Don't Be Afraid To Be Who You Are - Isle Side

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The Rain Rain Rain Came Down Down Down

Just over a week after the Isle visit people would find themselves drawn outside. The weather was finally getting warmer, but that wasn't all of it. A strange foul smelling - and fairly toxic - mold had begun growing in some of the classrooms. Thankfully not the ones where people were sleeping but it was still enough to make it unpleasant to remain indoors. Some might blame the growth of the mold on a certain obsessive compulsive cleaner, though others might say that he just discovered it and accidentally gave it access to oxygen and such.

Whichever the reason, sleeping outside for a few days was sounding like a better and better plan with every passing minute. Even the drizzling weather couldn't make the indoors terribly appealing for anyone with a sense of smell.

And it was over night on one such night that the rain was... different. Warmer and a bit tingly. And some people would awaken quite a bit older than when they fell asleep, perhaps. Their memories might have caught up with their age, or might come to them slowly. However it happens, there might be some very confusing moments as those who seemed to be young just a moment before are now... less so.

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Weirdly, there was something good to come not long after the rain. In addition to aging some folks up, it also seemed to wash away the worst of the mold, allowing people to return indoors once more. And each of them would find, soon after, in some place that they considered theirs... a small gift. It was rare that positive things happened on the Isle, but perhaps this was a sign of things to come.

Or perhaps even a broken clock is right once in a blue moon...

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[mist_the_point]

Perhaps. But joke or not, it wasn't about to change Foulques' mind. "Somehow, I doubt that," he said dryly. "I know you dislike sitting idle, but if you recharged yourself more often, the task wouldn't take so long to accomplish."

[dualityinjest]

"No... that actually is how it works. It slows down a lot once it hits eighty five. And I shouldn't really go over that, anyway..."

[mist_the_point]

"Oh? And why not?", he said, quirking an eyebrow. "You'll not get into any trouble for taking more, you know."

[dualityinjest]

"It's... not really comfortable. It's like...." He barely paused, coming up with an example. "Imagine you have a bag. If you fill it all the way up, it's really tight... and it's not just that it's hard to get the last little bit stuffed in it... but also, if you stuff it that tight, the bag'll start to wear out even quicker, than if you were being nice to it."

He made a sighing sound. "It... also wears it out faster if it gets too empty, too... but... I'm... kinda...." He'd been getting quieter, not happy to admit it; the last bit, the used to it, might not have actually been intelligible if not for Foulques's better hearing.

[mist_the_point]

He considered that. It made sense; it would be rather like eating until one was absolutely stuffed. Fine on occasion, but not healthy to do regularly.

At the last bit, though, he frowned. Even if he hadn't picked up on it, he'd have been able to guess the end of that sentence, knowing what he did about Sun. "Yes, I suspect you are," he said. "You needn't continue to be used to it though, you know."

[dualityinjest]

"Something something habits die hard?" He went for his charger cord's plug again, going to pull it out. "....I know. I just... don't like having to stop when it's not finished...." But here, was it ever actually finished? "...Plus... like you said... I don't like to have to just... sit here."

[mist_the_point]

Again, Foulques gently stopped him. "A compromise, then, perhaps?", he said. "This time, stay until you reach 90% power, for my and Chara's peace of mind if naught else," he said. It wasn't too much above 85%, after all, so it shouldn't be too much of a detriment in time or battery strain.

"If you come back to recharge in a timely fashion- let's say, when you reach no less than 20%- and keep to such a schedule, then I'll say no more about it. If, however, you continue to work yourself to exhaustion, there will be another discussion about this, next time with Chara present. And I expect you'll find them far less willing to compromise on the issue of your health."

[dualityinjest]

"How about," he said, rays sinking a little again, "I come back at thirty. That five percent on top is going to take an hour, and I don't care for anything about it."

[mist_the_point]

Foulques sighed. "Very well," he said. "Provided you keep to that, I have no objections. Though do at least wait until you reach 85%; if that's the highest you can comfortably go, best to do so when you can in this place." Especially since he doubted Sun would actually stick to that promised schedule for very long.

[dualityinjest]

"...All right. That won't take forever...." He gave another long, but quieter, sigh, and sank back down in the chair he was in, relaxed. "And then we can go ask Ian about these dolls."

[mist_the_point]

"There is actually something I'd like to discus privately with them first, if you've no objections," he said. "You have my word that we will speak to them about your dolls before the day is out, but the particular conversation I have in mind is one that's already been put off for some time, and I'd rather not do so again."

[dualityinjest]

"Awwww. ...Okay." It wasn't much of an objection, just a token pout at having to wait even longer before he had something to do again. He didn't actually sound upset, at least? He'd just take a closer look at one of those two different dolls, for the moment, was all.

[mist_the_point]

"You needn't wait if there's aught else you wish to do," he said. "I know roughly where you work and can come fetch you if need be."

[dualityinjest]

"Yeah. I'll just be cleaning until then." Foulques had guessed right.