[ For the second time, Kosuiryo writes to the world. Her calligraphy is relaxed and her ink strokes are sophisticated. She's found peace in the shade of a sunny island's tree (laying out three of her kimono's layers and lying upon them lazily. ]

To those like myself on the Surface,

If I may ask, could I hear your heroic tales. I have met heroes among you and would like to know your stories. Ones that I may write down and keep with me when I must return home someday.

[ Nothing elaborate or fancy. Kosuiryo writes, for once, to the world at large and not just to the "Gracious Hosts" as she's so fond of calling them. She has a curious little thought in her mind, and she wants some opinions. ]

To those like myself on the Surface,

Is it possible to have a place of permanent residence in this world? I would not mind someplace I may stay where I may keep my collection and not have to carry it with me every day. I find that twenty Surface wares are quite heavy.

[ This morning, Kosuiryo woke up deciding that while she wasn't going to leave the island, that she would definitely take a little swim. Nothing too far from the island docks, but definitely something of an exercise so she could stretch her legs. And of course, she so used to her natural abilities as a Water Dragon, she did not expect that when she dove into the waters, kimono layerings, sandals and all, that she would not be able to breathe under the water.

She'd flailed like a carp, struggling to understand why there was water filling her throat, but she'd managed to grab onto one of the docks, hoist herself up, empty her throat of its watery contents, and breathe. And for a moment, her heart was in panic, until it occurred to Kosuiryo that she could breathe, and joy replaced the terror and she up and dragged her soaking wet self back to her lodgings and immediately took to the journal.

She wrote: ]

To my good hosts,

This child has discovered that you have given her yet another great gift. When I took a swim, I discovered that I could no longer breathe in the Waters. A wonderful gift -- you have made me all the more like the people of the Surface, and you have my deepest gratitudes from this princess.

Please, I would be so happy to give you a gift in return. Only name whatever it is you wish and this princess shall do what she must to get it for you.

[ Kosuiryo's found a nice place to sit on the edge of the fountain, her journal open, a fork in one hand and a pen in the other. She's smiling mirthfully, obviously very happy and perhaps a tad overexcited. She's been this way since she first woke up in town and found that she was not in her room, in her bed, in the Ryugujo, where she'd fallen asleep the other night. But to wake up on the Surface?

Something Wonderful.

She writes: ]

To my good hosts,

This child would like to give thanks for this wonderful chance you have given her. I never dreamed that such a wonderful thing could happen, but this chance I have been given is real as my father's throne!

I hope my good hosts do not mind if I remain on the Surface. I will do my best to help your efforts and if there is anything you need of me, ask, and I will do what I must to get it for you. You have the word of the Water Dragon Princess.