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[After a certain incident resulted in Ion leaving House One for a week, it was finally fime for him to make his way back home. He'd spent more than enough time feeling guilty about what had happened, and for leaving in the first place. He couldn't just keep avoiding things forever, could he?]

[Of course, it'll take him a little while to actually get there, and not just because it's a long walk. After leaving Luke and Asch's apartment around noon, he wanders around the village in the snow for awhile before eventually returning to the plaza, finding a nice, quiet corner of the library to read. But he might seem a little more spaced out than usual today. After all, while he may have decided he's ready to return home, he knows he's going to have to talk to Anise about last week... and he's not quite sure how he's going to go about doing that just yet. Perhaps he should find someone to ask for advice...]

[Either way, he'll finally make his way back to House One shortly after sunset, still feeling more than a little nervous but glad to be home all the same.]

[The Malnosso weren't known for their kindness, and perhaps that's why Ion was returned to the village so far from House One. He was tired and all he wanted to do was curl up somewhere and sleep... which was something he was now very capable of doing seeing as he's been transformed into a

soadoptable. Those little paws of his can only walk so fast, but he manages to make it halfway to House One from the plaza before he has to stop and rest. Finding a nice soft spot of grass to lay in, he curls up and sighs, hoping he doesn't fall asleep before he can make it back home...]

[Of course, assuming he does make it back to House One safe and sound, those living there can expect to hear tiny scratches and meowing at the door... and possibly a few windows if no one hears him.]

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[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.]

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[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.]]

[It was late last night when Ion was taken from the village, and it had been done so quietly it might have been impossible to know he was gone if his bedding hadn't been thrown around the room.]

[But he wasn't gone for very long, as it's less than a day later that Ion returns to the village sometime in the early evening. At a glance, he might just be mistaken for another new feather: he's sitting on the ground near the plaza, wearing those same white new feather pants with a somewhat confused look on his face. But to those who know him well, they might also notice his hair looks a few inches shorter than usual.]

[He isn't doing much, likely because he doesn't know what he should do. What does one do after they've just been born? Should someone walk by, he'll turn his head to stare at them, but he won't say anything.]

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[Anise hadn't even been gone a full day yet and Ion already didn't know what to do with himself. It hurt to look across the hall and know that the room was empty. It hurt knowing he wouldn't see Anise's smiling face as she cooked breakfast in the morning. It hurt knowing he wouldn't get to spend another day with her around the village. It hurt knowing he still had so many things he wanted to talk to her about, things he needed to say to her, and now he couldn't.]

[Too many things were hurting and he didn't know how to handle it. He'd never felt something like this before.]

[And the only thing he could think of right now was to try not handling it. He needed time. This was different from the kidnappings; he may not have been able to know when, but he always knew she would come back eventually. And he would be there waiting for her. Now? He wasn't sure he could wait. Naturally, the thought that he might never see her again had already crossed his mind. Even if she were brought back to Luceti, he could be sent back before then...]

[He needed to get his mind off of things. Even if just for a day. Even if just for an hour.]

[Which is why Ion will be making his way around the village today, first stopping at the library and trying in vain to lose himself within the pages of a good book. Or a few books. From there, he wanders the areas around the plaza for awhile, perhaps grabbing something to eat at one of the restaurants despite his lack of an appetite. Eventually he'll give up on this and settle for walking the paths of the village until it gets too cold to do so anymore. By the time the sun has set, he'll be sitting on the front porch of House 1 and looking up at the starry sky, still not quite ready to head back inside.]

[It's later in the evening when the Fon Master makes a reappearance in the village just outside the barracks. Somewhat dazed, Ion takes only a few steps before tripping and falling to his knees in the snow.]

[He brings a hand to his throat as he gasps, the numbing effects of the drugs quickly wearing away and bringing to attention a stinging pain running along his neck and chest. Numerous vertical cuts, some deep but none within rage of vital arteries, litter the front of his neck. And with only flimsy bandages to cover the wounds, the front of his robes had served to soak up much of the blood as a result.]

[Knowing he won't last long in the snow dressed as he is, with a shaky hand, Ion opens the journal and starts trying to speak to call for help... but no words come out. He tries to cough and clear his throat, but that only increases the pain in his neck tenfold. As such, a pained gasp is all that can be heard over the journal, the book unfortunately tilted towards the snowy sky.]

[And the Malnosso weren't even kind enough to leave him with a pen.]

[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...]

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[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~]

[Over the past few weeks, Ion had become used to going outside amongst the trees behind House 1 and reading beneath the shade. Lately, the weather hadn't been too nice, so he remained indoors. He had hoped it would have just remained overcast, rather than turn into a full-blown storm! But today the weather had changed, and it was sunny once more. A perfect day to go out around the village!

Although something was a bit off about Ion today. For starters, this was his third day without sleep. He'd been staying in his room at night to avoid worrying anyone, but... well, what was there to worry about? He felt fine, totally refreshed, and so far he'd been keeping himself occupied by reading his books every night with the light on. Although he was a little curious about how he hadn't run out of books yet. Hadn't he read this one already? He thought he did, but he couldn't seem to recall anything about it! And so he spent the last few days rereading the same book for the first time over and over again.

Right now, the little Fon Master is heading towards the library in order to find a new book. That is, he was, until he noticed hey! He never got around to reading this, did he?

...did he?

Now feeling rather confused, Ion stopped and sat on the edge of the fountain for a moment, hoping to straighten out his thoughts.]

[Those paying attention to the journals may notice a rather sudden THWACK ringing out from one of the pages. The reason? A certain someones journal has just become an impromptu weapon against a nearby Tease. Unfortunately for Ion, he only noticed Allen's entry after deciding to read a book with the window wide open in his bedroom. Before getting even halfway through reading the PSA, a small group of the butterflies in question had fluttered into the room! This had been just a bad month all around, wasn't it?

The journal falls open to the ground as the boy rushes over to slam the window shut. Immediately after, occupants of House One will find Ion checking all the rooms in the house to be sure the windows are tightly closed, and all the while a small trail of blood is flowing unattended down his cheek.]

[After some time passes, Ion returns to his discarded journal and picks it up with a heavy sigh. First burning trees fell from the sky and now... biting butterflies! Not to mention Anise was still kidnapped... while she didn't have to deal with all this, staying with the Malnosso was no picnic either. In a moment, he speaks.]

Is this the Malnosso's doing? Or does no one know for sure yet?

[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... }

[Amidst the arriving new feathers comes a boy who was certainly not new, but had also been recently kidnapped. Back from his first mallynapping, Ion has been unceremoniously dumped on the edge of the river in the north side of the village. He has just enough strength to pull himself ashore before rolling onto his back and staring up at the sky. Despite being exhausted and looking rather pale (moreso than usual), it seems as though he got off easy this time around.

He closes his eyes and fights to catch his breath, feeling rather disorientated at the moment.]

[The journal is on and left recording, but just as Ion was about to close it for the night, he suddenly disappears from view. The sound of the chair falling over, a crash, and then a short cry for help echo over the network.] W-What's going on...!? Who are yo-- ahh!!

[It's all over in seconds, but it takes a minute for the journal to time out. The room has been left in disarray and the Fon Master is nowhere to be seen.]

[[ooc: Mini Hiatus! Ion will return from Mallynapping Monday. All threads on hold until then. Have a good weekend~ 8D]]