[ The first change that Shiemi notices are her eyes. Once bright green, the color has changed into a pale golden color that more resembles the color of her hair and the sight worries her. She tries to shakes off her worry and go about her days but more oddities start to emerge.
Voices that sound as though they are right next to her turn out to be across busy streets and shops. Reaching to help a fallen child up earns her a confused stare and a comment about how cold she feels, a coldness that Shiemi herself cannot feel. She avoids warmth from fire though, unable to shake off her unease and slight fear. Most of all, she realizes just how hungry she is and cannot bring herself to satisfy the sudden craving.
Perhaps coming into town was a mistake then.
Her stomach is a wreck of noises and she pulls the heavy cloak further around herself. It's a safety blanket more than anything but it helps to hide the bony protrusions that have have begun to appear along her neck and back. Most of all, the attached hood can help to hide her now sensitive eyes from the sun when it becomes too much. Still, the sun is nothing compared to the hunger she feels and passing by a bakery, she cannot help but stare longingly. Even though she wants nothing to do with the food on display, craving something far different, Shiemi wishes she could just eat this sort of thing again and be happy. It's only then that she's able to break away from thought of food long enough to realize someone is nearby, tapping on the glass and she looks over with a furrowed brow. In her ears, the sound is so loud that— ]
Yuki... ?
[ Shiemi says the name before really even thinking about it. Her gold eyes blinking, squinting in the sunlight and trying to make sure this wasn't some trick of the light. ]
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Voices that sound as though they are right next to her turn out to be across busy streets and shops. Reaching to help a fallen child up earns her a confused stare and a comment about how cold she feels, a coldness that Shiemi herself cannot feel. She avoids warmth from fire though, unable to shake off her unease and slight fear. Most of all, she realizes just how hungry she is and cannot bring herself to satisfy the sudden craving.
Perhaps coming into town was a mistake then.
Her stomach is a wreck of noises and she pulls the heavy cloak further around herself. It's a safety blanket more than anything but it helps to hide the bony protrusions that have have begun to appear along her neck and back. Most of all, the attached hood can help to hide her now sensitive eyes from the sun when it becomes too much. Still, the sun is nothing compared to the hunger she feels and passing by a bakery, she cannot help but stare longingly. Even though she wants nothing to do with the food on display, craving something far different, Shiemi wishes she could just eat this sort of thing again and be happy. It's only then that she's able to break away from thought of food long enough to realize someone is nearby, tapping on the glass and she looks over with a furrowed brow. In her ears, the sound is so loud that— ]
Yuki... ?
[ Shiemi says the name before really even thinking about it. Her gold eyes blinking, squinting in the sunlight and trying to make sure this wasn't some trick of the light. ]