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04 ❀

Who: Elize Lutus and YOU maybe?
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: FS Starlight, at the parks!
When: February 14-20ish?

[VIDEO]

[ The broadcast opens up to show a young girl with fluffy blonde hair, only about eleven or twelve years of age. She's sitting down, out in the park. She has a notebook, a stash of pens, her mage staff, and her doll next to her. ]

...I'm Elize Lutus. Hello. I've been here for about ten months now? I think. If anyone needs help with anything, let me know. I'll do my best.

[ That's mainly directed towards many of the newcomers to the fleet. Then there's an awkward pause. That's not the reason why she's making a video broadcast in the first place. For someone as shy as Elize, she normally dislikes recording herself for the entire public to see. ]

Um... so, I've been learning a lot about other worlds. And Jove has been teaching me how to write in the common tongue! She taught me some Elvish words too. Like falon. That means friend.

[ The reason she decided to record herself is to show off what she has been learning, her achievements, like a proud child. She opens up her notebook, holding it open to the screen. It's lines of sentences written in the common tongue, recognizable to those who come from Thedas. (It looks a bit like this.) Some lines are written in practiced repetition. They're extremely basic sentences like "my name is...", "how are you?", simple greetings, etc.

Everything is written in sparkly, pink gel pen ink that she bought from the station. It's written neatly too, with no smudging. She made sure the ink dried! ]

When I get better, I'm hoping to write a letter entirely in common tongue.

[ She flips the notebook over to look at her own writing. Her shoulders slump in disappointment and her proud expression begins to falter, like there's a moment of disbelief that the letter she writes might not reach. She then looks back up, putting on a brave smile even though her cheeks are red with embarrassment. She'll get this letter delivered, somehow. ]

If... anyone wants to hang out or something, I'm at the park. Or, we can just chat over the communicator. That's fine too.

[ACTION]

[ And as she mentioned in the broadcast, Elize will be in the park. She's laying down on her stomach, being diligent and practicing writing down sentences repeatedly in her notebook. ]

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[Ciri and magic don't mix well.]

Sometimes all you can do is wait. I think you're off to a good start, learning how to write your friend's language. You'll be very impressive.

...yes.

[ That gets her to smile a bit and she sounds confident. She remembers writing to him in Rieze Maxian before. He couldn't read a lick of it. ]

I want to make Daddy proud of me.

Daddy?

[She sounds confused--and she is. Someone from another world, but...?]

Your father at home?

[ That was an accident. Her cheeks flush bright red again. ]

Um... n-no... my parents from my world died when I was very young. I never got to know them.

[ Elize hasn't spoke of him much since he left, but occasionally she lets the title slip out. She can't help it sometimes. She hugs her notebook close to her chest. ]

I found someone that I could call father. We're not blood-related, but he's still family. And then- and then Atroma sent him away. We talked a lot about how I could live with him, back on his world...

I see. [She's more used to parentless children than ones with mothers and fathers. She smiles, tilting her head so that Elize can see it.]

The man I consider to be my father isn't related to me by blood, either. I always seem to find my way back to him. It takes a while, sometimes, but I do. I'd wager it's the same with you and yours.

You have someone like that?

[ Her voice sounds in awe over someone that she can relate to. She is also very noticeably becoming weepy eyed, mostly due to talking about Cullen. If she were in the same broken state of mind as a month ago, she might have broken down quickly. Every little memory of him seemed to make her cry.

But she bites back her tears. She knows she's a strong girl now, but she wants to be even stronger. To make her father even more proud when she sees him again... ]

Yes. I'll definitely find a way back to my father too.

[Ciri nods. She's past the age of tearing up when away from Geralt, but that doesn't mean she doesn't miss him dearly.]

I do. His name is Geralt. I was hoping he'd be here too, somehow, but I was not so fortunate. I'd only just found him again.

[And she'll find him once more.]

Maybe I'll have to find something to do for him as well.

[ Like her and many others. She sometimes felt envious of the ones who showed up, able to find someone from their world. ]

I'm sorry he's not here. Why don't you write a letter to him?

[ She's already shuffling through her papers, searching for a blank page that she can tear out for Ciri. One page has an unused sheet of star stickers tucked inside. ]

That's a brilliant idea.

[Geralt would find it funny, perhaps, rambling letter of Ciri's thoughts. But her thoughts are entirely derailed when she spots the stickers.]

Oh! What's that? There. [She reaches over to point at the spot where the stickers were.] They're pretty.

These? They're called stickers!

[ Rieze Maxia never had anything like it, similar to her gel pens. She was immediately drawn towards them back at the shop and they were a nice affordable price.

She sounds rather excited to show Ciri how they work. ]

See, you peel them off this sheet... [ Peeling off a yellow star sticker she does! Then she places it down on a page of paper. ] And it sticks to anything. It's like a decoration!

[Ciri's never seen stickers before, and watches with complete interest. It's a good thing--poor uncle Vesemir would not only wake up to her doodles of him, but stickers all over his legs, too.]

May I have a sticker?

[She holds out her hand, palm down. They must stick on skin, too!]

Oh! Um... yes, of course, Ciri!

[ She carefully peels another sticker from the sheet and places it down on Ciri's hand, pressing it lightly to make sure it doesn't have the edges sticking up. ]

I gave you the special one. It's pink.

[She examines her hand like one would if they were wearing a fancy ring.]

Ah, I love it. Is pink your favorite color?

[ She smiles, glad that Ciri approves of her special pink sticker. ]

Yes! Pink is the best and the cutest.

Then you should allow me to put that green star on your hand. That's my favorite.

[Only if she lets her!! Because she doesn't want to use up all her stickers...]

Sure!

[ Holding her hand out, palm down. She'll let Ciri do the honors of peeling off a sticker. No worries about using up the stickers. She knows she can easily purchase some more. ]

Green's nice too. Back on my world, I had a pretty dress with a lot of green on it.

I bet you were lovely in it. A little princess.

[Ciri had dresses, in pink and white. She hated them. Carefully, she peels off a green sticker and presses it onto Elize's hand.]

There. Now we're friends.

[Because they match!]

[ Being called a "little princess" gets a giggle and more blushing out of her. She misses that dress. And she was pretty much the "princess" of her traveling party. ]

We're friends?

[ That gets her excited. She always loves making new friends. She sticks her hand out, showing off her green sticker. So proud. ]

Ciri's my new friend!

[And Ciri holds out her hand next to it, with her pink sticker.]

Mmhmm. Star-friends. That's the very best sort of friend.

Star-friends?

[ She brings her other hand back to hold over her mouth, stifling a giggle. ]

That's the first time I've heard of that.

[THAT'S BECAUSE SHE JUST MADE IT UP]

We have stars and we're amongst the stars, you see. Meant to be.

[ She laughs. IT SOUNDS KIND OF SILLY BUT ELIZE IS DELIGHTED ANYWAY. ]

It's... [ Dramatic pause. ] destiny!

[Destiny is no joke. Ciri believes some things are meant to be.]

It may be. We'll need something to commemorate it.

[ Wow, they're really going all out with this star friend thing. ]

We do? [ The stickers aren't enough? ] Like what?

I don't know yet, but I will soon enough. Do you like surprises?

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