Scenario:Illnott - Naughty Nighttime Fun
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Naughty Nighttime Fun
Illnott begins taking (Captain) out to the night pool every evening. However, an increasing number of people have started scribbling their own juvenile graffiti in imitation of Illnott's work, much to the dissatisfaction of the other visitors. Seeing this, Illnott smiles impishly as though she has a plan.
One evening aboard the Grandcypher.
Illnott: Good night, little dude! Having trouble sleeping?
Illnott: Perfect. Why don't we go for a walk together?
The very next day.
Illnott: You free in the evening, little dude? Up for having a good time?
Illnott: Heh. Of course I'm talking about hitting the night pool. How about another swim?
And the day after that as well.
Illnott: Whoops, on a nocturnal cycle now, are we? Naughty, naughty.
Illnott: What's that? Whose fault do I think it is?
Illnott: I wouldn't have a clue. Not a single one. Heh-heh.
Ever since their first trip to the night pool, Illnott has been taking (Captain) out every evening.
Though (Captain) has grown accustomed to the inverted sleep schedule since, there is still one thing that the captain can't get used to.
Illnott: Little dude, your hand's getting hot. Actually, your face is burning too.
Lately, Illnott has developed a habit of taking the captain's hand whenever she has the chance.
Illnott: If we hold hands like this, we won't have any unwelcome mosquitoes buzzing around us.
Illnott: Or would you rather they come so you can show them who's the King of the Knights?
Choose: Stop teasing me like that...
Illnott: You really are cute, you know? Clean and pure, like a blank canvas. Makes me wanna splatter my paint all over ya.
Choose: I'll definitely protect you.
Illnott: That courage of yours is phat. You're a dependable one.
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Rude Visitor: Hyahaha!
Illnott: ...
Rude Visitor: We're leavin' our mark here too, just like the King of the Night! C'mon, slather that paint!
Illnott: Good grief. What a waste... of everything.
Illnott: Getting illegal can be fun, sure, but only in small doses. This is going too far.
After Illnott worked her magic that one night at the pool, the graffiti trend has been on the rise.
However, what has followed is far closer to vandalism than art.
Swimsuit Man: Augh... I know they idolize the King of the Night and his work, but this is just plain awful.
Swimsuit Lady 1: Now it's all a mess... Really ruins the mood.
Illnott: These shabby toys got guts to pollute my graffiti like that.
Illnott: You can't seriously call this respect.
Illnott: It's evident that they're just using graffiti as an excuse to make a fuss.
Illnott: If you can even call those scribbles "graffiti."
Illnott: Hmm.
Illnott: Oh!
Seeing the impish smile on Illnott's face, (Captain) begins to feel uneasy.
Choose: Just what are you planning?
Illnott: Heh. Isn't that obvious?
Illnott: Something naughty.
Naughty Nighttime Fun: Scene 2
The following evening, (Captain) visits the night pool to find the staff attempting to clean up the influx of scribbles, joined by Illnott herself in disguise. Illnott ends up erasing every bit of graffiti including her own, causing a crushed staff member to fall to his knees as she makes a run for it.
The following night.
Strangely enough, (Captain) does not receive an invitation to an evening outing from Illnott.
The captain peeks into the storage room that Illnott has made her own ever since she joined the crew, but the artist is nowhere to be found.
Curious about her whereabouts, (Captain) decides to visit the place Illnott is most likely to be—the night pool.
Rude Visitor: Booooo!
Playboy: Booing's not gonna do ya any good, fella. You can't just make a mess here.
Pool Staff: I'm afraid we'll have to erase everything that's not the King of the Night's own graffiti.
The playboy that had gotten himself covered in luminous paint is talking with a visitor caught scrawling all over the pool area.
(Captain) realizes that the easygoing man is, in fact, a member of the pool staff.
Pool Staff: Oh, it's you! We met a couple of nights ago, didn't we? Is your friend not with you tonight?
Pool Staff: Hm? Oh, this paint on my body? Pretty cool, right? Got inked by the King of the Night himself! Now I'm worth millions... probably.
Pool Staff: I tried washing it off, but nothing works. I don't mind it though—looks pretty sick. Besides, gets people's attention, ya know?
(Captain) cracks a hesitant smile. Just then, someone calls out from behind the pool employee.
Cleaner?: 'Scuse me. Mind if I clean this up?
A few people holding cleaning equipment have arrived to handle the mess.
Pool Staff: Oh yeah, please. We'd like all the scrawls erased.
Rude Visitor: Booooo!
Pool Staff: Give it up, okay? We're cleaning this up, period! Now scram!
Cleaner?: Heh.
At the sound of the employee's chuckle, (Captain) comes to a realization.
Although her face is covered, the employee standing in front of the captain is, no doubt, Illnott herself.
It appears the artist has disguised herself as a cleaner and hidden herself among the pool staff—for a reason not yet known to the captain.
Illnott: (Shhh.)
(Captain)'s mouth opens, but Illnott signals for the captain to be quiet before any words can be uttered.
Illnott: I'll start cleaning then. From top to bottom.
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Illnott begins scrubbing at the floor.
