Scenario:Clarisse - Clarisse, Alchemist Enamored

Clarisse, Alchemist Enamored

Clarisse is in a dither as Valentine's Day draws closer—will she be able to give ‌‌ her chocolate? Cagliostro finds her in the Grandcypher galley and gives a lesson on Valentine's Day basics, along with a scheme to find out ‌‌'s favorite kind of chocolate.

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Valentine's Day draws near. A young maiden stands alone in the Grandcypher galley, staring at her latest creation with intense focus.

Clarisse: Will this chocolate be good enough?

Clarisse: No. It has to be good enough. Or else...

Cagliostro: Clarisse, that you?

Clarisse: M-Master?

Behind Clarisse stands Cagliostro, looking upon her disciple with eyes most curious.

No version of Cagliostro in crew

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The founder of alchemy, Cagliostro has used its power to extend her life for millennia.

An unexpected turn of events led to her joining ‌‌'s crew.

After many more twists and turns, she ended up taking her little sister's direct descendant, Clarisse, under her wing as a pupil.

Cagliostro: You looked pretty focused there. Whatcha working on?

Cagliostro: Oho... Chocolate, is it? Gonna give some to ‌‌?

Clarisse: ...!
Huh? What? Whaaat?

Clarisse: M-Master... H-how did you know? I didn't even say anything!

Unprepared to hear her intentions said aloud, Clarisse flutters in a panic.

Cagliostro: Are you serious? I mean, you don't exactly do a great job hiding it, you know?

Cagliostro: Pretty much everyone knows. Except for ‌‌ and Lyria for some reason.

Clarisse: Oof...

Cagliostro: Heh, attempting to hide anything from your master is nothing short of a fool's errand either way.

Cagliostro: But still... You're putting quite a bit of effort in there. Finally getting a little serious, huh?

Clarisse: Y-yeah... I guess you could say that. I mean, it's not like I haven't given chocolates to ‌‌ before or anything.

Clarisse: But... I haven't ever been able to muster the courage to say the right thing during the crucial moment.

Clarisse: Not anymore though... I won't go out that easily.

Clarisse: That's why this time I'm going all-in with these chocolates!

Clarisse: I'm gonna tell ‌‌ how I really feel!

Cagliostro: Heh-heh... So that's how it is. Putting it all on the line for victory, huh?

Cagliostro: Tell you what, Clarisse. I'll help you out myself for this one.

Clarisse: Hmm... What are you planning, Master?

Clarisse looks at her master with suspicion.

Cagliostro: What can I say? I'm intrigued to see how this plays out—and it's always good to see my pupil working hard.

Cagliostro: (To be honest, I was sick of seeing your wishy-washy approach to everything.)

Cagliostro smiles to herself, feeling a soft spot in her heart for her bumbling pupil.

Cagliostro: Anyhoodle.

Cagliostro: Welcome! To Professor Cagliostro's Valentine's Day for Dummies 101!

Clarisse: O-okay!

Cagliostro: We'll start with the basics—the proper way to give someone chocolate.

Cagliostro: Now with a little bit of alchemy here... and... boom!

???: ...

Cagliostro: Eh, good enough.

Clarisse: N-no way!

Clarisse: W-wait, Master! What's this supposed to be?

Cagliostro: Isn't it obvious? Using the power of alchemy, I made you a life-sized figure of ‌‌.

Cagliostro: What could be better practice than the real thing? Well, almost the real thing, anyway.

Clarisse: Y-you didn't need to make it so realistic...

Cagliostro: How are you gonna prepare yourself for the real thing otherwise? Where's your resolve, missy?

Clarisse: Ngh... I-I know! I have plenty of resolve... It's just...

Clarisse sizes up the life-sized ‌‌ figure in bewilderment.

Clarisse: Eep... A little too real.

Cagliostro: Now then. Watch a pro handle this. You'd better pay close attention, okay?

Cagliostro puts her hands together in adorable fashion and looks up to the figure with puppy-dog eyes.

Cagliostro: Oh, um, ‌‌... I, um, made these chocolates just for you.

‌‌?: ...

Cagliostro: And um... I wanted to get closer to you, so...

‌‌?: ...

Cagliostro: So please... Take my chocolate! It would make me just oh-so-happy...

