My, what makes you think that? [ ...No, no, she's grinning a little as she moves around his side now. Neaaarly done here. ] Yes, I am. Have you ever played Endless Sonata? It was that very lovely game about a composer—regardless, I'm going as Clave from it.
[ ...or, in not Recollé-terms, Claves from Eternal Sonata, because Tara Platt also voiced her and I literally can't resist voice actor jokes. ]
[ Is he complete? Can he call himself a true murder victim yet? He can feel his legs burning to the heat, but it's not too bad... Kind of like a clay room at a spa? ]
I heard that game was pretty good, but no. [ Maybe he should get it... Years later. ] I'm sure you'll do great, either way.
Do you want to maybe meet up on one of the days, too? So I can check out your costume.
[ It's never too late to get into a game..!!! And yes, he's done. Let her admire her handiwork a bit; she looks very proud of her outline, stepping around him carefully before she leans back against the shop's storefront. ]
I don't see why not. [ Though the thought of hanging out comes with a lot of "is that really something we should do" baggage because moving is hard and what are bonds, really, when you never keep in contact after. ] I hope you'll be wowed by it. It's a little old, but it's one of my absolute favorites, and I've made sure to keep it good condition.
[ Bonds are important, Elizabeth. They can terrorize Goro together or something—anyway, he settles into his chalk line well and tries to look at it to no avail. This position leaves a lot to be desired view-wise. ]
Then we have a plan. [ He's thinking they can check out some panels, too? Who knows. ] Right... What musical production would you want to do?
[ He's hoping just a scene or two should be enough for his square. ]
[ Elizabeth is by some miracle Goro's bully and also his benefactor for the agency she's decided he's going to run so, like. She made a deal with him she's his confidant now. ]
Well, hmmm... [ She checks her bingo and motions for him to stand up, he's free of his duties. And since she's free of drawing, she'll actually enjoy her drink... now... ] There's so many I'd love to do simply because I haven't had the chance to perform them in them yet. The Phantom of the Operahouse wouldn't be very fitting though, if we're doing it in honor of our dear Mayor Mayer...
The Wizard of Zo might be a good choice, particularly if we imply he's the titular wizard. Yes, the wizard's a liar and a schemer, but he's also certainly smart and very resourceful.
[ A confidant of Akira's confidant is also his!!! Or he's going to steal her away from him. Thank you for your patronage. He sees it clearly that Elizabeth wants him to get up, but he continues to rot here like a real corpse. Let him even close his eyes... It's kind of comfortable having the sun warm up your legs?
He's close to dozing off. ]
Are you going to be Dorthy?
[ For some reason he's thinking that he'll be the dog. How great would it be if he just needed to yap the whole scene? ]
[ Please leave his wallet alone, Elizabeth. The chances of him buying them for no particular reason in this state is almost 60%. Finally, he moves his hand to fish out his phone to look up the Zo cast and scenes. ]
Scarecrow. [ Just cause it's the first one to catch his attention. Really, no preference. ] Life without a brain seems tragic.
[ Raising a hand, he's hoping she'll help him up? Life alert. ]
[ You've got two hands and some legs, help yourself up—no she'll help, upsy-daisy Akira, welcome back to the world of the living. ]
I think it'd make things easier. [ Dancing through life, to quote another great musical set in Zo. ] You'd never overthink anything... granted, you wouldn't really think about things in general, but I believe that sort of reckless confidence is inspiring. It would make for some fairly poor choices though.
[ Like voting in some sort of awful president. Ooh, scary. Wait, is that too real. ]
[ why are you being mean to him, elizabeth... is it because his last name isn't Arisato?? Now that he isn't lying down, Akira is alert 100%. ]
People would suffer from your negligence, however. [ But he guesses that isn't the point. He fetches his drink and sips on it... The shade has kept it a little chilly? Just a little. ] Shall I escort you to Tribunal Terrace?
[ There's a graceful bow, imitating a gentleman. Unlike prospective presidents. Spooky. ]
[ Well, he's getting a small curtsy in return; this is just how she was raised, this is what she does. ]
That would be wonderful. Though, one moment— [ She has to bounce into the florist shop to let her boss-caretaker-etc know she's off for the day, and then she'll be back out. ] Let us be off, milord.
[ Basically, Daddy Igor. Okay. He slides his hands into his pockets as he waits for her, idly looking at the flowers through the window. The arrangements are nice... ]
Then we're off.
[ It shouldn't take them too late to reach the terrace. They only need to stake out a fine place to stage their act. Maybe in front of the statue? ]
[ I will pay you any amount of money you want to never again put the words "Daddy" and "Igor" anywhere near each other I swear to god.
The statue is nice, but Elizabeth's thinking bigger... ]
I think Town Hall would be the best place. Mayor Mayer's always working so hard there, after all. He'd certainly be able to enjoy our show if we brought it right to him
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[ I'm not sorry, Bella. I hope you suffer as much as I do. Akira considers he suggestion and finds her explanation sound and crisp. With a nod, he'll lead her there without any complaints. There are only a couple of people in front of Town Hall, leaving them a great deal to put on their show. ]
I hope he's not expecting too much—at least from me.
