Yukiko Amagi-Narukami (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
betweenlightanddark) wrote2016-06-11 02:48 am
betweenlightanddark) wrote2016-06-11 02:48 am
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A Swordswoman and a Blade Meet
She can't remember what had just happened. The voices of her comrades were screaming her name as she slipped away from their number and further down what some would call the rabbit hole but frankly, Yukiko had no clue. She noticed Yua grabbing a black chocobo and trying to fly down towards her and that's all she saw before her world got dark.
The only thing she could feel next was the freezing cold and crunch of snow as she tumbled downwards, trying to grab onto something to keep her steady but every rock slipped through her fingers. All she could do was scream as she hit a particularly large boulder, knocking her out. And by the way she was dressed, she was not fit to be in the freezing cold...or the potential wound where the rock impacted her head. The poor woman was thrown around like a rag doll until she stopped at the foot, staying motionless for now.
The only thing she could feel next was the freezing cold and crunch of snow as she tumbled downwards, trying to grab onto something to keep her steady but every rock slipped through her fingers. All she could do was scream as she hit a particularly large boulder, knocking her out. And by the way she was dressed, she was not fit to be in the freezing cold...or the potential wound where the rock impacted her head. The poor woman was thrown around like a rag doll until she stopped at the foot, staying motionless for now.