain his strength back before he decided to go any further it was hard for him to breathe due to his injured ribs.

Itachi stayed there for a couple of minutes before forcing himself to the door.As he reached the wooden door he was now griping onto the metal handle,poking his head out to see if there was anyone coming in his direaction.He would hate to be caught now after making it so close to getting out of the stuffy hospital room he wanted more then anything to go see his little brother who was also in here because his little brother had optic nerve glioma.The whole reason he ended up like this was because of a car accident he wasn't driving safely due to getting a phone call saying his little brother had to go for a sudden surgery,plus the roads were not in good driving conditions.

Itachi found it a little strange that not many nurses were walking the floors to check up on the patients.("I wonder if Sasuke is still in the same room he was the last time I visited?")he thought to himself as he was now out of the room and in the hallway.Again looking both ways to see if anyone was coming.As he turned a harp pain began to grow feeling it even more harder to  breathe he leaned his back against the hallway wall slowly sliding to the floor clutching onto his right side,both sides were in pain but his right side had  the most damage it almost felt like he heard something crack as he sat down on the cold floor.

[hinokunigen]

[AU Naruto roleplaying group]

Hinokuni General Hospital specializes in a variety of fields. With a state of the art, quirky staff to provide the best care east of Kazenokuni, patients are treated to ideal recovery techniques and first class accommodations. Come join the staff!

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Application for Aburame Shino

Desired character: Shino Aburame

Status [Doctor, intern, staff, patient]: Resident (in between Doctor and Intern)

Biography:

Shino Aburame completed his internship at another hospital before being transferred for residency at Hinokunigen, although he did not feel anyone would particularly miss him beyond the desire for a toxicologist and researcher on hand.

Shino enjoyed chemistry for proving hypothesis, and the mysteries of biology which is the main reason he pursued a degree in toxicology. The effects of both aggressive poisons and medications that would have been considered miracles in the past fascinated him.

Beyond his medical expertise however, Shino felt as if there was little else people would be interested in. He simply worked in either the research lab synthesizing antidotes.

Shino therefore treated other people as he would when examining patients, with respect and uplifting attitude; believing himself as simply known as the ‘resident in the back’

Roleplaying sample [Three paragraph minimum]:

Shino was working in one of the lab like rooms of the hospital again, a closed off room with analytically equipment. It was a quiet existence with only the buzzing of machines keeping him company. 

Today he was simply determining the alcohol levels, as well identifying any drugs within a number of patients that had been involved in a collision. This was to both help the police in identifying the cause of the incident with possible prosecutions for breaking the law and to identify if there was any information that the hospital should know.

The machine soon made it obvious that multiple drugs were detected, quickly writing them down; Shino sent a message to the front desk to obligatorily inform them what had been found.

This was the boring part of his job, identifying common issues and writing reports identifying just how much of X was in subject Y. The results of which had already been discovered and a cure already produced. 

Hopefully his stay would become slightly more interesting at Hinokunigen.

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Application for Uchiha Itachi

Desired character:Itachi Uchiha

Status [Doctor, intern, staff, patient]:Patient

Medical condition [For patients only, unless specified otherwise]: multiple injures from a car accident.

Biography: Itachi had an easy life. He hadn’t done anything wrong with the law, was an A+ student when he graduated from high school and now worked for his father’s company. But things began to get worse in the family as his younger brother Sasuke had fallen ill and was now in the hospital; it was beginning to take a hard toll on the older Uchiha.

He sat in his apartment at night worried sick; their mother wasn’t taking it well. Even though their father didn’t say much or act like it bothered him Itachi knew deep down it troubled their father as well, noticing he’d been drinking a lot more then he should have been. Itachi could only try and be there for his parents as often as he could. If he wasn’t working or at a meeting he was visiting Sasuke or comforting his mother somehow.

