>>1430382
>>”You’re right, let them land.”

>”You’re right, let them land.”

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“You’re right, let them land.” You sigh.

“Okay! Go for it!” Nora yells to them.

“Really?! Thank you!” The girl not only sounds relieve, she sounds happy.

The balloon cautiously descends until it lands on the boat, the UFO is a hot air balloon and on its top there is a long rope that keeps ascending until vanish between the clouds.

“W-we come in peace!” A very flamboyant looking girl with glasses gets off the balloon. There is no one else inside the balloon…

“You seem to be alone…”

“Ehm, it’s because I- I’m the… Ar- Ar-…!” She starts a little dancing choreographs but stops midway and suddenly lies down. She also is covering her face with both of her hands, she’s all red.

“…Yo—”

“Gretchen, don’t say anything.”

“I was against leaving her be for a minute, you know? I’m not a monster.”

“…” You can feel her embarrassment. Nora gets near her and tries to help her compose.

“Are you alright?”

“I-I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay… I think.”

“Do you mind explain what is going on?”

“Y-yes, I’m… Tamia, I’m member of the Entertainment Sky Palace. I-I came here because I found signals of one piece of the lost artifact I’m searching and—”

“Slow down, flashy four eyes. What palace are you talking about?” You ask.

“Y-you don’t know? Aw, grandma is going to get mad at m-me.” You stare at her. “R-right! Upwards! Very far up is my grandma’s airship where all type of artists are inside showing their expertise… After the flood it was my grandma’s idea to preserve and propagate art the world has left.”

“That’s cute…”

“If you want to know more I’ll gladly show you the way in there, it’s pretty exclusive, only you have to give me the artifact! It’s like a round eye! This big!”

“You mean this?” You show her what you fished before, the weird black looking ball.

“Yes! Precisely! Will you lend it to me please?”

Do you want to give her the thing?

>Yes
>Nah
>Write In.

>>1430586
>>Yes

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“Yeah, whatever take it, I don’t care. You’ll have to explain to us what it is anyway.”

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” She’s excited. “It’s part of something weird I found years ago, a mask. I don’t know what it is, buy maybe if I find all its components I’ll have my answer.”

“Okay, miss entertainment, you promised us a ticket to the palace, so let’s go!” Nora is inside already…

“Y-yes! But before we go, mind introducing yourselves?”

You and Nora do.

“Nora, Gretchen, Nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you too.” You both salute.

“C’mon, let’s go!” Nora is jumping like a puppy.

“Wait, who’s going to stay on the boat?” You realize.

“Don’t worry, I’ll send someone to watch it in the meantime. We always do this for our clients. Any other way we wouldn’t survive as a business. Also, we’re going to stay at the same coordinates for a few days, the shows are soon.”

“I don’t know sounds sketchy…” I don’t want to lose my boat…

“Do you promise nothing bad is going to happen?” Nora asks Tamia.

“I-I do! Don’t worry Gretchen, if anything happens I swear I’ll do anything to pay you gals back.”

“Ugh… I don’t know.”

What do you say?

>”Nora stay, I’ll go.”
>”I’ll stay, have fun Nora.”
>”Screw it, but you owe me your life if I lose my boat, okay?”
>Write In.

>>1430695
>”Screw it, but you owe me your life if I lose my boat, okay?”

>>1430695
>>”Screw it, but you owe me your life if I lose my boat, okay?”

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“Aahh! Screw it! But you owe me your life I lose my boat, okay?”

“I wha—”

“The contract is sealed, let’s go.” You jump aboard.

“Uhm…” She shakes her head and goes in too. Tamia presses a button and the balloon starts elevating.

“Holy gods! My legs are starting to feel shaky.” You say.

“D-don’t worry, it’s normal. We’ll arrive in matters of minutes. Here are your passes, if you lost them you’ll be kicked out of the airship so keep that in mind, also don’t cause any trouble since you’re my special guests I’ll be blamed if anything happens. There is also one way rule you mustn’t break: Don’t. Get. My. Grandma. Mad. Got it?”

“Aye!” Nora exclaims.

