Scenario:Monika - A Quick Breather

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A Quick Breather

Monika forces Lecia to take mandatory time off after the Fourth Fleet captain is hospitalized for overworking. Convinced that sugar is the best medicine, Monika takes Lecia into town for a fun-filled day of sightseeing and sweets tasting.



Several months have passed since Nalhegrande became embroiled in the Great Wall incident. The skydom is still reeling in pain.
However, thanks to the collaborative effort of many, the skydom is well on its way back to stability.
Overseeing the Enforcers' portion of restoration work are Monika and Lecia. The pair are flitting about one of Idelva's marketplaces.
Lecia: Um, Monika? Are you sure this is a good idea? I don't think we should be taking a break right now.
Lecia: There's still so much we have left to do before we can relax.
Monika: How many times do I have to tell you? A well-rested Enforcer is a high-performing Enforcer.
Monika: So, please, take your recuperation seriously. Or do you want things to turn out like last time?
Monika: Pant... pant... Excuse the intrusion!
Doctor: Deputy Monika. This is an infirmary. Do keep your voice down.
Monika: Ah, apologies! I received word that Lecia collapsed, so I came as quickly as I could.
Doctor: Well, judging from her symptoms, I suspect that plain old exhaustion is the culprit here.
Doctor: She needs to remain in bed for a few days at the very least. Then she'll be right as rain.
Doctor: And if you'll permit me to say, Deputy, you could use a few days of rest yourself. Wouldn't want you to go collapsing on us too.
Monika: Point taken. I guess this is how Lecia felt when I gave her that lecture...
Doctor: Both of you are officers now. Imagine how chaotic things would get if we lost our leadership to poor health choices. Take care of yourselves, you hear?
Having said his piece, the doctor gives Monika a stern nod and exits the room.
The deputy gives an informal salute to the doctor before pacing over to Lecia's bed. She looks down at her sleeping friend's face.
Monika: We're really overdoing it, huh?
Monika: (Given the predicament of (Captain)'s crew—and Lecia's workhorse personality—I should've figured this would happen.)
Monika: (Even still, that doctor was right.)
Monika: If Lecia's worked herself half to death, I'm a quarter of the way there myself. Some deputy I am.
Lecia: Mm...
Monika: Hm? You awake?
Lecia: Moni... ka? Where am I? Why am I lying down?
Monika: You're in the Third Fleet's infirmary. You wound up here because you neglected your health.
Lecia: Ah, I was overworking again, wasn't I?
Monika: Lecia, you've taken on too much for one person to handle.
Monika: From leading the investigation effort to find (Captain)'s crew...
Monika: To overseeing restoration and peacekeeping activities for Istavion...
Monika: Yep, you definitely bit off more than anyone could chew.
Monika: And yet you still kept accepting new jobs until your body said no more.
Lecia: ...
Monika: Then again I didn't try to stop you. I'll take the blame for that much.
Monika: Were you trying to keep yourself so busy you wouldn't have time to think?
Lecia: Haha. Monika, your intuition is scary, you know that?
Lecia: I guess for a while now, any time I try to take a few moments for myself, it all comes back to me.
Lecia: I can't help but dwell on (Captain) and the others hurtling toward the bottom of the sky.
Monika: So you distracted yourself with work. Just to keep the dark thoughts at bay?
Lecia: Yes...
Monika: For skies' sake, what am I going to do with you?
Monika: I'm not against tactical retreat, Lecia, but the way you've chosen to run from your problems is... a problem.
Monika: Keep it up, and you won't have another fainting spell—you could end up having a breakdown.
Lecia: But there's so much to be done...
Monika: I know, I know. And that's where your right-hand woman comes in.
Monika: By the power vested in me as deputy of the Fourth Fleet, I hereby order you to take three days of solid recuperation.
Monika: Tomorrow you will remain in bed for the full day.
Monika: Then, on the following day, you will accompany me to do a little sightseeing in Idelva.
Lecia: Huh? Accompany you?
Monika: Knowing you, if I don't stick close enough, you'll go right back to work.
Monika: Besides, I haven't taken any proper R & R in a long time either. This is a good chance for both of us.
Lecia: But the work's not going to do itself. And we still haven't found (Captain) or the crew.
Monika: Lecia. Our line of work is unpredictable at best and dangerous at worst.
Monika: That's why we have to take the opportunity to recharge when we can.
Lecia: But what if another catastrophe starts to brew while we're gone?
Monika: Focus on getting some sleep, enough so you don't collapse on us again. So tomorrow you better sleep like a log.
Monika: Don't worry about the day after tomorrow. We'll be having too much fun for you to fret over the crew.
Lecia: Mmm...
Monika: Trust me, I've been in your shoes before. I'll show you a better way to manage your stress.
Against the backdrop of a recently reopened market, Monika speaks to Lecia with all the fervor of a general addressing her battalion.
Monika: First things first, Lecia. We have to get some sugar in you.
