Rebel // 52 [Voice/Action]
[Today, it struck her without warning.
It had always been there, truthfully, deep down. Noel paid little mind to it, passing it off as hardly anything to worry about it. It was nothing--there was never anything to begin with, she believed. And something like that... it was more trouble than it was worth. Hopeless. Doomed to fail. Noel didn't worry about these things because she believed she could never fall for it so easily. But Noel's the type to listen more to her heart than her head. And to be blunt? It was silly of her to ever think that she could ever forget about something like this so easily, especially when the reminder of it passed by her every day--she lived with it, for crying out loud.
And when she was left alone that day, it got worse. And worse. And worse. Noel couldn't stop thinking about it, and it made her feel so stupid. Didn't she know what something like this meant? It would only result in pain; not her own, but the pain of others. Again. ...So, no. She wasn't letting this happening. All she had to do was continue to deny it. If she left it alone, it would go away eventually. Right? There was no way she could ever tackle something like this head-on.
...well, what about just writing to get it out of her system, at least? That option was already laying out in front of her. So, after tapping a page of the diary she cherished so much with a pen a few times, she started. An enchanting memory I cannot forget...
... ...After a while, she finally finished. Apparently, writing poetry makes her feel better, who knew? Sighing to herself, she began to flip through the old, used pages. Just how much did she use this thing? There was no doubt in her mind that this diary of hers was one of the most useful things given to her in Luceti. Noel used it for everything, and it was the best way to get her thoughts out and not let it get exposed at the same time. If anything happened to this book, she'd be devastated.
She thumbed to a page she had written in only a few weeks ago. Some of it was unclear, and had gone off tangent a few times, but the entry was clearly about Tsubaki. It hit her like a brick wall--right! Noel had something she needed to talk to her about! Thanks to that experiment, Noel hadn't had the chance to approach her friend about it, but now that things calmed down, she could finally speak to her freely. She hoped so, anyway. Right...
Noel had to speak with Tsubaki about Terumi.
As she got ready to leave, another thought crossed the girl's mind; on the subject of Terumi, wasn't there something else she had been meaning to clarify? It was something Flynn had mentioned months ago, and though she had been meaning to ask again, it was like she never got the chance. The experiment during Halloween only made her even more morbidly curious as to what Flynn was talking about during that time.
...
She had to talk to Flynn, too, didn't she? It may have been a sensitive subject to ask about (correction: it was), but... without a second thought, Noel opened her journal.]
[Filtered to Flynn // 85% Filtered]
Flynn, are you... busy today?
[/end filter]
[After she's done getting ready, Noel heads out of the seventh community building and to House 48. SURPRISE. Feel free to run into her if you'd like on her way there.]
It had always been there, truthfully, deep down. Noel paid little mind to it, passing it off as hardly anything to worry about it. It was nothing--there was never anything to begin with, she believed. And something like that... it was more trouble than it was worth. Hopeless. Doomed to fail. Noel didn't worry about these things because she believed she could never fall for it so easily. But Noel's the type to listen more to her heart than her head. And to be blunt? It was silly of her to ever think that she could ever forget about something like this so easily, especially when the reminder of it passed by her every day--she lived with it, for crying out loud.
And when she was left alone that day, it got worse. And worse. And worse. Noel couldn't stop thinking about it, and it made her feel so stupid. Didn't she know what something like this meant? It would only result in pain; not her own, but the pain of others. Again. ...So, no. She wasn't letting this happening. All she had to do was continue to deny it. If she left it alone, it would go away eventually. Right? There was no way she could ever tackle something like this head-on.
...well, what about just writing to get it out of her system, at least? That option was already laying out in front of her. So, after tapping a page of the diary she cherished so much with a pen a few times, she started. An enchanting memory I cannot forget...
... ...After a while, she finally finished. Apparently, writing poetry makes her feel better, who knew? Sighing to herself, she began to flip through the old, used pages. Just how much did she use this thing? There was no doubt in her mind that this diary of hers was one of the most useful things given to her in Luceti. Noel used it for everything, and it was the best way to get her thoughts out and not let it get exposed at the same time. If anything happened to this book, she'd be devastated.
She thumbed to a page she had written in only a few weeks ago. Some of it was unclear, and had gone off tangent a few times, but the entry was clearly about Tsubaki. It hit her like a brick wall--right! Noel had something she needed to talk to her about! Thanks to that experiment, Noel hadn't had the chance to approach her friend about it, but now that things calmed down, she could finally speak to her freely. She hoped so, anyway. Right...
Noel had to speak with Tsubaki about Terumi.
As she got ready to leave, another thought crossed the girl's mind; on the subject of Terumi, wasn't there something else she had been meaning to clarify? It was something Flynn had mentioned months ago, and though she had been meaning to ask again, it was like she never got the chance. The experiment during Halloween only made her even more morbidly curious as to what Flynn was talking about during that time.
...
She had to talk to Flynn, too, didn't she? It may have been a sensitive subject to ask about (correction: it was), but... without a second thought, Noel opened her journal.]
[Filtered to Flynn // 85% Filtered]
Flynn, are you... busy today?
[/end filter]
[After she's done getting ready, Noel heads out of the seventh community building and to House 48. SURPRISE. Feel free to run into her if you'd like on her way there.]