ribbonbon: (sadness and worry)
Two Days worth of Introspection )

[She needs to get out.

In the late afternoon, Pilouette leaves her apartment and heads for her spot behind the school. She sits for a while, talking to anyone who approaches her, but she's unable to clear her head. It's not far enough. So she scuttles back to her apartment and packs her small messenger bag, before heading to the forest. She's not sure exactly where she's headed or for how long, but she goes. She feels just a little childish, like a little kid running away from home, but at the moment, she doesn't care. She walks and walks for a long time until she can't walk any more. She slumps down, leaning against a tree and stares at the ground.

And then, she cries for a long time.

But it's not until she decides to head back to the village in the early evening that she realizes...she's lost. In her hurry, she had forgotten a map and no matter how long she wanders around she can't seem to orient herself. So,reluctantly, Pilouette turns to the journal. When she speaks her voice is quiet and a bit shaky. She makes sure to cover the camera. Even like this, she's not quite ready to show her face after how she acted.]


U-Um...I'm sorry, but...

I think I got myself lost. Um, in the forest. Th-this is probably a lot of trouble after...after everything, but...

["Can someone help me?" As if anyone would want to help her after all the nasty things she said and the way she acted.]

...I'm sure I'll find my way back. I just didn't want anyone to think anything happened to me.

[She sits for a moment as she considers maybe asking for help. Instead, she abruptly ends the feed and goes back to wandering the forest.]
ribbonbon: (:D)
[AUDIO]

[Pilouette is still a little nervous about making announcements like these. While she's gained a little confidence as of late, she can't help but feel a little bit anxious. With a deep breath, turns on the audio function, and starts her announcement.]

H-Hi, everyone! Pilouette here! Um, I hope all you New Feathers are settling in okay! I know it can be tough, but...um...it gets a little easier after a while!

[She can't help but cringe inwardly as she says that. Being in Luceti may be easier after a while, but she's still not sure if getting used to being here is a good thing or not.]

And like, speaking of! I just wanted to tell everyone about the upcoming New Feather Party! This time, it's going to be a beach party! It'll be at 1:00 PM on the 18th at...um, at the beach. [She did already say it was a beach party...she frowns briefly, making a note to try scripting out her announcement next time.]

It'll be lots of fun and there will be a lot of food and stuff, too! But um...also...if anyone wants to make a dish to share with everyone then go ahead and bring something! Like a potluck, you know? I really hope I'll see you all then!

[ACTION]
[During the day Pilouette will be poking around the item shop, looking for beach-y summer-type things; beach balls, squirt guns, water balloons, beach chairs and the like. She'll also be putting up a few small posters about the party around the village in case anyone missed the announcement.

Later on, she'll be in the library (which she eventually decided probably wasn't a haunted death trap as she previously thought) looking for cookbooks and scribbling down notes and recipes.]

008

Jan. 21st, 2013 12:25 am
ribbonbon: (AAAAAAAAA)
Return from a mallynapping )

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. ]

[Voice]
[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.]]
ribbonbon: (Looking away)
[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!

[Action]

oh gosh, look at all that introspection. )

[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.]
ribbonbon: (geez...)
cut for all kinds of introspection and whatnot )

[So, after a change of clothes (she IS still pretty embarrassed and even if its not exactly a great disguise, maybe it will help) Pils is in her usual thinking spot sitting against the back wall of the school, fiddling with her cellphone. She has never felt more lucky about finding it than she does right now. She's looking at photos of family and friends, trying to curb her homesicknes, but as she reminisces, a thought plants itself into her mind. Though she's well aware of the difference between time at home and time in Luceti, it never quite stops bugging her. And thus, she turns to the journal, if only to try and get her mind off things.]

If you get older while you're here, you go back to being the same age when you get home, right? But what if it kept happening? Like you come here, stay for a year, go home, then come right back? Like, over and over. You'd be the same age for a super long time, right?
Wouldn't that be like, totally weird?

...And, um, to anyone I ran into over the weekend...Um, I'm sorry. Really sorry. I, um, wasn't myself, I guess? You know? Sorry.

...S...Sorry!

[action]

[For a while, she'll be behind the school, looking through the various photos on her cellphone, but eventually she remembers something she's been meaning to do. She had been thinking perhaps that she should get furniture of some sort after the experiment that took place a few months prior. Not because she especially wants it, but being trapped in a corner on a blanket while your floor has become a pool of lava isn't really the most fun experience and she would like to avoid it, just in case it happens again. So, one may run into her as she carries various bits of furniture to her apartment.

However...being nonathletic and generally not very strong, whatever she's taking has to be pretty light. So she'll be carrying folding chairs or a small plastic table and similar things.]
ribbonbon: (SO MUCH PANIC)
[It's summer. School is out. School is out and Pilouette has been left with an abundance of free time, having chickened out on asking to work in the Welcome Center. And having this sudden excess of free time, Pilouette finds herself a little bored. Back home, she at least had a moderate amount of chores to do to keep her busy every once in a while; she would clean the whole house from top to bottom, vacuuming, mopping...It's not that she particularly liked doing it, but it was something she had gotten used to.

However, now that she's living in an apartment, even if it is big enough for three people, there's quite a bit less to do. So having finished cleaning up a bit, she sets down the small vaccum she found in the item shop (a find she was quite happy about) she starts heading to her room and, with the intention of making herself useful, she nervously takes to the journal.]


Hey, um,...this is probably like, super weird, but does anyone need any help with any around the house-type stu-

[As she pulls open the door to her room, she stops short, her eyes widening. As the journal slips from her hand, she lets out a high pitched screech.]

Ehhh…that’s not a very cute sound at all.

[The video shows…a panda. Literally, a panda going through some of Pilouette’s things.]

Where do you keep the bamboo? I haven’t eaten in so long that I’m light-headed.

Wh...What are you...?!

[The sound of retreating footsteps can be heard from off frame only to return seconds later. Within moments Pilouette is upon the panda and...starts vacuuming him? He falls over immediately, almost as if he’s intimidated by the vacuum.]



Uwaaa--! Don’t suck me up!

[While flailing, he manages to knock over Pil’s journal ending the feed…but he’s not going anywhere anytime soon.]

[ooc; Joint post from Pilouette and Panda! Panda will reply to most if not all threads himself. He’ll either talk with Pils or just start his own, depending on how conversation goes.]

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