She erases everything, including her own work.
Pool Staff: Whoa, whoa! Wait a sec! What do you think you're doin'?
Illnott: I'm erasing the scribbles.
Pool Staff: Yeah, but... you're erasing everything! Including the King of the Night's work!
Pool Staff: Do you even know how much his stuff is worth? It garnered a lot of visitors too!
Illnott: Yeah, but the stuff still counts as scribbles.
Pool Staff: What! Are you seriously calling them "scribbles"? It's graffiti—
Pool Staff: Hang on! Aren't you that lady from before?
Illnott: There, buffing's all done. Squeaky clean.
Pool Staff: Aaaagh! Is this payback for hitting on you the other day? Give me a break!
Illnott: Peace out.
The staff member falls to his knees in disbelief. Illnott takes this chance to make a bolt for it, leaving the pool behind.
Pool Staff: Hey, wait! Help! Somebody catch that ladyyy!
Unsure of what to do, (Captain) hesitates for a split second before running after Illnott.
Naughty Nighttime Fun: Scene 3
(Captain) catches up with Illnott, and they return to the night pool to find it abuzz with activity. It turns out Illnott had used the unskilled graffiti to create brand-new works of art, which glow like luminous paint when wet. Satisfied with her work, Illnott joins (Captain) in enjoying their remaining time at the night pool.
(Captain) chases after Illnott, but the artist is quicker than expected and disappears out of sight.
(Captain) comes to a stop, looking left and right. Suddenly, someone grabs (Captain) from behind and pulls the captain in for a hug.
Illnott: Sniff... Wheeew...
Illnott: I could get used to this dope smell coming from you... It's so relaxing.
Illnott: Heh. Chasing a girl around like that—naughty kid, aren't you?
Illnott: Oh, little dude. You should know me well enough.
Illnott: I've got quite the wicked personality.
When (Captain) nods, Illnott squeezes the captain even tighter.
Illnott: You are unbelievably honest, you know that? That deserves an extra squeeze.
Illnott: You knew I wasn't just erasing the graffiti back there, didn't you? Smart kid.
Illnott: Well, the fruit of my labor should be obvious by now. Let's go take a peek, shall we?
Illnott: It's our date for the night, little dude.
With (Captain) still wrapped in her arms, Illnott nudges them back toward the pool.
The captain and Illnott sneak back to the pool area to find it abuzz with new activity.
Swimsuit Lady 1: Um, excuse me. I think there's still some scribbles over there.
Swimsuit Man: Wait... Look closely. The walls and the floor...
Swimsuit Lady 1: Ohh! Wow! This is the King of the Night's graffiti, isn't it?
Pool Staff: King of the Night? Oh yeah... This is his signature! Or, wait, what d'you call it again? His "tag"!
Rude Visitor: Daaamn... He erased our scrawls and painted his tag in white over the black canvas.
Swimsuit Man: Nah, he used the scribbles and created a brand-new piece of art with them! This is amazing!
It seems Illnott had been drawing while pretending to clean the scribbles earlier.
Still trapped in Illnott's arms, the captain turns slightly to look at the genius artist.
Illnott: Heh-heh.
Choose: Bet there's more up your sleeve.
Illnott: Ahh, you really do know me too well, little dude.
Illnott: Keep watching and you'll find out soon enough.
Just then, some water splashes onto a part of Illnott's work.
The wet part of the drawing begins to glow like the luminous paint Illnott used before.
Swimsuit Man: Wh-wha! The tag glows when it gets wet? How the heck does that work?
Swimsuit Lady 1: Ahaha, I love it! Come on, let's splash more water on it!
Rude Visitor: Haha... Well, dang it. Guess my graffiti doesn't stand a chance against the King of the Night's after all.
Rude Visitor: I wouldn't be able to bring myself to draw all over this even if I wanted to.
Pool Staff: Could it be that... the lady who was cleaning the graffiti is...
Pool Staff: Nah... There's no way.
Illnott: Ahahaha! Check out their faces!
Illnott: Did you see how wide their eyes got, little dude? Ahh, I just can't get enough of it!
Choose: That was an elaborate prank.
Illnott: Heh, you bet it was. When you commit to doing something bad, you gotta go all out.
Illnott: Whew, I feel a lot better. Can't get any more satisfied than this.
Choose: Then let me go already...
Illnott: No way, this feels too good to give up. This is my kind of wild style.
Illnott: I could stay like this till morning... but since we're here already, I suppose we might as well go for a dip in the pool.
Choose: I could've been your accomplice.
Illnott: Whoops, I didn't think of that. I'm sure you would've made things that much more fun.
Illnott: After all, you and I are already established conspirators. I shoulda gotten you to help me this time too.
Illnott: As an apology for leaving you out, how about I let you hug me instead?
Illnott: No? Heh... Chill out, I'm joking.
Illnott: Anyway, let's not put this beautiful night to waste. Wanna go for another swim, little dude?
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With the captain still in her grasp, Illnott gleefully moves toward the pool.
They settle into the water a slight ways away from the ongoing mayhem and enjoy the rest of the night to their hearts' content.