The trek from the gates towards the hospital was longer than he had anticipated even on horseback, but it did not bother him much at all. There were more important things to worry about, like meeting with his sennin to discuss the details of his recent mission and make a few important requests, all for the benefit of helping to get back his comrades. If his mission had taught him anything, it was that he needed to be a stronger leader and a wiser man. He was always the cautious type and always attempted to prepare for the worst case scenerio or predict the actions of others. Yet he couldn't see this coming and in the end, had no choice but to leave his comrades to stand trial in Bear country, or so he thought. His frustration and anxiety grew more and more as he tried to stay balanced on the saddle with the reins in his right hand while his left arm was wrapped around his chest.
His bruised rib cage was not the worst of his problems or so he told his self in an effort to gain more resolve for the upcoming tasks he would need to perform. He needed more power, which was the same motivation he had as a student in the academy and now he was a medical chief. While some might say that his motivation was necessary to achieve such a goal and high position under Kushin’s operation, he had to ask his self whether or not he desired the high ranking position anymore. In truth, Daisuke did not like the leadership aspect of being a chief, but he would be damned before he would just willingly give up such a comfortable role in the hospital. Mind you, its not like he felt as though he desired it after his latest mission. The sound of crumbling bits and pieces of gravel beneath the horse’s hooves with every step brought about a slight calming effect within Daisuke. The same way the sound of crackling firewood and the roaring flames brought about warmth and the comfort of solitude to a camper at night.
Before too long, he arrived at medical ninja headquarters and there was much to be discussed with his sennin. He dismounted from his horse and entered the hospital with all his equipment still in his backpack. He approached the receptionist, still holding his injured rib cage, and requested that an examination room be prepared for him. The chief had perks after all. He then asked the receptionist to page the sennin and request that he examine his chief himself. Daisuke felt that if Kushin was going to break his bones for his failure, then the sennin might as well repair them first before re-breaking them. Yes, he intended for Kushin to work for the ass whipping he might intend on giving Daisuke. Lastly, the chief requested a few more sheets of paperwork before leaving towards the room and there awaited his sennin thinking, "He’s really not going to like this. How am I supposed tell him that three of five members of my team aren’t accounted for. All I can do is explain everything I witnessed and give him the acting main branch sennin, Natsu’s, report of the mission. Raiden be with me." He sat down on the examination table and used a clipboard as a solid writing table. He began filling out each form he previously received to occupy his time until the sennin came to visit.
His bruised rib cage was not the worst of his problems or so he told his self in an effort to gain more resolve for the upcoming tasks he would need to perform. He needed more power, which was the same motivation he had as a student in the academy and now he was a medical chief. While some might say that his motivation was necessary to achieve such a goal and high position under Kushin’s operation, he had to ask his self whether or not he desired the high ranking position anymore. In truth, Daisuke did not like the leadership aspect of being a chief, but he would be damned before he would just willingly give up such a comfortable role in the hospital. Mind you, its not like he felt as though he desired it after his latest mission. The sound of crumbling bits and pieces of gravel beneath the horse’s hooves with every step brought about a slight calming effect within Daisuke. The same way the sound of crackling firewood and the roaring flames brought about warmth and the comfort of solitude to a camper at night.
Before too long, he arrived at medical ninja headquarters and there was much to be discussed with his sennin. He dismounted from his horse and entered the hospital with all his equipment still in his backpack. He approached the receptionist, still holding his injured rib cage, and requested that an examination room be prepared for him. The chief had perks after all. He then asked the receptionist to page the sennin and request that he examine his chief himself. Daisuke felt that if Kushin was going to break his bones for his failure, then the sennin might as well repair them first before re-breaking them. Yes, he intended for Kushin to work for the ass whipping he might intend on giving Daisuke. Lastly, the chief requested a few more sheets of paperwork before leaving towards the room and there awaited his sennin thinking, "He’s really not going to like this. How am I supposed tell him that three of five members of my team aren’t accounted for. All I can do is explain everything I witnessed and give him the acting main branch sennin, Natsu’s, report of the mission. Raiden be with me." He sat down on the examination table and used a clipboard as a solid writing table. He began filling out each form he previously received to occupy his time until the sennin came to visit.