The Lord Steward did not like going to the hospital. He did not like going to the hospital because it meant that he would be admitted. Then in being admitted he would not able to work. Him not being able to work meant things got behind. Things being late and slow was the death of progress. That being said, Sousuke had decided to go to the hospital. He had been seeing things as of late. Patches of fire at the corner of his eye. The problem was that fire was not actually there. He would see the fire, but it was illusionary. He had also been hearing things too. It was concerning because this had been happening for quite some time. He wondered if it was because he was over worked, or if he was slowing attaining a mental illness.
Kyuji was not on hand, so he was going to be subjected to a medical doctor of the system's choosing. That doctor would have an assistant. Those two would then perhaps at length discuss Sousuke's problem with others, and then sooner or later it would be deemed that the Lord Steward was mentally unfit. That was perhaps the greatest fear the Steward had. He had let people down before, but this was perhaps the worst thing of all. So it would come to this. The Steward could only hope that Michi was not lurking about. She was lurking. Ever since she had touched his weaponry, and it spoke to her, that alone had offered the Steward some little bit of hope that he was not mentally ill.
So. Sousuke sat there awaiting the physician to come in. Sousuke's finger tips were scorched as he had a strange encounter. During this encounter, he heard the voice too clearly. Suffice to say several fire jutsus later, and a large scale encounter Sousuke was left slightly singed by his own doing. He was not proud of that either, but when one had a sword that ignited and it burned brightly and powerfully? Something was going to occur sooner or later. Sousuke's armour was damaged severally in other areas. He managed to remove his gauntlet to notice his singed fingertips.
Kyuji was not on hand, so he was going to be subjected to a medical doctor of the system's choosing. That doctor would have an assistant. Those two would then perhaps at length discuss Sousuke's problem with others, and then sooner or later it would be deemed that the Lord Steward was mentally unfit. That was perhaps the greatest fear the Steward had. He had let people down before, but this was perhaps the worst thing of all. So it would come to this. The Steward could only hope that Michi was not lurking about. She was lurking. Ever since she had touched his weaponry, and it spoke to her, that alone had offered the Steward some little bit of hope that he was not mentally ill.
So. Sousuke sat there awaiting the physician to come in. Sousuke's finger tips were scorched as he had a strange encounter. During this encounter, he heard the voice too clearly. Suffice to say several fire jutsus later, and a large scale encounter Sousuke was left slightly singed by his own doing. He was not proud of that either, but when one had a sword that ignited and it burned brightly and powerfully? Something was going to occur sooner or later. Sousuke's armour was damaged severally in other areas. He managed to remove his gauntlet to notice his singed fingertips.