[ Friday Afternoon - House One ]
( Introspection - Locked to House One )

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[ Saturday - Action / Voice ]
[Today was a new day.]

[For the first time in a long time, Ion got out of bed as soon as he woke up. It took more effort than he'd like to admit, but eventually he leaves his room, wheeling himself along in the wheelchair he borrowed from the clinic. He has only one goal for the day, and that goal is to make today as fundamentally normal for himself as possible. Though still feeling far more tired than usual, without the added strain of trying to force his leg muscles to move, accomplishing that goal actually seems to be within reach.]

[His first stop is the library. It's the place he frequents most often and the trip he knows he'll need to get used to first. Thankfully, these past few weeks of being unable to stand for very long have let him grow accustomed to asking for help reaching the books on the higher shelves. Now, it just means there are a few more rows he needs help with... though on the bright side, the previously inaccessible bottom row was now much easier to reach.]

[From there, he makes his way around to various other parts of the village, sometimes to actually go in but mostly just to get a feel for getting around. The school, Seventh Heaven, the clinic, the plaza... he's not quite brave enough to try venturing much further than that for now, but that was more than enough for one day. He's not exactly a champion of upper-body strength, after all. Before it even starts to get dark, he'll head back to House one.]

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[Later that night, he pulls out his journal. His voice sounds tired, but his exact mood may be hard to place outside of anyone who knows him very well.]

Perhaps this question is a bit vague... but has anyone ever changed in a way that seemed to be for the worse, only to realize it could potentially be for the better? Not quite a physical change, but... a change in the way you think about certain things.

If you're willing to share, of course.

( House One - Action )

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[And while the rest of the village is still recovering from the most recent experiment, a certain young “couple” doesn’t seem to be very bothered at all. On the contrary, they seem to be in just about the greatest mood ever as they go about their day in Luceti! And why wouldn’t they? The only thing they remember about this past week was being married for a few days.]

[And seeing as they’ve already been dating since November, it’s not as though that made too much of a difference in their lives, right?]

[...at least, that’s what they think. Anyone who knows them might remember things a little differently.]

[They’ll be spending their day more or less attached at the hip, so feel free to run into them just about anywhere! Whether that be at Seventh Heaven, where they’ll be splitting a sundae and maybe even feeding each other in that really annoying cutesy way, the clothing shop, with Ion holding Anise’s bags while she shops and then Anise holding them in the end because it’s Ion and you call those muscles, at the fountain making wishes AND LITTERING, or sharing the occasional kiss or two around the cherry tree grove in the north part of the village. ]

[But this is totally normal behavior for them, right? Right...?]

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[And later that evening, the journal kicks on to show the two of them cuddled up next to each other in bed, wearing pajamas and idly turning through the pages and talking about something. The sudden video was intentional though -- they have something they'd like to ask about!]

[More than likely, this is one of those things they'll be reeeeeally embarassed about once the effects wear off on the 9th. Anise is the first one to speak into the journal:]

Hey, everyone! Remember the experiment last week? Well, Ion and I were married, and now we’re wondering...

[The fair maiden turneth her most radiant of smiles at her beloved because that’s what lovebirds do.]

...how long do you suppose couples should be together before they start considering marriage? [A pause, and then a soft laugh.] Not that we’re considering marriage anytime soon, of course, but...

Boooo, Ion, don’t you want to marry me? [A playful little poke and cuddling even closer.] I can’t believe you’ve been leading me on like this!

[And with a totally straight face even:] Oh, but I do want to marry you, Anise.

[...jfdjsfxvsdhf. ////// ] A-Anyway, we were wondering what people do when they get married. Do they throw a huge party? Do they get gifts!?


( OOC Note )

[Save perhaps Sync's recent arrival, Ion hasn't been as stressed as he has been these past few months. The lack of experiments has made for a nice change of pace, though he's been refraining from saying as much. Just in case the Malnosso suddenly feel like putting an end to this little break... but it's that lack of stress that makes this new condition of his all the more mysterious. Losing a few feathers when he was sick wasn't entirely uncommon for him, and he had been feeling rather under the weather these past few days, but... well.]

Perhaps this is a bit of an odd question, but has anyone ever had their wings suddenly [...] change? Aside from just the color.

[Glancing over his shoulder. He has his wings folded behind his back so they don't appear in the journal-window. Usually they weren't out at all... which is mostly why he's only now noticing the change.]

Though I guess the color would apply as well, in this case...

[...]

[What, they don't really teach about filial puberty in school! At least, if they did, it was probably one of those days Ion when was out sick. Which is a lot. Though someone Ion's age probably should have already lost most of the fluffy feathers on his wings...... he's a late bloomer, okay.]

[As if this place wasn't crazy enough when one experiment was going on, now it seemed like there were dozens! The village was full of children, some people seemed so different from who they usually were, and even that strange public-thoughts experiment had returned. With so many things for the Malnosso to choose from this month, those unaffected must truly be blessed with good luck.]

[At least, that's what Ion was thinking. How else was it that she seemed to be completely unaffected by this experiment?]

[Not that she wants to jinx it by dwelling over things so much, of course, but perhaps she isn't the only lucky one? This thought in mind, she quickly dresses herself and ties her usual ribbons in her hair before heading out of her room to check on her housemates...]

~

[And after how well that is likely to turn out, Ion settles for asking a question he hopes anyone who has been here longer might be able to answer.]

Although I wouldn't usually describe anything the Malnosso do as being normal, does it happen often that so many different experiments would occur at one time? 


[[ooc: Internet is iffy here because of the weather, so tags might be slow! And yes, Ion is now a girl and all his memories have been altered so that he has always been a girl.]]

[After accidentally getting caught in the downpour on Wednesday, Ion was pretty sure he was getting a cold. No, scratch that, he was pretty sure he had a cold, but he had been trying his very best to supress it. Summer had only just ended, and catching a cold already was just so...!]

[Well, it was annoying, that was for sure! Although he made it through one day as usual, the next day wasn't looking as promising: a cough and a fever. That meant being stuck in bed for the next few days, at least. That is, unless there was something he could do to try and hurry things along!]

[ Fail!Filtered from Anise - 12% - Pathetically Hackable ]
Er, does anyone know any good remedies for getting over a cold? Preferably ways to get over it faster?

[He probably should have boosted that filter up, but he didn't really think Anise wouldn't realize he was sick; she knew him too well. But at the very least, she'd keep from figuring it out until he didn't get up for breakfast!]


[ooc: Going to bed, so I'll be getting to replies in a few hours! <3]

[Distant mumbling can be heard from the journal.] Nnn, it's chilly this morning... eh? What am I doing outside?

[There's a short pause. Then, a gasp.]

I... I'm back. I'm alive, I...!

[The voice grows louder as whoever is speaking approaches the journal. The voice sounds a little anxious.] Hello? Is someone there? I'm not sure where I've been dropped off. This could be any part of the forest... oh! There's the river!

[There's a soft rustling noise, followed by the pitter-patter of hurried footsteps.] House 1... shouldn't be too far from here... ah, I can see the village now! [The voice cuts off with a soft click as the journal is closed.]

[For those walking around the village, you may notice a certain green-haired new feather quickly making his way through the village with a big smile on his face, as though he knows exactly where he needs to be. He didn't know how long he'd been gone, but just in case, he had to check his old home. Feel free to stop him for a chat! And for those of you in House 1, expect a sudden house guest~]