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>>38653890
Anna. Her face is red and she's wiping at her eyes with the sleeves of her dress, but she's smiling and waving at you all the same.

You feel that burst of renewed confidence. Quickly, you increase your pace to match Charlotte. It's not very hard to do, considering you're easily a head-height taller than she is.

The gate draws closer and closer. The guards slowly increase in number until they are the only ones walking the streets. Each one eyes you and your companion with varying levels of confusion.
"Hold it." The one at the edge of the gate finally decides to stop you.
"We're a diplomatic envoy from Gallete." Charlotte does her best ladylike bow, you follow suit behind her. "I'm Charlotte, the first in charge of relations."
"Then..." The guard's attention is suddenly on you. He tries to sound threatening, but can't manage to be that way to someone who's taller than he is. "Who are YOU? And what is that spear? It looks preeeetty sharp."


>Her bodyguard. Don't touch that spear unless you want to find out how sharp it really is.
>Another diplomat. I'm from Bruschetta
>A hero
>Just someone hired to carry her bags!
>"Oh this? it's meant for cutting fabric, not people. I assure you."
>Other?

>>38654063
>Her bodyguard. Don't touch that spear unless you want to find out how sharp it really is.

>>38654063
>"Oh this? it's meant for cutting fabric, not people. I assure you."

Everyone, I am driving home, so I will get to counting/writing for this vote in a little over an hour. See you then.

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You're alive, Announcer!

And holy shit, did you start early today.

>>38654063
>Her bodyguard. Don't touch that spear unless you want to find out how sharp it really is.
When they ask about why she felt the need one, I'm sure we can imply to that village of cats that disappeared some time back and this is just a precaution till the investigation is done

>>38654063
>Another diplomat. I'm from Bruschetta

>>38654063
>>Her bodyguard. Don't touch that spear unless you want to find out how sharp it really is.

"Travelling without one these days would be such a foolish thing to do. Don't you agree?" coupled with our best I'll-totally-fuck-you-up smile

>>38653890
>Tuile's hold around his waist.
See, I knew she wanted a hug.

>>38654063
>"Oh this? it's meant for cutting fabric, not people. I assure you."

>>38654634
>Tuile, if you don't stop hugging me, I'm going to start rubbing your tail again!
>That won't work on me anymore Jack! In fact, go ahead! It'll only make me hug you harder!
>Avast! I should have known it be only a matter of time before ye became immune!

>>38655371
Well Jack did pet a coat's worth of fur off her when they run into each other that time in the tavern.

>>38654063
>Her bodyguard. Don't touch that spear unless you want to find out how sharp it really is.

Also, damn you starting early Announcer.

where did announcer go

>>38657586
start checking the news for car crashes...?

Everyone I am so sorry, I hit heavy traffic and a jam.

I'm thinking I should invest in a 3G card for writing.

>Her bodyguard. Don't touch that spear unless you want to find out how sharp it really is.
>"Travelling without one these days would be such a foolish thing to do. Don't you agree?" coupled with our best I'll-totally-fuck-you-up smile

I like it! Writing!

This idea I have of starting early would work great if I didn't drive for an hour after work.

I might have to start EVEN EARLIER in the future to make the most of it!

>>38657586
He's probably eating/drinking in memory of Sir Terry.

>>38657752
You bastard don't remind me.

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>>38657752
Well NOW I am.

>>38657777
There's a sticky anon. Everytime you go to the catalog you will see it. Also, Terry Pratchett as suprise hero when?

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"I'm her bodyguard." You give a knowingly intense glare in his direction. "Traveling without one these days would be a foolish thing to do, don't you agree? Especially with people disappearing as often as they are." You tilt your head upward to let the moonlight catch your cheeks

"That's... err." He seems a bit more intimidated than you were expecting from your display, but his hand still seems to be creeping toward your naginata.

"Oh and don't touch that, unless you want to find out just how sharp it really is." You let your gaze pitch downward at him, the silver moonlight reflects off the blade and your face. Your advantage in height is the final straw for him.

"Uh, Right!" He jumps backwards into his spot, casting only a sideways glance.
You mumble an audible "Hmph!" as you stride past him and into the castle.

You wish Jack could have seen you do that, because that was amazing!
"T-that was really good, Yuuki." Charlotte whispers. "Nice job."

Gently, you can feel a smile on your face. Pushing someone around like that, especially someone who was trying to intimidate you! You wish you could have done that to some of the suitors who were after your sisters.

Both of you approach the entrance to the political hall, where every politician who wishes council with royalty must convene first as to not overwhelm the busy monarchy.
It seems to be a rather cold season for them, so it's no doubt extremely busy.

Or, it could also be completely empty. Seemingly unused for a very long time. Chairs stacked on top of tables, and the occasional bored maid dusting furnishings that no one will see.

You look at Charlotte, hoping she knows why the entire hall is empty. Instead she's looking back at you.

