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[Jenny's back and she's awoken over by the mountains. She sits up so she can lean against the tree next to, but that's the extent of her movement as she looks out into the distance, or at least seems to.]

Could someone give me a hand getting back to my house? I think I might need it.

[[OOC: Yes, this is also the signal that I'm off hiatus.]

[The sounds of some footsteps.]

Really, don't you guys have anything else better to do?

[There's the sounds of a hard and difficult fight going on and then a huge bang, and the crack of wood. Anyone in house 36 will notice that not only is the door to Jenny's room completely broken off it's hinges, but one of the end tables in the living room has been broken into pieces. There's blood on the floor, and far wall, a single blood hand print helping to decorate it as if Jenny had been trying to use it for support. The last items remaining are her daggers, all scattered and sticking out of different walls and furniture around the room. One particular dagger with her name carved into the blade, and is the single one with blood on the hilt just happens to be lying on the floor by the bloodied wall.]

[Sadly, she actually sounds a little depressed today.]

Well, I've looked around and Rose is gone. I suppose that makes me the only one here from my world again. I'm glad that she's gone back. It's for the better, but it's still a bit sad.

[She sighs and is silent for just a few seconds.]

I'm going to go for a run, and keep looking out for Jr. Maybe it will help me keep my mind of things for awhile.

[Jenny's up in one of the trees by the lake today, just looking at the scenery. She's been thinking for a little bit now, but that's all she's been doing, just thinking. She's obviously not depressed or upset or anything. In her hands is a little notebook separate from her journal which is sitting on another branch beside her, and as she thinks, she seems to every once in awhile write something down into the notebook. Other then that, it's pretty quiet with the exception of her scribbles and the birds.]

Let's see...perhaps I could do this? [Scribbles.] No, that doesn't work either.... Hmm. Surely I can do this somehow.

[There's an strange voice coming from Jenny's journal today, and it sounds an awful lot like an older man's voice, though it's obvious she has no idea that the journal is on. Despite that, she's still talking with her usual quick speed.]

No, no, no, no, no, no, no! Why him? I mean, surely they can change me into someone else. Just not the him.

[Takes a deep breath then sighs.]

I really hate this.

Would you mind meeting me by the lake when you get the chance?

[For once, she actually sounds tired, though it's obvious she's trying to hide it behind her usual perky self.]

[Guess who's back from the dead and hiding up in the branches of a tree by house 36. Seriously, she's hiding, and she's very quiet, so unless you have a very good sense of smell or something, you probably won't spot her. In other words, she's being ninja today. Go on, see what happens when you walk by.]

[Well, for the first time, Jenny's in REALLY bad shape as she slowly stumbles her way back to the house. Blood stains are easily seen everywhere on her clothes, and especially her back where the blood is coming out in such large amounts that it is truly soaking her clothing and staining the ends her long blond hair. One of her wings has been mostly sliced off, and she's breathing hard. She's trying so hard to keep her consciousness from completely fading in an attempt to make it to her room where she can treat the large wound. The moment she manages to open the door however, she dizzily falls into the house, only to feel her head hit the floor. She's too weak to get up and go any further, and all she can do is continue to fight the darkness that seems to want to engulf her. She feels the blood trailing from her back to the floor as it begins to create it's own red puddle. The larger the puddle becomes, the colder she feels, and the slower her heartbeats get. What was she going to do if nobody came? Would she regenerate from this too, just like she had done before? She honestly didn't know.]

[ooc: This Action is backdated to right after her fight with Albedo. Your turn Ru.]

[Watch out everyone, Jenny's having fun shooting at painted targets on trees with a couple guns. She really is glad to have them in her hands right now. Not to mention, she's got full strength back, making her even more excited. Just make sure you don't sneak up on her right now or you might just be sorry for it later.]

[Oh, look who's out and about tonight, and this time, she seems awfully lost in thought. Actually, it seems like she's thinking about something sad, which is just so unusual for her as she's normally quite happy and perky. To add to her sad look, she's also lying on the grass and watching the stars, her hands tucked behind her head in a make-shift pillow.]

[Anyone around the edge of the woods will probably see Jenny sitting against a tree trunk. Her eyes are closed and she's humming a somewhat pretty, but mysterious tune. Anyone listening through the journals will no doubt hear her humming. Feel free to interrupt her since she's neither paying attention to her surroundings, nor is she aware that her journal is recording.]

[Jenny's outside sitting in the closes tree to house 36, and for the first time, people can spot her actually...reading a book? Well, it's not her usual activity, but hey, it doesn't mean she doesn't do it sometimes. Anyway, she looks pretty interested in what she's reading, the big question is, what book is it that's managed to catch this perky soldier's eye? Guess someone is just going to have to find out.]

[Well, Jenny's back from her kidnapping, and she seems...slightly different from her usual self as she makes her way through the village. It's as if she's on guard about everything, and a there is a very serious expression on her face, and though there is that very very small sign of her perky and energetic side, it's not even close to it's usual level. Other then these small changes, there is nothing else noticeably wrong, yet.]

[[ooc: Yes, this would be Jenny returning because I fail at keeping her away even during my hiatus. -__-]]

[Anyone out near the edge of the woods will find Jenny throwing her knives at a tree. Her usual smiling face has been replaced by a more serious one for once as if something is on her mind, and instead of practicing, she seems to be taking everything out on the tree she's throwing her knives at. Go ahead, feel free to poke her.]

[Anyone nearby house 36 will see Jenny feeling much better, and sleeping up in the branches of a tree with a blanket around her. She's obviously not bothered by the cold too much. Though she may not look it however, she's still quite weak, and is actually still gaining back her strength from the virus. Go on, feel free to poke at her.]

[There's the sounds of Jenny coughing and gagging, before she lands on the floor with a bang. This is followed by even more horrible coughing, and some hard breathing.]

...Dammit. I've lost too much strength...

[Anyone at the edge of the woods might see Jenny up in the trees rigging up some sort of contraption. She's not holding back the noise too much, so if you don't see her, you can probably hear all that banging. Anyone in the area, feel free to get hit by some of the snow getting knocked out of the branches.

When she's done, she'll be hoping down to the ground, and slipping on the ice, and for once, falling right on her ass.]

Woah! ....Ow.

All these people around is so exciting! I'm just wondering how they all got here.

[Jenny's sitting ~~dead~~ unconscious on the floor, both her hands and feet are tied together tightly. Suddenly, she exhales a light from her mouth, and when it disappears, her eyes shoot open, and she can't help but look around in confusion.]

Would someone like to explain why I'm tied up?

[There's a body lying on the edge of the riverbank. Slowly, her hand moves and claws at the ground, causing her finger marks to mold into the mud. Just as slowly, she manages to push herself up to a sitting position, and then she's got her hand to her head.]

Ow, my head...

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