The world grew heavier. She wasn’t sure if she was stumbling or slipping because just like her hearing and sight her feeling vanished mere moments after the previous two. Everything went so quickly that she couldn’t even finish the thought of having been poisoned. All she managed to briefly think was the drink being a mistake. There hadn’t even been enough time for panic to start spreading. She was gone before any real reaction could form itself.
An odd sound echoed through her skull. It repeated itself over and over again - she groaned, the rhythmic noise wasn’t helping her headache at all. Weakly she rubbed the side of her head, then tried to open her eyes. It cost quite some effort. Her skull felt like it was about to burst. She suffered through it with gritted teeth. Hoped to curl up tighter and have the sleep take away the pain, but a familiar voice forced her to deal with the reality of things.
Opening her eyes she found herself anywhere but the room she had been in. Had Natsuru kidnapped her to some distant location? If so, then what for? What wa-
By then she focused on the one whose voice was mocking her in a way. Byakugan, but Natsuru didn’t have those eyes.. why was- Shizuka peered at the kunoichi sitting on the other side. Rubbing her head again, she then concluded that this had to be a genjutsu. Either that or she was hallucinating from the drink. With her head on the verge of exploding, she found it too hard to concentrate on her chakra flow. Well, she could, but finding a foreign one mixed into it wasn’t working out well. Either this genjutsu was out of her league or the drink had, indeed, been a drug of sorts.
Stay calm
“Mission?” she wanted to know, confusion mixing with worry. With a quick, but sloppy, motion she managed to catch whatever had been thrown at her. A mirror - for the bump?
Wide-eyed she stared at what had to be her. “Wait..” the lips moved as she spoke. Touching her cheek brought a couple of fingers in the vision of the mirror. By now she wasn’t worrying as much about the location and the oddly young looking Natsuru - or whoever it was that sounded like the ashen blonde, all of Shizuka’s briefly reflected in the mirror. She put it away.
Stay calm. Genjutsu.. Hallucination.. Whatever this is, I’ll get out.
She would have to get out one way or another. For now, though, it was best to learn about her surroundings and the only living being around. “Give me some intel, please. My head..” Shizuka mentioned toward her forehead, as if the headache would have given her amnesia. In any case, she had to know more before they would move out of .. what the hell? They were inside an enormous tree?
This trip was getting out of hand.
MFT: 493
An odd sound echoed through her skull. It repeated itself over and over again - she groaned, the rhythmic noise wasn’t helping her headache at all. Weakly she rubbed the side of her head, then tried to open her eyes. It cost quite some effort. Her skull felt like it was about to burst. She suffered through it with gritted teeth. Hoped to curl up tighter and have the sleep take away the pain, but a familiar voice forced her to deal with the reality of things.
Opening her eyes she found herself anywhere but the room she had been in. Had Natsuru kidnapped her to some distant location? If so, then what for? What wa-
By then she focused on the one whose voice was mocking her in a way. Byakugan, but Natsuru didn’t have those eyes.. why was- Shizuka peered at the kunoichi sitting on the other side. Rubbing her head again, she then concluded that this had to be a genjutsu. Either that or she was hallucinating from the drink. With her head on the verge of exploding, she found it too hard to concentrate on her chakra flow. Well, she could, but finding a foreign one mixed into it wasn’t working out well. Either this genjutsu was out of her league or the drink had, indeed, been a drug of sorts.
Stay calm
“Mission?” she wanted to know, confusion mixing with worry. With a quick, but sloppy, motion she managed to catch whatever had been thrown at her. A mirror - for the bump?
Wide-eyed she stared at what had to be her. “Wait..” the lips moved as she spoke. Touching her cheek brought a couple of fingers in the vision of the mirror. By now she wasn’t worrying as much about the location and the oddly young looking Natsuru - or whoever it was that sounded like the ashen blonde, all of Shizuka’s briefly reflected in the mirror. She put it away.
Stay calm. Genjutsu.. Hallucination.. Whatever this is, I’ll get out.
She would have to get out one way or another. For now, though, it was best to learn about her surroundings and the only living being around. “Give me some intel, please. My head..” Shizuka mentioned toward her forehead, as if the headache would have given her amnesia. In any case, she had to know more before they would move out of .. what the hell? They were inside an enormous tree?
This trip was getting out of hand.
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MFT: 493