paradisa | ❀ Episode 02 ❀ [Dictated / Action]

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❀ Episode 02 ❀ [Dictated / Action]

Goooood afternoon, Paradisa~!!!

[Rise's bubbly, cheerful voice projects through the journals, almost as if she's announcing through a sound system. But with much more manageable volume, which many residents will be thankful for. If one listens closely, they can hear what sounds like the ocean in the background.]

I've only been here for a few days, so let me introduce myself. I'm Rise Kujikawa, sixteen years old. I'm an idol back home, if you guys know what that is. Basically, I'm in showbiz. I perform as a singer and actress, and I might even break into film one day! But that's just one side of me. I've worked at my family's tofu shop too, and when I'm not working, I'm just an ordinary high school girl.

Now that you all know a little bit about me, I hope to hear from you too! I've met some really great people here already, but I hope to make lots of new friends while I'm here!

Aaaand, while I was looking around, I found this super neat place called the Four Seasons Room.

[She suddenly giggles.]

There's a beach in the castle in January!

[There's a brief pause.]

I guess that's normal for people who have been here for a while, huh? But I skipped from spring all the way up to New Year's when I came here, so I missed a whole summer! And since I wanted to meet more of you, I thought "what could be better than a day at the beach?"

[As she continues, her dramatic pout is actually audible.]

It'd be no fun if I had to spend all this time by myself, but if you're busy, you can still say hi through the journals! I'll be watching and listening!

{OOC: Anything you can think of for a beach gathering should be fair game here. Beach toys, volleyball, karaoke... or just relax and talk. Rise's not a demanding hostess, I promise! ♥}

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If its magic is as powerful as it's made out to be, then it can certainly fool your 'senses'. I would be more concerned with a single poor decision to ruin your time than someone talking through a book.

[Most normal people would be stating this as 'Be careful' or 'Watch your back', but he generally goes a more... blunt approach.]

Jeez, you're a downer.

[She said she wasn't going to let him ruin things. And she isn't. She'll close the journal on him if she has to.]

Seriously, you worry too much. I'll be fine! You can just... go be a grump somewhere, or whatever you do.

[Well, if she doesn't listen to him, that's her problem. He'll ignore that 'grump' bit.]

We'll just say I have my reasons to have concerns.

Yeah, well, nobody asked you.

[She only sounds slightly annoyed, as opposed to the last time they spoke. She gets people being worried about her safety, but it's not like either of them can do anything about this place.]

No one asked for that introduction either, but you obliged anyway.

[He'll shrug to himself.] If you insist on putting yourself at risk for trouble, then that's hardly my concern.

[If she wants to be stubborn - or self confident if she'd rather think of that way - then she can go right ahead. He can't say too much given his own nature, but hey, he's also been through war and knows what can happen unexpectedly.

He'll be quiet for a few moments before speaking up again.]

By the way, I do owe you thanks.

Huh?!

[It's out of her mouth before she can stop it. It's... kind of true that he didn't ask for her help when he first arrived. But that was different! And why is he suddenly thanking her for it now?]

Um, you're welcome, I guess...

[Suddenly, she does feel like she has been a bit of a petulant child about this. But he was still rude! Which only makes the words spinning in her head even harder to get out.]

... I'm glad you care about whether I'm in danger. But I'm really not that weak, okay?

[She thinks back to her announcement over the journal... she had totally been using the Risette personality in the hopes that more people would come see her...]

And I'm not some airhead, either. I know this place probably isn't safe. But everyone says you get sent back home someday, so the castle probably keeps us all mostly okay, right?

[Her voice trembles - she can't say the rest of what's on her mind. If she doesn't stay cheerful, she'll lose hope herself. She doesn't even want to think along those lines.]

That's a nice thought, but I have my doubts. I've been through war, I know how much a situation can change at a moment's notice.

[He hesitates briefly, his voice lowering.]

I'd just like to think this place wouldn't knowingly put civilians in danger.

[He shakes his head. The last thing he wants to see for a while (not that he'd want to see it again) were civilian casualties. But there wasn't a war to be concerned with here, so... he forces a laugh to change his tone again.]

If any recent things people have said here are any indication, then I guess there's a chance everyone would go home at some point. Not that I have much to go back to.

[Wow... no wonder he's so worried. She doesn't even know what to say now.

