[Hello there! Isn't it a wonderful day in this creepy Italian town? Well, it soon won't be, since if Alisaie is leaving the hotel, she may trip over what happens to be just a Guy near the doorway.]
[EXCUSE YOU SIR WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING???? thankfully Alisaie is light on her feet and is no longer wearing the chunky heels she turned up in yesterday, so while she notices him too late to stop her momentum, she does manage to hop over him without stepping on him... even if he'd deserve it.
And then she turns back to him, resting her hands on her hips as she glares down at him.]
Just what do you think you're doing? I hope for your sake you're unconscious if you've chosen to lay in everybody's way.
[The tonberry on the other side of him makes a couple jabbing motions with its rubber knife, though it doesn't actually touch him.]
[SOMETIMES A GREAT DETECTIVE HAS TO DO. whatever this is]
Mmm? [And he raises his head blearily, like he just woke up. There is a steel-blue-gray hare nearby who just. Looks Very Done, though she also looks a little drowsy.] Iris...that you...?
[And then suddenly, without warning, he's up and on his feet! Energetic! Like nothing happened!]
I do apologize, my dear madam. I had been set with an awful urge for a nap, you see, and happened upon this place. It just took me over in an instant! But it was a good few minutes of rest, so I feel much better now!
Not at all! Sometimes this happens. Why, one time, Iris found me draped halfway out the window! The body wants what the body wants, even if is a good rest. And I must say, sleeping on the floor last night was certainly not something that could produce a single moment of restful sleep.
[She's still not actually sure if she's being punked or not. All she can think of are the pixies of Lydha Lran and their propensity for pranks and playing games--so he can't actually be this inept, right? It's got to be some sort of game, like with the pixies.
But she's just not sure.]
And what is it that stopped you sleeping in a bed, pray tell? Your coin should have opened one of the rooms. [Yeah she's assuming that he's one of the newcomers here because he's simply too strange to not be--] Or you could have gone into any one of the houses to borrow a bed.
[he's not. still wearing his sexy nun clothes is he]
[Is there anything sure with the great Herlock Sholmes? Jury is out on that one!]
Oh, no, you misunderstand. You see. I did find my room. But my roommate is a sweet 11-year old girl. What was I to do, hog the bed for myself? Never! So I graciously gave her the bed, and deigned to sleep on the floor instead.
[No, he's actually wearing a loose collared shirt and pants, today with a long brown overcoat! Very normal.]
[thank the Twelve... but that also means he knows that other beds exist in other houses????]
And so you decided to become everybody else's problem by taking a nap in the door.
[alisaie if you'd walked away you could have forgotten about him by now]
You've yet to explain why you didn't simply just sleep somewhere else for the night. You seem to have found clothes easily enough-- [she's assuming everybody turned up in nun costumes, considering how many conversations she's had about them] --so clearly you found alternative housing. Or do you mean to nap here every morning, if sleeping on the floor isn't sufficiently restful?
[He's pulling out a pipe from his bag to put to his mouth. He's not smoking anything. He's just holding it. I hate him.]
I also don't mean to nap here. It is most uncomfortable, and even more so knowing people like you could trip over me at a whim! Worry not. I'll find an even better place for a quick nap that won't be in this general area!
"Am I any good...?" Is the sky blue, my dear madam? I have had countless of my exploits penned by my esteemed biographer down in the pages of Randst Magazine! Murders, missing persons, burglaries, political affairs...I have solved them all!
[the only reason he's not immediately dead is because he didn't try to muss her hair in addition to using her brother's name.
That won't save him entirely, however. Alisaie is glaring, both hands clenched into fists as she takes what is possibly a surprisingly menacing step forward for a girl who's only 4'9"????? Chill Alisaie damn girl]
I am not [somehow this word is audibly bolded and emphasized??? she's got Feelings] Alphinaud!
For someone who claims to be a world-famous detective, you've exceptionally poor awareness when it comes to other people! Or do you frequently encounter individuals that change their entire bearing over the course of a single night? I don't know how you can claim to have solved a single case if you cannot even keep track of the person in front of you!
[why does everyone think Alphinaud will start wandering around in dresses one day????]
What similarities? [Yes, yes, she knows they're identical twins, but...] If Alphinaud made enough of an impression on you that you can remember his name, you ought to have realized by now that he's much more willing to suffer idiots than I!
[By some happenstance, Alisaie happens to be in the grand salon this fine day, a handful of glass shards laid out on the table before her. She's glaring at them as though she's trying to come to some sort of conclusion, and she reaches out to touch one... then pulls her hand back, sighing.