Cagliostro: Yeah, just like that.

Clarisse: Whoa... Thinking about my ancestor acting like this is kinda...

Cagliostro: Stop thinking—overthinking things is the enemy! As long as you're true to your feelings, that's all that matters.

Clarisse: But seriously though, am I gonna have to do... that too?

Clarisse: I-I don't know... It's kind of embarassing...

Cagliostro: I don't wanna hear it! This is an order from your master! No more second guessing yourself—just do it!

Clarisse: Ngh... Master, you big meanie!

After reluctantly agreeing to Cagliostro's demands, Clarisse turns to face the life-sized figure of ‌‌.

Clarisse: Phew... Ahem.

Clarisse: U-um... Hey, ‌‌. I, um, made some chocolate for you, and... Uh...

‌‌?: ...

Clarisse: And I wanted to, um, get closer...

Clarisse: Uh, closer to you, and...

‌‌?: ...

Clarisse: And so I...

Clarisse: Um...

Clarisse: Blergh!

Clarisse: I can't! I can't say something like this! It's too embarrassing!

Feeling the futility of it all, Clarisse drops to the floor in despair.

Cagliostro: Yeesh... If you get this flustered during practice, how do you plan on doing the real thing?

Clarisse: Ngh... I know, but...

Cagliostro: I get that you're nervous. But I hope you realize that you have competition within the crew too.

Clarisse: ...!

Cagliostro: Gettin' all flustered at a fake ‌‌... It's only a matter of time until someone else beats you to the punch.

Clarisse: Eugh... Fine, I'll do it!

Clarisse fights back her feelings of embarrassment and emulates Cagliostro's example as best she can.

Clarisse: Huff... Puff... Master... How was that?

Cagliostro: Needs work... But not bad.

Cagliostro: All right! We're gonna keep at it again and again until you're a pro!

Clarisse: O-okay!

Cagliostro: Next up is making the chocolate itself. Obviously this is a critical step.

Cagliostro: Pop quiz. What's ‌‌'s favorite kind of chocolate?

Clarisse: Uh... ‌‌'s favorite?

Clarisse: I think it was, er...

Cagliostro: ...

Clarisse: Um... Hee-hee.

Cagliostro: Ouroboros, you hungry? There's a tasty idiot here who's just asking to be eaten.

Clarisse: W-wait, Master! Sorry, sorry!

Cagliostro: Ugh... How foolish can you be? Information is the sharpest blade in one's arsenal.

Cagliostro: Well, actually...

Cagliostro: Now wait just a second...

Cagliostro: Heh-heh... Yes... That'll work.

Clarisse: Um, Master? You're looking kinda scary right now...

Cagliostro: I've got an order for you.

Cagliostro: I want you to go to the market together with ‌‌ to buy ingredients for chocolate.

Cagliostro: Just like this: "Oh, ‌‌! We're so low on chocolate ingredients! Won't you be a dear and come shopping with me?"

Cagliostro: That should be more than enough to get ‌‌ to go with you.

Clarisse: Buh, w-wait a second!

Clarisse: J-just the two of us? How about we all go together?

Cagliostro: Duh! Are you even paying attention?

Cagliostro: This is the perfect opportunity to get some real practice in—not to mention an ideal situation to get some one-on-one time together!

Cagliostro: You've still got a ways to go, so you'll need to practice keeping your composure when it's just the two of you.

Cagliostro: Not only that, but it's a natural environment to ask about ‌‌'s favorite kind of chocolate.

Clarisse: Ngh... I suppose that's true, but...

Clarisse looks at Cagliostro with pleading eyes, on the verge of tears.

Perhaps feeling an ounce of pity for her pupil, Cagliostro lets out a frustrated sigh.

Cagliostro: Geez... Fine, if you really insist. I guess I'll come along too.

Cagliostro: But you'd definitely better ask about ‌‌'s favorite chocolate. Got it?

Clarisse: Sniff... Okay!

Cagliostro: Good girl. All right, now go find where ‌‌'s holed up.

Recomposing herself, Clarisse gives Cagliostro a firm nod and leaves to find ‌‌.

Cagliostro, with a suspiciously wry smile on her face, watches as her disciple leaves the room.