“Are we going to prison or what?” You retort.

“I trust your opinion in that matter.” Nora says while giggling… assface.

“S-sorry! I always ended up worrying people, but it’s going to be fun! I promise!”

“Hey Gretchen, your boat looks really really small!” Nora points down. I look down.

“Woah, it’s like an ant now!”

“Cool, right?!” Nora smiles.

…

What do you say?

>Remain silent.
>Ask Tamia what you can do in the Palace.
>Ask Tamia about herself.
>Write In.

>>1430793

For the lack of activity and me feeling a bit sick, we continue tomorrow. We'll play 'till Sunday I think.

>>1430793
>>Ask Tamia about herself.
Didn't realize it was up.

>>1430793
>>Ask Tamia what you can do in the Palace.

oh no i just found you

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“So while we are waiting, why don’t you tell us about yourself?” You ask Tamia. Might as well get to know your possible slave better sooner than later.

“Could I ask the same first? I don’t want to say unnecessary things…”

“We’re sisters and adventurers from a forsaken land! And I’ll become a GREAT heroine! Now it’s your turn.” Nora says.

“She kind of is, but she wants more, I don’t know why.” You say.

“Oh! That’s great! Maybe I could convince my grandma of sponsoring you! We do that for some great heroes! You may know them…”

“Not really, we were kind of stuck in an isolated island.” Nora replies.

“Oh my gosh! You girls are going to be really useful! We seek to find islands that lost contact with the rest of the world. One of you will have to accompany me to meet my grandmother, this information is really valuable.”

“Gretchen is our navigator, so she got more clues than I am.”

“Enough of that, what about you?” You interrupt the flow.

“Uhm... I’m part of the literature section of the ship and I’m a writer…” She gets all red.

“Cool, what do you write?” Nora asks.

“...Magic New Leaf.”

“WOAH! Really?! I’m a big fan!” Woo! Finally I get to meet— wait; she’s way too young for her to be the writer. “Wait, the book is pre-Great Flood and you don’t look old at all.”

“My grandmother is the original author, now it’s a generational work, my mother did it before I and I’m doing from Volume’s 28 o–“

“28?! I got ‘till—”

“9, I know. This whole airship thing was to deliver the final tomes of my grandma’s part to the world, well until it got this successful and… Sorry, I’m going into something more personal. When we get there I’m going to lend you my copies so you both can read them, don’t tell my grandmother, she for sure will reprimand me for not selling them to you.”

“I’ll pass…” Nora looks at the distance. You can tell her comment hurt Tamia a bit.

“Well I gladly accept your offer.” I can’t wait!

“We’re getting there; I’ll be busy for a while before I can tag along with you two. Have fun together! It’s really easy!”
“What are you going to do?”

“Technically I should be writing right now…”

“Oh… But what do we do in the meantime?”

“The place is separated in different sections depending in the type of art they do: painting, culinary, music, literature and showmanship… there is also an executive’s section, don’t go there. It’s a very exclusive place, so expect snobby people. There is always a map around so you can’t get lost. If you want to go the literature section I’ll gladly show you the way.”

“No, thank you, I think I’ll go to the showmanship section. I feel like it could be valuable to me. What are you going to do when we arrive, sis?”

“I… Uhmm…”

>>1431505

>Go to the Literature Section with Tamia.
>Go to the Showmanship Section with Nora.
>Go to the Painting Section by yourself.
>Go to the Musical Section by yourself.
>Go to the Culinary Section by yourself.
>Write In.

(Felt a little bit better, have a surprise reply)

>>1431510
Glad you're feeling better.
>Go to the Literature Section with Tamia.

>>1431510
>>Go to the Literature Section with Tamia.

>>1431510
>>Go to the Showmanship Section with Nora.

>>1431510
>Go to the Literature Section with Tamia.

Glad to see this quest come back!

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“I think I’ll go to the literature section first.”

“Aw… I guess we’ll see each other later.” Nora shrugs.

“Sorry, I just want to get my library up to date and to hang with our far-famed author pal here.” And future slave.

