75th Journey [Accidental Video + Action Post]
Strange...
[This isn't like I read in my history class, she thinks.
Youko Nakajima is sat against the trunk of tree, glancing at the surface of her sword and catching a breath. She looks sideways, green eyes filled with fright, while she begins to examine her clothing. Her blue high school uniform is drenched in blood and covered with her sweat. She had peeled off her jacket earlier, but it seemed every single article didn't escape that fight she just had, her skirt was torn by the teeth of the youma wolf pack. She shivered, feeling the ache coming from the lacerations etching her legs.
Strange. They were minor cuts and bruises when she had seen them ripping a man's head off with a clean single bite. She took a few more deep breaths, looking at the surroundings. Eyes widening slightly.]
H-Huh?
[The forest had changed, she observed, there were more pines around her and she could swear the weather was nowhere as warm and the breeze that was blowing. Did she doze off or...?]
GOD. What's going on now? This is so weird.
[She choked a sob, grasping the sapphire tightly. Now she couldn't go back for the scabbard. She was completely lost.]
Jouyuu-san? Are you there? Do you now where I am? Please answer me!
[There was no answer. She didn't know what to do and she felt the desperation building inside her. She hugged her legs together, shutting her eyes close. I only want to know what should I do next! Again. There was no answer.]
I want to go home!
[She opened her eyes, feeling tears stream down her cheeks. She felt despair settling in when Youko spotted something she could have sworn wasn't there before. No way... She stood in slow motion and stumbled with her own steps, closer and closer to the screen. This was... Was she? She dropped the sapphire and the sword before collapsing to her knees. She began to openly cry, tears of joy, and to laugh hysterically.
This has to be Japan!]
Oh thank you god, THANK YOU.
(ooc; Audio + AP for whoever wants).
[This isn't like I read in my history class, she thinks.
Youko Nakajima is sat against the trunk of tree, glancing at the surface of her sword and catching a breath. She looks sideways, green eyes filled with fright, while she begins to examine her clothing. Her blue high school uniform is drenched in blood and covered with her sweat. She had peeled off her jacket earlier, but it seemed every single article didn't escape that fight she just had, her skirt was torn by the teeth of the youma wolf pack. She shivered, feeling the ache coming from the lacerations etching her legs.
Strange. They were minor cuts and bruises when she had seen them ripping a man's head off with a clean single bite. She took a few more deep breaths, looking at the surroundings. Eyes widening slightly.]
H-Huh?
[The forest had changed, she observed, there were more pines around her and she could swear the weather was nowhere as warm and the breeze that was blowing. Did she doze off or...?]
GOD. What's going on now? This is so weird.
[She choked a sob, grasping the sapphire tightly. Now she couldn't go back for the scabbard. She was completely lost.]
Jouyuu-san? Are you there? Do you now where I am? Please answer me!
[There was no answer. She didn't know what to do and she felt the desperation building inside her. She hugged her legs together, shutting her eyes close. I only want to know what should I do next! Again. There was no answer.]
I want to go home!
[She opened her eyes, feeling tears stream down her cheeks. She felt despair settling in when Youko spotted something she could have sworn wasn't there before. No way... She stood in slow motion and stumbled with her own steps, closer and closer to the screen. This was... Was she? She dropped the sapphire and the sword before collapsing to her knees. She began to openly cry, tears of joy, and to laugh hysterically.
This has to be Japan!]
Oh thank you god, THANK YOU.
(ooc; Audio + AP for whoever wants).