two.

[migrates]

[ this is simca. she's sitting outside, late evening, just as the sun is setting, in just a really low cut shirt, short-shorts, and strange, thigh-high stiletto leather boots. her chin is resting in her palms and she begins the entry whistling this song.

about halfway through, she stops and finally speaks ]

Oh, I wish I could have gone on that adventure. But a little girl like me shouldn't be dirtying herself up with such dangerous work, maa?

Surely there must be some other way for me to entertain myself here then, mmn? Something fun and exciting! Perhaps I will just sprout wings and fly into the sky to conquest dreams and thoughts! [ she giggles here, knowing full well how strange that statement is. ]

Tell me a story, Cair Paradisa! Tell me many stories! Read me a bedtime story and keep this girl entertained!

[ she ends the entry, whistling the rest of that song.

open action and journal and come into my bosom. ]

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[akito]

[ Akito would tell her a story if he heard what she was asking. As it is, he's out walking his baby skunk. He has it dressed in a cute blue harness so he can walk it without it getting lost or injured. Akito himself is dressed casually, and maybe a bit too lightly for the evening temperature. His A-T are stashed away in his bag, as he's giving his legs a bit of a rest for the day.

It doesn't take him long to find Simca - he just had to follow the tune being whistled. Once he was close enough it was easy enough to tell who it was just by the scent. ]

Simca-san... Hi!

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[migrates]

[ she glances up when Akito comes around, waving her fingers ]

Hi, Akito-chan! [ and then seeing the skunk ] Someone's got a new friend, hmm?

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[akito]

[ he waves back, and nearly trips over the skunk as it moves to hide behind his feet. ]

Ah- This is Akira! He followed us home.

What are you doing out here, Simca-san?

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[migrates]

Akira? Like a certain Akira-kun we know? [ she brings a finger to her lips and purses them, winking at akito ]

Oh, I'm just hanging around~ It's so nice being outside, isn't it? Much better than being cooped up in that boring old castle. The fresh air and being able to see the sky?

I like it much better.

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[akito]

We thought it was a good name for him. [ but he smiles a bit sheepishly anyway, pink tinting his cheeks. ] Though he's much softer than the Akira we know!

I usually sit on the roof every night for a while before bed... It's easy to forget I'm not in Tokyo when I'm that close to the stars.

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[hairflyingheartpounding]

That's kind of a beautiful thought.

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[migrates]

Do you think so? I suppose it seems kind of beautiful at first ~

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[hairflyingheartpounding]

I always love the idea of flying... And you put it in a really lovely way.

[migrates]

Ah ~ Flying is absolutely wonderful. Being able to be apart of the sky? I am sure it is everyone's dream.

[ she does a long whistle, a really pretty sound ]

Giving such sweet compliments to someone you just met? My, I think I'll like you.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

Oh, well, as wonderful as it sounds, it's not my dream.

Heh, really? I'm just being honest.

[sexyhitchhiker]

[the heck?]

Grab a book. Or grab a movie from the Games Room.

[migrates]

Oh, but that's not the same! I wouldn't be able to hear everyone's lovely stories.

[sexyhitchhiker]

...find an audio book?

[migrates]

Too impersonal!

[sexyhitchhiker]

We're not here to entertain you, you know.

[madetosin]

[From the shadows, further down the castle wall, there is an exhalation of smoke, and maybe, if a person had been looking for it, a flash of red, like the sun glinting off metal. A moment later, this man steps forward, cigarette poised idly in one hand and the other in his coat pocket]

What sort of stories interest you?

[migrates]

[ her tuner ears catches him long before he makes himself present but she plays innocent, whistling brightly and turning to look over at him ]

Stories with heroes and princess ~ Do you have any for me?

[madetosin]

[He pauses a moment to consider, flicking his cigarette idly]

Do you know the story of Urashima Tarō?

[migrates]

[ she clasps her hands together ]

Pretend I don't! I'm just a young schoolgirl on her first day, ready to hear from sensei ~

[madetosin]

[His mouth curled into a smile and he moved closer]

Well then...the story begins with with a kind young fisherman named Urashima Tarō. One day, as he is going out to the shore to fish, he encounters a group of children a tormenting a sea turtle. He chases the other children away and releases the turtle into the ocean.

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[eatsfire]

[Even without his journal, and even at a far distance away, Natsu's inhuman hearing picks up on Simca's voice, listening to her speak as he follows it]

Wish I could do that. [He says with a grin once close enough] I'd want wings, like a dragon.

[He plops down beside her without much grace, turning his head to look at her curiously]

You were asking about stories, right?

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[migrates]

Natsu-kun! [ she flails her arms at him before gesturing for him to come sit beside her ] Mmn ~ I think bird's wings are the best. Soft and feathers, so hollow but so strong!

[ she smiles when he sits beside her, immediately leaning against him ]

That's right? Do you have some for lil' ol' me?

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[eatsfire]

Yo! [A thoughtful hum, and then he nods in agreement] Yeah, I think those would match you better anyway.

[He leans against her, too, a little, thinking] Mnn, I dunno. I don't really tell stories, but what kinda ones do you like?

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[migrates]

A swallow for a swallow, na? That's okay, dragon wings are perfectly fitting for you. Leathery and strong!

[ simca whistles a little ]

I like ones with strong men and beautiful princesses! Fairy tales!

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[eatsfire]

[Not really understanding what she means but he nods anyway] Yeah! They better be fitting!

[He snickers a little at fairy tales] Reminds me of my Guild, heh. I could tell you about stuff we've done maybe, if you want.

Though we don't really have princesses.