Upon stepping into the town of Magnolia, all Shu found was waves of happiness and festivities. Unlike the quiet environments she kept herself in, Magnolia Town was bustling vibrantly. There were smiles, laughter, a friendly air, and even a sense of peace. One could relax here and enjoy the company of another person, or enjoy whatever sights and games the town carried within. It was something that refreshed the mind almost, and the guildless mage was almost lost within the string of people happily walking along the streets. The many sights offered a much needed change of pace from the more sadder atmosphere that sometimes greeted Solemn Park - the place she considered home - but something had been pricking at her mind the moment she stepped foot into the area.
Ignoring the welcoming warmth of the sun's rays, the young woman rubbed a hand on the back of her head in thought while her tired eyes closed promptly - sitting on a bench aligned along the street. The feeling that was ever-so-gently providing a near tingling sensation of familiarity was almost too much to ignore. She could barely enjoy herself without going straight back to the feeling, and she caught notice of it growing stronger in certain areas of the town but weaker in others. It was then in her thought process that she sighed out with a tilt of her head, a hand grasping the hem of her red hat, and covering her face. Her voice was muffled yet carried a hint of exhaustion to it.
"Getting over my amnesia is harder than I thought. . ."
If Shu was lucky enough, she would end up in an area of Fiore that she found familiar during her days. She was grateful for her decisions to end up in said area, but frustrated that the fragments of memories she would receive at the end of the day wouldn't make complete sense. In some times they offered a hint of happiness; in others, sadness. Whatever her life was like before a certain point must have been an equal measure of having its ups and downs.
Little had she known that on this particular day something would most definitely change. Whether it was another unwelcoming headache that soon provided another strange memory, or an individual that crossed paths with her, she wouldn't know. Tired eyes kept closed behind the fabric of her trademark hat as she was bent over, elbows on her knees while her hands kept against the hat covering the majority of her face.
Ignoring the welcoming warmth of the sun's rays, the young woman rubbed a hand on the back of her head in thought while her tired eyes closed promptly - sitting on a bench aligned along the street. The feeling that was ever-so-gently providing a near tingling sensation of familiarity was almost too much to ignore. She could barely enjoy herself without going straight back to the feeling, and she caught notice of it growing stronger in certain areas of the town but weaker in others. It was then in her thought process that she sighed out with a tilt of her head, a hand grasping the hem of her red hat, and covering her face. Her voice was muffled yet carried a hint of exhaustion to it.
"Getting over my amnesia is harder than I thought. . ."
If Shu was lucky enough, she would end up in an area of Fiore that she found familiar during her days. She was grateful for her decisions to end up in said area, but frustrated that the fragments of memories she would receive at the end of the day wouldn't make complete sense. In some times they offered a hint of happiness; in others, sadness. Whatever her life was like before a certain point must have been an equal measure of having its ups and downs.
Little had she known that on this particular day something would most definitely change. Whether it was another unwelcoming headache that soon provided another strange memory, or an individual that crossed paths with her, she wouldn't know. Tired eyes kept closed behind the fabric of her trademark hat as she was bent over, elbows on her knees while her hands kept against the hat covering the majority of her face.