Nasuti Yagyu (
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dramadramaduck2012-01-17 10:20 am
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12. [Video]
[It's a good thing Nasuti got that laptop for Christmas. Because she's stuck in bed. After all the excitement of the Winter Holiday, she apparently pushed herself too far, and her body has finally caught up with her.
She tried to tidy herself up a bit to be presentable for a video, but she was too tired to do any makeup, and her puffy, watery eyes were revolting at the sight of mascara. Instead she kept the lighting dim to obscure the heavy shadows under her eyes and the fly-aways that weren't smoothed out in her hair. The blinds all around the room were shut, and a single lamp on the bedside was on its lowest setting.
Nasuti sat up in her bed and spoke, but not with her usual clear and eloquent voice, but a raspy croak between labored breaths and occasional clearing of the throat.]
Hey guys, miss me? [Weak chuckle.] I've been fighting a bout of illness--nothing severe--but the medicine the doctor has me on keeps me down for the count.
[An affectionate smile appears, however tired it appears.] Touma. [Pause. How does she word this...] Is Shin back, yet? [She covers her mouth and coughs.] Not that it matters too much where we're concerned, I guess. But I worry that the community might fear the unknown.
[Ugh...she wish she could get a hold of him, come to think of it. She couldn't bear the thought of going downstairs. Not that she was all that hungry. But she should eat something.]
I saw that Kayura is here, too...[Nasuti reaches for her forehead and sighs.] I'm sorry, my thoughts aren't very coherent, are they?
I just wanted everyone [Shuten, really...Touma knew better.] that I'm still around. Just...not "all here." [Have some finger-quotes.]
She tried to tidy herself up a bit to be presentable for a video, but she was too tired to do any makeup, and her puffy, watery eyes were revolting at the sight of mascara. Instead she kept the lighting dim to obscure the heavy shadows under her eyes and the fly-aways that weren't smoothed out in her hair. The blinds all around the room were shut, and a single lamp on the bedside was on its lowest setting.
Nasuti sat up in her bed and spoke, but not with her usual clear and eloquent voice, but a raspy croak between labored breaths and occasional clearing of the throat.]
Hey guys, miss me? [Weak chuckle.] I've been fighting a bout of illness--nothing severe--but the medicine the doctor has me on keeps me down for the count.
[An affectionate smile appears, however tired it appears.] Touma. [Pause. How does she word this...] Is Shin back, yet? [She covers her mouth and coughs.] Not that it matters too much where we're concerned, I guess. But I worry that the community might fear the unknown.
[Ugh...she wish she could get a hold of him, come to think of it. She couldn't bear the thought of going downstairs. Not that she was all that hungry. But she should eat something.]
I saw that Kayura is here, too...[Nasuti reaches for her forehead and sighs.] I'm sorry, my thoughts aren't very coherent, are they?
I just wanted everyone [Shuten, really...Touma knew better.] that I'm still around. Just...not "all here." [Have some finger-quotes.]
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Your not doing a good job at convincing me.
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[She did, didn't she? Sigh. The decongestants were making her loopy.]
It's hard not to worry.
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One of the benefits of being dead is that I don't have to put up with sickness but I definitely remember hating it.
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