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Urrgh, I think that last experiment made me sick. I think it was the teleporting and then being... something I shouldn't be. But thank you, all the same, to those that helped me when I was a child. But now, what's the best way to start feeling better?
[She knows that something isn't right, at least.
Upon any suggestion, she might be seen at Seventh Heaven grabbing some soup, and then to the tea house for tea.
She'll be looking more drunk, stumbling home. Being feverish while out and about does that to a person. There may or may not be a trip into the fountain to cool down!] | | |
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[The evening breeze was enough to stir her from the sleep she had been in. It was an unexpected awakening, and when she had stirred enough from half-sleep, she sat in awe of her surroundings. Flowers. Grass. Lots of trees. She was sleeping in a patch of flowers, as well.
They... hadn't achieved Metafalica, had they? Had she forgotten? Cloche honestly couldn't remember at the moment, it was so foggy! Her head hurt now.
After a few minutes of trying to collect her thoughts, she stood, trying to get a better idea of where she might have been. She walked for a little while, until she found a stream of water. This... was this really Metafalss, or Metafalica? In her time away, though it wasn't very long in Luceti, it was long enough in the real world for her to not remember the place that had held her captive for seven months.
Eventually, Cloche found herself coming into the village. It didn't look like Mint Block. Where had she found herself?
Still, Cloche will be wandering around in the village near sunset, complete in a New Feather dress. Maybe she could find someone to tell her where she was? She could only hope.] | | |
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After the dust had settled from a not-panty-thief and things had been quiet, all was well the rest of that night and the following day. Cloche had been out and about during the day, shopping, getting some new clothes (and underclothes that Ceodore had accidentally ripped), even some new Gergo products that had filtered into Luceti. How she found them was anyone's guess, but now she had a full set of Gergo plushes: a small, mid-sized, and a large one that had been occupying the head of her bed when she wasn't sleeping. The three she had gotten sat proudly next to one another, with a Pepen plush not far from them. All had been well that day, though she had been feeling tired and lethargic the latter half of the day - something that had happened on and off in Luceti. Remnants from Hibernation, though she had no way of knowing that. So, after a cup of tea and something small to eat, she was ready to settle into bed. She never made it there. She was sent home before she could touch her bed. All that was really a reminder that she had been there was the plushes she had acquired during her seven-month stay in Luceti. Cloche would awake in Metafalss with no memories of... ...what was it again? It was just a fleeting memory when she awoke in the bed she had been resting in, a forgotten dream. Now, she was waiting for Luca to sing Implanta and save the IPDs who were losing their minds, quite literally, but unbeknownst to her, she'd be singing it to save everyone. See you at the end of the week, Luceti. Someone take good care of her plushes for her, the Gergo and Pepen ones especially. She'll want them safe when she returns. | | |
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[What the journal picks up is the sound of one groggy teenager stirring out of slumber. Ceodore's only half awake when he sits up, half sprawled in a laundry basket, dressed in New Feather clothing. He goes to rub his face, only to find a pair of ladies' knickers draped over his head.]
Wh-what?! This is... WHOA!
Where am I-I-- aaaaah!
[In trying to get up and attempt to figure out where in the moon he is, where everyone else is, and why he's in a basket of underthings, he gets his foot hooked in a bra strap and faceplants right into Cloche's unmentionables.]
[...meanwhile, Cloche is out in the common room and making her way back into her room when she hears a voice and a thud.
Ceodore's journal is going to pick up the sound of frantic footfalls, and then a scream. A loud one.
And a voice that would be incredibly recognizable:]
Wh... WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY UNDERCLOTHES?! PERVERT! LECHER!
[there's another scream and then the sound of... well, nothing too terribly heavy being thrown. The most Cloche has is plushies in her room, and those are being thrown at the poor New Feather who had the most awkward appearing place ever.]