If Sholmes is the type of guy to just grab up somebody's memory shard, he's welcome to (though he may get yelled at afterward); otherwise, after a moment more Alisaie will grit her teeth and pick up a different one.
[Hello, gift shop. You're a constant friend this week, providing warm clothes in a frigid world...
At first, Alisaie isn't perceiving Sholmes. She's much more focused on finding something warmer. ...but then the sound of the water in the globe shaking hits her ears, constant and irritating, and then Taf perks up, noticing the cashier's expression...
[puts in.... a murder proposal.... for SNOW GLOBE SHAKING........ she can see you, Sholmes!!!! (Ftr she's about 50% vision back! It's all blurry, but hey!)
But at least he's being helpful. As hideous as they are (they're probably fine honestly), Alisaie slips the sunglasses on and...]
Oh. This will do much better outside. My thanks.
[She's leaving these on for a moment. But she'll gesture to Sholmes and the snow globe in his hand.]
Why do you keep shaking that? The poor woman manning the counter looks like she's about to cry.
[Do you ever have those times where your emotions are so strong about something that you make a stupid decision and a little while later realize that was a bad decision?
Yeah. That's Alisaie right now. Hi. Don't worry about it. It might make things better, honestly.]
[She means she's cursed Sholmes!!!! But also. Uh. There may be a tinge of red to her face when he asks that question. It's definitely because she let Spike pick a drink for her though and nothing else; it's fine.
But also it's not fine??? Alisaie looks away for a long moment before she answers him.]
Losing friends I felt... close to.
I am accustomed to seeing death. Alphinaud and I have seen much and more in our home. But there are always those that are more difficult than others.
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WEEKEND 0 DAY 2
[He's just. Laying there.]
[Let's hope he's dead!]
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And then she turns back to him, resting her hands on her hips as she glares down at him.]
Just what do you think you're doing? I hope for your sake you're unconscious if you've chosen to lay in everybody's way.
[The tonberry on the other side of him makes a couple jabbing motions with its rubber knife, though it doesn't actually touch him.]
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Mmm? [And he raises his head blearily, like he just woke up. There is a steel-blue-gray hare nearby who just. Looks Very Done, though she also looks a little drowsy.] Iris...that you...?
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My name is Alisaie, not Iris. If you were expecting her to wake you, perhaps you ought to try sleeping somewhere that isn't a doorway.
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[Just kind of slumps down...]
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I do apologize, my dear madam. I had been set with an awful urge for a nap, you see, and happened upon this place. It just took me over in an instant! But it was a good few minutes of rest, so I feel much better now!
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But also now she's sus.]
You had an urge for a nap.
And so you intentionally settled down in a doorway you knew people would be walking through instead of moving a single yalm out of the way?
[Does Sholmes have brown eyes? Because he's full of shit. Alisaie folds her arms, fixing him with a look.]
Is this some sort of test?
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[And looks back at her.]
Not at all! Sometimes this happens. Why, one time, Iris found me draped halfway out the window! The body wants what the body wants, even if is a good rest. And I must say, sleeping on the floor last night was certainly not something that could produce a single moment of restful sleep.
[THIS IS CONCERNING, SIR]
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But she's just not sure.]
And what is it that stopped you sleeping in a bed, pray tell? Your coin should have opened one of the rooms. [Yeah she's assuming that he's one of the newcomers here because he's simply too strange to not be--] Or you could have gone into any one of the houses to borrow a bed.
[he's not. still wearing his sexy nun clothes is he]
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Oh, no, you misunderstand. You see. I did find my room. But my roommate is a sweet 11-year old girl. What was I to do, hog the bed for myself? Never! So I graciously gave her the bed, and deigned to sleep on the floor instead.
[No, he's actually wearing a loose collared shirt and pants, today with a long brown overcoat! Very normal.]
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And so you decided to become everybody else's problem by taking a nap in the door.
[alisaie if you'd walked away you could have forgotten about him by now]
You've yet to explain why you didn't simply just sleep somewhere else for the night. You seem to have found clothes easily enough-- [she's assuming everybody turned up in nun costumes, considering how many conversations she's had about them] --so clearly you found alternative housing. Or do you mean to nap here every morning, if sleeping on the floor isn't sufficiently restful?
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[He's pulling out a pipe from his bag to put to his mouth. He's not smoking anything. He's just holding it. I hate him.]
I also don't mean to nap here. It is most uncomfortable, and even more so knowing people like you could trip over me at a whim! Worry not. I'll find an even better place for a quick nap that won't be in this general area!
