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Lahai-Roi Compilation of Side Quests
A Secret
The Lightbeam Fencing restraining the rampaging Ironhoof doesn't seem like Royan tech, which captures your attention...
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Talkie:
Rover! Rover! A visitor at the Observatory!
Talkie:
Rover! Rover! A visitor at the Observatory!
Talkie:
It's Odette! It's Odette! She brought us snacks!
Talkie:
Odette is Rakosan's wife! She brought us snacks!
Actor No. 1:
Now that the baseplates have been deployed, Rakosan can finally—
Actor No. 1:
This pizza… It tastes just like the ones we had back in Rinascita. Thank you for making it, dear.
Actor No. 2:
Hehe, it's the least I can do for you.
Rakosan:
This pizza… It tastes just like the ones we had back in Rinascita. Thank you for making it, dear.
Odette:
Hehe, it's the least I can do for you.
Rover:
You should have a proper celebration, Rakosan. It's also a way to honor the good wishes of the one who cares about you.
Rakosan:
I know. But the only reason I can still celebrate my birthday… is because I survived. The others... those I worked with... were all lost in that Void Storm.
Rakosan:
I was lucky not to be in the Observatory that day. But Dhalifa… I can hardly bring myself to think about her condition.
Rakosan:
I'm sorry, Odette, but I can't celebrate my survival when others never had that chance. Let me just… finish the reconstruction first.
Odette:
Rakosan…
Actor No. 1:
Dhalifa's hungry! Dhalifa's hungry!
Actor No. 2:
Shh—
Talkie:
Dhalifa's hungry! Dhalifa's hungry!
Dhalifa:
Shh—
The pizza is fragrant enough to bring something resembling a grin to Dhalifa's face.
Dhalifa:
Smells so good...
Talkie:
"The warmth wraps the air in an irresistible aroma. Just the scent alone paints a picture of how it'll taste," says Dhalifa!
Dhalifa:
Crunchy.
Talkie:
"Crispy crust and gooey cheese meet each other in a small bite, bursting with flavor that dances across my tongue," says Dhalifa!
Dhalifa:
Rich flavor.
Talkie:
"Then comes the gemberry sauce that blends with the sausage and cheese in a perfect, layered harmony. Every bite brings a new, lingering taste to savor," says Dhalifa!
Dhalifa:
Perfection.
Talkie:
"A pizza baked by a classic clay oven… absolutely perfect. My final verdict? Another one, please," says Dhalifa!
Rover:
Wow... that was a real gourmet review right there.
Talkie:
Dhalifa's hungry! Dhalifa's hungry!
Dhalifa:
Shh—
The pizza is fragrant enough to bring something resembling a grin to Dhalifa's face.
Dhalifa:
The warmth wraps the air in an irresistible aroma. Just the scent alone paints a picture of how it'll taste.
Dhalifa:
Crispy crust and gooey cheese meet each other in a small bite, bursting with flavor that dances across my tongue.
Dhalifa:
Then comes the gemberry sauce that blends with the sausage and cheese in a perfect, layered harmony. Every bite brings a new, lingering taste to savor.
Dhalifa:
A pizza baked by a classic clay oven… absolutely perfect. My final verdict? Another one, please!
Rover:
Wow... that was a real gourmet review right there.
Actor No. 1:
(Sob) I remember how you loved sitting here, feeling the breeze, Xiao... You'd read your web novels here for hours... (sob) but now you'll never get to see how they end...
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(Sob) I remember how you loved sitting here, feeling the breeze, Xiao... You'd read your web novels here for hours... (sob) but now you'll never get to see how they end...
???:
Liuqi... (sniff) you were only with us for two days, and then... I remember showing you this view, talking about the future we'd build together... (Sob)
Rover:
(This voice... It's Rakosan. What's going on here...?)
Actor No. 1:
That's for Xiao and Liuqi. The next is one...
Rakosan:
That's for Xiao and Liuqi. The next one is…
Rover:
Rakosan, I just saw your robot.
Rakosan:
Oh, then I guess you've heard the recordings I made?
Rakosan:
Most of my late colleagues used to work on the suspension platform, so I had the robots play my words for them… It's the only way I could think of to remember them.
Rover:
That's thoughtful of you. Like you said, those lost to the Void Storm deserve to be remembered, but the memories don't all have to be sad ones. Maybe you should talk to Dhalifa about it.
Rakosan:
That… makes sense. I just get emotional whenever I think about them. But you're right. I should ask Dhalifa's ideas.
Actor No. 1:
Mm-hmm, I understand your thought, Rakosan.
Dhalifa:
Mm-hmm, I understand your thought, Rakosan.
Dhalifa:
We're the only two left, so it matters that we keep their stories alive.
Dhalifa:
But it shouldn't all be sadness. Just like how the Spacetrek Observatory records both the light and the dark, we should remember their joy too, and pass those memories on to the people who'll come after us.
Dhalifa:
We carry their best moments with us, Rakosan. So let go of that survivor's guilt, and live with hope.