Monika: Once your blood sugar is back to normal, you'll have more energy, and you'll be able to think more clearly.
Monika: Not to mention the pure bliss that comes from chowing down on delicious food... Ah, we truly don't deserve sweets.
Monika: Yes, I can't think of anything that will relieve your melancholy more than a shot of the good stuff.
Lecia: If you say so...
Monika: Ahem. I'm just stating the facts. It has nothing to do with the need to satisfy my sweet tooth, okay?
Monika: Everything I said is true, and I won't have you collapsing on me again, and furthermore—
Lecia: Deep breaths, Monika. You're preaching to the choir. I like candy too, you know.
Lecia: Especially the ones you gave me last time. They were great.
Monika: R-really? Well, glad to hear it!
Lecia's response catches Monika off guard, but the deputy's delight outweighs her surprise.
Monika: Well, time to get a move on, Lecia! I've already scouted the area.
Monika: Down this street there's a famous anmitsu parlor. And around the corner, there's a well-established bakery known for its cake.
Lecia: (Monika has really been looking forward to this trip. She's got desserts on the brain.)
Monika: Ah, and the traditional shop over there carries a new spin on manju, despite its old-fashioned ways.
Monika: Grr... Are you listening, Lecia?
Lecia: Oh, sorry! It all sounds so good! We better hurry up before everything is sold out!
Monika: Sharp thinking. We'll start our sweets invasion by hitting this street first.
With a conniving smile, Monika grabs Lecia's hand and leads her deeper into the heart of the stalls.
The pair bounce from candy vendor to cake seller, sampling all the saccharine delicacies the skies have to offer.
They come to a halt, however, when they spot a merchant hawking a curious treat.
Monika: Boba tea? Never heard of that before.
Shopkeeper: It's the latest food craze to hit Idelva. Sweet milk tea, kissed with tapioca pearls. Would you like one, lass?
Monika: Hmm. You know what? We'll take two.
Shopkeeper: Comin' right up! Be just a minute, so sit tight.
Monika and Lecia stare intently at their tea.
Lecia: Boba tea. Just look at it.
Monika: Hm. Better yet, why don't we try it? Bottoms up.
Several glugs later, Monika has downed almost half of her beverage.
Monika: Gah! Cough, cough!
However, the delight of trying a new drink turns to horror as Monika begins to hack and wheeze.
Lecia: Monika! Are you all right!
Monika: There was something squishy and sinister lurking—cough—at the bottom of my cup...
Lecia: Hold still. Let me wipe your mouth.
Monika: Cut that out, Lecia! I'm no child—
Monika: Mph—mug, mgph!
Lecia deftly unfurls a handkerchief and has Monika's mouth clean within moments.
Lecia: There, much better. Feel sticky?
Monika: N-no. I'm fine.
Lecia: Do you think those squishy things are the pearls the shopkeeper mentioned?
She looks down at her own cup of milk tea, places her lips around the straw, and takes a more cautious drink.
Lecia: Ah! The consistency is, rather, well...
Lecia: How to describe it. It reminds me of mochi?
Lecia: Hmm... I enjoy the texture well enough.
Monika: I suppose. Although you do have to remain vigilant as you drink.
Monika: Sip with too much gusto and you risk choking. I won't ever forget that.
Lecia: Hahaha.
Monika and Lecia continue on their treat-sampling mission.
The afternoon sun begins to beat down on them, so they decide to take refuge in an ice cream store and cool down with some shaved ice.
Lecia: This flavor is, um, nice, but I think it's too sweet for me.
Monika: Too sweet? Mine's a bit tart.
Monika: Want a taste?
Lecia: Are you sure?
Monika: If you end up liking it, we could trade. I must admit, I would prefer a sweeter flavor regardless.
Lecia: Haha, well, if it's okay with you.
Monika: It most definitely is! Here, now open up and say "Aaah."
Lecia: Oh. That's delicious. I think I like yours better.
Lecia: Okay, now you try mine.
Monika: Wait. Your flavor is a limited-time-only special. I was debating whether I should have chosen it instead, but... Okay. I'm ready.
Lecia: Great. Now it's your turn to say "Aaah."
Monika: Aaah...
Big Sister: Hehe, look at those sisters. Makes me remember feeding you shaved ice on hot summer days.
Little Sister: Grr... It's not like I'm that much younger than you! When the heck did you feed me like a baby!
Sisters' Friend: Sigh... You know, I wish I had a silky-haired little sister to baby.
Monika: Little sister?
Monika: I suppose these civilian clothes do make me look younger.
Lecia: Haha. That outfit is really cute. It suits you well.
Monika: Cute?
Monika: When I was younger, all the other kids said they looked up to me, like I was the older sister.
Monika: Mmm... Now there's an idea. This is a special occasion, so I'm going to have you experience that same joy.
Monika: I'm promoting you to big sister for the day.
Lecia: Bwa—cough!
Lecia: Wait a—Monika! Was there something in your shaved ice!
Monika: Huh? What's wrong, Sissy? You seem flustered.
Lecia: Stop this right now, Monika! It makes me so, so... uncomfortable!
Lecia: And what about my exhaustion! This was supposed to be a stress-free day off!
Monika: Hehe. If it bothers you that much, I'll stop joking around.
As they continue their walk, Monica takes a few more friendly jabs at Lecia.
Judging from the wide smile on Lecia's face, this day has been just the break from work she needed.