Daisuke was thinking out loud. "Well, darn it, then who's going to protect Taiyogakure?..." Daisuke formed handsigns and his body rose into the air, carried by an invisible force, and back into the hospital. When he came baack out, it was in a wheelchair with a cast on his arm. Daisuke muttered something under his breath, then put the contract out on an invisible table, then paused. He looked around, then asked, "Anyone have a pen?"
I have shrunken my siggy...