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[First aid.
Pilouette has never really had much of an interest in medicine, nor has she ever thought medical work of any kind was within her capabilities. However, Precis did have a point. Since Pilouette wanted a way to contribute and be useful, first aid would be a pretty good skill to learn, especially if her luck finally ran out and she suddenly found herself being drafted.
So, a little apprehensively, she turns to the journals.]
U-Um! I was wondering if, um, if anyone could maybe...teach me first aid? I mean, I'm not asking anyone to do it for nothing! Really! I can clean really well and um, I can cook a little! I-I'd just really like to learn how to do it!
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[ She hoped that she would have left within months of arriving, but with everything she had experienced the time had passed quickly and before she knew it, Pilouette had been in Luceti for a whole year. She had been through experiments, seen things she though were impossible, met people who couldn't have possibly existed back home, faced the reality of death, made new friends...and lost a few, convincing herself each time that it was better for them to go because they got to go home. However, part of her always wished they would have stayed just a little longer, as the possibility of her never seeing them again was high. Of course, she didn't want to admit to feeling that way. She thought to do so would be childish and selfish and she was practically an adult by now. As such, she was clearly past such things.
Right?
Even a year later, she remembers that first day clearly. She awoke in the snow and, thinking herself dead, began to panic, screaming and flailing, only realizing how cold she was after being calmed down by various other captives of the enclosure. She remembers sulking alone, just trying to adjust and wrap her mind around it. When she was younger, moving overseas or even just moving across town was enough to make her upset enough to cry and withdraw. It amazes her at times that she's held up as well as she has, though she's sure it's due to the people she's met. Plus, having been in Luceti for a year, she's gotten a little better at adjusting to sudden changes.
Just a little, she's sure. ]
[It occurs to her only now how long she might have been sitting in the snow in the middle of the forest on that first day in Luceti, sniveling and crying, if not for someone happening upon her and helping her find her way. And so later that day, dressed for the weather (along with her fake glasses, as they did always make her feel a just little less nervous) and with a small bag containing her journal, a little bit of food and a blanket, she walks off into the forest, just in case The Malnosso have seen fit to dump any New Feathers in the forest.
However, that's only part of the reason she sets off on her little adventure. Though she realizes that being stuck in this place for a year isn't something to celebrate or treat as a special occasion, she feels she should do something. She's decided to try and find the spot where she first arrived. Pilouette knows full well it won't really help anything and she's not even sure if she can even recall quite what it looked like as the area was covered with snow (her state of panic didn't help either) but Pils thinks that maybe she'll remember if she sees it.
Spoiler Alert: She probably won't.]
Pilouette has never really had much of an interest in medicine, nor has she ever thought medical work of any kind was within her capabilities. However, Precis did have a point. Since Pilouette wanted a way to contribute and be useful, first aid would be a pretty good skill to learn, especially if her luck finally ran out and she suddenly found herself being drafted.
So, a little apprehensively, she turns to the journals.]
U-Um! I was wondering if, um, if anyone could maybe...teach me first aid? I mean, I'm not asking anyone to do it for nothing! Really! I can clean really well and um, I can cook a little! I-I'd just really like to learn how to do it!
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[ She hoped that she would have left within months of arriving, but with everything she had experienced the time had passed quickly and before she knew it, Pilouette had been in Luceti for a whole year. She had been through experiments, seen things she though were impossible, met people who couldn't have possibly existed back home, faced the reality of death, made new friends...and lost a few, convincing herself each time that it was better for them to go because they got to go home. However, part of her always wished they would have stayed just a little longer, as the possibility of her never seeing them again was high. Of course, she didn't want to admit to feeling that way. She thought to do so would be childish and selfish and she was practically an adult by now. As such, she was clearly past such things.
Right?
