* Karasu makes his way back through the halls to the room, only occasionally
meeting anybody else.  Most of the people are outside in the fresh air and
sunlight.
* As Karasu rounds the corner into Alexander the Great hall, Kento and Greg
round the corner on the other end of the hallway.
* Karasu nods to them, but otherwise doesn't react unless they do.
* Greg waves from the other end of the hall.
* Karasu would wave back, but he's too bishonen for something like that.
<Greg> Done with your fight already?
* Karasu nods. "It went rather quickly."
* Kento looks up.  "Oh, hi, Karasu."
<Greg> That easy?
<Karasu> No, though we didn't lose, either.
<Greg> Ouch.  What happened?
* Karasu shrugs. "It was just a quick battle over all. I don't think anyone will
be using the pool room any time soon, either."
<Kento> Small loss there.
<Greg> You destroyed the pool?
* Karasu nods.
<Greg> Damn.  We fought in a full size arena this time.  Impressively large.
<Karasu> On the fifth floor?
<Greg> Yeah.
* Karasu nods. "I've seen it."
<Greg> It's hell if you're fighting someone really fast.  Our fearless leader
found that out the hard way.
* Kento punches Greg in the arm.
<Greg> If you ever fight Musashi 101, watch out for that ninja type.  I think he
can teleport or something.
<Greg> His name was... Yogo something.
* Karasu nods. "I'll keep it that mind."
* Kento growls, "Yogo Shidachi."
<Kento> I swear, I'll face him again, and I'll tear him apart.
<Greg> Um, Kento... that was a girl.
<Kento> WAS NOT!
<Greg> Uh, anyway, I suppose you want to get some rest so you're in top shape
for class.
<Greg> And so does fearless leader here.
* Greg drags Kento along into their room.
* Karasu nods. "Wouldn't be a bad idea."
* Karasu continues to his room.
* The room is empty.
* Empty of people, anyway.
* Karasu takes a quick shower, ponders resting but decides to go to the
infirmary instead.
* It doesn't take long to get to the infirmary, as well acquainted with the path
as you are.
* There's a different person in there from last time, a slim young man with
light brown hair and small, wire-rimmed glasses.  He's wearing a simple polo
shirt and slacks.
* Karasu nods to the man.
<Doctor> Can I help you?  You don't appear injured particularly badly...
* Karasu shakes his head. "I came to check on our captain, brought in this
morning."
<Doctor> Oh, the Yoshida boy.  Certainly, he's right in back.
* The doctor stands up.
* Karasu follows the doctor.
* The doctor leads back into a small room with a bed, sweeping aside the curtan
as he enters.  Kai's body is there, strapped loosely into bed.
<Karasu> There's been no change, I presume?
<Doctor> None at all.  Why?
* Karasu shakes his head. "Wanted to be certain."
<Doctor> Well, I can't blame you.  Is this your first time dealing with
something like this?
* Karasu nods.
<Doctor> Well, I wouldn't worry too much.  There'll be someone here at all times
keeping watch.
* Karasu nods. "Very well."
<Doctor> It's not all that uncommon an occurrence here, really.  It seems every
year there's a new soul-stealer of some sort.
<Karasu> And they allow this?  It strikes me odd that soul-stealing is alright,
but destroying a building is a problem.
<Doctor> Well... the principal likes to take a... hands off approach to fighting
techniques.  He doesn't ban anything unless it's fatal, and most temporary soul
stealing isn't.
<Karasu> Hmm...
<Doctor> It'll all come out in the wash, after all.  His job is to turn out the
world's greatest fighters.
<Karasu> And if it doesn't?
<Doctor> Well...  he doesn't like to lose a student, but sometimes it happens.
* Karasu scowls.
<Doctor> We all do our best to prevent it, of course.
* Karasu doesn't say anything to that. Instead: "I'll come again later."
<Doctor> Feel free.
* Karasu nods and heads back.