Miles/Stories
Stella is confronted by an angry street peddler while running errands in Palpebra. Miles, a self-proclaimed knight, arrives to her rescue. For some reason, though, he keeps referring to her as his little sister, Kiara.
Miles: Sun shining, birds singing, and not a cloud in sight! I can just feel it... Today's the day!
Little Boy: HEEEELP!
Miles: A hopeless child in need!
Tiny Dog: Yip! Yip yip yip!
Miles: Never fear! HYAH!
Little Boy: Wow! You sent it flying!
Miles: Are you okay?
Little Boy: Yeah! Thanks for helping me!
Miles: No need to thank me. Saving citizens in distress is what knights are for!
Little Boy: Huh? You're a knight?
Miles: But of course!
Miles: For every ounce of my heroic might; Is born to defend the defenseless from plight!
Miles: That, indeed, is what makes a Knight!
Little Boy: W-Wow! That's awesome!
Tiny Dog: YIP!
Stella: Oh no!
Miles: A damsel in distress!
Miles: We meet again, mongrel!
Merchant: Missy, I hope you're prepared to pay for all the wares your dumb dog trashed!
Stella: No, I am not obliged to pay. That wasn't my dog.
Stella: Moreover, the prices on your sign are roughly three times the market price...
Merchant: Details, details! Someone's gotta pay for all this! Help a poor widdle street peddler out, wouldya?
Miles: Stop right there!
Miles: You! Unhand her!
Stella: He isn't touching me.
Miles: Leave this to me! My strength comes from defending the defenseless, so the worse the odds, the stronger I... get...
Miles: (Wait. The stars wink with her every blink...)
Stella: I do not require defense.
Miles: (A will forged in solitude's fires!)
Miles: She's perfect! She's just like the sister in the story!
Merchant: Uh... Am I interrupting something weird?
Miles: Bestill thine heart, dearest Kiara! For I have arrived, in this darkest of hours!
Stella: My name is Stella.
Miles: You always acted distant around your brother, but it turned out you were just shy and didn't know what to say.
Miles: That was in the playbill!
Stella: We aren't related...
Miles: That doesn't matter! A little sister to protect will make me stronger!
Merchant: Look, I don't know what this weirdass reunion of yours is and I don't care. I just want my money!
Miles: Begone!
Merchant: WHOOOA!
Miles: What do you think? Having a big brother isn't half bad, right?
Stella: I don't need a brother.
Light: Stella, there you are! I was worried about you.
Light: You should have been back by now. Is everything all right?
Miles: A talking toy? Hey there, little bunny. You must be Kiara's best friend! You're perfect to play up the little sister setting.
Light: T-toy? I am the champion Light. While I am Stella's companion, I am not a toy or a bunny.
Miles: Ooh! So Kiara's toy bunny houses the spirit of a legendary hero named Light... Yeah, I'll write that in! That'll add some flair!
Light: Flair?
Miles: Aren't you glad we're finally reunited, Kiara? Now we'll always, aaalways have each other.
Light: Wait. I don't know who he thinks you are, but does this child mean to follow us home, Stella?
Miles: You mean Kiara? I need a frail little sister to save— Just like in the story!
Light: Frail? Sister? Stella, what is he talking about?
Stella: I don't know. I appear to be his younger sister, Kiara.
Miles: "Stella" even sounds pretty similar to Kiara, doesn't it? Kinda? It's close enough!
Light: They sound nothing alike!
Miles: Come on Kiar— No! I almost revealed your secret identity. You can be in hiding under the fake name "Stella."
Miles: All right, "Stella," let's head back to your hideout. Don't worry—your brother Miles is here now!
Stella: I'm not worried so much as confused.
Light: Sigh... Another odd addition to the party. Are we misfit magnets?
Stella and Miles go to gather herbs, but are attacked by a wild boar. Remembering the reason he originally took up knighthood, Miles is able to defend Stella from the boar's charges.
Miles: Stella, wait for me! I heard you're going out to gather herbs. As your big brother, I'll tag along and protect you!
Light: Miles! I could hear you all the way from the World Flipper! Sounds like you're still playing pretend...
Stella: I'm supposed to be your frail little sister, right?
Miles: Exactly! I'm glad you remembered. Knights unleash their true power to defend the defenseless!
