Post by Ayumi Yokomura R1 on Jan 2, 2009 4:38:03 GMT
The air was still chilled, but the view was much more darker than last. Before her eyes she saw a dark gray background and some unidentifiable metal-like objects that slowly came into focus. She tried to take a deep breath expecting the blunt pain on her chest, but instead she felt some form of restriction that held her lungs from extending any wider. From what she can feel on her chest was something soft, yet thin and possibly wrapped around her chest. She can hear voices within the dark gray background, but it was distorted and almost unidentifiable.
Suddenly, a large white figure came into her dazed view and it was holding a cup of some sort. Ayumi, in a state of vulnerability, easily took a drink of the unknown liquid from the gentle white figure as it lifted her head. After guzzling down the liquid it left a harsh and bitter taste that almost compared between a mix of raw lemon juice and rubbing alcohol. She choked and coughed from the flavor's strong after taste. Ayumi wanted so much to grab the white figure and knock the living daylights out of it for giving such a horrible thing to taste to someone who was in excruciating pain levels that only be compare to her Ninja Grandmaster grandfather's painful strikes from her routine sparring sessions with him.
Ayumi's movements and reflexes were very weak and before she could reach out the white figure, it quickly turned around and walked away. Feeling agitated from the restriction and the weaknesses of her movements she quickly exhaled her breath and allowed every tensed muscle in her body to let go, causing her lifted arm to crash right beside her.
Since she can't fully rely on her body, she at least tried to refocus her eyes to see where she's at, for she couldn't remember a thing what happened or how she got to where she is at now. All she remembered was being held up by Yi Sing and then now, in this strange, gray scene.
Slowly, but surely, the pain started to fade away. She felt as if though a cloud had formed below her and slowly lifted her up into the gray air. Though Ayumi had been confused, she relaxed from the comforting rapture. She guessed that it was the nasty tasting drink from the white figure that was taking affect. Ayumi laid there, wherever she felt she was resting at and allowed this cloud of comfort to take her away from all of the negative energy she had been to throughout the day.
Suddenly, a large white figure came into her dazed view and it was holding a cup of some sort. Ayumi, in a state of vulnerability, easily took a drink of the unknown liquid from the gentle white figure as it lifted her head. After guzzling down the liquid it left a harsh and bitter taste that almost compared between a mix of raw lemon juice and rubbing alcohol. She choked and coughed from the flavor's strong after taste. Ayumi wanted so much to grab the white figure and knock the living daylights out of it for giving such a horrible thing to taste to someone who was in excruciating pain levels that only be compare to her Ninja Grandmaster grandfather's painful strikes from her routine sparring sessions with him.
Ayumi's movements and reflexes were very weak and before she could reach out the white figure, it quickly turned around and walked away. Feeling agitated from the restriction and the weaknesses of her movements she quickly exhaled her breath and allowed every tensed muscle in her body to let go, causing her lifted arm to crash right beside her.
Since she can't fully rely on her body, she at least tried to refocus her eyes to see where she's at, for she couldn't remember a thing what happened or how she got to where she is at now. All she remembered was being held up by Yi Sing and then now, in this strange, gray scene.
Slowly, but surely, the pain started to fade away. She felt as if though a cloud had formed below her and slowly lifted her up into the gray air. Though Ayumi had been confused, she relaxed from the comforting rapture. She guessed that it was the nasty tasting drink from the white figure that was taking affect. Ayumi laid there, wherever she felt she was resting at and allowed this cloud of comfort to take her away from all of the negative energy she had been to throughout the day.