On the evening of an important business meeting Itachi got a phone call from the hospital saying it was an emergency and that he should get there as soon as he could because it didn’t sound like Sasuke was going to make it. So, Itachi canceled during the meeting saying it was an emergency and had to leave soon as possible. When he got outside the weather was horrible- it was storming, but he didn’t care because it was Sasuke after all. As he began driving he noticed by the sound of his car wheels the roads were slippery and it was hard to see out of the windshield. He blinked a few times as he noticed head lights coming straight at him. He tried slowing down by placing his foot on the breaks. The car swung around quickly and was hit from behind, making it hit a rail. Itachi didn’t have a seat belt on so his body hit the back of the car.

Roleplaying sample [Three paragraph minimum]:

The roads were slippery as Itachi rushed to the hospital. After getting a frightening phone call from his younger brother’s doctor, he rushed quickly out of the meeting and got into his car, not thinking about the weather conditions or even putting his seat belt on. While he drove he winced a few times, trying to see what was ahead of him. It was raining so hard and he was having a hard time seeing; it wasn’t day time and that’s what made the roads even more dangerous and difficult.

As Itachi continued driving the rain only began to get worse. It was hard to see what was in front of him- all he could see now was headlights coming towards his car. He placed his hands on the steering wheel while slamming his feet on the breaks the car made a violent quick turn. The car was hit from behind, violently making him the back wind shield.

It felt like he was there for hours. He was having a hard time breathing and was in a lot of pain as he continued to lay there in the back of the car bleeding. There was complete silence, all he could hear was drops of rain hitting the outside of the car. His eyes slowly began to close until he heard a slight echo coming from under the seat. It was his cellphone. He tried reaching for it carefully but despite his efforts it was no use. He couldn’t reach it. It continued to ring continuously until it stopped and he was left there in silence, his eyes closing.

When Itachi's eyes opened next he was laying on a stretcher with nurses and a doctor around him. He could feel needles being pricked in his arm. H looked up at them, slowly raising his arm and trying to get their attention so he could ask about Sasuke. One of the nurses took his arm gently, then placed it back down, telling him to take it easy. Hours passed again and Itachi woke up, this time in a hospital room with someone sitting in a chair and reading a newspaper. By the look of the man’s shirt he knew who it was. “Father…?” He asked weakly. He doubted he could hear his voice knowing there was tubes down his throat.

[hinokunigen]

[AU Naruto roleplaying group]

Hinokuni General Hospital specializes in a variety of fields. With a state of the art, quirky staff to provide the best care east of Kazenokuni, patients are treated to ideal recovery techniques and first class accommodations. Come join the staff!

[hinokunigen]

Application for Uchiha Sasuke

Desired character: Sasuke Flippin' Uchiha

Status [Doctor, intern, staff, patient]: patient

Medical condition [For patients only, unless specified otherwise]: optic nerve glioma

Biography: 

Rash decisions, rash lifestyle. Before all of this I had been the practical spoiled rich boy, lavish life…all the clothes that could be imagined, a huge library of any kind of knowledge I could have wanted. Until the headaches increased and my sight doubled down to nonexistent. Now? Now I sit in this hospital bed day after day growing weaker and weaker.

Eye sight… what was it to look at a morning sky anymore? To see even the simplest thing. I no longer can even see my own reflection in the generic mirrors of my room. I can tell you there’s up to twenty people on this floor walking, I can tell you anything that deals with hearing. 

Hell, I can even tell you somewhere out there it seems father has left me in here to rot. That Itachi himself is striving to make it and mother… Mother is asleep in the highly uncomfortable chair next to my bed for the third night this week.

Roleplaying sample [Three paragraph minimum]:

Coffee, such a simple bitter black substance swished around in her mouth twice before swallowing. Mikoto did this every morning waiting on her prized baby to wake up. Hoping one day that Fugaku would discover the medication and enhancements that would one day allow her son to see again. She never once realized that the Uchiha was awake during her ponderings and on occasion quiet cries.

It had been a month since he was wheeled through the emergency room doors unconscious and vomit covered. Rather it was the alcohol or the tumor that night he didn't care to know. Sightless eyes opened for the first time that morning. The room was chilled with the clinical smell of detergent as he moved to sit up, running long slender fingers through ruffled jet black locks.

His eyes had begun sinking in slightly, as the days passed he began to look sicker and sicker. Bright pink hues had settled around milky gray hues as he moved to take a shower not allowing for assistance. Warm water ran through his hair and down a more toxic looking pale body the longer he stood beneath the spray. 

