BONUS ROUND 1: THROWBACK PROMPTS

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FILL: TEAM VISUAL NOVELS

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Ship: Amane Sachika/Liselle Želudac (Kamen Rider Gavv)
Prompt: "Dialogue: We could live without each other, but it won't be as much fun."

Framed by the dark ocean and silver moon, Lizel almost disappears into the night. 

From her spot on the shore, Sachika watches Lizel splash about in silence. Boots long abandoned, she runs about the shoreline with gleeful laughter as waves nip at her ankles and splash up at her. Her hair catches in the moonlight as it trails behind her. 

Like this, Lizel seems ethereal. Untouchable. Nothing like the girl she's been living with for the past three months. Smile on her face as she runs through the tides, you wouldn't know the level of cruelty she can be capable of. Even Sachika, who has seen her at her worst, can't help but admire her.

As if noticing her staring, Lizel ends her mindless splashing and comes skipping back to shore.  Seemingly unperturbed by the sand sticking to her feet and clothing, she drops to Sachika's side with an over-exaggerated sigh. It seems so odd for a girl who had once nearly beheaded a waiter over accidentally spilling water on her dress. 

"Human beaches really are the best!" Lizel exclaims one she settles, letting her head loll onto Sachika's shoulder. "There's nothing like this back home. It's all rocky."

Sachika doesn't tell her that plenty of human beaches are similarly rocky, just that she'd found the nicest one around to take Lizel to. How Lizel reacts to kindness is a coin flip, and the mood is too nice to chance it.

"They are pretty good, aren't they?" She says instead, because Lizel likes it when people agree with her and take compliments graciously. Lizel lifts her head, and in the silvery lowlight, Sachika almost makes out a smile. 

"Tell me, are all human beaches this nice?"

Ah, she's been seen through. "I haven't seen all of them, so I can't really say for sure. This is one of the nicer ones I've been too, though."

"So there are better beaches, and you didn't think to take me to one?"

"This is the best one I know! What if I accidentally took you to an awful one? You'd-" Sachika doesn't finish that sentence. What would Lizel do, anyway? 

"I'd feed you to the fishes," Lizel says in a bright voice, because it's a line she'd seen in a movie the other day and found it an impossibly cute method of murder, "but you wouldn't take me anywhere awful, would you? You little humans are far too kind for that."

It's not a compliment. Kindness is a weakness to people like Lizel, who use their money and power to take advantage of the weak. But if someone so cruel views her as kind, Sachika still takes it to heart. It means that her efforts have been recognised, as roundabout as it is. 

"I'll take you to all the best beaches, then. I've heard Italy has some real beautiful ones." 

Lizel hums, the sound sweet and syrupy in the quiet night. "We shall set off for this 'Italy' in the morning, then."

Perhaps she should have expected an answer like that. It's very Lizel-esque. "I do have work, you know. I'd love to take an impromptu vacation but I can't just drop everything to go to Italy."

"Haven't I told you that there's no need to work when you're with me? Aren't I more important than your measly little job?" Lizel scoffs. 

"C'mon, I know I said I'd take you but it's not like you need me there. Can't your butler-"

"Of course I don't need you!" Lizel spits, like she's offended at the very notion and turns her face towards the sea. Like this, Sachika can't make out her expression when she speaks next. "...I want you there. We could live without each other, but it wouldn't be as much fun."

It's an ambiguous statement, subject to change at the drop of a hat. Lizel views the world in black and white: things are either entertaining, or not worth her time. Sachika thinks she should consider herself lucky to exist within the former, but what beyond that? What happens when that luck runs out? When Lizel gets sick of her, of humanity, of playing house with her fancy new toys? Where does that leave Sachika, an existence only deemed necessary by a girl who has never been told 'no'?

"...Mhm. I like being with you too, Lizcchi."

It leaves her at Lizel's side, as long as she'll have Sachika, it seems. She's always been the type to take pity on stray cats, even ones who bite the hand that feeds them.