Sheena Fujibayashi (
corrinesbell) wrote2011-06-25 04:30 pm
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126. Bridge [action/voice]
[In the early afternoon, a small creature makes its way out of the forest. It holds the journal in its teeth; the book drags along the ground, making the little thing stop occasionally.

Not that it's going all too quickly. The creature is dragging its right hind leg along also, and favoring one of its front paws whenever it feels it can. Eventually it comes to a stop on the Marauding Bridge, putting the journal down and pulling it open with teeth.
It meant to say something else. Then exhaustion took over and it dropped onto its side there, head resting on the open journal's pages.]
I can't go any further.
[the voice is so tiny and high, there's pretty much no way to discern who it really belongs to...]
[[ooc: Sheena has been returned in the body of Corrine, her bff little summon spirit from home. Replies will come from
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Not that it's going all too quickly. The creature is dragging its right hind leg along also, and favoring one of its front paws whenever it feels it can. Eventually it comes to a stop on the Marauding Bridge, putting the journal down and pulling it open with teeth.
It meant to say something else. Then exhaustion took over and it dropped onto its side there, head resting on the open journal's pages.]
I can't go any further.
[the voice is so tiny and high, there's pretty much no way to discern who it really belongs to...]
[[ooc: Sheena has been returned in the body of Corrine, her bff little summon spirit from home. Replies will come from
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This is embarrassing and strange enough as it is. So, she won't call for Raine, waiting until after dinner.]
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Still tired. And kinda sore. ...And just...just weird, what am I even doing...like this?
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What'd they even do this for? [it's quiet, a little pouty and a little sad. One paw covers her face a little. It seems some of the body language is different for little foxes.]
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I know.
[It's a struggle to get up from the spot Raine left her to rest in. But she'll do it, still a little weak and limping on the one side, to sit herself back down next to Raine.]
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Change back. ...I don't belong in his body.
[But since she can't really do that.]
What time is it?
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I think so.
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She can try to hop down from the bed and follow Raine, only to be derailed from that on the landing]
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... Oh Sheena.
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Thought I could handle walking.
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I dunno, you think Zelos would watch me well enough?
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