[ Elizabeth is going to carry him like the monstrous secret boss she is. ]
[ I'm disowning you and also our CR. Elizabeth studies the place carefully, nodding in satisfaction and giving Akira a quick shoulder pat. Very lightly. ]
You're a scarecrow. No one really expects anything from you. [ ... Reassuring? Insulting? She's doing her best. ] Do you remember the scene on the Red Brick Road? Where they're singing that they're off to see the wizard. I believe that one is very recognizable, and also likely the one easiest for the both of us.
[ Director Elizabeth at her finest, just let her carry this conversation and you— ]
[ I'll just chase you to the ends of the earth YOU CAN'T GET RID OF ME unless you drop. There is really no way to offend him in this case. He'll take it in stride with a sigh before puffing out his chest. They should be confident, right? ]
Director Velveteen does know best.
[ If only he knew. Anyway, he's the one to initiate and hooks their arms together with a smile. ]
Very well. [ Let her just get everyone's attention with a really loud whistle. The kind you get when you use your fingers? Like a Proper Director, she's going to introduce their play. ]
Thank you for your attention! In honor of our good Mayor Mayer, we will be putting on a scene from The Wizard of Zo. We hope that our small production, though manned only by myself playing Dorthy and my charming compatriot playing the Scarecrow, will amuse you and earn your applause... or laughter.
[ ... And then they can skip around in a circle and sing; Elizabeth will definitely do as much of the lifting as she needs to, though she is obviously incredibly delighted to be part of this anyway. She loves musicals! She's always favored them! She's got trained talent! She'd probably put this thing on by herself if Akira asked her to!! ]
[ do it. Akira is startled by the whistle, practically straightening his back with wide eyes as he looks at her. CHRIST.
Oh no people are watching.
Elizabeth really does carry the production by herself for the first couple of seconds before he finds his pacing. They skip in unison, sing parts in unison, and he plays his part fine... And when he forgets, he wings it completely. Sorry, Elizabeth. Reprimand him later. Either way, he's having fun and a crowd actually surrounds them. There's an applause, even some small change being thrown at their feet. ]
Thanks, Velveteen.
[ It seems like his bingo square is done. He doesn't ever want to do this again—the crowd screams encore and his heart stops. ]
But she's shaking her head and waving them off, no no. Her and Akira will be leaving now. She like, considers picking up the change? ...And does do so, but she'll be taking his arm again and leading him away from their audience. ]
Encores are fun, but I think they suit a bigger production more than our small bit. [ Just as way of explanation. ] Regardless, think nothing of it! You helped me with my square, after all. Helping you with this was fun enough.
[ ... Did you just take their money?? Akira only blinks once and doesn't bat another eyelash at that. Without a complaint, he lets her drag him around. ]
I don't think I would have had it in me to do even that small part again. [ Just being honest. ] It was a lot more fun than I expected.
[ While he said it would be fun to begin with, he thought otherwise cause the initial wave of dread hit him harder than a speeding dump truck. ]
[ ??? They threw it at them, what was she supposed to do, ignore their gratitude and just leave it there?????? It's getting shoved off on Akira anyway, she doesn't need money, he can have it. Payment for a job well-done, even if it was his bingo square in the first place. ]
How gentlemanly. [ Hmm... ] It's not quite late, so I think I'll be safe getting home on my own. Thank you for the offer though.
All right. I trust you'll easily take care of anything that gives you trouble.
[ There's something about her aura, while intriguing and whimsical, also domineering. He's not sure why... It's kind of admirable. They can finally separate and depart like good passing allies should. ]
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[ ...or, in not Recollé-terms, Claves from Eternal Sonata, because Tara Platt also voiced her and I literally can't resist voice actor jokes. ]
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I heard that game was pretty good, but no. [ Maybe he should get it... Years later. ] I'm sure you'll do great, either way.
Do you want to maybe meet up on one of the days, too? So I can check out your costume.
[ WOW HIM. ]
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I don't see why not. [ Though the thought of hanging out comes with a lot of "is that really something we should do" baggage because moving is hard and what are bonds, really, when you never keep in contact after. ] I hope you'll be wowed by it. It's a little old, but it's one of my absolute favorites, and I've made sure to keep it good condition.
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Then we have a plan. [ He's thinking they can check out some panels, too? Who knows. ] Right... What musical production would you want to do?
[ He's hoping just a scene or two should be enough for his square. ]
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Well, hmmm... [ She checks her bingo and motions for him to stand up, he's free of his duties. And since she's free of drawing, she'll actually enjoy her drink... now... ] There's so many I'd love to do simply because I haven't had the chance to perform them in them yet. The Phantom of the Operahouse wouldn't be very fitting though, if we're doing it in honor of our dear Mayor Mayer...
