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[Waking up in a forest is definitely not a common occurrence for Perona. She remembers being in Sabaody, ~~moping~~ bidding that green-haired imbecile goodbye once and for all. For a moment, Perona thinks she's been blindsided by auctioneers, and sits up straight, hands flying to her neck, thankfully finding nothing there. She heaves a huge sigh of relief, and actually begins to look around her.]

...This isn't-- [Fluttering, and an all too familiar aching on her back clue the young woman in, and her teeth grind together as she reaches back gingerly and feels feathers.] Mmhhrm...it would by my luck to be brought back, wouldn't it? Now where is that stupid boo--Bearsy! They didn't take you awa--eh? Oh, there it is! You were holding my journal for me like a good boy.

[And finally, after removing her journal from the back zipper pouch of her stuffed teddy, Perona's face comes into the journal camera's viewfinder, looking rather unimpressed.] Oi, I've come back. Can someone tell me the date, and who's still here that I may know? You Straw Hat people, too, check in as soon as possible if you're still here! And anyone else from the grand Line, for that matter.

[Though Perona's not going to be too talkative right away. She snaps her journal shut and sends out a hollow scout up into the air, to scour the area from above. Seeing through its eyes, she heads toward the direction of the plaza, grumbling as she goes. Why did she have to come back here?! She was finally home! So...s-so what if she was alone there now, at least she was on the sea, and she had a ship, and she was safe, and--]

I wonder if he's...mm.

[When she does finally get to the clothing shop and into her clothes (after a lot of searching and hissing at how her hat could have gotten crushed under a mountain of other clothes), Perona exits the store and snaps opens her parasol. That should help keep the sun off her now, not that it'd do much good now after all that walking and floating she did. Stupid Luceti.]

How annoying, being back here again... My room had better still be unoccupied.

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[Aang sees a vaguely familiar woman with a parasol while he's walking down a street and decides to point at her.]

It's not even raining!

[What? Perona turns around, her brows furrowing together for a moment as she tries to think. Does she know this boy? It seems that way, but she can't place a name...]

It keeps the sun off me as well as it does the rain.

[That voice sounds really familiar, too.]

What's wrong with sunshine? It's bright and beautiful and sunny! Plus, you're already wearing a big ol' hat.

[...Is he making fun of her hat? B|]

My hat doesn't protect my arms and shoulders! And I've had enough of the sun today already, I don't want to burn my skin any more than it may be already.

[He rubs his head uncertainly.]

Oh, yeah, I guess it makes sense if it's burning you and all. But you should make sure to appreciate how nice the sun looks every now and then.

I prefer the dark and damp. [...] Though good weather is ample for sailing, so I'm not opposed to seeing the sun now and again.

The dark and damp? [He lets his tongue hang.] But that sounds so... dark. And damp. You know, something about you seems familiar. In fact, lots of things do. Have we met before?

[His reaction to her preferences is a little insulting, and while Perona's doesn't say anything, her nose scrunches up in mild irritation. Though, after he says that, Perona begins to think, hard, and her head lifts up once she's got it.]

We have! I remember now, you're that funny little boy I talked with at the Pirate Woman's party.

[He squints, trying to remember.]

Oh! Aren't you... Perona? The... Ghost Queen?

[Ghost Queen? Well, that is quite an ego boost, and Perona's lips split into her first wide smile of the day.]

Ghost Princess is what I'm called, but I won't correct the mistake, horohoro! But, you're right, I am Perona. Eh...but I'm afraid I don't remember your name, I'm sorry.

It's okay, Perona! My name's Aang!

Aang-kun. [She nods, and dips into a mild little curtsy. He was being nice enough to deserve it.] Hello again! Did anything happen while I was away that you can tell me? I like to keep myself informed as much as possible...

[He responds to the curtsy with a quick bow. Hey, she's pretty nice and not just a weirdo!]

Of course! I just... don't know how long you were away. There was that week when people from another enclosure had to stay with us and it wound up getting out of hand... Nami fell asleep and had to get waked up by a prince's kiss... and I heard Chopper went back home.

[Whoa, whoa. Okay, wait a minute there, youngster. All that stuff about Nami is pretty interesting and all, and Chopper's the Straw Hat pet, right? The tanuki? It's a shame he left (he was cute), but what's this about another enclosure? Perona's jaw drops a little and then her lips purse together. Seems she missed something important, even with just a few weeks passing.]

Another...enclosure? [Like the one they were in?] People were here? Can you tell me about that--as much as you remember.

[It's not really something Aang wants to recall, but he does his best.]

Yeah, it was another enclosure called Kin'Corra. There were people from all different kinds of worlds there, just like here in Luceti. The Third Party... they attacked them and destroyed their shield. And half of them were... were sacrificed. The survivors had to stay here for a week. It was horrible. All our resources were stretched thin, the Malnosso were making us take rations that weren't enough, some of them were angry and got into fights or tried to rebel, and Moro was really really really mad...

[Jesus...so--oay. Perona's starting to pieces things together, and pull them apart as well. Another enclosure like theirs, that's easy to decipher, though a bit astonishing as well. How many enclosures are there really? And why do they exist, for what real purpose? Then, of course, the all too awful bit about the Third Party breaking into that place, Kin'Corra. Could that happen here, in Luceti? Will it ever happen? Is it just a matter of time?

Perona shuts her eyes, and rubs at her temple. That's a bit much, and there's still more to process, too.]

Eh...I left and returned at the proper times, it seems. Has everything been restored since then? Food is no longer rationed?

Oh... yeah, things are pretty much back to the way they were. We get as much food as we used to. It's just harder to take all of this for granted, now.

Mm... [That is a little disheartening, definitely. Perona's glad she wasn't here to really bear witness to that, though she is a little distressed by the sheer thought.] What became of the visitors once they left? Were they returned to the previous encampment? Eh, I mean--did the Malnosso give any details on what would happen to them?

Well... Kin'Corra was fixed up and they were able to return there. They said they should be treated better, but... [His gazes sinks, remembering the kids at the orphanage.] There's no way to know for sure.

[Perona nods slowly, glancing away for a minute to think again. She may not have been gone long, but she missed something pretty important, it seems. At least in regards to the nature of Luceti, and especially the Malnosso. Little bits, yes, but important none the less.]

Nothing can be done for those people either way, we're as trapped as they are and will be. [Sad, but true.] Just hope for better things to come their way, if it upsets you.

I... I know. It's the only thing I can do, for now. But... I'm sure we can find a way to make a difference for this world, someday.

...You're very noble, aren't you?

[It's a little surprising, but not in a bad way. Perona'd never really give that much care to Luceti, not by a longshot. She's never been a fan of this place and most definitely never will. And she hates to be a downer, but caring for the people seems a little...pointless, maybe? Friends and loved ones can come and go at the drop of a hat, and then they come back and don't even know who you are, or vice versa. You come back with knowledge and care for a person, yet they're far behind, and don't care much for you. Tch.]

I try to be. I guess it's part of my whole Avatar thing. But I also feel like it's the way everyone should feel.

Avatar?

[He rubs his head nervously.]

I never told you at the party, huh? The Avatar's what I am. At home... the Avatar's supposed to master all four elements to help keep peace in the world, and the Avatar acts as a bridge between the human world and the Spirit World. I guess that extends to ghost princesses too.

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