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insufficient_half[ It was over a month since his near death experience and he was out of the hospital. He occupied a small residence a little ways away from the hospital and now briefly sprawled on the opened windows. The curtains were blowing from the small wind current and his eyes were hazed over, thinking of certain being from his past. It was such a strong thought, that he eventually manifested it in Astralfield. A beautiful woman dressed in a long traditional kimono. She had snow white hair and alluring pastel eyes. She moved like a puppet, with her grace and beauty. ]
Shizuka-sama.
[ the words softly called from his window as he watched the woman. Shizuka was no more, and he knew that, but it didn't lessen the pain. In fact, he was starting to pick up on the details of Astralfield as he experienced this, with heavy lidded eyes, and a hazy vacant expression.
The woman continued to do things according to his will, the gentle look and the lonely eyes. Yes, if only for a moment longer, he longed to be embraced by her again. In the end, it was merely a manifestation of his thoughts. He was unaware that they were producing life like imagery, but there was definitely something off about the beautiful woman. She moved in an almost mechanical way. Eventually the feed ends the recording with Ichiru's form slumped over the window and appearing minourly exhausted. It wasn't the first day this happened. It had been frequently happening and somehow the recording took over at some point when he had become drowsy.
The imagery of the vanished as it had appeared moments later when he had lost consciousness. ]
[ ooc: Ichiru was thinking about his special Pureblood, and yeah manifestation during broad daylight and then passing out because he totally did not just overexert himself lol. FEEL free to try to wake him up or bother him or ask him questions! :D ]
Shizuka-sama.
[ the words softly called from his window as he watched the woman. Shizuka was no more, and he knew that, but it didn't lessen the pain. In fact, he was starting to pick up on the details of Astralfield as he experienced this, with heavy lidded eyes, and a hazy vacant expression.
The woman continued to do things according to his will, the gentle look and the lonely eyes. Yes, if only for a moment longer, he longed to be embraced by her again. In the end, it was merely a manifestation of his thoughts. He was unaware that they were producing life like imagery, but there was definitely something off about the beautiful woman. She moved in an almost mechanical way. Eventually the feed ends the recording with Ichiru's form slumped over the window and appearing minourly exhausted. It wasn't the first day this happened. It had been frequently happening and somehow the recording took over at some point when he had become drowsy.
The imagery of the vanished as it had appeared moments later when he had lost consciousness. ]
[ ooc: Ichiru was thinking about his special Pureblood, and yeah manifestation during broad daylight and then passing out because he totally did not just overexert himself lol. FEEL free to try to wake him up or bother him or ask him questions! :D ]