[ooc: responses will be from both Cloche and Ceodore, if you'd like! If you want just one of them, put their name in the subject line~] | | |
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[Well this week had sucked, hadn't it? First Roy didn't remember anything, and now when she definitely needed someone she held close to hear her out after trying to shoot Replekia at the barrier...
Touma was gone.
She hadn't ever been in his room, but when it was devoid of things that would have made it his, with a goodbye/apology from him...?
So she sat on what was his bed and cried. A lot. The Malnosso were taking a toll on her pretty nicely this week, weren't they? If anything else were to happen...
After a little bit of time, and when she had slowed down the crying and gone back to her own room, she cracks open her journal and makes a quick message as best she can:]
Touma Kamijou has... he's left.
[Her voice was starting to crack again, it was best to end that message there.] | | |
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[After having a few days to really think things over about the Malnosso and what they do to everyone here, Cloche has a message for them. Whether or not they actually respond to it is a different story, but she figures they'll at least see it. Maybe give it a listen. Probably laugh. But who cares, she wants to vent frustration at them and that's exactly what she's going to do.]( not cut ICly, but if you hit play... )
[After her... very Holy Maiden speech to the powers that (not) be (listenin'), Cloche is going to go out into the forest. Pretty far out into the forest.
And she's going to sing.
What she sings doesn't matter. She's going to try to bring the barrier down with Replekia. So that giant, orbital laser you see hangin' in the sky, chargin' its lasers? Yeah, that'd be one pretty angry I.P.D. reyvateil. Lucky for the Malnosso the power of Replekia is watered down a lot. If you wander close enough, you might just hear her singing...] | | |
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[For someone who is actually really... hectic on the inside, right now she sounds pretty chill.]I'm sure I'm not alone in a final decision on going home for a day not being made immediately. How are others taking this news, I wonder? What's keeping you from making a decision? Knowing what waits for me in Metafalss is making me... apprehensive about returning.
 [After her initial voice post, she attempts to filter the next part of her transmission. It's a fully working filter, but some of those names... she doesn't know if they belong to a male or female. Cloche's only really trying to talk to the girls around Luceti, but, well...
Maybe she'll get advice from guys alike too?
But now she loses her cool exterior that she had previously to devolve into a normal, totally-not-a-princess girl.][Filtered to only girls, 100% (and maybe some accidental guys too)]Wh-what do you wear for a d... date? How do you dress, or... S-should I try to find m-makeup? Rrrrrgh, I've never done this before, what do I even do?! How do I go about this?! [ooc: safe to assume that if she knows you and you're male? She's filtered it away from her guyfriends. But some of those usernames, she just isn't sure. Make fun of her, give her advice, GO HOG WILD.] | | |
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[Cloche has some things to think about. That man from the Malnosso said that they were able to go home.
( home. (cut for tl;dr) )
[So for now, Cloche is sitting in the plaza, of course bundled up in warm clothes due to the weather, thinking about... well, everything.
Surprise her though, and you may get a quick burst of Song Magic in your face, just a warning!] | | |
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[Cloche has found that there's a lot of chocolate around today. Why? She has no idea. But this? This is the BEST PLACE right now. She'll be found at the fountain today, trying to decide which piece of chocolate to eat first.
She's mainly locked to Roy, but anyone else is free to come bother her.] | | |
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[Cloche can be heard cooking. Or trying to. She's talking to herself a lot, mostly about measurements, how much batter she should be using, if she should add something more, and so on. After a few minutes, there is a delighted shout, and the sound quickly turns to a video, with Cloche looking incredibly surprised, and then a shot of her almost (slightly burnt around the edges and a little lumpy) perfect pancakes.]
I-I didn't know I could do this! With more practice, I can make them perfectly! While they're easy to make, I know I need to learn more, but-- aaah, I can't wait to learn more!
[And a switch back to Cloche's face, complete with a GIANT SMILE]
Th-thank you, Sanji! I really can't wait to learn more! | | |
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