It has been days, probably weeks since Miyako was able to leave this room. Her injuries were severe and she felt every inch of them. Her mind was swarming with a grey haze that stepped out and in front of so many of her memories. Her mind didn't quite feel the same and she was worried that she may be changed. Something about her felt wrong now. Something about her felt different. As if someone stepped in to her body and is taking control of her for the first time and steering her like a child's toy. Dancing her around the motions of doctor visit after doctor visit. This invisible hand trying to guide her in the path she was on, yet for some reason the path it was carving was strange and foreign to her. She assumed her mother has noticed as well, or maybe she hasn't. She wouldn't be surprised if it took her longer than her peers to notice that the next in line was simply off compared to how she was before.
Leaning back in her chair her soft hands touched the bandages on her eyes. It was any day now that these could be removed, and Miyako couldn't be more excited. She wondered who the first person she will see will be. Part of her wishes for it to be her mother, but part of her knows that the Raikage probably has more pressing matters than to attend to her ever need during this recovery process. Letting out a sigh she reached for her table where a glass of water sat. Patting for it she tried to find the refreshing coolness but instead of finding purchase, her hand tapped the edge causing it to fall from the table and shattering on the tiled floor below. The sound of crashing glass caused the young Shinrya to flinch as she was not fully prepared for the sound and it had been some time since she has heard anything above the soft whispers of those checking on her. "Ca-can I get some help?" Her voice parched with exhaustion, not sounding like her kind and onfident self. She knew she appeared as a shadow of her once powerful self, but it was not going to stop her from trying to reclaim what is hers to become stronger and more power than her mother.
MFT: 250+
Leaning back in her chair her soft hands touched the bandages on her eyes. It was any day now that these could be removed, and Miyako couldn't be more excited. She wondered who the first person she will see will be. Part of her wishes for it to be her mother, but part of her knows that the Raikage probably has more pressing matters than to attend to her ever need during this recovery process. Letting out a sigh she reached for her table where a glass of water sat. Patting for it she tried to find the refreshing coolness but instead of finding purchase, her hand tapped the edge causing it to fall from the table and shattering on the tiled floor below. The sound of crashing glass caused the young Shinrya to flinch as she was not fully prepared for the sound and it had been some time since she has heard anything above the soft whispers of those checking on her. "Ca-can I get some help?" Her voice parched with exhaustion, not sounding like her kind and onfident self. She knew she appeared as a shadow of her once powerful self, but it was not going to stop her from trying to reclaim what is hers to become stronger and more power than her mother.
MFT: 250+