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85th Draw ♪ Laced with Pain
[Selphie had somehow managed to survive the attack from the Malnosso's superbot by the skin of her teeth and she paying for it now. Adrenaline had gotten her through the attack but now, she felt like she'd been run over by a bus. Her visible lack of armor had just about had her done in as she'd been put to bed in House 11 and hadn't left it since. Her energy was drained and she was feeling lifeless after discovering the full joys of Luceti's power cap and the after affect of using her stronger limit break. All the sugar in the world couldn't perk her up at the moment as she dozes in her room.
She dreams of the Weapon's back home before they transform into the bot that'd just about killed her and Adell. She sees those swords flying straight for her in the dream and she wakes up with a start. There's a brief cry of pain before she sinks back into the pillows and ponders what she's going to do with herself until this current round of injuries heals itself up. She glances over at the small bottle of pills they'd given her for the pain but they made her ill and she didn't like taking them unless she absolutely had to. Selphie's a stubborn girl but even then there's really only so much that she can take.
It left her with a lot of time to think about everything.
She'd been in Luceti for almost two years. She'd loved and lost for the first time and even now it still left her feeling empty inside. Just thinking about Ceodore was enough to bring her to tears but she hadn't cried since he'd left. There wasn't anything to feel sad about anymore. She'd lost more friends to Luceti than she'd ever lost in Trabia.
Selphie keeps moving forward. She's not really sure herself what keeps driving her forward these days but it's there. A little piece at the back of her mind that keeps telling her keep going the only way she knew how. Granted, Selphie's twisted sense of logic usually ends up getting into her fair share of trouble as she eventually pulls her journal and begins flipping through it. She was a bit out of the loop and wanted to check up on news.
The New Feather season was basically over with so what else was there to do?]
Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow... okay, that hurt...
So... to the lovely people in the armour shop and I do believe you know who you are... I need some armor but I kinda feel like a giant bruise at the moment so that might have to wait.
[The shuffle of fabric can be heard along with a slightly more than muttered string of expletives.]
Will kill for an X-Potion by the way... Or any type of potion really. I've got more important things to do than stay in bed all day. We gotta find out about those droids that attacked the Battle Dome --
[A sharp intake of breath can be heard before Selphie sinks back into the pillows with a frustrated growl. She moved a bit too fast and is currently reaping the rewards of pulled muscles singing a chorus of agony.
Really now. Whichever Doctor was looking after Selphie might want to tell her to lay back down.]
Okay. Lying back down now.
[Filtered to Adell]
Hey... how ya doing?
She dreams of the Weapon's back home before they transform into the bot that'd just about killed her and Adell. She sees those swords flying straight for her in the dream and she wakes up with a start. There's a brief cry of pain before she sinks back into the pillows and ponders what she's going to do with herself until this current round of injuries heals itself up. She glances over at the small bottle of pills they'd given her for the pain but they made her ill and she didn't like taking them unless she absolutely had to. Selphie's a stubborn girl but even then there's really only so much that she can take.
It left her with a lot of time to think about everything.
She'd been in Luceti for almost two years. She'd loved and lost for the first time and even now it still left her feeling empty inside. Just thinking about Ceodore was enough to bring her to tears but she hadn't cried since he'd left. There wasn't anything to feel sad about anymore. She'd lost more friends to Luceti than she'd ever lost in Trabia.
Selphie keeps moving forward. She's not really sure herself what keeps driving her forward these days but it's there. A little piece at the back of her mind that keeps telling her keep going the only way she knew how. Granted, Selphie's twisted sense of logic usually ends up getting into her fair share of trouble as she eventually pulls her journal and begins flipping through it. She was a bit out of the loop and wanted to check up on news.
The New Feather season was basically over with so what else was there to do?]
Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow... okay, that hurt...
So... to the lovely people in the armour shop and I do believe you know who you are... I need some armor but I kinda feel like a giant bruise at the moment so that might have to wait.
[The shuffle of fabric can be heard along with a slightly more than muttered string of expletives.]
Will kill for an X-Potion by the way... Or any type of potion really. I've got more important things to do than stay in bed all day. We gotta find out about those droids that attacked the Battle Dome --
[A sharp intake of breath can be heard before Selphie sinks back into the pillows with a frustrated growl. She moved a bit too fast and is currently reaping the rewards of pulled muscles singing a chorus of agony.
Really now. Whichever Doctor was looking after Selphie might want to tell her to lay back down.]
Okay. Lying back down now.
[Filtered to Adell]
Hey... how ya doing?
[Voice]
Oh please! I can talk for hours sometimes.
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Are you familiar with any of the spirits here, particularly Nala?
[Voice]
Nala? Nala's the easiest one to contact. I find she's easiest to contact when you're in the library. At least... that's where I first started to contact her.
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