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Characters: Aisha Clanclan and . . . the Mayor?
Format: Prose, I guess?
This log is: Closed
Location: The mayor's house.
Summary: Aisha decides to take another visit to off-limits property. Man, that's popular with the White 1-A crowd.
Warnings: Not that I can think of?
Aisha slipped off after her last class, telling Gino she'd be back in a few hours. She was curious about a few things, and couldn't just let that stand, as it was.

So, basket in hand, she knocked on the door to the Mayor's mansion. It was off-limits and all, but she wasn't trying to attack or do anything aggressive, for once. What kind of Mayor wouldn't talk to a citizen of their city? As the scent of fresh cheddar biscuits (yes, working in a restaurant had advantages sometimes) wafted in the air, she wondered if she'd even get an answer.

Even if she didn't, it wouldn't keep her from coming back. After all, it's not like she had much else to do.

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Another visitor? Lee has spent the weekend with Nanami, honestly the girl scared her when she got into that sort of state. Lee might have spent her entire life learning how to deal with slightly crazy and difficult sources but her own source had turned out to be not so difficult after all. When he wasn't doing the impossible, or getting himself- and her, almost killed by cultists and rogue revolutionaries.

Lee dragged her thoughts away from Karish. There was no point worrying about him, she was still alive which meant that he was still alive, even if she knew no more than that. Missing people who she was never going to see again was just a waste of emotion, unhealthy. She had better things to think about, like the fact she had another rulebreaker.

"Day and Santana are really slack," was her greeting as she opened the door, "Or did they forget to hand out the rulebooks?"

"I'm stuck here, I have plenty of time to read the rules I'm not gonna bother to follow. Here, have some biscuits!" Aisha was nothing if not honest, most of the time. She hands Lee the basket and smiles. Really, it was a nice day, even with the cold.

"Aisha just wants to know what's going on, and this seems like a good place to start. Why's this place off-limits? You really hate visitors that much?"

If the mayor was annoyed, it really didn't bother her. Really, she's sure that she's deal with worse. Pirates trying to kill you and all that.

"How kind," she smiled and opened the door, at least this one was more polite than the other. She took the basket and put it on a small table, "Take a seat, can I make you a drink of any kind?" This girl appeared to be a cat, but Lee had seen stranger in her time.

She ignored the question for now, since niceties should always come first, it was only polite.

Aisha strolls right on through that door, giving a slight nod. She wasn't a cat, just an alien who happened to sort of look like one, but this trip wasn't about her. Much.

The house is nice at least, and Aisha gracelessly plops down on a couch. She can be polite, but that fact's escaped her. "Lemonade, if it's not too much trouble! I love lemonade!"

Lee gave a small smile, "I do." She went to the kitchen and made some tea for herself, pouring Aisha a large glass of lemonade, something Dunleavy didn't like herself it was far too sweet. But Day liked it and so did Recette so she always had some in.

She took the drinks through to the other room, "So how may I help you... Aisha was it?"

Aisha accepted her lemonade with a big smile and a nod. "Thank you! Oh, Aisha was just wondering about the game and this place and being trapped here and all that stuff. I just want to understand the system so I can beat it, honestly."

She took a swig of the lemonade and gave the mayor a thumbs up. "This stuff is great! Okay, I guess this will work better a question at a time. You're not from around here either, right? Why did you get roped up in all this?"

Lee nodded but didn't say anything. She obviously was expecting everyone to believe she had all the answers, she had believed that about the mayor as well, when she had first arrived. "I am glad you like it," she said politely before listening to the question.

"I arrived much like you did," she began, "Exactly the same on the train, about a year ago now."

"So there was a bunch of you guys too? And you did the whole school battling stuff?"

Aisha scrunched her nose, trying to make sense of this. Yes, the mayor was supposed to have the answers. Wasn't that the point of being all mayorish? "So are you guys for us or against us, honestly? I promise I won't try to attack you or anything."

"Yes there was, and we did." As had the mayor before her, and the one before that, and before that. Who knew how many times this system had repeated itself. At the final question her smile faded and she turned serious for a moment.

"We are for you. Always. Even though it wont always seem that way. Sometimes you will hate us. But remember that, we are on your side."

Okay. Her expression gets rather serious, turning this over in her head. If they were for them, then why the rules and the show and the . . . it seemed off, but she seemed honest. So Aisha went with her guts and decided-

"So what went wrong? Or right? I mean, there's not a whole lot of people here besides us now."

"Right. We won." She smiled, "And you will to, believe me the rules are for your own good." They really were, though Lee had been annoyed as everyone else by them.

"So winning is possible, and leaving is possible, but we all . . ." Okay Aisha, think girl. What obvious piece of the puzzle are you missing?

"But you're still stuck here, how's that fair?"

Dunleavy nodded, "Leaving is possible providing you win yes." She shrugged and looked sad for a moment. "The game requires sacrifices, someone has to provide the power needed for the others to ascend."

"Aisha's sorry." It felt like it needed to be said. It was a good thing to do, better than you could expect most people, and it softens her up quite a bit.

"You did make sure they thanked you, right?"

"You don't have to be sorry, we all made our choices and I had my reasons."

Final battles had the disadvantage of being dangerous, and Lee didn't just have her own life to preserve.

Damn Karish.

"Of course, do you believe Lopez would sacrifice herself for anyone without due recognition?"

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