“Yeah… far-famed…” Tamia stares down.

You finally arrive to the Sky Palace and it is ginormous! It’s like a glamorous flying boat, beautifully crafted it! I don’t have words to describe it!

“WOOOOAH! It’s fucking amazing!” I couldn’t contain.

“It’s bigger than I thought!” Nora’s eyes are sparkling.

“Hehe, let’s go.” Tamia gets out of the balloon, then she talks to what it seems an employee of the airship, he goes to another balloon. “Your ship is safe now. Let’s get inside.”

The place is even bigger than you thought; lots of really looking folks are walking through what it seems to be the main hall. Tamia was right, there are maps everywhere.

“Nora, go through that door and you’ll find the showmanship section, remember to show your pass to the guards before entering a new area.”

“I-I’m really going alone? How are we going to find each other later.”

“Let’s meet in the culinary section for dinner. We have 3 hours to kill.”

“Right, I’ll see you soon then!” Nora leaves.

“Follow me.”

The whole place looks fancy in an artistic way, there are a lot of paintings hanging and so are sculptures, but the way things are maintain, I wouldn’t say the place is wealthy like a royal castle. After showing my pass to the guard the doors of the Literature Section open. It’s like a giant library full of posters of the novels they are producing inside, there is one of Magical New Leaf and… UH?!

“Is that Artemisa? Why are you dressed like her?”

“Y-yes and... It was my grandmother’s idea. She used to do the same when she was younger; she says it’s for marketing, lonely people attach easily to idol-type figures and helps selling merchandising, I don’t really enjoy it… A-and…”

“And?”

“T-this is the first time I dress up, I don’t really like to hang out outside my room, but since there was a reading of the artifact I used this as an opportunity to practice and overcome my anxiety… She said I didn’t have to do it if the books were selling but…”

“They are not selling. Geez, I didn’t know that it was that type of book.”

“Stop! It’s not like that! I’m doing this to keep writing!” She got mad.

“Calm down, I’m not judging.” So much for being anxious. “So now what?”

“I-I don’t know… If you want I can lend you my volumes of Magical New Leaf or maybe you can help me piece together the artifact.”

What do you do?

>Get them books.
>Help assembly the artifact.
>Explore the place by yourself.
>Write In.

>>1433169
>>Get them books.

>>1433169
>Get them books.
Might as well see what all the fuss is about.

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“Lend me your books; I want to know what the fuzz is all about.”

“Then follow me to my room.”

You follow Tamia, you go up 2 sets of stairs to the dorms, over each door there is framing with the name of the book they are producing. You finally arrive to the one with ‘Magical New Leaf’ written, doesn’t look any different from the others.

“A lot of writers are in here, uh?”

“…Here we are!” She opens the door for her room, it’s somewhat messy with a lot of papers laying around everywhere, like a combination between a bedroom and an office. “Sorry, it’s a mess…”

“Yeah, you should clean it up every now and then. Here, let me help.” I start picking up some papers.

“D-don’t worry! I’ll handle it myself!”

“Doesn’t seem like you will by yourself.” It’s a total mess.

“Stop! Please!” She grabs my hand. “I-I’m sorry! I need to resume writing!” She lets me go.

“You’re kind of a complete mess.”

“You’re not the first that points that out. Now, let me search for the books.”

I sit on her bed. She opens a drawer and some books fall off, between them she recompiles the volumes she’s going to lend me.

“Here we go! I hope you enjoy them! From 9 to 12 are still my grandmother’s, from 13 to 24 are my mother’s and the rest are the ones I did.” She seems extremely happy to lend me those.

“Thank you!” I cannot wait to read them!

“Hehe, now if you excuse me, I’ll be on my desk, I need to work! If you need anything just ask.” She leaves the mess as is and crosses the room to sit on her chair and starts writing in a blank piece of paper.

…

What now?

>Read Tamia’s Volumes.
>Read what is left of her grandma’s volumes.
>Ask Tamia why her books aren’t selling.
>Write In.

>>1433375
>Read Tamia’s Volumes.
Probably best to get our own idea about why they aren't selling before we ask her.