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Most uncomfortable, and yet you got a "good few minutes of rest"?
[WERE YOU ACTUALLY SLEEPING OR JUST LYING THERE WITH YOUR EYES CLOSED]
I assume that the next place you find for a "quick nap" will be similarly in somebody else's way.
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[are you being silly or serious WHO KNOWS]
Don't you worry.
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[she 100% expects him to faceplant in a drain, that seems like something he would do]
Just who are you, anyway?
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[Posing?? HE'S POSING]
The name's Herlock Sholmes! I am the world-famous consulting detective, the greatest in the world! I presume you must know of me.
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Yes, quite. I know you must be stunned in the presence of greatness.
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That's certainly one word for it.
Are you actually any good at what you do?
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Do you even remember my name?
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[......]
Alphinaud!
1/3 stop making me do this sholmes!!!!
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That won't save him entirely, however. Alisaie is glaring, both hands clenched into fists as she takes what is possibly a surprisingly menacing step forward for a girl who's only 4'9"????? Chill Alisaie damn girl]
I am not [somehow this word is audibly bolded and emphasized??? she's got Feelings] Alphinaud!
For someone who claims to be a world-famous detective, you've exceptionally poor awareness when it comes to other people! Or do you frequently encounter individuals that change their entire bearing over the course of a single night? I don't know how you can claim to have solved a single case if you cannot even keep track of the person in front of you!
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2/3
3/3
[He's just. Very unruffled by this Extremely Angry Girl]
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What similarities? [Yes, yes, she knows they're identical twins, but...] If Alphinaud made enough of an impression on you that you can remember his name, you ought to have realized by now that he's much more willing to suffer idiots than I!
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[wait]
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Good. And don't even think about stirring up trouble with anyone else.
[If someone comes up to her and calls her Alphinaud in the next couple days, she's 100% going to think it's because Sholmes did something.
But for now, she's going to stalk off, her red chocobo bobbing after her.]
WEEK 2 DAY 2
If Sholmes is the type of guy to just grab up somebody's memory shard, he's welcome to (though he may get yelled at afterward); otherwise, after a moment more Alisaie will grit her teeth and pick up a different one.
Have fun with that emotional whiplash honestly]
week 5 day 3
[He is shaking a snowglobe. He is shaking it a lot. The cashier is very worriedly looking over at him.]
[Shake shake shake.]
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At first, Alisaie isn't perceiving Sholmes. She's much more focused on finding something warmer. ...but then the sound of the water in the globe shaking hits her ears, constant and irritating, and then Taf perks up, noticing the cashier's expression...
...oh, fine.]
Must you keep shaking that?
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[He....stops shaking!]
My dear lady! How do you do?
[Shake shake.]
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Also has he really forgotten her name again.
But you know what she's gonna ignore it this time. How long can Alisaie deal with foolishness? Let's find out!]
As well as any of us are doing in this infernal wasteland, I suppose. [You know, bleeding, half-blind, snowblind... it's fine.]
Have you seen any glasses with darkened lenses? My brother said there were some to be found in here.
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[And he's shaking the snowglobe to help her follow him. Sound cues!]
Here, they have a little shelf with the very thing.
[He pulls off some sunglasses that have a cool but cheesy snowflake motif to them to hand to her.]
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But at least he's being helpful. As hideous as they are (they're probably fine honestly), Alisaie slips the sunglasses on and...]
Oh. This will do much better outside. My thanks.
[She's leaving these on for a moment. But she'll gesture to Sholmes and the snow globe in his hand.]
Why do you keep shaking that? The poor woman manning the counter looks like she's about to cry.
w5, post-trial
Yeah. That's Alisaie right now. Hi. Don't worry about it. It might make things better, honestly.]
...Sholmes?
[...gestures to the empty seat at her table]
Sit down, if you'd like.
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[He sits at the counter, and...boy, the circles under his eyes are just. There. He's so exhausted.]
[But he does nod over to her.]
Are you alright?
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[...]
I will be. This... is not the first time something like this has happened.
Will you be all right? I know the two of you were close.
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[What's fine, really?]
What do you mean, not the first time...?
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But also it's not fine??? Alisaie looks away for a long moment before she answers him.]
Losing friends I felt... close to.
I am accustomed to seeing death. Alphinaud and I have seen much and more in our home. But there are always those that are more difficult than others.
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...Of course. There are people we hold so closely to ourselves that it hurts all the more when they are gone. And she was...she was one of a kind.
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"Is," Mr. Sholmes. She is one of a kind. We need but only find the way to bring them back to us.