The Wizard of Zo might be a good choice, particularly if we imply he's the titular wizard. Yes, the wizard's a liar and a schemer, but he's also certainly smart and very resourceful.
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He's close to dozing off. ]
Are you going to be Dorthy?
[ For some reason he's thinking that he'll be the dog. How great would it be if he just needed to yap the whole scene? ]
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Without a doubt. [ And he'd make a good Todo with that dark, curly hair of his. ] Do you have a preference for who you'd like to be?
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Scarecrow. [ Just cause it's the first one to catch his attention. Really, no preference. ] Life without a brain seems tragic.
[ Raising a hand, he's hoping she'll help him up? Life alert. ]
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I think it'd make things easier. [ Dancing through life, to quote another great musical set in Zo. ] You'd never overthink anything... granted, you wouldn't really think about things in general, but I believe that sort of reckless confidence is inspiring. It would make for some fairly poor choices though.
[ Like voting in some sort of awful president. Ooh, scary. Wait, is that too real. ]
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People would suffer from your negligence, however. [ But he guesses that isn't the point. He fetches his drink and sips on it... The shade has kept it a little chilly? Just a little. ] Shall I escort you to Tribunal Terrace?
[ There's a graceful bow, imitating a gentleman. Unlike prospective presidents. Spooky. ]
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That would be wonderful. Though, one moment— [ She has to bounce into the florist shop to let her boss-caretaker-etc know she's off for the day, and then she'll be back out. ] Let us be off, milord.
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Then we're off.
[ It shouldn't take them too late to reach the terrace. They only need to stake out a fine place to stage their act. Maybe in front of the statue? ]
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The statue is nice, but Elizabeth's thinking bigger... ]
I think Town Hall would be the best place. Mayor Mayer's always working so hard there, after all. He'd certainly be able to enjoy our show if we brought it right to him
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I hope he's not expecting too much—at least from me.
[ Elizabeth is going to carry him like the monstrous secret boss she is. ]
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You're a scarecrow. No one really expects anything from you. [ ... Reassuring? Insulting? She's doing her best. ] Do you remember the scene on the Red Brick Road? Where they're singing that they're off to see the wizard. I believe that one is very recognizable, and also likely the one easiest for the both of us.
[ Director Elizabeth at her finest, just let her carry this conversation and you— ]
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Director Velveteen does know best.
[ If only he knew. Anyway, he's the one to initiate and hooks their arms together with a smile. ]
Let's skip to our dreams.
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Very well. [ Let her just get everyone's attention with a really loud whistle. The kind you get when you use your fingers? Like a Proper Director, she's going to introduce their play. ]
Thank you for your attention! In honor of our good Mayor Mayer, we will be putting on a scene from The Wizard of Zo. We hope that our small production, though manned only by myself playing Dorthy and my charming compatriot playing the Scarecrow, will amuse you and earn your applause... or laughter.
[ ... And then they can skip around in a circle and sing; Elizabeth will definitely do as much of the lifting as she needs to, though she is obviously incredibly delighted to be part of this anyway. She loves musicals! She's always favored them! She's got trained talent! She'd probably put this thing on by herself if Akira asked her to!! ]
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Oh no people are watching.
Elizabeth really does carry the production by herself for the first couple of seconds before he finds his pacing. They skip in unison, sing parts in unison, and he plays his part fine... And when he forgets, he wings it completely. Sorry, Elizabeth. Reprimand him later. Either way, he's having fun and a crowd actually surrounds them. There's an applause, even some small change being thrown at their feet. ]
Thanks, Velveteen.
[ It seems like his bingo square is done. He doesn't ever want to do this again—the crowd screams encore and his heart stops. ]
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But she's shaking her head and waving them off, no no. Her and Akira will be leaving now. She like, considers picking up the change? ...And does do so, but she'll be taking his arm again and leading him away from their audience. ]
Encores are fun, but I think they suit a bigger production more than our small bit. [ Just as way of explanation. ] Regardless, think nothing of it! You helped me with my square, after all. Helping you with this was fun enough.
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I don't think I would have had it in me to do even that small part again. [ Just being honest. ] It was a lot more fun than I expected.
[ While he said it would be fun to begin with, he thought otherwise cause the initial wave of dread hit him harder than a speeding dump truck. ]
Shall I escort you home?
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How gentlemanly. [ Hmm... ] It's not quite late, so I think I'll be safe getting home on my own. Thank you for the offer though.
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[ There's something about her aura, while intriguing and whimsical, also domineering. He's not sure why... It's kind of admirable. They can finally separate and depart like good passing allies should. ]
I'll see you around?
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Ah... [ ... ] If you'd like to, yes. I wouldn't be opposed to seeing you again.
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But her pause makes him feel nervous. DID HE SCREW UP—oh no he didn't. ]
Nice. Then I'll swing by even when I don't need flowers. Expect me.
[ He's going to leave on this "cool" note before he regrets how fucking dumb he sounds. Bye. ]