Selphie Tilmitt

[Selphie is going to hear about this until the permanent hair dye decides to wash out. Unfortunately, she's also listening to the little devil on her shoulder as she's been busy with an evil prank of a project since early this morning.

See Ceodore, this is what happens when you get mallynapped for a month. Among other things upon your return that won't be mentioned.

You're getting your hair dyed the same shade as the wings you hate and it's going to stay there until you either shave your head or it washes out. So for now, as Ceodore sleeps away, his girlfriend is sitting on his lap washing out the last of the hair dye before she turns on the video feed on her journal.

She shows off the Prince's new hair colour and then flashes to his wings. Afterwards, she's booking it outside to burst into a good gale of laughter despite the chilly air outside. When she finally settles the journal on herself, she's got that impish curl about her lips that everyone in the village would be wise to fear before she's giving the journal a thumbs up.]

So everybody, whatcha think?

Dear Luceti,

You all are humbly invited to Luceti's next big shindig! The Welcome Centre staff, in cooperation with Mister Frederic Chopin, are going to be hosting a joint party! Not only will it be a New Feather Party but it'll also be a party to celebrate the play that will be performed on Sunday!

PS: I'm the stage manager!

Anyway! The party will be held in the School's Cafeteria with a fantasy theme this Sunday, September 18th following the end of the play! Everybody's welcome to attend and please feel free to bring all of your friends!

That's it for now, Luceti! Hope to see you all there!

Yours truly,
Selphie

[After spending most of the day as a small child and after having been put to bed for the night, Selphie wakes up with a start. She feels constricted with the smaller clothing on and claws it before she breathe freely again. She wraps a blanket around herself and goes out in search of a journal or Lucy. She needs clothes. Her clothes. Or clothes that fit so she can sleep comfortably. She'd been running around the village all day and was dead tired because of it.

But first, she has some Navymen to filter some messages to.]

[Filtered to Archie Kennedy - 90% unhackable]

Thank you, Archie.

Filtered to Horatio Hornblower - 90% unhackable]

Anytime you wanna set up those traps to catch Archie, let me know!

[End filters]

So, five days as a little kid... it was fun even if I didn't remember anybody. I do know now though. Also, did anyone manage to successfully a certain special someone of mine from brooding himself into a pit of doom? Alrighty, Luceti. I've been effectively gone for two weeks so what've I missed?

And thanks to everybody who played with me this week! I had a blast but I'm going back to bed.

But... could someone bring me some clothes please?

[Backdated to earlier in the day!

It's the first since Selphie had been returned to the village that she dares to venture outside of the house. Of course, she's going out pretty well bundled up but she's in her better safe than sorry mode. Frankly though, if she stays in the house for one minute longer, she may have to start scaling the walls or jumping from the roof of the house again. Housemates of course, might be more than a bit alarmed if Selphie starts jumping off said roof so she decides not to do so. It was fun mind you but yeah... housemates freaking out and possibly landing on Frey again didn't sound like a good idea.

At first, she sits on the porch of the house and just breathes in the fresh air. It's mildly surprising at first but Selphie gets used to the cold air after a few moments. She contemplates going back inside for a few moments before tugging her scarf up higher to cover her nose and cheeks. Really, she looks like a bundled up mass of yellow and pink.

She's just so thrilled to be outside after spending most of the week inside. She takes it slowly at first with her journal in tow and she'll just wander through the village like she did when she first arrived. She missed so many of the New Feathers this time around so she'll wonder if she'll run into any of them this time around. Has she met you? She'd love to meet you and it's not like she's hard to miss. She'll stop by her usual haunts once she arrives in the plaza though.

First stop, she wants a new book or two to read so she'll go check out what's available before wandering about in a lazy pattern. She stops eventually to get something warm to drink before she starts to head back toward the house once again. Maybe she should stop at the clinic and get a check-up just in case the Malnosso have done something to her that she doesn't know about? She doesn't know what they did to her this time but after sleeping off drugs for almost three days, she'd be happier with it out-of-sight, out-of-mind.

She sits down on the fountain's ledge today and decides to put out a general query to the populace of Luceti. One might notice that her voice is a bit muffled though. Blame the scarf, it's cold out!]

Have you got airships where you come from? If so, tell me something about them! Anything at all will do.

[Backdated to this morning/early afternoon.

Selphie's searching through as many of the shops in the Plaza as she can at the moment. She's on a mission to find some fireworks and give Luceti some cheer for a change. There'd been enough attacks, mallynappings and other various sorts of chaos that it was time for a good dose of cheer. She knew that she'd certainly had enough of the bummed out feelings that a lot of people were feeling lately. She'll be searching the shops for most of the morning and early afternoon before heading back to her apartment to grab a bite to eat. Who knows just who she'll run into during her adventure.

A little while later, a video will appear with Selphie eyeing the journal closely until she's certain that it's recording. How it's recording, she hasn't got a clue but there's one heck of a triumphant look on her face before she points to a bag that appears to be full of fireworks, sparklers and the whole nine yards. Clearly, somebody takes their fireworks very seriously.]

Luceti, who's up for some fireworks? Let's shove the gloom aside for a bit and just have some fun!

Allen! You still gonna help me out? [As in, is Allen going to do the lighting of the fireworks? Does anybody really want to trust Selphie with fire and explosives?]