First Chime - [Action]

[forgetfulchime]

[Leaning up against the fountain in the plaza is a girl, a new feather if you will, which is pretty obvious by looking at the white dress she has on.  There's no telling how long she's been out here exactly, but it's been a while considering the fact that she's soaked.  Her blonde hair is sticking to her cheeks and neck, her white wings are slightly darker and heavier from the water and her dress is practically clinging onto her thin legs.

And what's strange is...

...She doesn't appear to be moving.  She doesn't stir nor does she open her eyes.  No matter how long you may stare at her, she just stays like that; sitting on the cold ground, holding something loosely in her hands while the rain pelts her continuously.  Is she sleeping?]

Comments

[forgetfulchime]

A weakness? What do you mean?

[neverplaysfair]

Lose both of them and you die, no questions asked.

[forgetfulchime]

W-What?! [oiehrgoiuaherg. She'd rather not die again]

Has anyone ever lost their wings before?

[neverplaysfair]

Oh, of course. How do you think we found out about it?

[forgetfulchime]

[ ...Mmm that doesn't make her feel any better. She bites her lip] Were they... gone for good?

[neverplaysfair]

No. Whenever someone dies here, they come back a week later with some sort of loss. It's convenient in a way. [ May or may not be their most important thing. Any and all similarities to Shibuya are coincidental. All rights reserved. ]

[forgetfulchime]

Oh! Well that's definitely better than never coming back. [Much much better.]

[neverplaysfair]

Is it? It means that you can't punish anyone with death, after all.

[forgetfulchime]

Why would you want to do something like that?

[neverplaysfair]

Maybe they went on a murderous rampage. We've had a few of those.

[forgetfulchime]

W-What? Really?! [BUT EVEN SO she can't bring herself to say 'kill them' despite that]

[neverplaysfair]

Yes, really. There's all sorts of people here, after all.

[forgetfulchime]

How many of them are like that... ?

[neverplaysfair]

A handful. I wouldn't be able to give you an exact number, with people coming and going so often.

[forgetfulchime]

I-I see...

[neverplaysfair]

Can you stand up yet?

[forgetfulchime]

Huh? Oh! Let's see here... [And so she's going to slowly try and stand up again with the help of the fountain as her leverage]

T-There.

[neverplaysfair]

Better! You won't get out of the rain if you can't stand, after all.

[forgetfulchime]

That's very true! [Now that she's standing, she's going to ring out part of her dress] Do you know a place where we can go?

[neverplaysfair]

[ Well let's see. He could either bring her someplace relatively nondescript, or dump her on her brother's doorstep and risk getting his face bashed in and demands about entry fees made right there on the spot and that all just sounds like more trouble than Joshua wants to deal with. ]

I do, in fact. We have a place designed specifically for those who've just arrived here.

[ Hope you're ready to walk, Rhyme, because Joshua is setting off towards the Welcome Center. ]

[forgetfulchime]

Really?? That's convenient! [She beams and follows him]

[neverplaysfair]

It's a necessity. People tend to show up here every two months, after all.

[forgetfulchime]

That often? It must really crowded here... [Not that she tell right now though since it's raining and no ones outside]

[neverplaysfair]

They also leave all the time. Whether you find this place crowded or not is your own perception, but it's certainly less lively than a city.

[forgetfulchime]

Well, I can't imagine it to be as crowded as Shibuya. It's always so crowded there! No matter where you go, especially the scramble.