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119. Unstable

It's way too busy around here today.

[filtered to Raine, 75%]

When you get a chance I wanna talk to you about something.

[/filter]

[so she's getting out of the house. Going around town - around rooftop, really - and seeing what the heck kind of chaos is going on these days. It feels familiar and yet totally foreign. She figures she's just gotten used to the crazy after all this time.

When she crosses the stable roof, her colossal bad luck kicks in once again and she feels it start to give out beneath her. When it does, her hands actually catch on the rim of the hole. She can see them holding on. But. ...Then of their own accord they seem to let go and she lands on the floor inside the stable. Missing horses and dog, thankfully.]

Damn it! [why yes, the journal did record all of that fall-in business.]

[[ooc: Sheena promises to repair the stable herself if it doesn't start to do so on its own fast enough. First comment reserved for (snerk) Yuan, but free-for-all after him~]]

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[A roof cave-in, followed by a nice drop? That's one heck of a sound to record.]

... What the hell was that noise?

[ACK why is her butt speaking with Yuan's voice...oh wait.

No longer sitting on the journal.]

Just the usual.

[Hold on a moment, while Yuan freezes in his steps. Unbeknownst to him, a few years' worth of memories are being altered by the experiment. It begins with just a few small changes, back when he first met Sheena up to Mithos' downfall. Then Yuan's arrival in Luceti is the start of greater changes, up until the third time Martel left. Then it just takes a turn for the wonky.]

...

Let me guess... You fell down a hole again.

Shut up, I did not!

...It was a roof.

Is that supposed to be an improvement?

[And he'll continue on his way again. Ironically, he was just heading for the stables himself, because all this talk of Valentine's Day was pissing him off. Was pissing him off. Then the experiment hit and now he's just mildly annoyed. Either way, he's still going to see Noishe in hopes of getting some peace and quiet.]

At least I'm not stuck down some hole somewhere.

...I could use a little...help.

[Oh, you know he'll gladly lend you a hand any time.] Fine, fine. Where are you?

In the stable.

Convenient.

[He snaps his journal shut. Half a minute later, he enters the stables and gives Sheena a horribly amused smile.]

You called for me?

Uh, no. Falling into a building isn't my way of getting you to come running.

No, asking is a way to get me to come running. Though next time, you can try adding the magic word.

[Nevertheless, he approaches Sheena and holds out a hand to help her to her feet.]

..."Now"?

[takes his hand and stands carefully. One leg is scratched, but they both know Sheena never gets seriously hurt in one of her fail falls. She glances up at the hole and then squeezes his hand quickly]

Besides, I'm not supposed to have to ask. You're old enough to know when to rescue a girl.

[Now now, let's not underestimate a scratch. That can be taken as a serious injury when you're a secretly protective boyfriend.]

And old enough to know some girls are too proud to be rescued just like that.

Well yeah, if you go out in the square all boastful about it.

Then, it's a good thing I don't boast.

...Maybe not in public.

[tugs his ponytail]

[That's below the belt! He responds by placing a hand on Sheena's head and ruffling her hair slightly.]

That's not boasting. It's called being thankful for what you have.

Hey! Cut that out.

[she's batting his hand away but it's very playful and she's grinning]

[He obliges and pulls his hand back again, but he's still smirking victoriously.]

... I suppose Albert won't be too happy when he finds out what you did to the roof.

Well if it doesn't fix itself then I'll get up there and do it. It can't be that hard.

[There's a sigh for you, dear.]

What was it now?

No big deal. I'm just clumsy as usual.

Well, as long as you aren't hurt...

Just scratched, until Albert and Raine come and kill me.

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