08-03-2019, 08:28 PM
[font=trebuchet ms]Once again, Rin was wrapped in bandages and medicinal herbs, smelling more like a cleric than she had in almost a year.
Her head hurt less than it had before, helped by the time she'd spent lying down in one of the tree houses. She had never resided in an area quite like this; the unfamiliarity was a blessing, as it didn't bring back any memories. Once upon a time, she had sought out memories, but in turn they had done nothing but hurt her.
The dwelling was small and damp, but Rin couldn't find it in herself to care. At least there was a roof, shielding her from the worst of the rain- bandages tended to work best when they were dry. The roof did have a leak, however, leaving a small puddle of rainwater on the wooden floor. Maybe it was drinkable, maybe not, but Rin wasn't thirsty.
She did, however, find herself crawling over to the puddle and staring at her reflection. Her face was longer, narrower, flatter than in her base form, though her whiskers were much more prominent. Her eye color was still the same emerald green, signaling that it was indeed her, not just some stranger who happened to find her scarf and pendant. Shapeshifting couldn't get rid of that much.
The wounds she'd suffered began to ache again, dull at first, then sharper. Rin clenched her teeth, hoping the pain would pass, but it only grew worse. She watched silently as her face flattened out, the fur distributing more evenly, the bandages shifting on her form- until eventually, she was looking back at her normal feline self. Crimson stains were spreading on the bandages, where some of the gashes in her skin had reopened, she assumed.
With a sigh, Rin lay down on the floor and stared out of the doorway. The bleeding would slow to a stop eventually, and the bandages would have needed to be replaced soon enough anyway. At least now, she was back in her usual form. Trying to replicate the results and transform on command would be difficult, but she could figure that out later. She didn't want to sleep, though. She wasn't sure what her mind would show her in her dreams.
Instead, Rin settled for lifting a small twig into the air with her telekinesis and twirling it around, trying to get it to spin at a constant rate.
/this is... eh
Her head hurt less than it had before, helped by the time she'd spent lying down in one of the tree houses. She had never resided in an area quite like this; the unfamiliarity was a blessing, as it didn't bring back any memories. Once upon a time, she had sought out memories, but in turn they had done nothing but hurt her.
The dwelling was small and damp, but Rin couldn't find it in herself to care. At least there was a roof, shielding her from the worst of the rain- bandages tended to work best when they were dry. The roof did have a leak, however, leaving a small puddle of rainwater on the wooden floor. Maybe it was drinkable, maybe not, but Rin wasn't thirsty.
She did, however, find herself crawling over to the puddle and staring at her reflection. Her face was longer, narrower, flatter than in her base form, though her whiskers were much more prominent. Her eye color was still the same emerald green, signaling that it was indeed her, not just some stranger who happened to find her scarf and pendant. Shapeshifting couldn't get rid of that much.
The wounds she'd suffered began to ache again, dull at first, then sharper. Rin clenched her teeth, hoping the pain would pass, but it only grew worse. She watched silently as her face flattened out, the fur distributing more evenly, the bandages shifting on her form- until eventually, she was looking back at her normal feline self. Crimson stains were spreading on the bandages, where some of the gashes in her skin had reopened, she assumed.
With a sigh, Rin lay down on the floor and stared out of the doorway. The bleeding would slow to a stop eventually, and the bandages would have needed to be replaced soon enough anyway. At least now, she was back in her usual form. Trying to replicate the results and transform on command would be difficult, but she could figure that out later. She didn't want to sleep, though. She wasn't sure what her mind would show her in her dreams.
Instead, Rin settled for lifting a small twig into the air with her telekinesis and twirling it around, trying to get it to spin at a constant rate.
/this is... eh
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