Who- [blarrgghhhhglhglh there's more of that nasty retching.
hey Segg could u repeat that last part Murasa couldn't quite catch it. she grasps the edge of the pool, slowly pulling herself onto dry land and still vomiting and coughing. and... it's all out. deep breaths. shuddery breaths. hollow breaths. they're the breaths of a ghost who doesn't need to breathe, but does it out of comfort.
wiping at her bloody face with bloody hands doesn't really do much, but it clears her vision somewhat. Murasa looks up at Seiga, still on her hands and knees, blearily squinting.
... that is definitely not Ichirin. nope. but she doesn't look like one of those youkai, either- too pretty and poised to be part of their group.]
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hey Segg could u repeat that last part Murasa couldn't quite catch it. she grasps the edge of the pool, slowly pulling herself onto dry land and still vomiting and coughing. and... it's all out. deep breaths. shuddery breaths. hollow breaths. they're the breaths of a ghost who doesn't need to breathe, but does it out of comfort.
wiping at her bloody face with bloody hands doesn't really do much, but it clears her vision somewhat. Murasa looks up at Seiga, still on her hands and knees, blearily squinting.
... that is definitely not Ichirin. nope. but she doesn't look like one of those youkai, either- too pretty and poised to be part of their group.]