Chapter 11:Welcome (I)

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Opening

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[In the operations room.]

Largo: Figure this's gotta be big if they put out an emergency call, right?

Rosie: Ugh...back into the field again? Militia ever heard of time off?

Varrot: I'm sorry to have called you here so early. I had news for Squad 7 of a pressing nature. The higher-ups were watching, both during your recovery of the princess and elsewhere. In recognition of those accomplishments, you and I are being granted special leave.

Alicia: Ooh!

Welkin: That's great news!

Rosie: Are you serious?

Largo: Music to my ears!

Isara: How wonderful!

Varrot: There's more. We've been granted access to a stretch of shoreline owned by House Randgriz.

Isara: House Randgriz owns a stretch of shoreline?

Varrot: In other words, our orders are to cut loose and relax on a posh private beach.

Largo: No way! That princess really knows how to up the morale, don't she?

Rosie: The whole place to ourselves? Talk about luxury!

Alicia: Hey, but what should I do? I don't own a swimsuit...

Rosie: Then c'mon, let's go shopping! I'll pick out something nice for ya.

Alicia (blushing): O-okay...

Welkin: Wow, it's been years, huh? This should be fun, though, Is.

Isara: Y-Yes...very...

Varrot: We'll leave as soon as you're ready. You've earned this break. Enjoy it. Dismissed!
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[At the beach. The Edelweiss is parked on the sand with a big umbrella towering over it. Welkin wears an old-fashioned men's swimsuit with black stripes, walking down the shoreline. The sun shines bright.]

Welkin: Wow, you can really tell this is a private beach. It's beautiful. The water's so blue. There's not many places this well-preserved any more.

[He hears the cry of a seagull and looks up, shielding his eyes from the sun. It is a white-winged gull.]

Welkin: Wow...look at those white wings.

[Alicia walks up to him.]

Alicia: Hi, Welkin.

[Welkin turns around and gasps. Alicia is wearing a white bikini.]

Alicia (blushing): This, uh...swimsuit was Rosie's idea. Really, I tried to tell her no. I just...I wasn't sure I could pull it off. Um...what do you think? Do I look okay?

[Welkin's mouth is wide-open. The camera, befitting a fanservice sequence, seems to capture the scene from every angle so as to afford a view of every inch of Alicia.]

Welkin (blushing): Uh...it's great actually...great.

(Author's note: At this point there's a sound effect in the background which I take to be a reference to Welkin getting aroused at the moment.)

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