>>1433375
>>Read what is left of her grandma’s volumes.
got to do them in order

>>1433375
>>Read what is left of her grandma’s volumes.

>>1433375
>Read grandma's first.
Read them in order. Dont skip anyone.

>>1433375
>Read what is left of her grandma’s volumes

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Well time to finish this god damn saga! Volume 10 here I go!

-2 Hours Later-

Woo! I can’t believe I finished 2 volumes in such short amount of time, I’m really good at reading, but not as good as these books are! I thought no one could come up with a better saga than quest for Sacred Sword of Remudia! But I was gravely mistaken! Too bad they didn’t explain some things I really wanted an answer from.There is still a book left anyway… Now the final showdown against Mesiron will begin! So… HIGH HOPES!

“You look really excited.” Tamia comments.

“D-do I?” Oh my god, why I always embarrass myself?

“You were giggling for most of it, the end saga of my grandmother’s books is incredible! It’s the reason I started writing.”

“I’m about to start the last volume! It’s so good!”

“W-wait, you read the volumes already?! You are way too fast!”

“I guess that happens when you really like something.”

“I hope my volumes do the same for you.” She smiles. “Sorry for interrupting you anyway. I—“

You hear someone knocking the door.

“O-oh no, I hope it isn’t…”

“Tamia! You have postponed this for far too long! Please open up!” that’s a man’s voice, he sounds kind of cool.

“G-Gretchen, could you do me a favor?”

“Uh?”

“Can you open the door for me?”

“Why?”

“I-I… Please do! I beg you!”

“…”

What do you do?

>Open the Door.
>”No”
>Write In.

>>1433596
>>Open the Door.
begone fell best

>>1433596
>Open the Door.
Mrs Tamia's not in just now.

>>1433596
>Open the Door

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“Okay, I’ll open, but what do I say?”

“Just tell him I’m… busy.”

“You owe another one by the way.”

“Thank you, Gretchen!”

“I hear you talking to yourself again! Please open up!”

Tamia blushes. You stand up and slightly open the door; you peek from the small gap. A good looking man in strange garments is in the other side.

“Hey pal, Tamia is busy.”

“Please call her at once; we need to go through this.”

“Busy is like, she just can’t now. Get it?”

“She’s been evading me for days now; I can’t get it done without her. Pardon me, but who am I talking to?”

“I’m Tamia’s friend.” I’m… kind of, right?

“Friend? She has a friend? So she finally did it, that’s good to hear.” He smiles “Anyway, it’s for the best of her interest.”

“Explain yourself.”

“My name is Arcimboldo and I’m the cover artist for her next volume, I need her to be my model for today.”

“Well she’s too busy for that!”

“I can’t keep postponing this! I can’t get her out of my mind! I’m in an art block and I need someone to pose for me! Please! I already got rejected today!”

“…”

>”Sorry, not my problem pal.” Close the door.
>”I can be your model if you want” Open the door.
>”Okay, she’s right there.” Let him in.
>Write In.

>>1433774
>>”I can be your model if you want” Open the door.
but clsoe the door and go some where eils to do it

>>1433774
>”Sorry, not my problem pal.”
>"She's busy writing and if she stops she'll lose all momentum."
>Close the door

>>1433774
>>”I can be your model if you want” Open the door.

>>1433914
Seconding

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“Sorry, not my problem pal. She’s busy writing and if she stops she’ll lose all momentum.”

“I understand… Please tell her to find me when she’s free.” He looks extremely disappointed.

“I-I can be your model if you want.” Why did I say that?

“I don’t want to be rude, but I have no idea what you look like and that’s a detriment.”

“Wait a sec.” You turn around. “You owe me dinner, okay?”

Tamia furiously nods in agreement. You open the door and close it behind you.

“Ta-dah?”

“Uh…” His eyes are wide open the moment he sees you.

“W-what?”

“You look so… How can I say this?... Exotic.”

“… That’s a convoluted way of calling me ugly.” My poor heart…

“No, quite contraire, it’s a convoluted way to say you’re beautiful.” You blush. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Y-yes…” No, the real answer is no.

