[It's been two weeks since the incident with Arietta, and there was still no sign of Anise in the village. They never even had a chance to speak before she left for a mission, likely in an attempt to put some distance between herself and Ion after their argument. It's strange to think that the last time they went this long without speaking to each other by choice was around this same time last year, though for a very different reason. He's been so caught up in dealing with all of this that he actually let the anniversary of the day he first confessed his feelings for her pass by without a single thought!]

[It was strange to think so much time had already passed. He wasn't entirely sure how to feel about it really.]

[But sometime in the late afternoon, he opens his journal. There's no need to bother with a filter while Anise is still out of the village, and it isn't as though Arietta is the one he's trying to reason with here. Her anger is easier to understand and deal with. There's an uncharacteristic hint of exasperation in his voice when he speaks, having spent the last week and a half mulling over this without any obvious solution coming to mind.]

How do you stop two people who hate each other from continuing to hate each other? [Not a very eloquent way of asking, but it's the simplest way he can think of to explain the situation.]

Though this isn't the sort of problem I'm expecting an easy answer to, I was hoping someone might be able to offer some suggestions. Or perhaps if anyone's had any experience in dealing with a situation like this, it might be of some help.

[And regardless as to whether he's heard any solutions to this problem or not, he'll be spending the remainder of the evening in various places around town. He spends about an hour at the library, not quite able to concentrate on his reading. Giving that up, he goes for an aimless walk, lingering on the various bridges around town for a few minutes before moving on again. He probably looks more spaced out than he usually is, and the cold chill in the air probably isn't helping matters. By the time he arrives back home, it's been dark for awhile and he's shivering quite a bit. He probably should have worn his winter coat today.]

( House One - Action )

--

[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...?]

--

[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 )

[After being flung into countless numbers of trees from the third party's traps during the last draft, Ion swore to himself he'd never climb another tree for as long as he lived. Obviously, he didn't count on finding a baby bird having fallen out of its nest when he made that declaration. And with the mother bird calling for her child overhead, Ion couldn't just leave the poor thing there to die.]

[Thankfully, getting to the top of the tree where the nest was had been surprisingly easy! Getting down... not so much. He didn't notice the lower branch breaking until after he stepped off of it, and now that he was on his way down, he found himself stuck. He wasn't too high up, but this particular tree had quite a few thorn bushes around it. He'd been able to avoid them going up for the most part, but if he were to try jumping, the chance of him falling into one of these bushes was rather high. He wasn't too far off the path, just a ways north of the village, so hopefully someone will spot him.]

[Though, in restrospect, today was probably a bad day to wear green.]

~

[Assuming the princess is eventually rescued, Ion will be spending the remainder of the day at the library in search of a few new books to read before eventually returning home, his clothes still looking a bit worse for wear.]



[[ooc: Feel free to break time and space for the first part, or run into him walking towards the library looking... well, like he fell out of a tree.]]

[ Filtered from Ranka Lee and Artemis Fowl // 65% ]

[When the entry starts up, the picture is blocked with something in an attempt to make it somewhat anonymous.]

I was wondering if anyone could offer me some advice [The next part is added in hastily.] about girls. There's a girl really like and I was thinking about asking her to go to the festival with me, but I'm not really sure how t---

[There's a short gasp and a somewhat loud crash as the journal is knocked down and whoever was writing comes down with it, revealing the writer to be Ion. The reason for his fall? Why, the girl he was talking about, of course! She's been returned from the AU-equivalent of a kidnapping and was dumped right on top of him, both of them in plain sight of the journal's camera!]

R-Ranka...!

[How deliciously awkward.]



( Mini OOC Note )

[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.]]

[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~]

[It's been a few days and Ion has certainly realized there was an experiment going on... after all, that was clearly the only explanation for the unending marquee of text that was constantly streaming above his head. It didn't take much longer than that to realize that his every thought was going to be projected to anyone who saw him! He couldn't help but feel thankful that there wasn't much he needed to keep secret.

But, experiment or not, it was far too nice a day to spend inside! And so the young Fon Master decided to take a chance and go out for a walk. He doesn't seem to be heading anywhere in particular as he leisurely walks along the paths throughout the village. And if you look long enough, you may manage to get a small glimpse of what he's thinking about.]

{ ...it's really getting warmer these days I'm glad I like it when it's warm since I don't do so well in cold oh maybe I should invest in a thicker robe for next winter but I really like this one... }