[OOC: This is private, but I hit the character limit due to my awesome thread title]
The halls were quiet here. It was different from the hustle and bustle of the ER or general clinic. Was the silence like that of the study rooms? No, it was quiet in those rooms, yet one could still feel the energy in the air. The loud silence that blanketed those rooms were full of thoughts and theories. The rooms were alive and pleasant even if they were quiet. Here, however, the silence was deafening. As if any sound made would annoy the occupant on the other side of the door at the end of the hall, and the intruder doomed to suffer for the infraction.
At least, that was what it felt like to Kahako as she stood at the end of the hall leading to Kushin’s office. To say she was intimidated was an understatement. She only met the man once before. It was brief and she only passed along information. He probably wouldn't have remembered her, but she definitely remembered him. For the sixth time on her way to this wing, Kahako took a deep breath and brushed her hair behind her ear, clearly nervous. She straightened her medical coat that draped her normal attire of red and black, and checked the papers and files she held in her hand.
She was coming unannounced and recently promoted, but in her defense she did not know how to being to request a meeting with the Medical Sennin. There were several matters she wished to discuss with him. Ideas and requests... proposals and worries she knew in her bones needed to be brought to his attention. For these reasons, Kahako took another deep breath, summoned her courage, and walked briskly down the hall to knock on the wooden office door, hoping beyond hope that he wasn’t exceedingly busy. Or even more so angry that she didn't request a meeting before knocking on his door.
The halls were quiet here. It was different from the hustle and bustle of the ER or general clinic. Was the silence like that of the study rooms? No, it was quiet in those rooms, yet one could still feel the energy in the air. The loud silence that blanketed those rooms were full of thoughts and theories. The rooms were alive and pleasant even if they were quiet. Here, however, the silence was deafening. As if any sound made would annoy the occupant on the other side of the door at the end of the hall, and the intruder doomed to suffer for the infraction.
At least, that was what it felt like to Kahako as she stood at the end of the hall leading to Kushin’s office. To say she was intimidated was an understatement. She only met the man once before. It was brief and she only passed along information. He probably wouldn't have remembered her, but she definitely remembered him. For the sixth time on her way to this wing, Kahako took a deep breath and brushed her hair behind her ear, clearly nervous. She straightened her medical coat that draped her normal attire of red and black, and checked the papers and files she held in her hand.
She was coming unannounced and recently promoted, but in her defense she did not know how to being to request a meeting with the Medical Sennin. There were several matters she wished to discuss with him. Ideas and requests... proposals and worries she knew in her bones needed to be brought to his attention. For these reasons, Kahako took another deep breath, summoned her courage, and walked briskly down the hall to knock on the wooden office door, hoping beyond hope that he wasn’t exceedingly busy. Or even more so angry that she didn't request a meeting before knocking on his door.