What was this place...?
Oichi only questioned her surroundings for a moment. Between the inherent knowledge granted her, and her own lapse in attention, it would not be helped. The room she found herself in was bare, save for the bed she herself sat upon. Somehow, she knew this was meant for her... The slow motion to lay down was automatic, until the young woman’s cheek was resting upon her folded hands.
“I see. Ichi will rest... just for a little while...”
For better or worse, it seemed her nap would have to wait. No sooner had she closed her eyes before the door opened. Oichi herself did not react, seemingly already half asleep, but a large, shadowy hand was quick to shoot up from the mattress at her side, almost threateningly. It hesitated, though, instead of attacking.
While the limb held itself back, the woman beneath finally lifted her head, eyes half-open while she regarded who had arrived.
“Ah...”
She did not have to ask, she could sense the importance of the one before her.
“You... you must be the one...”
Her movements were slow as she pushed herself back up to a sitting position, almost as though to get a better look at her master, though her gaze permanently seemed lost, more than anything.
“The one who commands Ichi...”
@miercius