Even a year later, she remembers that first day clearly. She awoke in the snow and, thinking herself dead, began to panic, screaming and flailing, only realizing how cold she was after being calmed down by various other captives of the enclosure. She remembers sulking alone, just trying to adjust and wrap her mind around it. When she was younger, moving overseas or even just moving across town was enough to make her upset enough to cry and withdraw. It amazes her at times that she's held up as well as she has, though she's sure it's due to the people she's met. Plus, having been in Luceti for a year, she's gotten a little better at adjusting to sudden changes.
Just a little, she's sure. ]
[It occurs to her only now how long she might have been sitting in the snow in the middle of the forest on that first day in Luceti, sniveling and crying, if not for someone happening upon her and helping her find her way. And so later that day, dressed for the weather (along with her fake glasses, as they did always make her feel a just little less nervous) and with a small bag containing her journal, a little bit of food and a blanket, she walks off into the forest, just in case The Malnosso have seen fit to dump any New Feathers in the forest.
However, that's only part of the reason she sets off on her little adventure. Though she realizes that being stuck in this place for a year isn't something to celebrate or treat as a special occasion, she feels she should do something. She's decided to try and find the spot where she first arrived. Pilouette knows full well it won't really help anything and she's not even sure if she can even recall quite what it looked like as the area was covered with snow (her state of panic didn't help either) but Pils thinks that maybe she'll remember if she sees it.
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[Pilouette's frown deepens. Now she's sure that something is up. Considering that they were just talking about it, she wonders if it has anything to do with her penalty...]
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Nope. I think you're mistaken, Pilouette. We were probably just talking about yours or something. I remember talking about yours.
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A little nervous, she does her best to force a little smile.]
O-Oh...Um, you think so?
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[She feels a bit bad for forcing out her own opinion on Pilouette. Precis knows that she isn't going to argue it. After a moment of thinking, she decides to add something else. No, it is strange. And she shouldn't just try to ignore it.]
...Rin said something like that, too.
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...Precis, we...we've definitely talked about your dad before. You told me about him. And how you guys used to build stuff and...um...I'm wondering if this is...
Um...
[Her courage falters a little bit. She's just the tiniest bit scared to suggest that this might be Precis's penalty when she can't be sure herself.]
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[It doesn't seem to bother her.] When you think about it, I'm kinda lucky. If I can't remember something, I really can't miss it. [But now she feels...a bit cold. What exactly is she missing, exactly? How much is she missing? Time to put on a brave face, though. It's Pilouette here.]
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[While she is initially a little surprised at Precis's response...She wonders if she's just saying that to keep her from worrying. Pilouette knows she would probably do the same. However, Precis does tend to keep a pretty cool head about things like this...For now, she tries to smile. It might be bad to push it right after the possibility has come up.]
Y...Yeah, maybe you're right. P-Plus, the way things go around here, it probably won't be permanent, right?
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[Her subject change isn't smooth.]
...Man, that was bad, even for me.
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[Pils lets out an uneasy kind of chuckle. Even if Precis doesn't seem particularly worried about it, Pilouette figures this whole thing must be at least a little weird for her. Having had her own memories messed with in the past, she knows it's not the easiest thing to deal with.]
But since you mentioned it...it's been going okay. I think I'm going to focus on baking things that are easy to carry. That way I can have a snack or two the next time I explore the forest!
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[With Pilouette, Precis feels comfortable enough to admit that it worries her a little, but that's a pretty big step for her.]
That's a good idea. It's not like you can walk around with a cake. Unless they're really small...[...this sounds like an idea.] So...what're you gonna do now?
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And I'll probably explore the forest even more after today! I mean, it would be nice to know where I'm going around there since so many people get dumped there year round. Plus, it might be kind of fun. Like a nature walk or something...!
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I should probably get back, though. As much fun as that sounds, I have a few things I need to finish today. [Like...thinking. And making herself lots of chocolate crepes and probably not eating any of them.]
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Okay...But if you decide you want to hang out or talk or anything, let me know, okay? I've always got my journal on me and I probably won't get too far into the forest.