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Nineteen Spoons {Dictated; Forward Dated to a more Manageable Hour}
[How goes it, Paradisa? Anything fun happen while Janey bumped her head? Well, that only lasted a week, as these sorts of things do – but it hasn’t been a week for Jane. It’s been five grueling months of skeleton fighting, grave spelunking, puzzle busting, and…teenage drama? Why yes, there was a healthy helping of teenage drama to deal with, along with some entirely unpleasant revelations that she is definitely still reeling from as she comes to. Her face is already wet with new tears, and she pauses to wipe at her face and take in her surroundings. When she finally has the sense to grope around for her journal, she finds it, and the entry opens with a particularly loud snuffle.]
I’m - [Her voice cracks, and she needs to pause to take a deep breath.] I’m back. Or awake. Whatever – whatever applies to the situation, that’s what I am. But if it’s alright…if it’s alright, I don’t want to see anyone right now. Please, don’t come calling. [The last bit is kind of snippy. She has had it up to the roof with bullshit, castle brand or otherwise.]
((OOC: So Jane is back! And she’s miserable! You know what that means, right? It’s time to pester her until the cows come home! And please, I implore you to do so!))
I’m - [Her voice cracks, and she needs to pause to take a deep breath.] I’m back. Or awake. Whatever – whatever applies to the situation, that’s what I am. But if it’s alright…if it’s alright, I don’t want to see anyone right now. Please, don’t come calling. [The last bit is kind of snippy. She has had it up to the roof with bullshit, castle brand or otherwise.]
((OOC: So Jane is back! And she’s miserable! You know what that means, right? It’s time to pester her until the cows come home! And please, I implore you to do so!))

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If only I could remember that when I go back!!!
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[Hm, now that's she's thinking about that frightening sprite...there's something about it that reminds Jane of Vriska. But what?]
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[Vriska to her that's more of an insult than a compliment!!!]
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