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[Cloche woke up this morning, trying to figure out what was going on. She was ok with apparently being stuck in her room for the day. She's been to the library anyway, and she's got some books stockpiled.

It's now night and she's completely lost her mind. To her, she has no door out of this "tower", and she's trapped. Or she thinks. Cloche has opened the window to her room, is looking around frantically every so often yelling for help, and she can be seen pacing around, looking very much freaked out. Yes, Rapunzel is stuck and her hair ain't long enough to climb up.]

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[pepepepen.livejournal.com]

...I don't remember.

[mirrorblade.livejournal.com]

Well, I guess the important thing is that you're out of there now, right?

[pepepepen.livejournal.com]

Yes. Thank you very much, um...

[mirrorblade.livejournal.com]

Oh! My name's Claude. Claude C. Kenny. It's nice to meet you!

[pepepepen.livejournal.com]

Claude. It's nice to meet you. I'm Cloche. So, thank you very much, Claude. You've been a big help.

[mirrorblade.livejournal.com]

It was no problem. Really! [A little silly, maybe, but certainly no problem.] I'm just glad I could help. Are you going to be okay from here?

[pepepepen.livejournal.com]

I think so, yes. Do you know what's beyond here?

[mirrorblade.livejournal.com]

[Nothing too fairy tale-like that he can think of. Hmm.]

Well, I know there's a river nearby. [...] And the village isn't far from here, either!

[pepepepen.livejournal.com]

[:O! OH THAT'S RIGHT.]

I think I saw the river from my window. Perhaps the village too. [Or it's just your own memories overlapping with the fairy-tale ideas...]

[mirrorblade.livejournal.com]

I guess now that you're free, you can go and see them up close.

[pepepepen.livejournal.com]

Y-yes! [She is excite. :D Claude you are super nice.] Where is the river and how far is the village from here?

[mirrorblade.livejournal.com]

The river is just over there. [He turns, and gestures in that direction.] It's hard to miss. And if you go this way, [He gestures northward.] you'll reach the village.

[Or, well, the rest of the village. It might seem busier than this area, at the very least.]

[pepepepen.livejournal.com]

Thank you. I don't know how to repay you. If there's ever anything I can do, please let me know.

[mirrorblade.livejournal.com]

Don't worry about it. [He shakes his head.] I'm just glad everything's okay now.

[pepepepen.livejournal.com]

Well... all right. If you change your mind, please do tell me.

[mirrorblade.livejournal.com]

Sure, no problem. [Except it would be mean to take advantage of someone who's so obviously affected, so he probably won't do that.] Take care of yourself, okay?