paradisa | In the ballroom...

[For those residents that find themselves locked in the ballroom, it's really quite a sight to see.

Balloons and streamers and cardboard hearts are strewn all about the room, hanging from the ceiling and decorating those tall, locked doors. But even if the doors won't open, it's not the worst place a person could find themselves.

If you're tired, there is a section of the ballroom where Valentine-themed blankets, pillows, beanbags and blow-up furniture spread out across the floor. The lights are somehow significantly dimmer on this side of the room, allowing for easier sleep.

Along one wall is a seemingly endless array of snack foods, candies, hors d'oeuvre, and anything else someone might want to wish up. There's plenty of room! Nearby, a chocolate fountain stands as tall as the average resident, constantly flowing with delicious chocolate for dipping. Directly beside the fountain is a very, very large chocolate chip cookie shaped like a heart. The cookie alone could feed the entire ballroom if desired. Perhaps as you approach the snack area, you'll find yourself holding a tall, cold glass of pink lemonade.

For entertainment, there is plenty of music, movies and video games to satisfy all genres. Residents are free to wish up whatever they'd like! This is all about having fun with others, after all, and Paradisa's willing to allow (almost) anything to get those bonds forming.

TEAM BUILDING EXERCISE OF THE DAY

In the center of the room is a parachute of grand proportions, colored with stripes of red, pink and white. It's rather large, and cannot be handled by just a few people.

Residents may feel encouraged to run over and help lift the parachute. If enough people can band together and start up a few parachute games, the castle will reward the ballroom.

The reward: The ceiling of the ballroom will fade away, giving the illusion of sunny skies and fluffy clouds during the day, and brilliant stars at night.]

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[Well, he is interesting. She hasn't quite discovered what, but something feels...off about him. It's enough to get her to stop and examine him more closely.

She's not saying anything yet, just setting that high powered gaze on him.]

[And he stiffens. Thanks to the kind of situations he often ran into Conan had developed an excellent awareness of when he was being watched.]

[That's also interesting. She'll just take this opportunity to pull up the nearest (normal) chair and seat herself, as if she's done nothing at all unusual.]

I do not believe we have yet met.

I think we met once before, but it was a long time ago. My name is Conan Edogawa.

[Ah, now that he speaks the voice does sound familiar.]

Well met. I am called Galadriel.

Nice to meet you again, Galadriel.

And you. May I ask what it is you are reading? [Really, though, she's just as interested in figuring him out as in the conversation itself.]

A mystery.

[A smile twitches at the corners of her lips. She had said something to Zelman when she was on her child loss- "a puzzle at work on a puzzle." It seems she had found something similar here.]

Fitting.

How so?

You are something of a mystery yourself, are you not? There is more to you than there seems, that much is plain.

[Conan freezes.]

What are you talking about? I'm just a child.

[That is the most incriminating reaction ever, Conan.]

You know of what I speak. But I will speak no further of what I sense, if it troubles you so greatly. It is no business of mine what you hide. [Although she's still going to think on it.]

[...His acting skills aren't that great. Much to his mother's despair.]

Sense? What do you mean by that?

[He wants to know.]

I see much that is hidden. [Enjoy that vague and ominous sounding statement.]

What kinds of hidden things?

[...That isn't helping his paranoia.]

I may see into the minds and hearts of others; I may see what is, what has been, and what may yet be.

[She smiles here and it's half knowing and half teasing.] Do not let it trouble you overmuch. I have not delved deeply into your mind, nor will I without reason. Of that I give you my word.

[That is... really not helping. Have a Conan scowling at you.]

You can't see what hasn't happened yet. Because the future is always changing. And none of the other things you said are making any sense.

[If she weren't so amused, she might be offended.]

Indeed it is, I have seen many things that did not come to pass when courses were altered. The rest, I will gladly explain should you wish to ask.

How does it work?

[And what do you know, he doesn't say.]

Many things come to me unbidden. Still more, I must seek out.

[Forever vague on this subject.]

How can things come to you unbidden? It sounds very impractical.

Some things you see without effort, do you not? So long as your eyes are open, you will observe them. Others you must look for- many will pass them by without noting them.

So it is also with my gift.

Observation is simply something you train yourself for.

As I have trained and honed my vision. [It's an analogy, Conan. Role with it.]

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