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[ Outside and near wherever your character is staying, a variety of machina, both whole and taken apart, are strewn across a canvas that Rikku is using as a mat. She's happily tinkering away until she notices your character leave the house or open the window. ]
Oh, morning, sleepyhead! Took you a while to get out. Look at all the stuff I've done! You should go to bed earlier. ...or get a better alarm.
[ An alarm clock in front of her rings. She hits the button on it to stop it and—wait, isn't that clock yours? No, it must be your imagination. Probably. ]
B
[ For one reason or another, your character and Rikku must absolutely go outside in the middle of a thunderstorm. Before your character can leave their shelter, Rikku frowns and runs after them. ]
Wait, stop! We're going out now?
[ A loud boom of thunder startles Rikku into curling up into a ball. ]
[ Outside and near wherever your character is staying, a variety of machina, both whole and taken apart, are strewn across a canvas that Rikku is using as a mat. She's happily tinkering away until she notices your character leave the house or open the window. ]
Oh, morning, sleepyhead! Took you a while to get out. Look at all the stuff I've done! You should go to bed earlier. ...or get a better alarm.
[ An alarm clock in front of her rings. She hits the button on it to stop it and—wait, isn't that clock yours? No, it must be your imagination. Probably. ]
B
[ For one reason or another, your character and Rikku must absolutely go outside in the middle of a thunderstorm. Before your character can leave their shelter, Rikku frowns and runs after them. ]
Wait, stop! We're going out now?
[ A loud boom of thunder startles Rikku into curling up into a ball. ]
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Ooh... Just—give me a minute. [ She turns her back to Lulu and rushes back inside their shelter, arms close to her sides and hands balled into fists. ] It's alright, Rikku, you can do this. A little lightning won't hurt you, yeah? Pretend... pretend you're a lightning rod. Strong and tall even if a million bolts from the sky hit you again and again until you wear—okay, not a lightning rod.
[ This is when she takes her time to think of a better role model. It isn't coming to her easily. ]