Orihime Inoue (healingitem) wrote in marinasylum, @ 2012-01-26 15:33:00 |
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[video / action for housemates if desired]
[the communicator turns on with a clatter as it tumbles across the floor of Orihime's house and comes to a stop, facing her. Orihime is sprawled on the floor, having tripped over apparently nothing at all. she's still in her pajamas even though it's afternoon; she's felt sick and strange and dizzy all day, and so she stayed in bed. but now that she's finally gotten up...]
[whispered] Ow.
[Orihime clutches at her face as she starts to straighten. anyone who knows her may recognize that her hair is much longer, and thicker, and wavy. she is, in fact -- two years older than she was before]
[she just holds her head for a beat longer before reaching for the communicator again. when she notices it's on, she smiles sheepishly, picking it up]
Um -- good afternoon, everyone... Can I ask someone to get me something from the clothing store?
[her hair isn't all that's grown! CANON UPDATE'D]