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[When Pilouette wakes up in the morning, she finds that the Malnosso at least had the decency to put her back where they got her. While she's glad to be back, overall she's still pretty upset about the whole thing. Though, she admits to herself, it's probably amazing that she got through a whole year without being specifically targeted and experimented on. The past week is pretty fuzzy. She can hardly remember what happened to her while she was in the Malnosso's custody. It kind of makes her wish she wasn't such a heavy sleeper; it probably made it that much easier for the droids to grab her.

She sits for a moment just blinking her eyes, trying to shake off the groggy feeling the experimentation has left her with. As she sits, she figures it's probably a good idea to let her friends know that she's back, safe and sound (relatively speaking). And if she's going to do that, she has to make herself look presentable first. She climbs out of bed...

...and finds that there now seems to be a much greater drop from her bed to the floor.

The fact that there's a drop at all is worrying. As she sits on the floor, she looks up only to find that the Malnosso have taken her down a few pegs. About four feet worth of pegs to more specific. She now stands at just over a foot tall, now unable to even reach the top of her bed. What follows is approximately five minutes of screaming and flailing as Pilouette simultaneously panics and curses the Malnosso for what they've done.

See, this is why she's always saying mean things about them.

After a while, she does her best to get her head together. She's seventeen. That's practically an adult, right? She can handle this. She can so handle this. She can so totally handle this. First things first! Let her friends know she's okay! Her journal seems to be on top of her bed, though...So she'll just head out and tell them in person! But she quickly finds she can't quite reach the doorknob of her apartment door. She starts moving her only chair towards the door, but finds that she probably wouldn't be able to climb up onto it once she got it there. She can't handle this. She really can't handle this. She just super totally can't handle this.

More screaming. More flailing.

After a few moments, she starts to scramble around her apartment, trying to find something she can use to get out of this predicament. To think she had finally started getting somewhere, learning all kinds of helpful things, working hard so she could contribute and help others...and now she couldn't even open the door to her apartment on her own.

Eventually, she bumps into a table, knocking down a hand mirror and she does not like what she sees. Along with her new height, or lack thereof, she looks more like a crane game prize than she does a teenage girl. ]

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[Making a point to cover up the camera, Pilouette finally gets it together enough to put out a message on the journals. Hopefully, no one will notice her voice sounds just a bit higher pitched than usual.]

It's, um, Pils. Just...Just wanted to let people know that, uh, I'm back now! And I'm pretty much okay! A-Also, uh...

[No. Don't ask. Don't even ask. This is terrible. Embarrassing, even. But, after a moment of thought she sighs. Even if she is practically an adult, at present, she's barely over a foot tall. If she can't get out of her apartment, she can't do anything...]

If someone in Community House 4 could come and open the door to Apartment 9 on the second floor, you would really be helping me a lot. I-It shouldn't be locked either. ...Th-Thanks.

[Action]

[From the 21st through the 25th, Pilouette will be attempting to go about her business as normal. That's what an adult would do, right? She's sure she'll be just fine! However, her current state of smallness is only proving to make mundane tasks more difficult. She's literally having to try and climb into her schooldesk, those high shelves at the grocery are suddenly quite a bit higher and...well. Doors. She'll probably even drop by the bakery a few times during the week for a mood raiser.

Plus, those in CH4 may find her doing her best to clean up or even shoving around chairs in the kitchen in an attempt to reach the counters and cook her meals as usual, with little success.]

[[ooc: Feel free to run into her at anytime during the weekdays. By Saturday morning, she'll be back to normal.]]

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You were gone?

[...Wait no, that's rude]

--Err, I mean, you're really okay? Not messed up or nothing?

[She hadn't really expected Rin to notice. After all, it's not like they hang out all the time or anything. She's not even sure if they're actually "friends" or just "people who are okay with eachother."

Still, though, geez.]

I mean...w-well, I'm not completely normal, but...I don't feel sick or anything. So, uh, that's good.

ribbonbon - 2013-03-14 06:16 (UTC) - Expand

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rashness - 2013-03-14 21:09 (UTC) - Expand

Ehhhh, you were gone? I didn't even notice at all!

[Like most things, Panda says this like he's proud of himself for not noticing.

And if Pilouette is extremely observant to sounds, she'll hear a door opening from the same hallway. Looks like Panda is coming to help her...!]

You didn't notice at all?! And you live right next door, too!

[She's too busy griping at him to pay attention, so she doesn't hear that door outside.]

I guess I shouldn't be surprised...! You're like, so totally self-centered.

[He tucks his journal into his panda pocket.]

I'm really good at sleeping...! There's not a lot that will wake me up, Pilouette. Where are you?

What does that have to do with anything?! Doesn't that just make you extra lazy or something?

[Even if she's the same way, but she's not even going to mention that.]

And what do you mean, where am I? I'm in my apart...ment...

[Huh. He sounded awfully close just then. She puts down her journal and turns toward the door. ...No. NO. He's not, is he?!]

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