Miroku looked at the source of the sound which was the speakers. Oh so there was a map? Well, time to get it. He rushed to his room, getting there in possibly two blinks of an eye, took the map and then read through it. Ah, there it is. He then rushed out once more, aiming to get to the meeting room. He wasn't capable of hearing the knock on the door considering that he was going on somewhere above the speed of sound itself so it didn't manage to reach him. 

Alright it was right there... [i]'Whoa, whoa, whoa, stop!'[/i] He ordered himself, skidding to a stop and hitting the wall beside the door. He groaned in pain as he dropped with his back on the ground. [color=0072bc]"Ow..."[/color] He muttered to himself as he slowly sat up and rubbed his head. That was a hard hit, good thing he was used to it or he probably would've passed out by now. But if there was one thing his body couldn't get used to was the force which caused his nose to bleed.

He stood up, a little wobbly at first and then headed inside, collapsing on one of the chairs there. He still rubbed his face and blood was freely dripping from his nose but he didn't seem to mind it. He then proceeded to take a handkerchief and cover his nose with it as to avoid his blood from dripping to the table below.