paradisa | 8th Sortie

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8th Sortie

[Cipher/Private]

[Had it really been a year? A year according to this place, anyway. If he were still in his world, it might just be a little over a year... but none the less, according to Paradisa's calendar, it was something to think about. April 2nd, 1995... Operation Crossbow in the Tyrann Mountains. The last line of defense for Valais Air Base, defended by no one but a handful of mercenaries...

And him...]

Yo Buddy. Still alive?

[Chie]

Hey kid. Meet me in the Four Seasons room.

[He's got something for you, but he's not going to just GIVE it to you...]

[Mitsuru]

[Yesterday didn't happen. Yesterday did NOT happen. K? K.]

I plan on going into town later to get my mind off things. Figured I'd ask if you'd want to join me.

[With those done, he sets his journal beside him; the journal picking up the sounds of waves. Anyone familiar with the sounds of the beach would know he's in the Four Seasons room. Where else in the castle was there a beach after all?

He's just sitting there on the sand and staring out at the water with his journal and flight jacket beside him. He's still very obviously not dressed for the beach in his usual almost-"buisness casual" attire, but he was also hoping that it'd be a snow day. Talk about a disappointment when he found out Tuesdays are beach days. A snow day would have been perfect to think about Operation Crossbow.]

So much for a cold and snowy day.

Now, can anyone answer just what the hell was with yesterday? I'm having a hard time wrapping my head around those constant musical interludes.

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Uhm, sure I guess. I'll be there in a sec!

[With the speed of Ken-- Ninjas!]

[When she shows up, he'll glance over his shoulder. Huh, that was sooner that expected.]

And here I thought I'd be waiting longer.

I was nearby. What's up, Pixy-kun?

[Well, at least he didn't have to wait too long.

He'll nod to the right of him, towards a palm tree that's just kind of chillin'.]

See that tree over there? Go over there and do that little 'shotgun kick' of yours on it.

Uhm... Sure... That's a weird request.

[She still does it anyway. Then something soft landed on her head]

What was-- Hey, it's the frog I've been trying to get in the game room!

[He couldn't help but smirk when the frog landed right on her head. Success.]

Got it on the first try the other day. Would have given it to you yesterday, but you know what happened.

Why, did you sing and dance too? It was actually fun...

[Chie wipes off the sand on the frog and kind of hug it. It was just so cute to her]

Uhh... Thanks, Pixy... Ugh! What is your real name?! It feels weird calling you Pixy! I might as well call you Bob!

I was fortunate enough to avoid the dancing, unlike you and Church.

[Which watching Church dance in that armor was kind of hilarious. He just laughs, looking away from her and back towards the water, shrugging slightly.]

Nothing wrong with using my callsign. Besides, 'Pixy's at least better than 'Bob', isn't it?

Does that mean you sang? Did you sing with someone?

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[He frowns slightly. He'll confess to the first one, but that thing with Mitsuru didn't. happen.]

I was forced to sing in Belkan.

[She would have shipped it]

Bel-kan? Is that kind of like Russian?

[Well, 'Belka' IS Russian for 'squirrel'.....]

I don't even know what the hell that is. Everyone around here keeps calling it 'German'.

German? We had to remember a German phrase for World History class, it's the only German I know. Ich bin ein Berliner! ["I'm a jelly donut!" in an atrocious accent]

[...yeah, he's giving you a slightly unamused stare, Chie.]

What use would that be in any sort of class?

Some old guy, I think he was a President. He said it in a speech by mistake. I think?

[He'll roll his eyes.]

And no one checked to make sure that what he was saying was correct? That's pathetic.

Yeah, I didn't exactly bother with that subject. Politics is so boring!

But I should have. I would have passed that exam if I did. Heh...heh...

[It's okay, kid. He won't judge you for failing an exam in regards to politics.]

I've had more than my fair share of politics to last me for a while. I'd rather ignore it when I can.

[Granted, his "politics" just equalled to "war bullshit" but same difference.]

[Mitsuru was just at her room, eyes closed and listening to the flames in the fireplace crackle. She heard Larry's voice through the journal, and gasped upon hearing his private message for her. She couldn't help but remember what happened yesterday, but she puts the thought aside again]

I would like that.

[It's a date!]

[Awww yeah. Wait, no, date isn't his intention at all! Don't get the wrong idea!]

Good to know I'll have a wingman again for the day. Any particular time you'll be free?

[Since he'll probably be lost in his own thoughts for a little while longer, because Cipher. ...and yesterday still didn't happen. Nope. Totally didn't. Not even acknowledging it.]

I'm free at the moment. I just need to put some clothes on.

[If he were any other guy, he'd probably either magically have a drink in his hand just for a spittake at those words or he'd be busy thinking up dirty things. But Pixy? He has no fucks to give in that regard and just takes it in stride. In fact, all it is to him is another snarking opportunity.]

So in other words, I'll see you three hours from now.

[And oddly enough, Mitsuru feels comfortable to joke back at him]

No, perhaps four.

[GUUURRRLLL

It's obvious it was joke, though. She couldn't help but chuckle a bit when she said that]

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[He laughs.]

Four, huh? What, you need that extra hour just to comb your hair? I would like to get to town before 0200 hours, if you don't mind.

Very well, I'll be there in a minute. Where do you wish to meet?

[He was tempted to ask 'A minute by whose terms' but he'll keep that snark to himself for once.]

I'll meet you in the grounds.

Alright.

[A minute, or two after... Cue sexy entrance song]

Hello.[Mitsuru smiled. There was a faint blush on her face. She's actually wearing a skirt for once, something Rise would recommend. Basically she looks kind of like Parasoul. Pixy might notice her sword and handgun being a little different]

Pardon me if I took longer than I intended, I had to speak with someone first.

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[He'll glance over his shoulder once he heard her. It was almost odd seeing her in that kind of attire. It's not like it was a date or anything. Not that he cares about what she's wearing, it's none of his concern.]

Were you really speaking to someone, or did it just take you that long to get ready?

[Should've seen that one coming, Mitsuru.]

No, I really did speak with someone. She is my personal stylist now that I'm here in the castle.

[He lets out a slight laugh.]

You need a personal stylist in this place? I wasn't aware of how complicated a woman's life must be when it comes to dressing herself.

I used to have a stylist at home. I just thought of having one in here as well, just to add more... familiarity.

Shall we head to town?

[He gives a slight laugh.] I reiterate my previous statement.

[Because seriously, lady? A stylist? Ah well, it hardly matters. He waves an arm in the direction of town in a faux-gentlemanly fashion.]

After you.

[Despite the fauxness of his gentlemanly gesture, Mitsuru gave a slight bow in reply and went on and took the lead]

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