Not like she knows anything about war, but she's seen dramas about it like just about anyone. And the soldiers in those are always brusque like him, too. But he genuinely seems to care for her safety.]

Hey... this place scares me a bit too. But it hasn't done anything to us yet. And everyone seems to think we're mostly okay, at least.

[He does finally acknowledge that they might be going home someday like everyone else says, but... the mention of not having much to go back to just makes her wonder how bad things were for him back home.]

Don't you have something, at least? Friends or family... anything?

[He gives another slight laugh.]

There's not much for a mercenary dog who lost his wings to go back to.

[He'd almost want to see Cipher again, but somehow he thought that'd be very unlikely. Even if he did, that meeting obviously wouldn't go over well anyway.]

"Wings"?

[Could that have been his permanent loss? She's seen stranger things than a mercenary with wings in this castle.

... No, that's stupid. He has to mean something else, like a jet or something.]

You mean you don't even have any other soldiers to go back to? A "unit" or "division" or whatever?

[She's just throwing out words she's heard on television, but she hopes she's got it right. If he's alone, then he can't even look forward to going back home...]

My aircraft. [One of your guesses was right, Rise! Be proud of yourself. Also, are you sick of dry laughter yet? Because he's given another one.]

I couldn't return to the 66th Air Force Unit even if I wanted to.

Oh...

[Well, this is depressing. She doesn't want her whole day at the beach to be spent talking about this kind of thing.]

I don't suppose there's anything I can do to help? While we're both stuck in this castle, I mean.

[He didn't seem interested in her beach party idea, after all. Come to think of it, she's not even sure why he's still talking to her...]

[In fairness, you didn't ask him. Then he'll finally be back to his usual tone.]

Well, I'm not sure what a kid could do to help. Though that introduction a few days ago was a start.

[Not that she meant that, but he was certainly going to still keep her beyond arm's reach. At least for the time being. And then he'll quickly change the subject, asking in an slight joking tone.]

So, how's the weather?

[It doesn't even bother her that he keeps calling her a kid this time. At least he's not being patronizing about it anymore, and he does seem grateful that she helped him earlier.

She has to giggle at his sudden everyday question.]

It's gorgeous~! At least in here. You're really missing out!

[Even he has to admit, he actually prefers her being preppy. Maybe it's because he hasn't seen anyone genuinely happy in a long time. Who knows.]

The beach was never really my thing.

[Comes with living in cold Belka and in Valais Air Base in a snowy mountain range for quite a long time.]

Come on, who doesn't love the beach?!

[Her tone is more teasing than disbelieving. But she really does wonder what kind of person doesn't enjoy the beach...]

At least it's warm and sunny in here. Beats sitting around in our rooms or wandering around the castle halls again. Which is what I bet you're doing, huh?

I'm more accustomed to cold weather.

[He does make a slight glance around his room before answering.]

Not much else I can do. Even the 'wandering' has to be limited. [Stupid injuries.]

Oh, that's right. You're still injured?

[She actually sounds disappointed.]

I guess you'll just have to visit the beach when you're feeling better, then! At least once.

[She seems to have already made up her mind regardless of what Pixy says.

She even continues in a teasing tone.]

You can protect me if something dangerous happens then.

[WHAT, DON'T I GET A CHOICE IN THE MATTER? He smirks to himself a little and respond in a mixed tone of half-serious, half-joking.]

That depends. Do you intend to pay me? A mercenary isn't going to work for free.

[She notices the half-joking tone, and lets out a small laugh, but at the same time she has to ask.]

You can just wish for anything you want. What are people supposed to pay you with?

[Then an idea strikes!]

Oh! I could make you something! A handmade gift from an idol! Can't put a price on that, right?

[You could almost hear the implicit wink in her tone...]

[He's almost afraid to ask.]

And what, exactly, could you make that would be worth more than paying a mercenary in cash?

What would you need money for here, anyway?!

[Unless he plans to move out into the town, of course, but Rise doesn't bother mentioning that.]

And I was going to offer a gourmet homemade dinner, but you're probably the kind that enjoys his food from a convenience store packet.

[She scoffs at the thought.]

Oh well. You just won't know what you're missing, then.

[Sure, the castle servant things could make Pixy anything he wants in the kitchen. But he probably wouldn't know what to ask for to get real quality. Besides, having a cute girl putting her heart into making something is miles better than some faceless castle magic.]

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