paradisa | ( o49 )

[ steve & nudge ]

[ The following is written: ]

Monday 1PM-3PM -- Nudge
Tuesday 1PM-3PM -- Steve
Thursday 12PM-2PM -- Nudge / 2:30PM-4:30PM -- Steve

You don't need to have your own guitar. The music room supplies that.

[ renee ]

[ Where to even start... ]

We should talk.

[ filter ]

Should have said this weeks ago, but thanks.

[ Eh, so what if it's mid-winter and cold outside? It's always warm in the castle, no matter how many windows are kept open or the doors to the outside keep opening and closing. Magic, obviously. Kind of creepy, but it doesn't deter Kate from taking some time today to enjoy a nice swim in the pool. She has it all to herself right now, which is even nicer.

As usual, the journal is open at the side. ]

Seems after returning from Paris, any others who were brought here don't have any recollection of ever being in Paradisa. [ Only one, possibly. ] Doesn't make sense, but that's probably redundant.

It does seem like a shame though, when you've been here a while and then get sent home, only to be dragged back after some time. There's no guarantee on returning with your memories, so you could forget everything you've been taught or taught yourself. [ A beat. ] What would you miss?

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[ A pause. Man, their conversations always tend to be the strangest, even if her anger subsided. ]

Any examples?

[He's smiling on his end, even if it's only funny to him.]

I could think of one.

Oh?

I haven't actually met many superheroes.

[ There's definitely a pause here. Flattery will get you nowhere, Spike!! ]

You'll find not all of us go by that term.

[Well, that's the nice thing to call it. He's probably never used that word before though, so no promises he'll use it again.]

What do you call it?

I'm a soldier. [ Said resolutely. She knows she's breaking more laws than she can count on her fingers, which also labels her a vigilante, but forget what others call her. This is what she'll always be. ]

Huh.

[His tone isn't mocking, just quietly reflective. Ordinarily, a new subculture of costumed soldiers wouldn't get much consideration from him on principle, but she caught him while he's in the mood for distractions. Who knows what's going on in his brain now.]

[ To pry or not to... ]

Surprised?

[When does she not, really...]

Sort of ruins the one thing I knew about them.

You'll live.

I've managed so far.