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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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[She takes the tissues from him, before turning to try and get a look at her wings, revealing that the bottom of her ponytail looks a little...burnt.]
I don't think I'm hurt. Not really bad, anyway...
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Did something happen earlier?
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I thought maybe my hair would look nice if I straightened it, but...
Well...
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[He wouldn't know anything about hair straightening, so he's not really sure how that goes wrong, but...!]
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You got it. At least it's just the ends...! Probably should have read more about it, too.
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I wanna say it can't get any worse, but...stuff just kind of keeps happening today.
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You should try to be more careful. You really could've broken something just now.
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Yeah, I know, geez...!
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I was going to see if I could find some scissors.
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[That can't possibly go well!]
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Don't worry, I've kinda given up on that idea. The way my luck is going, I don't trust myself enough to try and fix my hair on my own. I'll probably just leave it and figure it out later.
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[Wait, was that a weird offer to make? Oops. He isn't sure.]
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[She looks down at the blood on her shirt.]
Blegh, I should probably go change into something that doesn't make me look like I've been in a fistfight...
[Still pinching her nose, she carefully starts up the stairs, but stops and turns back to him.]
Oh! And, um, thanks for your help!
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