selphie_t | 69th Draw = Confusion abound [Voice/Action to those who want it.]

[Selphie's been safely returned from the draft despite the fact that the fighting and sudden shift back into the village has taken every ounce of energy she had in her system right back out. She remembers arriving near the fountain and sitting down before passing out. She remembers someone picking her up but not the name of who had done it. She'll see the sandwich on the bedside table and smiles softly at the gesture. Whoever it was, Selphie owes them a world of thanks for their thoughtfulness.

This incident was approximately fourteen hours ago as Selphie sits up far too quick for her sore and protesting body. She falls back into her bed and lays there for a good half hour or so before taking another, slower shot at moving around. She's stiff as a board from the intensity of the mission as she goes through a series of stretches to help releave some of her discomfort. A couple ibuprofen will further help with aches before a shower and the munching of a sandwich is had.

She settles back into bed as she reaches for her journal. She knows that she's tired and overdid it in every way possible but the perky brunette doesn't regret her actions in the least. She doesn't have a clue where Ceodore is but sincerely hopes that he's okay. Between him and Archie, they've given her quite the scare and the look on her face shows it plainly. She doesn't bother hiding it behind a faked smile this time. Selphie doesn't like it in the least but she knows that there's nothing to be done about it.]

So tired... I'll be going back to sleep soon.

Has everybody made it back to the village okay? How're things in the village right now? And... who brought me home? Thank you to whoever you are.

Now then... can somone tell me where Archie, Ceodore and Mister Hornblower have wound up?

And uh... if anybody decides to come calling, you'll have to let yourself in. Community Building 3, first floor, room four. Just... ignore the mess right now.

Right... anywho... time for some more sleep. I'm bushed.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Much more complicated than using a bow.

There must be people here that are trained to use them.

Firing a gun can hurt you just as much as being shot by it.

What a practical, useful weapon.

[Says the man with swords over half his height.]

Uh... Cecil?

Yes, Selphie?

Can we talk about something else now? Please?

Of course! So. Hot chocolate. With or without marshmallows?

[Selphie smiles softly at the change in topic.]

With!

Do you happen to have any we could add to the chocolate I brought?

Just a second!

[And this is where Selphie drags her chair behind her toward the candy cupboard. Yes, the candy cupboard because the sweethearts have awful sweettooths. Selphie stands up on the chair and pulls out a partially eaten bag of mini marshmallows with a thoughtful frown.]

This bag was full the other day...

[Tsk. You kids had better brush your teeth properly.]

Yet for some reason, I find myself completely unsurprised by its current state. Unless you took it immediately before the draft?

[Oh they are.]

Well... I wanted to try making those rice krispie squares I'd read about in a cookbook. I'll have to get some more.

[Said as she makes a mental note to hide the next bag so they don't pull a Houdini.]

Hide them beneath a pile of musty scholarly books. They'll be safe there.

It has sugar in it, Cecil. He'll sniff it out.

Ask Kain to hide it in his belongings, then. He'll never look there.

And then I'll have to go marching over there to bother him to get them back.

We just got past the glaring phase and we're down to frowning!

Give it a few years, and you'll reach the "quick wry smile" stage!

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