>Ask a maid what is going on
>"This has to be a mistake, we just went to the wrong room"
>This is a waste of time! Onward straight to the throne room, make your presence known!
>Time to wander, you guess.
>Other?

>>38658851
>This is a waste of time! Onward straight to the throne room, make your presence known!

>>38658851
>>This is a waste of time! Onward straight to the throne room, make your presence known!

If no one is here, we will find someone!

>>38658851
>Ask a maid what is going on
Damn, Yuuki scary.

>>38658851
>>Ask a maid what is going on

>>38658851
>Ask a maid what is going on

>>38658851
>Ask a maid what is going on
Does anyone else hate these goddamn checkmark captchas?

>>38659203
Oh yeah.

>Ask the maids
Writing!

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Charlotte fixes up her robes. She-

She had the front of her robe pulled down to expose her cleavage when walking past the guards. She didn't say she was going to do that. Probably good she didn't.
You're reminded of why you really hate politics.

She pulls her robes back up into a perfect ladylike position as she approaches one of the maids. She adjusts her posture to be full and tall. Her walk takes a slight pitch backwards as she approaches.
"Ahem." She says, sternly, "Excuse us, we were told to meet the counsel. Can you direct us to them?"

The maid slowly stands up, as if she's being disciplined.
"Oh.. Well I'm sorry, but it won't be happening today. Or any day for that matter. The counsel doesn't exist anymore."
"Hmph." Charlotte puts her hands on her hips, "Then how does your royalty expect to greet me?"

"I-" She hesitates. "I don't think you're supposed to. Or if anyone is supposed to, no one has since I started-"
"Then, you do have a way I'm expected to meet with the court. I'm sure you must know of a way."
"I- I really don't!"

"Well maybe I should ask someone of higher-"
"H-hold on!"

The maid stops, scanning the room to make sure no one else is listening.
"Um! You could try asking the guard captain! He'll probably like to see anyone before they enter the throne room, anyway! But, uh-"
"But what, child?"

"But- He's kind of a louse. He's not really someone of your-"
She looks down at Charlotte's chest, and then over toward yours.

"-stature should meet. You're both probably too professional for him."

>"We're meeting him anyway."
>"Forget it, we can find our own way."
>"Surely there's someone else, right?"
>"..Why did you look at our chests?"
>Other?

>>38660549
>>"We're meeting him anyway."
Okay everybody, get ready to roll to seduce.

Or, barring that, menace him with a polearm.

>>38660549
>>"..Why did you look at our chests?"

>>38660549
>"..Why did you look at our chests?"

>>38660549
>>"Surely there's someone else, right?"

Bit of a split.
I have a solution, though.
>Why did you look at our chests?
>writing!

>>38660549
>"We're meeting him anyway."

>"..Why did you look at our chests?"

Are you [/spoiler] perverts?[/endspoiler]

>>38660921
you were a second late

>>38660921
Damn it, I'm sorry for writing too soon.

That vote is going to get brought up against in just a second, so just wait right here

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"Why did you look at our chests?" You can almost instinctively feel your hand twitch, feeling as if it needs to cover up.
"No no! It's nothing like that." The maid tries to calm you down. "It's just, he's a man with very."

The maid puts her hands far apart.
"Special tastes. That's why the maids that work around him are-"
She puts her hands closer together.
"-much younger."

You feel a light blush form across your face as the realization dawns on you. Charlotte only sighs and tugs on your shoulder.
"Yuuki, you don't have to worry about that, I'll take care of it."
"Well.. it's just" The maid stutters again, now she's blushing. "Both of you fall perfectly in his target range."

"Surely there's someone else." you say, dryly.

"Well.. There's the head maid in charge of the maid unit. She knows all the royalty personally, but she's still just a maid."

>Head maid, please.
>Guard captain it is.
>Charlotte, you decide.
>Other?

>>38661197
>>Head maid, please.

>>38661197
>Head maid, please.

>>38661197
>Charlotte, you decide.

>>38661197
>Charlotte, you decide.

>>38661197
>>Head maid, please.

>>38661197
>Head maid, please.

>Head maid please

Okay, quickly writing what may be the last update of the night.

I'm having fun with this storyarc, maybe I should run again this weekend?

>>38661197
>Head maid, please.

Sounds better than the lolicon captain.

>>38661472
If you feel like it.

>>38661480
God dammnit

>>38661472
is you can, don't push yourself too hard while you're still sick/recovering

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"Head maid." You say, dryness still thick in your voice. "Please."

Charlotte smiles. You feel some kind of sense of, wrongness, about how readily she was to flaunt herself to some lecher. She wasn't even going to ask if there was someone else she could talk to before she pulled her dress back down to her breasts.

"Right this way then~" The maid practically hums as she leads you along.

–

"Who is this again?" A maid with a much more stern glare on her face asks the younger maid.
"They say they're diplomats, from Gallete. They're here to meet with the coun-"
"Enough." She says. "Back to work, I'll call you when I need you."