Rakosan:
Dhalifa… you're right. I survived by chance, but that doesn't mean I wasn't meant to keep going… does it?
Dhalifa:
Of course. You've done so much to rebuild the Observatory.
Rakosan:
Then… let's do it your way. I just remembered how Xiao used to throw his head back laughing, and how he'd get all worked up when recommending a novel. If I kept my old recordings, anyone listening would think he spent every day crying.
Dhalifa:
And Liuqi... Remember the day she brought pastry from home? Everyone was so happy that we all took half the day off to enjoy them.
Rakosan:
Yes, I remember. Back then, she was...
Rover:
(Looks like they're alright now. I should leave them to their conversation.)
Rover:
(Those railings that trapped the Ironhoof… They don't look Royan. I should look into it.)
Rover:
(The shoddy seams... the numbing current...)
Rover:
(Hmm, definitely the work of an Outcast.)
Actor No. 1:
Good thing those railings actually held the Ironhoof back.
Sephira:
Good thing those railings actually held the Ironhoof back.
Sephira:
Huh? Rover? What are you talking about?
Rover:
The railings. Where did you get them? They look like Outcast weapons.
Sephira:
Didn't think you'd recognize them... Well, you're right.
Sephira:
Some folks from our village used to be Outcasts. They redeemed themselves later, but these things were left behind. I kept them around just in case, and learned how to use them. Looks like that finally paid off.
Sephira:
Still, people don't change that easily, do they? Just like Dhalifa and this observatory.
Rover:
(Hmm… something about this doesn't sit right. I should check with the others later.)
Actor No. 1:
This is such a mess...
Wounded Villager:
This is such a mess…
Wounded Villager:
Oh, was it you who stopped that Ironhoof? Thank you so much for your help.
Rover:
Hello. I heard from Sephira that there used to be Outcasts in your village who left their weapons here. Is that true?
Wounded Villager:
Yeah… those were rough times. Some people even thought they could sell Exoswarm materials for money, which is why they got kicked out.
Wounded Villager:
As for the weapons you mentioned… I don't know much about them.
Rover:
Those weapons are dangerous to handle. I'll talk to Sephira again.
Rover:
(Wait, where did Sephira go?)
Rover:
(Something smells fishy. I should stay attentive.)
Rover:
(Though Sephira agreed to help with the reconstruction, she still holds a grudge against the project. Better to check on her.)
Actor No. 1:
Don't you dare pull something like that again, Pakal!
Actor No. 2:
You're the last person who gets to say that, Sephira!
Sephira:
Don't you dare pull something like that again, Pakal!
Pakal:
You're the last person who gets to say that, Sephira!
Sephira:
He's been an Outcast for years! And now he sneaks back to steal Exoswarm materials while everyone's busy rebuilding the Observatory!
Pakal:
Look who's talking! You of all people, Sephira.
Sephira:
I-I...
Pakal:
Come on, everyone! Let's take them down!
...
Pakal:
Wait, guys? Come out!
Sephira:
Ambush, huh? Don't fool yourself. I heard Rover already taught your lot a proper lesson. Not a chance they'll come to help you!
Pakal:
Damn you, Sephira! You were one of us!
Pakal:
And now you slink back to the village, get forgiven, and act like you're better than us? Disgusting!
Rover:
(…So that's why she knew how to handle Outcast weapons.)
Sephira:
…Yeah, I did something stupid. Unforgivable, really. And I even set back the reconstruction recently.
Sephira:
But Dhalifa talked sense into me, just like she always does. I finally understood how wrong I was.
Sephira:
I've been trying to help with the reconstruction, to actually do something meaningful. And just like Dhalifa said, I can feel myself changing. I won't go back to hurting others for my own gain.
Sephira:
If you're willing to change too… the village will welcome you back someday.
Rover:
But you'll have to face consequences first, just like the others did. I'll speak with the Spacetrek Collective and the Solisylum about this.
Sephira:
…Thank you, Rover.
Pakal:
Damn it…
Odette:
Now that the baseplates have been deployed, Rakosan can finally—
Odette:
Oh, nice to meet you. You must be Rover. Rakosan had told me so much about your contributions to the reconstruction. I've always wanted to thank you in person.
Odette:
I hope I'm not disturbing your work here, but today is Rakosan's birthday. I've made some dishes from our hometown and wanted to—
As you two are talking, Rakosan hurries over.
Rakosan:
What are you doing here? We talked about this. No celebrations until after the project! I don't have time for this!
Odette:
But I got all the ingredients from—
Rakosan:
I said no! My birthday... How could I celebrate anything now...
Rakosan:
I just—alright, fine. Let's do it then.
Odette:
Look, I brought pizza—freshly baked in the clay oven. It's been ages since we last had a slice.
Rakosan:
We are, though we've been away for so long… so long that I can barely remember the taste of pizza anymore.
Rakosan:
Thank you, Odette. I'll take a slice, then. Rover, could you bring some to Dhalifa? She's never had pizza before.