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24th-Oct-2012 01:50 pm - [action/written]
[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.]
implanta: (don't hurt me)
27th-Dec-2011 10:06 pm - [action]
[Wee num ra... Wee jyel ra...

It was what she wanted right now. To keep her eyes closed and to ignore everything. Maybe if she continued down the path in her mind's eye, it would stay that way?

This mallynapping wasn't so pleasant. Dried blood still clung to her hair where the bots had smacked her head, and overall the Maiden of the Grand Bell was roughed up, discarded in the snow near the village.

I'm not feeling anything... I'm lonely...

It was what she wanted... right? Cloche, at this point, was willing herself to stay asleep. She'd make the memories go away again, just like she did before. But until they were gone, she wanted to stay asleep. Would she? Even Cloche didn't know. She'd try her best though.]


[ooc: Cloche won't be very responsive :|;; but if a few people come across her, THREAD LIKE THE WIND, GET NEW CR. Cloche'll wake up at some point.]
implanta: (eyes closed)
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