Selphie Tilmitt

[Selphie isn't one to write study notes down very often but with the Britannia setting sail on the sixteenth, she has a lot of information to commit to memory. Add into the fact that she's run out of notebook paper and the journal is really the only source of paper she has without leaving the house in search of supplies. There have been worse things drawn in the journal in the past so this shouldn't be so bad.

In fact, it may even be familiar to some so if they feel the need, they are more than welcome to make any corrections as a couple of images are drawn.

( a cut that doesn't really exist! )

It's slowly coloured in over time before several lines of text join the images.

Bells!

1 bell = half hour
2 bells = 1 hour
2 bells, pause, 1 bell = 1 hour, 30 minutes
2 bells, pause, 2 bells = 2 hours
2 bells, pause, 2 bells, pause, 1 bell = 2 hours, 30 minutes
2 bells, pause, 2 bells, pause, 2 bells = 3 hours
2 bells, pause, 2 bells, pause, 2 bells, pause, 1 bell = 3 hours, 30 minutes
2 bells, pause, 2 bells, pause, 2 bells, pause, 2 bells = 4 hours and end of watch.

Watches

First Watch = 8 pm until Midnight
Middle Watch = Midnight until 4 am
Morning Watch = 4 am until 8 am
Forenoon Watch = 8 am until Noon
Afternoon Watch = Noon until 4 pm
First Dog Watch = 4 pm until 6 pm and first dinner break
Second Dog Watch = 6 pm until 8 pm and second dinner break

Just a few more days until the Britannia sets sail. Should I bring a compass just in case? I probably won't need it because I'm just relaying orders and I can do that but would it be a good idea to have an extra one just in case?

[Selphie draws in a worried face at the bottom of her notes. She's not feeling particularly confident in remembering all that information. It's her first time on board a vessel since the last mission and most of that was a blur. It all went by so quickly for her back then and the drafts are times she'd sooner not think about.]

Anybody wants me, I'll be at the Battle Dome on the boat simulator.

I've done this before... why am I so nervous?

[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.

[Selphie's been reading or listening to the journal entries, waiting for some sign of her friends from home to pop on the network. She figures that Irvine would be hitting on all the girls here over the network and she'd have to go tell him to knock it off or some such nonsense but even then... he hasn't said two peeps since Quistis disappeared. Squall wasn't much for talking anyway but he usually popped up when she needed help. More importantly... where were Rinoa or Sir Laguna or Raine for that matter?

The thought of being left here without any of her support circle from back puts a fearful glint in Selphie's eyes as the camera catches that shot before she can place her hand over the lens. If there's a way to change that picture, she hasn't quite figured it out yet. So instead, Selphie's decided to ask a question instead.]

I can't believe I'm gonna be eighteen soon. It's a pretty important milestone, so I wanna do something to celebrate I just... don't know what. It's making me miss home a bit because we'd go sneak off to the movie theatre in the town near Trabia Garden but... hmmmm... I'll think of something!

Anyway, how's everybody doing?