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2nd Treasure - [Action/Voice]
[Over a week ago, the Malnosso kidnapped one Patty Fleur from the enclosure for experimentation. On the morning of the sixth, one Patty Fleur is returned. However, it may be hard to tell who she is at first glance. She now looks like this, outfit included. The Malnosso dropped her off just north of the village, by the river, where she regains consciousness relatively soon. There's just a few more problems, on top of the obvious. The first being that her memories are in disarray. The Malnosso had a little fun with them and now everything's a great big mess. The second problem is that they drugged her pretty badly.]
[Action]
[When she awakens, she feels groggy and disoriented. She has no clue where she is, or even who she is. A soft groan escapes her and she rolls over onto her stomach so she can push herself into a crouching position. A wave of nausea overcomes her and- Oh, there's water nearby. Drinking some water would help. That river is clean enough, right? She moves closer on her hands and feet to peer down into it, then catches sight of her own reflection.
That's right... She's Aifread. Aifread, the Guild Leader of... Siren's Fang. See, she knew she could work her way through the groggyness. And she looks terrible. They must've been out on another drinking binge the previous night. Her crew could throw the craziest parties whenever she permitted them. She cups some water into her hands to take an idle sip, then glances around. The place doesn't seem familiar to her. One thing catches her attention, though: A neat journal that's lying on the ground nearby.
A journal... The strangest notion dawns on her, and she flips it open only to have her suspicions confirmed. It's a communication's device. That's right, couldn't she use this to broadcast messages to her companions? She's sure that's how it worked. There was something else about this journal- something important. Something to do with who gave it to her? Or the other people who have one? The more she tries to think about it, the greater her headache becomes.
She can worry about the details later, when her hangover's died down. Right now, she needs to find out where the rest of her crew passed out.]
[Voice]
[Cue a deep woman's voice. She seems to be speaking with a bit of a slur.]
All right, you lowlifes. You've had your fun, but remember Guild rule number seven. There will be appropriate punishment, so go clean up your acts and prepare yourselves.
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[Action]
[When she awakens, she feels groggy and disoriented. She has no clue where she is, or even who she is. A soft groan escapes her and she rolls over onto her stomach so she can push herself into a crouching position. A wave of nausea overcomes her and- Oh, there's water nearby. Drinking some water would help. That river is clean enough, right? She moves closer on her hands and feet to peer down into it, then catches sight of her own reflection.
That's right... She's Aifread. Aifread, the Guild Leader of... Siren's Fang. See, she knew she could work her way through the groggyness. And she looks terrible. They must've been out on another drinking binge the previous night. Her crew could throw the craziest parties whenever she permitted them. She cups some water into her hands to take an idle sip, then glances around. The place doesn't seem familiar to her. One thing catches her attention, though: A neat journal that's lying on the ground nearby.
A journal... The strangest notion dawns on her, and she flips it open only to have her suspicions confirmed. It's a communication's device. That's right, couldn't she use this to broadcast messages to her companions? She's sure that's how it worked. There was something else about this journal- something important. Something to do with who gave it to her? Or the other people who have one? The more she tries to think about it, the greater her headache becomes.
She can worry about the details later, when her hangover's died down. Right now, she needs to find out where the rest of her crew passed out.]
[Voice]
[Cue a deep woman's voice. She seems to be speaking with a bit of a slur.]
All right, you lowlifes. You've had your fun, but remember Guild rule number seven. There will be appropriate punishment, so go clean up your acts and prepare yourselves.
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... Tell you what. You come meet me in person and we'll exchange introductions then.
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So here's your hints. I'm right by a river- judging by the moss on the trees and the sun's position, I'd say it's flowing South. There's a mountain range to the... East, possibly Northeast. It's a pretty fair distance away, I can barely see it from here.
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[Hopefully. She can work with those directions. She thinks. So off she goes!]
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Oh, there you are! I was afraid I might not find you.
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And it's all so very confusing.]
It's you...
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Yes. [She says this with a smile.]
May I now ask your name?
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[Yes it would be odd to ask someone if they're sure about their name, and Estelle usually wouldn't but... she heard that uncertain note in her voice.]
You look a great deal like my friend, Patty. Just... [older?]
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Just... what?
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Yes, that must be it. I'm older now, aren't I...?
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... Is that really you, Patty?
[Was this the Malnosso's doing too?]
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It's all right.
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The Malnosso did this to you.
[She was fairly sure of that now.]
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[She's still not entirely sure what exactly the Malnosso did to her. Is she just older? That doesn't seem right. Memories of being young are conflicting with other memories of being young, and those are conflicting with memories of being older. Which of those are real? Or are they all real, somehow?]
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[Estelle hates seeing this happen to one of her friends, and has to wonder when it will happen to her.]
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The moment the word "experiment" drops, though, she snaps out of her thoughts again.]
Experiment? ... Oh, that's right... Scientists, right?
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Yes. I'm sorry you have to go through this. It must be very confusing.
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But then, does that mean... I'm not supposed to be older?
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I... I don't know. You were younger when you came, but...
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I never actually knew you until we were brought here.
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No, I don't believe so. Yuri, Raven, and Alexei are the only other ones from our world. Unless they would know.
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Trust me, there's no point in relying on Alexei for help. He's already made it clear that I'm better off staying ignorant, ya know.
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