If it wasn't bad enough that he could no longer see it was definitely bad enough that he didn't even know if he would live to see 20. Smoothing dark locks back as he sat on the small built in stool he stared straight forward thinking about things for a long while. The nurse would come in with breakfast in exactly 20 minutes. She'd check his vitals and ask him the same questions  Later on the doctor would come in and discuss the date set to operate and the chances of death.

He was dying here anyway, what was a statistic going to do to effect that? 

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Current masterlist; please follow everyone

Doctors:

Hatake Kakashi- active

Namikaze Minato- active- surgeon, head of hospital

Okane Kakuzu- active

Intern:

Haruno Sakura- accepted

Staff:

Hoshigaki Kisame: nurse- accepted

Maito Gai: Janitor- admin

Patients:

Sabaku Gaara- hiatus

Sabaku Kankuro- active

Sabaku Temari- active

Uzumaki Menma- hiatus

Uzumaki Naruto- active

Yuki Haku- active

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Application for Okane Kakuzu

Medical condition [For patients only, unless specified otherwise]: None. Kudzu’s pretty chill, yo.

Biography: Morbid? Quite.

Econocentric? Well, money did run the world.

Kakuzu isn’t crazy— his rather normal upbringing provided help to that leisure. He always claims to be… obsessed. Procuring, attaining, trading money; Heh, it isn’t a love, he insists— it is a lifestyle!

(Because love? You don’t get any money from it. Why the hell bother?)

The problem with his… infatuation, though, was the fact that jobs concerning it got… boring. He was smart enough to become a stock-broker at 25, constantly trading and earning money for those who would give him money too, but after a while, he realized that he couldn’t do that forever. He’d… well, die.

Huh. Death. Money is man-made, death isn’t. (He didn’t bother to think about what made death… it was unnecessary to the point.) It was simple, rational logic: to make more money, he had to live longer. To live longer, he had to keep his heart beating.

Now what… would keep his heart beating? How did it work, how did everything around there work to keep us alive? He wanted to— needed to— study it, and so he did. He had the money to go back to school, of course, all nice-and-neatly saved up, ready for the next investment to get more money. This was a long-term investment, though, one that took upwards of five years, and a lot of money. But, he knew it was worth it.

A degree here, an internship there, working his way up the hospital ladder, and he was examining the organ that could possibly give him a longer existance.

(Of course, there were some great bribes for promotions as well— and to think, there are people who say money doesn’t run the world. Ha.)

So, becoming the lead cardiothoratic surgeon at Kazenokuni was a perfect step in the plan— what better way to study what he wanted and earn money at the same time? 

It irritated Kakuzu to no end when people considered him corrupt. He wasn’t corrupt— he was just driven by different motives than others. He would never, ever jeopardize a patient’s health.

Malpractice suits cost too much fucking money.

Dealing with a passed-on patient’s relatives wasted too much time— and time is money.

So, corrupt? Quite the opposite— okay, so maybe his thoughts tended to be— but his actions? Not in the slightest. That cost a shit ton of money. 

Naturally, he settled for being a great doctor. Didn’t waste any of the things he valued, kept giving him a great paycheck.

Heh, his love for his paycheck would effectively trick his patients— that he actually cared.

Roleplaying sample:

Casually flipping through patient papers, Kakuzu’s bored emerald eyes were the only show that he wished he had something to do— the rest of his was sitting straight up, perfect posture, lips pressed into a thin line, the tattoos of stitches lining his face pulling taut. He felt there should be something he could be doing; anything. But alas, there wasn’t much at all.

"Every patient has been accurately checked on," He rumbled to himself in his deep voice, throwing the papers back down onto his desk, "Nothing scheduled until tomorrow." Kakuzu grimaced. There had to be something he could do— right now it felt as if he was wasting time. All his paperwork was done, it wasn’t time to head home yet… Being idle felt physically painful.

Then, his ears twitched, and his lips pulled into a grimace as his door opened— and as a person walked in, he regretted in wishes for something to do.