The other maid looks sort of worried, but scampers away anyway.
"Listen here. I know you're not here to meet with the counsel. Why are you here?"
"Exactly as I said, Diplomatic mission from Gallete. If you don't wish to oblige, I can find someone else."
"You won't find anyone else." She crosses her arms. "Just tell me why you're here. You probably won't get an audience without my help."

Charlotte thinks for a minute on her request.
"We need to speak to your princess."
"I wish I could speak to our princess." The head maid sighs. "She's.. not given a lot of autonomy with how her Cousin runs his court."
"Cousin?" Charlotte seems confused, "I thought her father was King last."

The maid sighs, "You're way behind, he stepped down after enacting his security plan for the nation years ago. He handed succession to her cousin until she was old enough to marry. And her cousin is even more of a hardliner than her father was."

"Well we have something of hers, that we would like to return."
"And what would that be?"

>Say it
>Don't say it.

>>38661985
>Say it

>>38661985
>Say it

>>38661985
>>Say it

>Say it

Writing!

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"We have.." Charlotte seems to stall.
You know that there's no time to stall, and simply spit it out.

"We have her hero." Your calmness is replaced with anxiousness when you remember that little girl with the fever back on the wagon. "And she's become really sick without her. She needs to meet with her hero again, soon!"

The head maid stops, the slender cloth she was holding falls to the ground.
"You found..her?"
"Yes! She was all alone in Biscotti, and she's been slowly wasting away ever since!" The nervousness in your voice increases. "I've had to watch her over the past week slowl-"

The maid grabs your hands. "Take me to her."

–

Jack walks from the wagon, Cody several steps behind him. In Jack's arms is the hero that you've ever known to be a terrified little girl sent on a suicide mission.
You're not sure you can trust this maid, but she did agree to go with you alone. That must mean she has some trust in you and what you were saying.

"Y-" The maid gently presses her hand against the hero's head. "This is bad, we need to get her to Greta, right away-"
"Hold it Lass." Jack stops her, "Yer nation tried to kill this hero once already, Aye'm not leavin' her alone."
"But- She needs to get to the princess right away-"
"And one of ours will be the ones to do it. I ain't trustin' ye, Lass. We can tear this castle apart lookin' for the princess ourselves if we hafta."

Slowly, the maid turns to the castle and points to a single window, three floors up.
"That's the Princess' room. If you can find a way to get her there, then you don't need me."

Jack laughs, and then approaches you.
"'Ey Yuuki, Yer good with kids, bring this Lass up to that window."

You didn't even need him to tell you before you snatch the hero from his arms and take a running leap toward the window.

The dimly-lit square gets closer, and closer. Until finally you stop just before you crash straight through it. Gently, you open the delicate glass and step inside.

>Cont.

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>>38662508
The inside of the room is nothing short of a mess.
Clothes litter the room, shattered pictureframes and torn bits of paper cover the floor. Plus everything looks as if it hasn't been dusted in ages. Are maids even allowed in this room?

The only other features contained within is a dim light, a very disorderly bed, and a single extremely skinny figure sitting in the center of it. She wears clothes that you're not even sure are her size.
"W-!" She stops herself. "Who are you and what do you think you're doing!?" She whisper-yells at you in a voice so hoarse that you suspect she hasn't used it in a very long time.

"You'll get to know me soon, look."
You step into the room, and then over to the bed with the sickened hero in tow. The bed creaks as you set her down next to the princess.

The princess has been trying to say something since you set foot in the room, but instead only emits a muffled squeak in response. She grabs her hero in a torrent of silent tears.

"It's okay now." You silently whisper, as you gently embrace them.

–

You are Jack Albator, excellent overseer, wondrous tactician, and expert infiltrator

You were kinda worried for a minute. You hatched a plan with Cody to break in from the training yard while Charlotte was doing her diplomat thing. Both of you had even plotted a map of guard patrols and were nearly ready to take several groups out before Yuuki showed up again.

You still think your way was better.
Either ways, Cody gives a thumbs-up from the windowsill, and hops back silently toward your caravan before any of the passing guards notice his silhouette against the moonlight. Panic averted, all is right with the world.

"I can't believe it." The maid says to herself once more.
Your hand starts to gravitate toward her ears.
Until she says something peculiar.

"Now we can prepare for the wedding!"


Errr.
Wedding?
"Fer who?"
"The princess."
"To who?"
"The hero!"

You don't get what she's saying.

>Thread End

>>38662895
WAT?

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Okay, now I really need to go to bed because I gotta drive in the morning.

Thanks everyone for the thread, let me know if you want more Yuuki POV swaps because these are fun

>>38662895
WAT?

>>38662948
thanks for running.
too much POV switch kills the POV (especially if it's with only one character) but yeah, i wouldn't mind playing her more

>>38662948
i dont mind POV swaps maybe Cody once or some one else.

>>38662895
Wut.

>>38662948
Thanks for running dude, the POV swap was fun, wouldn't mind it again sometime.

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>>38662895
Wat?