Sora walked slowly up to the hospital dressed in his finest robes; embroidered golds and jade onto a black satin cloth, representing his clan, over a standard white kimono, symbolizing youth and purity. He had a thin strip of the same black satin wrapped around his eyes, and, probably for the first time in several years, had done his hair, in an attempt to calm his raven mane. He held behind his back a small bouquet he had picked from his families hanging gardens; a small mixture of fuchsias and begonias, scattered around three pristine tiger lilies. "What am I even doing..." He muttered to himself in a flurry of panic, doubt, and excitement, He promised to meet with Sensei and tell her the truth about his eyes, and his condition, but he never really thought it through completely. In the end, he somehow found himself here, dressed finely and groomed appropriately, with a handful of flowers, and a weak and weary smile.
Walking through the from door, Sora's sonar ability was assaulted by the thousands of different hospital noises, from footsteps of newly polished flooring, to the echo of every word spoken, reverberating off of the bare and smooth walls, to even the PA system calling for a doctor to meet someone in "Oncology", whatever the hell that was. Activating a small amount of chakra, Sora focused his new abilities int his minds eye, sensing the exact shape and location of every person nearby (Eagle Vision). The people in here seemed to be mostly untrained citizens of Konoha, and not shinobi, although the more injured ones definitely radiated more chakra and chakra control then the other, more sickly sounding patients.
Walking sheepishly up to the front desk clerk, Sora bowed, flowers still behind his back, "Pardon, ma'am, is Mikasa Sensei available? I had an... informal meeting with her."
Walking through the from door, Sora's sonar ability was assaulted by the thousands of different hospital noises, from footsteps of newly polished flooring, to the echo of every word spoken, reverberating off of the bare and smooth walls, to even the PA system calling for a doctor to meet someone in "Oncology", whatever the hell that was. Activating a small amount of chakra, Sora focused his new abilities int his minds eye, sensing the exact shape and location of every person nearby (Eagle Vision). The people in here seemed to be mostly untrained citizens of Konoha, and not shinobi, although the more injured ones definitely radiated more chakra and chakra control then the other, more sickly sounding patients.
Walking sheepishly up to the front desk clerk, Sora bowed, flowers still behind his back, "Pardon, ma'am, is Mikasa Sensei available? I had an... informal meeting with her."