8th Song [audio]

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[From the soft waves in the background, one might guess Giselle is up on the top deck. She is in fact, near the back, lounging in a sun chair, gazing into the starry night sky. Fake or not, it's still rather beautiful.]

Did everyone enjoy the party the other night? A few of us seem to have .. woken up a little touseled, but otherwise! It was grand

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[And who heard that entry and the waves in the background, and went skulking around in the gloom?

Why, Reuben, of course. Who else would it be?

He's got his familiar leather satchel with the strap over his chest, and he's got a collection of freezies in his pockets. He sucks on one as he walks casually, making no attempt to hide his presence as he approaches her.

Reuben takes the freezie out of his mouth. What luck, finding her there. A target of opportunity, really.]

Evening.

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[And she's happily laying there, a little lamp next to her and a book in hand. It's not a library book, but just one of the books lying around on the top deck, solely for reading. Or someone had left it there, who knew.

Giselle doesn't seem startled to find someone around, so she does what she does best, and grins.]

Good evening. Lovely night, isn't it?

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Very. Freezie?

[He holds out the bunch he has in his free hand. There's cherry, watermelon, rootbeer and mint freezies in the bunch, all cool and melting just a little.

She's just so... nice. Reuben's eyes flick from here to there, checking for some kind of a trap. It's strange how easy it's been the last two times. Really easy. This seems almost too good to be true.]

Are you with someone, or...?

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Oh, why thank you~ [She takes a cherry, happily opening it up to nom away at.]

Mmm, it's delicious! I've never had something like this before.. What is it? [More nomming.]

[His question however, makes her shake her head, sitting up a little more so as not to drip on herself.]

Nope. I come up here often just to watch the stars.

[And it's true. Wherever Giselle goes, she's normally on her own. Despite the happenings of the boat, she's fairly secure in herself. She's only once been in an argument, and that amounted to nothing. Whether she ignores the posts of darker things, or simply is blind to them, is another thing all together. Giselle likes her fantasy world. It's all she's ever known.]