Euphemia li Britannia (![]() ![]() @ 2010-04-26 18:42:00 |
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Entry tags: | :action, cornelia li britannia, cross marian, euphemia li britannia, gino weinberg, kazuma, soubi agatsuma |
[ Action | open | shelter hallway ]
[Euphie blinks and looks around her room. Her eyes sting as if strained and her limbs feel heavy as if weighted. She notices Cornelia is already out of bed, but it must still be late for her to be so exhausted. With no windows to judge time from light, she turns her head toward her bedside clock. She blinks again and even squints but the time doesn't change. She's been asleep a long time. If she doesn't get up now her breakfast with Lelouch will become a lunch.
It's with that thought, wanting to check on her brother and keep her promise, that she manages to push herself into a sitting position with much more effort than should be necessary. Tired as she is, her mind doesn't focus on why it is so difficult, she just encourages herself onward. First a quick shower and then she'll place a breakfast order or ask someone to do her the favor of preparing it and then she'll be on her way. She just has to concentrate on these small steps, so the task doesn't seem so big.
Little steps. Tiny steps.
Like the shuffling ones she is taking toward the door. Her room, which normally seems so small, now feels as if it has room enough for a marathon runner to practice laps.
But she promised Lelouch. Little steps. Tiny steps. And her hand at last latches onto the door knob, pulling it open. When did it get so heavy?
Now in the hall, wearing her pink satin pajamas, one hand stays firmly planted on the wall for support as she takes labored steps toward the bath. Her normally perfect posture becomes increasingly hunched and her pace slows further. Little steps. Tiny steps. No steps.
And she slides down the wall until she is slumped on the floor. ]
(OOC: Why, yes, she is affected by Tear. )