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004 [video/action] [Forward dated to Friday Morning]
[Video/Action for CH 4]
[When the video feed switches on, there's a bit of a bounce, as if the journal has just opened upon been dropped. When it finally stops, one can see a crooked view of a set of stairs. Seconds later, there's a sharp yelp and the camera catches a brief glimpse of a certain blonde teenager tumbling past, down the stairs, followed by the loud thud of her smacking into a wall. But fear not, this is no act of violence. Just a clumsy teen being clumsy.]
Ow...ow ow owwww...!
[For a minute or so, one can hear a few whines and quiet hisses of pain.]
Mmmrrrgghh... S...Stupid wings...! Ow... Okay. Just need to...get up. Ooogh, first my hair and now this...!
[Apparently, Pilouette has forgotten she even dropped the journal because after a few seconds, it gets some good footage of her feet shakily shuffling forward, right before she trips over it and, letting out a loud shriek, gets a nice faceful of STAIRS just as the feed cuts out.]
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[Later, after putting on a different set of clothes, Pils heads out to the grocery because there's one thing that always makes her feel better on a crappy day: BAKING~! At least the bad weather from the past week has cleared up. There's a chance one may run into her at the grocery or on the way back. Either way, with the way her luck is going, she's pretty paranoid and just trying not to make things worse for herself, so she'll be stepping carefully.]
[Later in the afternoon, Pilouette can be found sitting outside, behind the school, stuffing herself with sweets and generally beingA DEGENERATE PUNK a mopey little sourpuss.]
((ooc: Feel free to indirectly/accidentally cause bad things to happen! It's like a big festival of bad luck!))
[When the video feed switches on, there's a bit of a bounce, as if the journal has just opened upon been dropped. When it finally stops, one can see a crooked view of a set of stairs. Seconds later, there's a sharp yelp and the camera catches a brief glimpse of a certain blonde teenager tumbling past, down the stairs, followed by the loud thud of her smacking into a wall. But fear not, this is no act of violence. Just a clumsy teen being clumsy.]
Ow...ow ow owwww...!
[For a minute or so, one can hear a few whines and quiet hisses of pain.]
Mmmrrrgghh... S...Stupid wings...! Ow... Okay. Just need to...get up. Ooogh, first my hair and now this...!
[Apparently, Pilouette has forgotten she even dropped the journal because after a few seconds, it gets some good footage of her feet shakily shuffling forward, right before she trips over it and, letting out a loud shriek, gets a nice faceful of STAIRS just as the feed cuts out.]
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[Later, after putting on a different set of clothes, Pils heads out to the grocery because there's one thing that always makes her feel better on a crappy day: BAKING~! At least the bad weather from the past week has cleared up. There's a chance one may run into her at the grocery or on the way back. Either way, with the way her luck is going, she's pretty paranoid and just trying not to make things worse for herself, so she'll be stepping carefully.]
[Later in the afternoon, Pilouette can be found sitting outside, behind the school, stuffing herself with sweets and generally being
((ooc: Feel free to indirectly/accidentally cause bad things to happen! It's like a big festival of bad luck!))
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Do you promise not to laugh?
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I promise! Seriously, I won't laugh even a little!
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[She lowers her voice, her gaze drifting off to the side. She embarrassed to admit this, but...]
I tripped on my shoelaces and fell down the stairs.
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Ah, that sound like it would hurt a whole lot..
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A sprain's not so bad. Like, it totally could have been worse, right?
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Still, that sounds like pretty bad luck to have that happen to you! I've never fallen like that before. ... Well, I've tripped, but just on the floor!
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[ yes, she still remembers that whole talk and it's just.. downright freaking her out right now. ]
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Y-You don't really think that...?! But I've never even been in the library!
[She's starting to get a little scared now. So much that she kind of...squeezes that bag of flour she's holding, causing the bottom to rip and sending all that flour spilling on to her shoes. She stares at her flour covered feet for a second before...]
A...AAAGH! W-What kind of jerk ghost curses someone it doesn't even know?!
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[ Usagi is jumping away once the flour falls, though - she doesn't want to get cursed as well now, eep!! ]
I-it's horrible though, being cursed by the library ghost.. We have to find some way to help you get rid of it!
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[ freaking out more and more, it's a downward spiral at this point. ]
No waaay, I'm still too young to be cursed, have mercy! [ covering her head with her arms now. ]
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[Because they can't just let a ghost run amok around Luceti, right?]
...Hey...Maybe it only curses people who haven't been in there! Because really, it should have gotten people who have been in the library first, right?!
[Flawed logic, but...]
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Come on, come on! If you go into the library, maybe it'll be cursed!
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D-Do you really think so!?
[ action ] ugh I meant *cured up there, sorry..
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... Oh, I got it..! Maybe it's Luceti's haunted house, or something like that! Except instead of a house, it's a library!
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[She shivers just a little.]
Well as long as I get uncursed, I'm willing to go in! I hope we'll be okay in there, though...!
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We will be! The important part is just that the two of us keep sticking together no matter what..!
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[She's still trying to convince herself here, but Usagi is making her feel a little more positive.]
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