Miles: That means I need someone to protect if I wanna look the part!
Stella: I see. There's more to being a knight than I thought.
Light: H-he's not a REAL knight, Stella.
Stella: Either way, I'm going to go collect those herbs. You are welcome to accompany me.
Light: Those two worry me... But I suppose he'll only listen to Stella anyhow.
Light: Keep an eye on him, Stella.
Miles: Look! I found some! There are a whole bunch!
Miles: Hmm? Whew, that's a strong scent.
Stella: Why did you decide to become a knight, Miles? Does it have to do with your made-up sister?
Miles: Oh, that's all from a play. It's about a knight who fights to rescue his frail, sickly sister. The lead is a big inspiration!
Miles: His name's Geralt Dawnshield, and when he comes on stage there's a bright flash as he raises his shield like THIS.
Stella: I'm not your sister, though.
Miles: You don't have to be Kiara, but you DO have to be my little sister! Without a little sister to protect, I... I'd...
Stella: You would what?
Miles: That'll have to wait! Stella, stand back! I'll defend you!
Miles: You won't get by me!
Stella: The shield... It cracked! Miles, we should flee.
Miles: Never fear! I'll protect you! I swear it!
Stella: Miles...
Miles: Uh oh! It's winding up for a charge! What did we do to make it so mad?
Stella: All we've done is gather some—
Stella: Oh!
Stella: Just as I thought.
Miles: Huh?
Stella: The herbs. I believe the scent drew the boar to us.
Miles: Oh, that makes sense!
Miles: Take that! And THAT!
Miles: You don't stand a chance against the two of us! Let's toss herbs everywhere and confuse it!
Stella: That appears to have had the opposite effect.
Miles: Oops...
Miles: But it won't get past me!
Stella: Your shield!
Miles: I've still got plenty where that came from, fiend!
Miles: Pant... Pant...
Stella: Miles, the shield is barely holding itself together. We MUST flee!
Miles: No. No, no, NO!
Miles: I'll protect you!
Miles: HYAAAAAH!
Stella: Miles!
Miles' Father: Did he get in ANOTHER fight?
Miles' Mother: Not Miles, it was the other kids—They ganged up on him, the poor thing. I'm going to go give that USELESS teacher a piece of my mind!
Miles' Father: I'll go too. I'll make sure they hold ALL of those brats responsible for this! They'll never touch another hair on his sweet head!
Young Miles: N-no, don't. Mommy, Daddy, stop...
Miles' Father: Shh, don't worry, Miles. You'll always be Daddy's special boy. Let us grown ups handle the scary stuff, okay?
Miles' Mother: Poor baby... You're our one and only sunshine. Everything's okay now.
Young Miles: Don't... Don't tell the teacher... No!
Angry Boy: Hmph! What do you think YOU'RE doing here? You told on us!
Angry Girl: Yeah! Now the teacher's mad! I don't want to play with a tattle-tale!
Angry Boy: Me either! You can't be our friend anymore! Tattle-tales don't deserve friends!
Young Miles: Wait! No, come back!
Geralt Dawnshield: Alone, alone, woe was I! Alone I traversed the lonely tides, Alone—Lo! But for yonder light!
Geralt Dawnshield: Kiara! My sister, starlight twinkling in her dewy eyes—
Geralt Dawnshield: The power I lost, by that light tethered! My shield stronger than 'twere ever— For the knowledge, we are together!
Geralt Dawnshield: A slash! A flash! Kiara! My sister, plagued by daemons nevermore! Her gentle smile spared by mine knightly sword!
Young Miles: At last, long last I understood— The will to defend is the power of Knighthood!
Young Miles: I'm not alone!
Miles: As long as I've got someone to protect, my shield will NEVER break!
Stella: Miles?!
Miles: Huh? W-what did I just—?
Stella: That was a perfect shield bash, Miles. Thank you for saving me.
Miles: Uh, y-yeah, you're welcome.
Light: Oh, you two are finally back. Did it take you a while to find the herbs?
Miles: We were attacked by a wild boar, and...
Stella: And Miles fended it off with his shield. The shield shattered, though.
Miles: That's all right, shields can be fixed. Your safety is what matters.
Light: Sounds like you had a REAL adventure. Welcome back.
Miles: And so Miles the Knight was reunited with his companions, and all were merry!