PARADISA

[Sheena's voice is thoughtful as it comes over the journal.]

Shortly after I arrived here, the Castle had put us all into a situation that was a reunion of sorts.

[She's not going to go into too much detail about it because that's not her point.]

While we were in it, we had meals outside--I think someone called them "cookouts". Now, I've done something like that before while traveling back home, but I was wondering...

Would anyone be interested in having a cookout here sometime before the weather changes?

[It might give people a chance to recharge and regroup after the last of the Castle's shenanigans.]

Okay. It seems the castle and everything's back to normal, but is everyone all right?

And has anyone figured out why we were suddenly subjected to an attack of spirals? I don't mean the how... I mean the "why". Because seeing the castle itself affected like that makes me wonder if there's something else we should be worried about.

Like a new enemy.

[Suspicious ninja is suspicious. And on guard.]

Oh, and if anyone has ideas on how to fight dizziness, please let me know.

[She's still having brief spells when she looks at any spirals right now.]

Thanks!

[Sheena is sitting in the garden with her Spoink, sketching a certain Truffula tree. Next to her are several more sketches of the sapling in various stages of growth--some with others (the Lorax, Ted, or Once-ler) in the scene. She had come to know just how much this tree means to all three of them and felt it only right that others here--now and in the future--know all about this sapling and what they did to help it survive and grow.

Sighing, she stops her sketching and looks ahead, her eyes slightly unfocused. Two of them have left, and she should be happy for them. And to an extent, she is. Ted's gone home to his friends and family, and the Once-ler... She can't forget what he had told her about being alone for so long until Ted had appeared in his life. No one should have to go through that, and although her friend had made it sound like it hadn't happened (or won't happen), she hopes he's wrong and others had shown up to help ease that solitude.

Setting aside her sketches, she picks up her journal and begins writing, asking a couple of questions that she herself can't really answer. Not anymore.]

If you could remember anything about this place when you go home, would you? Or if you could, knowing what's waiting for you when you get back, would you choose to stay here and leave your world behind?

[ooc: Open for action and responses through the journal.]

[Sheena, like a few others, had gone to the Library to check things out about Florence once she had returned to the castle. She had hoped that it hadn't been a real place, just something the castle had imagined on its own.

But it hadn't.

With a sigh, she opens the journal, and those listening will here a soft bouncing sound with an occasional "Spoink" thrown in.]

Why do people use religions as an excuse to do horrible things to people? Aren't they supposed to make people feel better? And wouldn't it be better to accept the differences between them, since they all seem similar to begin with?

[She's silent a moment, the bouncing and "Spoink"-ing growing louder.]

Oh yeah! This has nothing to do with everything else, but an animal that I'm guessing is one of those Pokemon appeared in my room. [With a note saying "From Chie", but Sheena's keeping her feelings about that aside for the moment.]

Does anyone know how to take care of one of these? Like what they eat? It's got a pig's head, a spring on the bottom, and I guess--from what it's saying--it's a "Spoink".

And has anyone seen a Vulpix named Curry? She disappeared about the same time Lloyd and Zelos went home, and I thought she had run away at first, but when she didn't come back and no one mentioned finding her, I'm hoping she had been given to someone.

Thanks!

[Two weeks. It's been two weeks of silence. A silence that's slowly being broken by a dream. Only it's not a dream. It's a rush of memories. Of final moments of anger and terror. Memories that quickly fade like a dream does in the daylight as the realization that she was feeling--feeling--something beneath her. And over her.

Eyes snapping open, she sits up, gasping and disoriented as she tries to bring the dream back while tightly gripping the blankets of her bed. Her bed. After a moment, she realizes she's in her room at the castle and she's filled with an unexplained dread and fear. Still foggy, she hurries out of bed--throwing her journal to the floor in the process--and stands on wobbly legs, saying the first thing that comes to mind in a rough--though familiar--voice unaware that others can hear it.]

I want a new room.

[After that, she heads out, stopping to turn and look at the bed once more and taking a step back at the feeling of terror that fills her--almost rendering her immobile. But it's the anger that follows it that gets her moving. Something terrible had happened to her--that much she knows--but what, she has no clue. She only knows that whatever it was, it had happened in her room and she really doesn't want to be there right now.

Her stomach tells her where to head and soon, she's in the kitchen, fixing food and dictating into her journal.]

( Friends...lend me your ears )

[ooc: Sheena's back! You can talk to her over the journal, or catch her in the kitchen! And like the filter says: if she's spoken to you--either in a world change or not--she considers you a friend.

EDIT: Adding that she doesn't know anything about anyone else being murdered, since she hasn't checked the journal yet, so feel free to tell her!]

[The sound of a crash can be heard over the journals, followed by the sound of Sheena's voice--which seems to be far away, as though the journal had fallen on the floor and popped open.]

Dammit! That's not right! Why can't I get this?

[There's the sound of tapping, and "Ah-ha!" then a frustrated growl. Sounds of what can only be a search are next, then Sheena's voice once more.]

Ah! There you are!

[She clears her throat as she addresses the journal properly--her voice loud, clear, and frustrated.]

Excuse me, this is Sheena and I have a favor to ask of anyone who knows Arithmancy. I know it's an elective course, but I was "encouraged" to take it, and I can't back out now. However, I just can't get the hang of it. If anyone knows their way around this stuff, and can help me, I'll help them in return with a class they're having trouble with.

Thank you.

[She closes the journal, and anyone venturing into the Gryffindor common room will find her staring at her Arithmancy book like it's the enemy.

Someone want to help a poor seventh-year out? Or just talk to get her mind off all those numbers?]

[Sheena sighs as she props her journal on her lap, Yeleurk snoozing beside her. Idly stroking the soft fur, she opens the book and starts speaking.]

Hello. My name's Sheena Fujibayshi, and [oh god, this is hard] I need some help. I broke my leg in the recent earthquake, and... While I've taken some healing items, they don't do a complete job, and I really can't do much to help anyone with it like this.

I was wondering if there was someone with the ability to completely heal the bone and would be willing to help?

[Said in that unsure manner people get when asking for help when they don't want to sound like a douche.]

I'd really appreciate it!

And thanks!