Where we're all headed [open] [1 B/1 C]

Missions:
The Pathologist: A new client (B-rank)
The Long Departed (C-rank)

Knock knock. His head hurt. His mouth was the driest it has ever been. He wanted to get some water, but even opening his eyes took an immense amount of effort, and as soon as he managed to do it he instantly regretted it. As the light assaulted his pupils he grunted and tried to roll on his other side, but the knocking continued which made him realize he should be up already. "I'm up you can fucking stop now." - he uttered, chopping the "fucking" so it was barely audible. In a bit he managed to sit up, resting his head in his hands and was trying to gather what happened the previous night, but couldn't really remember. He was drinking with Izuna and his proctor and it escalated really quickly, and apparently ending in him not remembering anything. Never mind that, he had to get going. He didn't have time for his morning maintenance, which bothered him to no end, but it was what it was.

A few minutes and he was at the door mostly ready for the day, tying his long, dusty red hair low as usual. His headache was better after hydrating, but it wasn't completely gone. His body moved slower than usual, and he was unusually tired. Luckily his parents didn't say anything as him sneaking out at night is nothing new. They gave up on trying to stop him a long ago. He left the house with a weak "I'm out", and started walking, his aim was the Hokage's office.

When he arrived at the majestic building everything was in chaos. People running in and out of the place. A guy he never saw, but was probably his superior since almost everyone was at this point, shouted at him.
- There was an accident and the hospital is undermanned. Go get any genin you know and report there immediately!
- But I'm not even a... - he started, but the man was already gone. Well it sounded serious and it was a direct order, so he had to comply, but damn there probably were better places to be with his headache than an overcrowded hospital.

"Any genin I know." - he was thinking loud. The first one who came to mind was Izuna, and it was somewhat blurry but he remembered walking home with him the day before. Although he usually woke up later than Kouga, it was late enough into the morning for the best place to look for him to be the training grounds. And maybe he'll run into other genins there as well. Maybe even the Uzumaki girl. Thinking about it he tried to visit her the day after the accident on the training grounds, but she was already fine and left the hospital. He remembered her scars on her back and her waning chakra while lying in his arms. To be well enough the very next day was surreal to say the least. With his goal now clear he started running towards the training grounds hoping his deduction was correct.

WC: 506

The morning was a chilly one, the sun was obscured behind a blanket of grey clouds and the overcast seemed like it would last the day to him. The overcast would be fine though, but the wind was fierce today. Whatever the reason the day was far cooler than yesterday and Izuna was attempting to busy himself and keep his mind off the chill with a variety of exercises, he tried to prioritize training his body over his charka this morning, if only to keep warm despite the oppressive winds that battered him and the training grounds he spent all his mornings in.

Yao hadn't joined him yet, either she was busy or had decided to skip today. He doubted the latter since it would take more than a little cold weather to keep her inside, so he figured the hospital might have needed some extra hands today. He passively hoped she would make an impression on the crew there, if only to keep her head in the game that was shinobi life, she had already dabbled in retirement once and he had barley managed to convince her otherwise. He set his musing aside and focused on the exercise he was currently engaging in.

The exercise was cardio, sprints across the training field, a series of pushups and pullups, finishing up with some controlled breathing, and repeat as the time taken to relax at the end caused his body to cool off rapidly again, he had been doing this for an hour or so when he felt it.

It was as he was finishing up that last sets of the exercise he could feel someone familiar approaching the training grounds, he seemed in a rush, Izuna began to go through andother set when Kouga caught up to him. "Oh hey Kouga, how ya feeling after our adventure yesterday?" He asked the redhead. He and Zunair had gone pretty deep into their drinks, Izuna hadn't gone more than one drink, his priotirty had been food and getting rid of chakra exhaustion. To be honest he still felt the ramifications of their spar yesterday, his chakra had recovered quite alot but he still wasn't as pumped up as he normally was at his morning training.

"So what brings you here? You seem in a rush?"
WC 383