selphie_t: (worried about something)
[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?
selphie_t: (Default)
[It had taken a fair bit of convincing but in the end, Selphie had found herself seated on a high stool in front of the computer for the Battle Dome busily programming in something that would help her get back on her feet. An X-Potion had taken care of the worst of her injuries but it still left her ankle in a state where she couldn't put a lot of weight on it without her having to hop about on one foot which a certain pricely Lucetian who shall remain nameless wouldn't allow in the least.

When she was finished with the computer, an olympic sized swimming pool like the one in Trabia Garden had been programmed and Selphie was happily swimming some strength back into her ankle with the aid of a flutter board. It was the safest way to get some strength back into her ankle without putting any weight on it at all. Really though, it was just nice to be outside of the apartment again for a little bit. She'd never done well with just sitting still and she knew that just resting her ankle wouldn't help it at all.

Eventually though, Selphie's back in the apartment, curled up in an overstuffed easychair with her ankle propped on a foot stool to rest it for awhile. She opens her journal and rests it in her lap before breaking her communication silence as she stares out at the snow flakes that are happily dancing through the air. What she wouldn't give for a cup of hot chocolate at the moment.

She presses the voice button and greets Luceti with every ounce of cheer in her body. Yep, she's in a very good mood today for a few reasons. Two of them happen to be people by the names of Sanji and Allen so congrats lads.]


Isn't the snow lovely? Well... not if you're a New Feather but otherwise, isn't it pretty?

But anyway, that's not my point! If anybody has been wanting a swimming pool for year round use, wait no longer! I programmed one into the Battle Dome computer today and everybody's welcome to use it! There's lots of pool toys in there too so use it a lot during the winter.

Also, it's really good for helping to strengthen up an injury without having to put any weight on it and for Ami's swimming lessons as well. It really is for everyone in the village! The name of the program is Pool so it should be super mega easy to find as well.

And speaking of our New Feathers, how's everybody settling in?
selphie_t: (o hai up thar)
[Obtained key item: Selphie's journal.

She flicks on the video feed and looks at it with a genuinely curious look on her face. She's out of the loop for good reason but feels compelled to find out just what all she's missed. Forgive her if she seems a little shocked if you tell her something she doesn't know about.]


So... my journal kinda got hidden from me and I just found it today. Kiiiinda makes me wanna get a new one because somebody decided to hide it in his socks.

[She pinches her nose with her thumb and index finger before her face scrunches up.]

I guess there are some advantages to doing the laundry afterall! Well... other than the having clean clothes part but tell me what's going on around the village?

Other than the experiment. I know all about that.
selphie_t: (hiiiiii!)
[The first thing people might hear coming out of this post is a little bit of humming coming through. It's a very cheerful sort of humming. The kind where the person doing the humming doesn't particularly care about rhythm, key, pitch or melody. Selphie's humming for the sake of humming and her perpetually good mood of the past week.

The morning is early when this post full of sunshine -- literally, she's decorated an entire page with idle doodles.]


Welcome to Luceti, Newbies!!!


This is for all of our New Feathers from this cycle. If you find yourself in need a hand, have some questions or just need a place to crash for the night, feel free to drop by the Welcome Centre. It's manned at all times during the cycles so there's always somebody here to help you out! There's myself -- Selphie's my name -- Rise, Emil, Rydia and Souji! Of course, if there's anyone else who wants to help out, your help is always more than appreciated!

Also, for those who are new, I suggest you take a read through the Guide that Miss Raine Sage has been maintaining. It'll tell you all sorts of things about the Village. Of course, we're a generally friendly bunch -- although we are splattered with a few grumps to level things out -- so don't hesitate to ask for help if you need it!

Thank you everybody! This is Selphie signing off!

Oh wait, wait a second! New Feather Party people! Get in here! We've got a party to start planning!

[ooc edit: If you can see the entry but can't comment to it, shoot me a pm and ask me to add your journal! I have this journal set up so that only people I have marked as a friend can comment to the entries because of the spambots. ^^;;]
selphie_t: (sleepy)
[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?
selphie_t: (sleepy)
[Somehow, despite being sick as a dog and stuck in bed at the battle dome clinic, Selphie's wrestled her journal away from people who are more content to have her sleeping the days away. But at least now, she can kind of sit up with the help of another person and a couple pillows. She's determined not to let Malaria keep her down forever and well, despite her voice not being horribly strong, it's still cheerful.

Yeah, the past draft was awful and she didn't even remember getting bitten by any mosquitos but there she was, under the watchful eye of the clinic staff and its volunteers.]


Hey everybody! Uh well... I meant to say something sooner but I've been sick again and stuck in bed and all that but the point of this is to let everybody know that I'm back and I'm still in once piece. I'm just... not allowed out of bed at the moment and I'm probably gonna take another nap after this but I'm not gonna let a bug keep me down and even though the last round of fighting was something short of awful for everybody who went.

What I'm saying is to not let it keep you down in the dumps.

[Don't mind her... she's just gonna yawn here. Her partially recharged batteries just ran out of juice.]

For now... I'm gonna back to sleep.

[If anyone comes to check up on her, Selphie closes her journal before she quickly falls back asleep. The journal slips off the bed and onto the floor.]

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