Musa's House

[Musashi]

It looked similar to the other one, being very clean and sparkly and pleasantly-scented. The main difference was the lack of making out. There were a few boys in there, but they were... you know... using the bathroom.

Musa hopped up and CLUNG to Scarp's back like some kind of weird, purring kittyboy backpack.
"Hey, when you're done, maybe we should check on Yuki and see if he's okay now? ...Though you know, you never answered my question." ._.

[scarplo]

Scarplo had continued his sacred pilgramage to the trough, intent on releaving himself. He went through the appropriate ritual, only to find that his sought after blessings were not forthcoming. Perhaps with was due to his vibrating cuddly kitty companion.

Scarplo frowned. "Of course we can go find Yuki. Look, Musashi... not to be mean, but you're making this difficult. Could you let go for a moment?"

[Musashi]

"..Oh! Sorry." The kitty hopped off. There was a small table with magazines, so he grabbed one of those. Something about fluffy kittens.

"You're still not answering what I asked you before, about your name. You know, I guess it's a little weird... I don't think we actually know that much about each other."

[scarplo]

Scarplo shrugged, still not making much progress. "Not much I can really say... it's not my given name, but I haven't been able to say it since I arrived here."

Sighing, the vagabond put everything back, zipped up, and turned to the kitten. "Why do you ask? Is Musashi not your name?"

[Musashi]

"You can't? Do you mean can't as in you don't want to, or can't as in you /really/ can't say it?" Blinkblink went the kitty.

"As for me, um.. well, Yuki said he had named me, but I don't remember and he won't tell me, so Musashi is my name now. That's what my sensei named me."

[scarplo]

"Hm. I don't really remember my name anymore. Scarplo is just a word scraped onto some of those walls inside my head. I can't say if it has anything to do with who I really am."

The vagabond placed a hand on the ninja's shoulder, and stepped forward into a hug. "Lets go find Yuki. You can tell me what you mean when you said he named you on the way."

[Musashi]

Musa smiiiled and puuurrrrred as he hugged Scarpy back. Then his face went blank for a moment, one ear twitching slightly.

"Well, he's talking to me, so he can't be that bad off." Pause. "...Ah, okay. He's calling a healer over to take a look at you. He wants to give me my checkup, too. And he wants to talk to you."

The kittyboy pulled away a few steps and held onto Scarp's hand. "I'll take you the long way around, there's something I want to show you."

And so the fuzzy-eared ninja pulled Scarp along, down long hallways and through bustling rooms. "As for Yuki naming me... well, I mean, he sort of made me. Um. I don't know. I don't remember things that well, and he tells me as little about it as he possibly can."

They finally stepped through a large archway into a VERY big dome-shaped room. The stone walls only went up from the floor a couple feet before changing into something that looked like glass, but surely wasn't. There was a bench built into the bit of stone wall all the way around, and many people were sitting along it, enjoying the view. And there was a very nice view to enjoy indeedly. It looked like space, being filled with blackness and stars and planets, but something even deeper than that. There were multicolored swirling vortexes, and brightly glowing galaxies sprinkled here and there.
Off on one side of the room was something like a foodcourt and a shopping center. There were clusters of seating and tables all throughout the middle of the room, and it was quite busy.

"Pretty cool, huh?"

[scarplo]

Scarplo looked about, one eyebrow raised. "Indeed."

[Musashi]

Musa led the vagabond through the crowded dome area, and then out through another archway on the opposite side. Some hallways later, they ended up back at the door to Yuki's lab.

Upon entering, they found Hitaru using a towel to wipe off one of Yuki's arms. There was a pile of orange-stained towels next to him, and the room smelled like citrus-y Jello. The winged bishi was full-size now, but still somewhat orange stained. Sitting in a chair a little off to the side was a boy who looked to be about fourteen, with short lavender hair and blue eyes, and wearing a set of white priest-like robes.

Yuki gave a little wave and smiled. "So, Mr. Scarplo, did you like your little tour of Locus Pueris? Ready for a checkup?"

[scarplo]

Scarplo smiled at Yuki. "Just as soon as you say what that would actually entail."

[Musashi]

Yuki smiled and shrugged, then motioned to the purple-haired boy. "Doesn't entail anything more than relaxing and letting him do his work. As for Musa... he has a different checkup in the other room."

The winged bishi ushered Musa off into the other room, followed by Hitaru, and the door shut behind them.

The boy scooted out of his chair and skittered over to Scarp, fidgeting nervously.

"Um, hello, Mr. Scarplo... my name is Keio. Uh, I'm just an apprentice, but maybe I can help you a little. Do you, um, suffer from any physical pain?"

[scarplo]

Scarplo looked at the door, "No. What are they doing?"

[Musashi]

Keio fidgeted more and looked rather disappointed. "Oh, I.. I don't know. No one's supposed to go in there during Musashi's checkups. ...Are you sure I can't help you?" Sniffle.

[scarplo]

After a pause, he smiled at the boy. "I'm sorry, but I'm not ready for my checkup at the moment. Perhaps later."

And then he started walking towards the other room.

[Musashi]

"U-um.. I don't think you're supposed to..." Keio squeaked, but he knew there was not much a tiny bishilet could do to stop a Scarpy. :O

Scarp was able to open the door, though with a bit of difficulty.. a chair was pushed up against it.

Yuki and Hitaru were wearing white smocks over their clothes, and latex gloves on their hands. Metal carts and trays were set up around them with various surgical items, and what looked like glowing jars that appeared to contain organs and body parts.

Musa's clothes and weapons were set neatly on a chair off to the side. So one could assume that his was the body on the operating table, though large portions were covered up up that.. blue.. covery.. stuff in hospitals. The stomach area appeared to be open.

Yuki, covered in a fair amount of blood and holding a dismembered arm, looked over his shoulder at Scarp.
"We really need to fix that lock. ...Sooo, what can we do for you? Shouldn't you be with Keio?"