heaven / firefly

[midway]

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Week 0: Monday

[fightolive]

[ Firefly's at the beach! Still fully dressed, no swimsuit, but looking out at the ocean and watching it ebb and flow.

When Claude comes up, she will idly take his hand in hers. ]

It's really pretty, isn't it?

[midway]

[ Oh! Looks at their joined hands in awe...

Before remembering something and teasingly narrowing his eyes at her. ]

It sure is, liar.

[fightolive]

[She smiles in return.]

It's not really a lie if I go by both of them.

[midway]

Isn't that convenient.

[ Hmph. ]

Well, I have to commend you. It's smart to give a fake name in an unfamiliar situation.

[fightolive]

You can use whichever name you want.

[A very gentle squeeze of his hand. ]

I wanted to know a little more first.

[midway]

[ I forgot about the hand holding. And so did he, which means he's going to blink in surprise and look mildly flustered but hide it. ]

So you're used to being in danger?

[fightolive]

[ She's not letting go of this hand now that she has it. ]

I would say... a lot of my life was dangerous.

But it sounds like yours was too.

[midway]

[ Oooh, Miss Firefly...

He shrugs. ]

You've lived a long while with all the danger. That's quite a feat.

[fightolive]

[It's affection week, now is the time!]

I suppose that's one way to look at it... To me, it's just how it was.

[midway]

[ Squeezes her hand in return then. ]

For any particular reason?

[fightolive]

The circumstances of my birth...

[A little sigh.]

That's a really long story.

[midway]

Do you have somewhere to be?

[ Sorry, he's nosy. ]

[fightolive]

That interested in someone you've only know for a few days? Or... Are you like this with everyone?

[Lightly teasing.]

[midway]

Well, there's not much to do other than to get to know one another.

[ Smiles! ]

And maybe I do show more interest in cute girls every now and then.

[fightolive]

[ Immediately blushes and uses her free hand to cover a cheek- not that it does much to cover it at all. ]

Thank you? You're very charming yourself.

[midway]

[ NOOO CUTE He laughs a little. ]

I don't know if anyone's called me that before... But well, I hope that my sincere interest in your story is coming across at least.

[fightolive]

Really? That doesn't seem right.

[He seems quite nice to her!]

I'm interested in you too, you know? Why don't we share a little bit with each other?

[midway]

[ Just hums. ]

Sure, if you have any questions, I'm happy to answer them.

[ Meanwhile, he'll lead them over to a towel on the sand so they can chill. ]

[fightolive]

[She'll take a seat and tug him down with her, still not letting go.]

Alright. Hmm... What was your childhood like?

[midway]

[ That's fine... It's kind of nice. ]

Oh, I'm going first?

[fightolive]

[ It's cozy. ]

That's right.

[midway]

You're tougher than you look.

[ Sighs. ]

Well, there's not much to say. It was fairly unexciting, tutoring, training... Your typical noble upbringing.

[fightolive]

Hmm... I don't know any nobles, so I don't know what's typical.

[midway]

It's not particularly exciting. You're usually kept within the estate, and exposed only to what your family deems fit.

[ He shrugs. ]

It's easy to form an extremely biased view of the world.

[fightolive]

Hm...

[ She'll allow that. ]

Alright, what do you want to ask?