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INTRO

Whoever you are, wherever you were, the last thing you remember is the salty smell of the sea breeze and a distinct tickle of electricity across your body. Enough to cause alarm perhaps, but in the next moment it all goes black, or blue to be more precise. When you stir into consciousness, those fuzzy sensations are all that you have as an explanation, though there's certainly more to experience around you.

The warm bright rays of the sun, the rhythmic cresting of the waves into the shore, the unfortunate feeling of sand sticking to you everywhere, because you're lying flat on your back on a beach without a beach towel. At least you're not alone, and at least it doesn't seem like you've been completely dumped unceremoniously, as there's orderly space between you and the 27 others who share your predicament. Whoever left you here probably could have dumped you into a pile, but they have better manners than that.

However you decide to react to your sudden vacation, you'll find that you're dressed just as you last recall and that you have at least one possession of yours on hand. Whatever else you had on you appears to be affected by baggage routing, unfortunately. You'll also find a key inscribed with a particular bird and a strange device in your pocket, ostenstibly some type of cellphone from the period when blackberrys were all the rage. A pop-up window will greet you when you turn on the device, prompting you to pick a username (this pop-up can be ignored for up to 24 hours) and also walking you through a basic tutorial on its functions. For now, it seems like the public network isn't running, but the direct message function is availiable. It ends with a cheerful blurb instructing that "For further questions and help, please contact one of the hotel staff!"

As there's nary a soul that seems to actually work here on the beach proper, it might be worth it to explore. Around the resort are robots manning the buffet, sweeping, and even making cocktails if you want to drink your problems away. While they'll answer to basic commands, provide you with a map of the island, or even be happy to tell you the weather, they're incapable of engaging in any meaningful dialogue. Any questions or demands they can't answer will yield the statement to please contact the administrators.

Whoever they may be, but they'll show their faces eventually. Probably.

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Hmm...I'd like to hear you sing sometime.

A song can be enough to captivate someone's heart straight away!

[ Places a hand on his own chest a bit theatrically. ]

Well... if you want me to, I can do that. Right here might be a little... weird, though.

[Not the weirdest place he'd have performed, though. Singing for royalty is pretty... unique.]

I would.

[ Just going to say that. Show him that beautiful voice, Haruka. ]

Well, I don't mind where it is. We can always find a better place, right?

[Thank god he’s not the type to get performance anxiety.]

Well… Sure, if you really want to. It’s whatever.

Alright! Let's go outside, then...maybe right out on the shore.

That's a nice as a scene as any~

[ Then, just like that, Merlin will bounce on out of there to go in that exact direction. ]

…Wait, right now?

[Which, okay, he could do that, but he needs to be emotionally prepared for this.]

[ Seeing that face when he looks back makes him laugh. Haruka, you're a treasure.

For a moment, he retraces his steps so he can return to the room proper. ]

I was thinking right now, yes!

No time like the present, right? But if you're really nervous, I could just fetch you later on at some point?

I'm not nervous! I've performed for thousands of people before, performing for you isn't something to be nervous about at all!

[Huffs!!! How dare you imply such a thing, Merlin.]

I'll sing a stupid song for you.

[To the beach...!]

Whatever you say~

[ Merlin says teasingly before he goes on over to the beach.

When they get there, he waits for the other, smiling at him. ]

I'm ready whenever you are!

[It's kind of weird to sing all on his own, but he takes a breath, closes his eyes to imagine the music in his head, and starts to sing.]

[ Merlin hasn't known what to expect, but the talent is truly one benefiting a singer worth his salt.

Not only that, but the song...these lyrics reach out and wash over him like a sudden tsunami. Yes, those words that have been woven so wonderfully—that can be (mis)taken as a simple lamentation, but move even an eternal heart.

His expression softens.

It sounds like a song borne of a world filled with hopes of a human looking towards the future. Is it any surprise he thinks of it as beautiful?

When the song comes to an end, he will clap lightly, and then stop to speak. ]

Now, I'm more glad than ever I was able to persuade you to sing to me such a song. How lucky I am, to have heard all of that. I'll tell you simply I could only appreciate it. More than I might appreciate some magic.

Though, it feels your talent truly can barely be put into words...

[Oh… He wasn’t expecting such effusive praise. He was half expecting mockery, or something vague and half-hearted. Merlin doesn’t seem like a man who takes anything seriously, so the sincerity has Haruka flustered even if he’s encountered fans before.]

Th-that’s way too much praise!

[///]

[ Congratulations, he is just genuinely impressed! Even to him it is a pleasant surprise, even if he did not know what to expect. ]

Just enough, you mean.

[ His tone here is a little playful, even if he means it. ]

Mm, but I think this is also a good time for us to part ways. But we will see each other again. Once again, thanks for the performance~

[ A small wave and then, in a blink of an eye, he's gone. ]

WELCOME

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