ULV AUBER| WHITE MASK BUDDHA
Ulv stumbled out of a Senkaimon into the Seireitei and just stood for a few seconds trying to regain her balance. Something had gone terribly wrong and now her equilibrium had been fucked up.
"Ughh....what now?" she grumbled, getting mad at the loss of balance.
'Ohh, you know. Just Everything. Fate doesn't like to be cheated, it seems
' Hvit commented. She wasn't joking with that, the last few days had not been gentle at all. She hadn't gotten the break she needed to regenerate her eye, so she was still blind in that one, and it was fucking creepy to have to look at it. She'd gotten so used to her hollowfied eyes, seeing one normal again put her off looking at it.
Between the loss of depth perception that the blindness had caused, and now this complete lack of balance, she wasn't doing well on the old walking front, staggering like she was drunk and having a face slightly drooped as if it was made of partially melted wax. Still, she was a stubborn woman who was also the world's best martial artist - personally thought, at least - so she would just take all that in stride and stagger into the first division barracks.
Once outside Abalia's door, she would knock on it gently, gathering her head and speaking slowly to avoid slurring her words like a two day binge had happened without her noticing.
"Abalia? Are you in there?"
FLAME OF HOPE | END POST