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[Being kidnapped for nearly two weeks was not Cloche's ideal vacation from Luceti. Neither was being dropped into a cold fountain in a New Feather dress, for that matter. Had she been unconscious when that happened - and she had been! - she wasn't any longer. Cloche flails and yells - or she thinks she does - and flops around like a fish out of water before realizing where she was. Then... oh, yeah it's cold! Practically leaps out of the water. She'll wrap her arms around herself, and start the trudge back to her room.]
[A little later, once she gets back home and into warmer clothes, she'll be writing in her journal, most strange for her.]
I've been returned.
... the Malnosso have taken my ability to speak. I guess it was for talking back to them while I was in their... "care" for nearly two weeks.
[At least, that would be her guess.]
[A little later, once she gets back home and into warmer clothes, she'll be writing in her journal, most strange for her.]
I've been returned.
... the Malnosso have taken my ability to speak. I guess it was for talking back to them while I was in their... "care" for nearly two weeks.
[At least, that would be her guess.]
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I know all too well what that's like. I'm sorry.
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A death penalty.
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...Yes. I have. During the invasion of this place, and on drafts.
[A pause, and he feels a need to add.]
But I've always returned.
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So you've died more than once here. I'm sorry.
[She means that, too.]
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It's all right. It's the burden that I must bear... all of those times I failed to stay alive.
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..most curious.
Spock approaches with caution.]
Are you in need of assistance?
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What the hell. This was not what she asked for! So she'll just. Stare at Spock. Because what else can she really do?]
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[For now Spock takes off his blue uniform shirt revealing a long sleeved black undershirt, holds it in one hand while the other hand reaches over the lip of the fountain...offering it to the now soaked woman.]
Due to your current state, your core temperature will drop and cause detrimental effects to your physiology... I suggest you wear my shirt until we can get you more sufficient, dry clothing.
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You are without your voice? This seems to be a common occurrence in Luceti. Am I to believe that this is due to the Malnosso?
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If you would point to your location?
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I will escort you to your residence. Will anyone be there?
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Of curse you would be serius I know you aren't a liar
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I'm not thrilled about it. I'd rather be talking. But, as I mentioned before, the Malnosso probably heard enough out of me while I was there, so they thought to punish me.
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Dos yur throat hurt?
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[Though she tries it anyway.]
Maybe it hurts a little bit.
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You'd think they'd have a thicker skin than that. After all, I probably called them worse things when they kidnapped me that one time.
[When they didn't keep him drugged and sedated to the gills.]
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[She likes having her senses in tact, thank you very much.]
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Anyway. If I don't dwell on it too much, perhaps I won't view it as terrible. Are you perhaps a New Feather here?
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