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She would stir fitfully at first, not willing to give up the gentle caress of unconsciousness. But the body would become aware of pressure, and she would have to sit up and fish the chamber pot from under the bed. Not always, but most days. Bleary-eyed, she would pat at the table beside the bed...

Lumiko Age25 SpeciesLeast Weasel PronounsShe/Her SizeSmall BuildFrail RankSister PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: A haggard face with darkened eyes, dust-red fur without any sheen, a cream-white bib and belly that looks like a pale, drab grey. Drooping whiskers, a scabbed pink nose...