[center][color=red][h1][i]~ALASTOR~[/i][/h1][/color][/center]
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Alastor nodded at the mans words, feigning compliance. In truth, the Laizu had no intention of sticking around here for very long. Waiting until the man left, Alastor began sending some of his own chaotic energy into his physical form in order to speed up his healing process before sitting upright and using his newfound strength to take off the plaster material covering his arm. Or the "cast" as the doctor had called it. From there he went about unwrapping the various bandages he was covered in, before pulling the needle out of his arm and removing all the other things the humans had stuck to his fingers, other limbs, and chest. Silently sliding out of the bed, Alastor moved over to the waist high window over to his left and began working on opening it. After a couple of seconds, he finally found the mechanism with which to operate it. Popping the latch, he quietly slid the window open and climbed outside, making sure to shut it once he was all the way through. It was always wise to cover your tracks. Especially when suddenly disappearing would mean someone coming to look for you, as it seemed here.

After all, he doubted that the doctor was supposed to lose those he looked after here.

Landing on the somewhat prickly and warm grass, Alastor gave a quick glance to his surroundings before looking down at himself, or rather his physical form, which was still clad in that horrendous blue sheet that he had been given. A sheet which, if the wind he felt on his posterior was any sign, was completely open in the back. 

[I]"Hmph. These humans sense of clothing is appalling. I shall have to find something to wear that is more befitting of my status. And it would help with avoiding detection as well. After all, if anyone comes looking for me, they'll be expecting me to be wearing this. New clothes could also help me conceal my face better as well."[/I] Alastor mused as he looked around for a place to begin his search, until his eyes finally fell upon a baby blue sign that read "Thompsons Victorian Clothing Emporium". Smiling to himself, Alastor began his trek to the shop, his bare feet making soft scrunching sounds in the grass as he went.