It wasn't really his fault, Sebastian simply couldn't help himself but have had intervened in a 'mugging', a term that people seemed to use nowadays. Besides, he was really a person or creature that stepped in whenever there were contaminated souls nearby but he had not got his power back and if he was, for whatever reason, it was happening pretty darn slowly.
Now he sat in a hospital in an embarrassing view of tissue up his nose and a black eye. He was glad that no one seemed to particularly harass him about why he was wearing a nice suit, red and black. But whatever. Sebastian made himself quite comfortable on the bed that the hospital staff had provided in the mean time. Apparently, he had a bad accident with his head and well, had a large bandage wrapped around it. He couldn't seem to ask or attract any attention from the nurses, having tried several times but they kept fussing about him having a seizure or something along those lines.
Again, stupid. But humans were...well, humans and they made mistakes, like he had made his. But in a way, it was nice not having to conform to everyday life of a Memphis.
"Uh, excuse me...can I go? Now?"
The nurse tutted and shook her head, dismissing him quickly. Sebastian sighed, having enough, he swung his legs off the bed, put on his shoes and practically snuck out of the hospital. Of course, his head was still reeling from the couple of punches he had sustained. It wouldn't have been an issue if he was in his real form but he was confined to the man he was and--
Before he could take a step forward, he slammed into the door, his spatial perception still recovering. Seb stumbled backwards, holding his head and opened, walking out quickly but again, he wasn't paying enough attention to anything today and walked straight into someone.
"Look forwards into life, not backwards...otherwise you may find your face planted into the back of a lamp-post." -Flannagan