Izayuki Hyoujin ♦ Black Rose ♦ B Rank
No other tables were clear. Not only had it taken all of her strength to get out of bed, but now there was no place to sit? No, wait. There was one place, though a certain someone would not like it. However, at this point, the silver raccoon dog did not care. She just needed a better place to plop down than on the floor. Growling slightly under her breath, Izayuki padded her way towards Marschal's favorite random table. Her unbeknownst half brother enjoyed lying down on the surface and stuffing his nose in a book or two, but right now, it was empty, so she would take her chance. No food or leftovers were on the tabletop, and currently, nobody was sitting at it. Feebly leaping up onto the seat, and then ungracefully climbing onto the top, the tanuki fell over to her side, panting from the task. Why was she in such a state? Hell, the idea of going on a job was impossible. In a way, she reminded herself of Wolfe from long ago. He had been on Elyx's team and had assisted her with her first exam in the guild, and had been the first member of Black Rose she had met. However, he, too, suffered from a chronic weakness of sorts. Only now was she beginning to understand... it sucked that it was so close...
The end was so near, or was it? Nothing made sense in her foggy mind anymore. Keeping words together in this form was difficult as it was. And while she preferred to stay in her human form, she was sinking into one of those 'refresh' times where she simply could not. Elyx had taken advantage of her cute form the last time, but at the moment, he was nowhere to be found. Curling up and closing her eyes briefly, Izayuki tried to make herself comfortable on the table. After many moments of being unable to tolerate the positioning, though, she stretched herself out weakly and flicked her fluffy tail impatiently. Why was her world going down like this?
Location;; Guildhall, Marschal's Table
Muse;; 8/10
Word Count;; 350
OOC;;