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With the experiences of Wonderland firmly behind her, if not totally out of her mind, it seemed perfectly adequate to resume normal daily functions. For Abbi, that meant a return back to her training in the arena.
After a few months of diligence, she was quite satisfied with her increased handling of her scythe. It had been a clunky weapon in the beginning and she had found it difficult to do much with it smoothly, really only successful in any sort of fight due to how large the thing was. If you swing enough, eventually you'd hit something and while that had served her well thus far, Abbi understood the importance of proper fighting techniques, as well as kind of wanted to show off a little. After all, not many people had scythes they could spin around quite like she!

Unfortunately, due to the rough nature of the pole part of her weapon, the teen had sustained a fair number of forming callouses on her hands that decided they wanted to pop upon her wake up from Wonderland. And though she had covered them in brightly colored bandaids and bandages she plastered with stickers, they were still a nuisance.
Reluctant to visit the infirmary just because it was so minor a thing, Abbi thought long and hard about her options and finally settled on one that seemed best: A Safety Expert.
After all, a Safety Expert would be able to instruct her on how to protect her hands when handling her weapon often! And what better Safety Expert to visit other than Molly!
OK, so maybe Abbi didn't know any other Safety Experts that wasn't the point. The point was she had to find Molly's room... And she didn't know where it was.

This meant the girl wandered the dorm halls, having narrowed it down to a specific hallway before she stalled out, staring at the many doors that lined the walls. Which one was Molly's? Could she just knock and ask? That wouldn't be very safe on an Island full of cranky Hunters, now would it...

She had begun to turn circles in the hallway, fretting with her hands that she wiggled at chest level. Last time she'd almost knocked on a door, it had landed her with a very grumpy short boy who she half considered a friend but he had called her a lot of bad things first so she was reluctant to go around knocking on doors again. But she really, really wanted to find Molly because Abbi had very important things to discuss about safety and she was just about to start whining out loud when someone called her name.
The girl whirled around with wide eyes, only to break into a smile and a little skip when she saw who it was.
"Molly! Ah! Hi! Hi!" Abbi waved as she scuttled over to the girl, bouncing on her toes for a few seconds.

"What? Oh ye-yeah! I mean, I was a little lost! But I was looking for you and look! Here you are!" She looked vastly pleased with herself over this, two seconds away from clapping for her own congratulations.
"Are you busy?" Could Abbi steal all your time? And cuteness? Or just some of it?