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[When she wakes up, she recalls darkness and a definite lack of something to reach back for. The Malnosso had been kind enough to leave her the ability to talk and understand, but... it didn't really matter, considering she had no idea what the Malnosso were. Or what these strange green things were. Or what she was.

No, wait. She was a Sayo. She was definitely a Sayo. Her sliver of memory tells her so. :|a

She stumbles through the forest, barefoot, and found it to be very... --she wasn't sure. Something in the air was very heavy (it's very hot, Sayo, very hot). What was on her? Maybe she'd be better if she took these off. So she squats near the river--god, what is that? she takes a moment to suspiciously approach it--and struggles to get her dress over her head.

She learns one thing: flowy blue is good and makes skin feel better. And it shows her, when she looks in it.

( Time for Adveeeeenture )

That's her, really?

Sayo continues around the edge of the green and brown scenery, and peeks silently and confusedly from her place in the thick of the brush. There are people, and they have... word, what would the word be. Arms. The little girl follows around the edge of the village, keeping low. Eventually, she decides to be brave and walk out into the middle of the plaza, sopping wet, streaked with mud (why couldn't she be and it be normal, right?).

The other Sayos don't seem to mind her much. She'll snoop around all over town, and take note that people walk in places. Like she did in the green. So she follows them inside and looks around. Apologies if she ends up following you into your home.]

((ooc: she's just about a blank slate memory-wise, but she'll learn quick. also, her mushi is dormant for this effect. Time and space = totally broken, so don't worry about that. Wolfwood'll be back... eventually. Soonish. :|a

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[When Sayo finally sits up from her place in the forest, she isn't sure what's happened. She'd been unconscious—'asleep'—and now upon rising she finds her mind is sluggish and trying to catch up with her situation. Brief flashes of a robotic form... being dragged away... and then, it seems, blackness. Little still-frames of cells and strange men in white. But strangely enough, she kept seeing flashes of home—of Kaji and her home. Of the things she's managed to remember. And of three trays of food near a hearth.

The journal flips open slowly to the will of her fingers, before she hugs herself for warmth.]

I... how long was I...

[She lowers her gaze, trying to think clearly. Her feet are refusing to move, so she just sits quietly in place.

But she smiles anyway, no matter how tired she feels, and rubs her face with her palms. There are needle-marks on the inside of her elbow as proof that her Malnosso-empty memory isn't quite as empty as she'd like, but she dismisses them hesitantly. Proof of her experiments.]

I guess I'm back from wherever they took me...

17th Memory [Action]

6th Memory [Video][Future-dated to the morning of the 22nd]