Rebel // 39 [Written/Action]
[It's been nearly a week since Noel's officially returned. She's been spending the last few days mostly resting and dealing with someone who nearly cut off his own goddamn arm. :| Despite this, her sleeping schedule is understandably screwed up. Case in point: she's wide awake in the living room with all the lights on at three in the morning. Doing what? Oh, nothing. If her roommates are asleep, they probably won't even notice... unless they wake up to all the lights on in the next room. Derp.
It probably doesn't help that rather than do something productive, she's doing what she does best; staring off into space.
...Really, she does have a lot of things on her mind. There's plenty of things that are bothering her, despite being safe and sound. That's natural.
The situation, however, isn't. :|
On the plus side, when Noel first arrived back in the apartment, there was a new journal waiting for her in her bedroom. She questioned why it didn't show up sooner. Her luck is to blame. Or maybe the Malnosso just have a sick sense of humor. So sooner or later, she's going to go ahead and write up a short message to no one in particular. "Lots of people helped," according to Nami. Noel wouldn't know who to address. And so, after spending nearly half an hour coming up with a good message:]
[Written :: 65% 100% Filtered from Hazama]
I'm okay.
Thank you.
[That's really all that needs to be said. ...Granted, she could stand to say a bit more, but she's too nervous to. And she's really lost her touch with making those filters, anyway. What if he...
...Nevermind. Before she leaves, something Noel mutters under her breath is accidentally recorded:]
No notifs... no new friend requests, either... [She sighs. Typical. Closing the journal. :|b]
[ooc: And just for fun, I present to you... BlazBlue Facebook. Yes, she's affected by the Facebook part of the meme if you couldn't tell. 8C Possibly other things, too, as everything unfolds.]
It probably doesn't help that rather than do something productive, she's doing what she does best; staring off into space.
...Really, she does have a lot of things on her mind. There's plenty of things that are bothering her, despite being safe and sound. That's natural.
The situation, however, isn't. :|
On the plus side, when Noel first arrived back in the apartment, there was a new journal waiting for her in her bedroom. She questioned why it didn't show up sooner. Her luck is to blame. Or maybe the Malnosso just have a sick sense of humor. So sooner or later, she's going to go ahead and write up a short message to no one in particular. "Lots of people helped," according to Nami. Noel wouldn't know who to address. And so, after spending nearly half an hour coming up with a good message:]
[Written :: 65% 100% Filtered from Hazama]
I'm okay.
Thank you.
[That's really all that needs to be said. ...Granted, she could stand to say a bit more, but she's too nervous to. And she's really lost her touch with making those filters, anyway. What if he...
...Nevermind. Before she leaves, something Noel mutters under her breath is accidentally recorded:]
No notifs... no new friend requests, either... [She sighs. Typical. Closing the journal. :|b]
[ooc: And just for fun, I present to you... BlazBlue Facebook. Yes, she's affected by the Facebook part of the meme if you couldn't tell. 8C Possibly other things, too, as everything unfolds.]