“Then follow me… uhm…”

“Gretchen. My name is Gretchen.”

“Well Gretchen, I’m very thankful for what you’re doing but you don’t look like you want to, so I’ll ask yet again, do you really want to do this?”

>”Dude, Yes means Yes, sheesh.”
>”I rather not. I’m sorry, but I know someone who could. (Search for Nora)”
>”I rather not. It’s too embarrassing.”
>Write In.

>>1434027
>"Only if you let me get someone else."
>Get Nora to come with.

Damned if we're going down alone, and it would rude to refuse at this point.

>>1434027
>”Dude, Yes means Yes, sheesh.”
No brakes on this nude painting train.

>>1434027
>>”Dude, Yes means Yes, sheesh.”

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“Dude, Yes means yes, sheesh.”

“Sorry. Come this way.”

You start following Arcimboldo towards the Painting Section of the airship. You wonder if you should have gone for Nora to accompany you.

“S-so what do I have to?” More like why I’m doing this.

“Pose and stay still. Don’t worry; I’m used to work with amateurs.”

“I don’t know if that’s good.”

“It means I know how to deal with many types of people.”

“I guess…”

“It’s normal for you to feel unease doing this.”

“I’ve been through worse anyway.”

“Maybe you can tell me those stories while you model.” He smiles.

You arrive to the Painting Section; it’s like a big gallery showing multiple paintings and sculptures, as with Tamia, you and Arcimboldo go up a pair of stairs to a dorm area. We go towards one big door.

“Unlike the Literature section, we have 3 workrooms to work in and not our bedrooms.” He opens the door. You both get inside; this seems to be their workstation.

“This place looks amazing, are you really talented?”

“You didn’t notice, but some of the paintings you saw down there were mine.”

“That’s cool. I think.” I’m really bad at small talking…

“Thank you. Now, I don’t know how to say this, but…”

“But?”

“Your clothes.”

“Huh!?”

“They are ugly.”

“Oh… yes, they are.”

“Could you change them? We have some spare ones for models in the back.”

“I… uhm…”

“I prefer you posing naked for this, but I know that’s too much to ask.” You’re damn right about that, sir. “Unless you find a way to look appealing on those, I beg you to change, there is small dressing room over there.”

What do you do?

>Pose now. You’ll show him how beautiful you’re.
>Change clothes. If that’s more effective so be it.
>Write In.

>>1434431
>Change clothes. If that’s more effective so be it.
Did somebody say outfit montage?

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>1434431

>Pose now. You’ll show him how beautiful you’re.

>>1434456
As much fun that would be.
We are from a lost island any other outdits would be weird for us.
Should tell him to paint us like this for thr histroy books.
Also ask him wat are we poseing for?

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“I rather keep my clothes.” Even if I change clothes, I don’ t know how to pull those off correctly.

“If you insist.” He looks disappointed. “Here sit down.” He brings a chair to the middle of the room.

“What I’m posing for anyway?”

“Art for the gallery.”

“What kind of art?”

“The one that’s going to take me out of my slump.” He says with confidence.

I have the feeling he’s not going to be more specific than that.

“So what kind of pose you want me to do?”

“Anything that makes you feel comfortable, I’m trying to recreate your essence.”

“Essence?”

“Just be yourself.”

“Hmm…” I start moving a little until I find my comfort zone. “How is this?”

“It’s good.” He takes out a brush and starts sketching.

“So do you do this often?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean having someone pose for you.”

“I used to, then my muses started to look uninspiring to me.”

“That sounds bad.”

“It is bad.”

“Uh, sorry, I shouldn’t be talking right?”

“It doesn’t really matter to me, honestly.”

“If you say so.”

He seems to be really struggling drawing me. I’m pretty much sure it’s because I don’t appealing enough in this clothes. But he wants my essence, right? So this shouldn’t be a real problem. Maybe I should do something.

>Change clothes.
>Do a more “risky” pose.
>Do a more “action oriented” pose.
>Remain Silent.
>Write In.

