Memory of the Music Box

[It's the early hours of the late-autumn morning in Luceti and in the dim light there's still a slight chill in the air; it'll still be an hour or two before the sun rises. Of course this only serves to make the insides all the cozier and one cozy little bedroom is about to receive a surprise guest.

Indeed, the top floor of the fourth apartment building is about to be the stage for the appearance of a new feather who's arriving just a little late although most probably won't be around to notice...]

Whoa, hang on here. Who stuffed me in this here box? [she was puzzled, surely she wasn't that much of a heavy sleeper?] an' what're these cloths s'posed to be?
[She tugged on one of pieces of fabric that hung from above and it lightly fell over her cramped frame.]

Wait, ain' that smell... [she sniffed the object, not realizing it to be a garment that she'd probably immediately recognize if it weren't so dark.] Smells kinda like Lu... Some sorta messed up kidnappin' ain' it?

[She felt her surroundings, the box appeared to be made of wood, there was room to stand but little else, and a handful of other garments hung from where the other had fallen. It wasn't long before she realized that she wasn't even locked in as she accidentally pushed the door slightly ajar with her elbow, letting the dim light of the room outside in.]

Well what's this then? [Now poking her head out she found what appeared to be... a small bedroom? Odd, but it seemed empty and she couldn't hear a thing.] Gotta be better than bein' cooped up in a box, right?

[She stood up straight, while the room was certainly brighter than the box it was still pretty tough to make out things, but there was a bed, and she was smart enough to figure out that the box behind her must have been a wardrobe.

She stretched, she was still tired. The team had just settled down for some shut eye outside Sania Village and now she found herself in this strange room, and it felt like she hadn't slept a wink!]

They've got a bed her an' all... Guess it can' hurt, coul' jus' be what they're 'spectin' me to do though... [She considered the possibilities, can never be too careful after all!]

[Yawn...] A bed soun's pretty swell right now gotta admit... [Screw it, she creeps on over.]

[Not caring about her current attire (the dress she arrived in, like all new feathers) she simply slides into the bed, ready to catch a couple more hours of shut eye.

Of course she has no idea at all that the bed isn't empty and anyone nearby is probably about to be treated to an... interesting scene.]