>>1434626

>Do a more “action oriented” pose.
With a bottle of booz

>>1434626
>Do a more “action oriented” pose.
Is this how we make our own version of Jojo?

>>1434626
>Do a more “action oriented” pose.

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That’s it! I need to do an action pose! This is the type of thing artists thrive of!... Uh… how do I do that?... I know!

“Hmm? What are you doing?”

“A-an action pose?” did I fucked up?

“Hahahaha!” I fucked up.

“Don’t laugh!” What an ass!

“Pardon me, but it looked hilarious.”

“Shut up!”

“I’ll stop…”

“Good.”

“Thank you for that.”

“For what? Making you laugh?”

“I mean not only the laugh, but I can feel your kindness.”

“Hey, don’t jump into conclusions, pal.”

“I mean you could have done an inadequate attempt at helping me, but you’re really trying, even though you have no idea what you’re doing.”

“Shut up! I’m not trying!” You show him your tongue. “Weird asshole.”

“I think I finally know what your essence is.”

He starts drawing energetically, then starts painting. I guess my help did work.

“I think we’re done here, we need to wait for the paint to dry. I’ll give it some touch-ups tomorrow.”

“Dude, I don’t know if I’m going to stay for tomorrow.”

“I hope you do, but I think I could finish it regardless. Again, thank you Gretchen, you have been really helpful to me.”

“Yeah, don’t mention it.”

“I need to compensate you, it’s time for dinner, do you mind if I invite you to eat?”

>”Yeah, I don’t mind.”
>”Yeah, I don’t mind. But let’s get Tamia and my friend, Nora.”
>”It’s okay, you don’t need to do anything, I have to leave now, I’ll see you later.”
>Write In.

>>1434876
>”Yeah, I don’t mind.”
Never turn down a free meal.

>>1434876
>”Yeah, I don’t mind.”

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“Yeah, I don’t mind.” Maybe we’ll find the others.

“Excellent, give me a minute to clean this place.”

After 3 minutes we go to the culinary section of the boat. Unlike the Paiting and Literature ones, this looks like a big bar with multiples counters from different kind of foods. The place is crowded, but for some reason it doesn’t feel like that.

“Everything in this boat is so fancy.”

“You haven’t been here before?”

“It’s my first day in here, Arcimboldo.”

“But you said you were friends with Tamia.”

“We are.”

“I guess I’ll ask you more at the table, what do you want to eat?”

“You’re the one who knows the place, I’ll trust your palate for this.”

“Then I’ll treat you with one of my good friends’ food. Follow me.”

You sit in one of the tables close to one of the exotic looking restaurants, you stand out by looking… indecent. Arcimboldo doesn’t seem to mind. He’s talking with one of the waitresses.

“Gretchen.”

“W-what is it?” I was spacing out…

“Do you drink? Or do you prefer water?”

I’m so fucking thirsty… But I don’t know if I should drink alcohol now.

>”Give me water.”
>”I’ll order the same drink as you.”
>Write In.

(Last Reply of the day, we continue in a short session tomorrow, thanks for playing.)

>>1435078
>Write In.
>"Could I have some light barely alcoholic cider?"

>>1435078
>”Give me water.”

>>1435078

>”I’ll order the same drink as you.”
End up getting famsouse with your drunkness

>>1435078
>>”Give me water.”

>>1435414
Seconded

>>1435078
>>”Give me water.”

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I don’t really want to get drunk, but…

“What’s this? Why are hesitating? You know the answer.” I hear a voice in my head. It manifests as a little devil.

“Who are you?!” I ask in my mind

“I’m your better side; now ask for damn alcohol at once.”

“Don’t pay attention to her, Gretchen! Water is great for you.” Now there are two different voices. This one looks like an angel.

“What the fuck is happening?” I hope this isn’t looking awkward.

“For the loves of the gods, it’s you again…”

“Now, be a good girl just like Nora wants and drink water, you don’t want to cause a scene.”

“Nora this, Nora that, it’s always about her, isn’t it?! You know damn well you’re tired of it! She’s always been the center of attention! Everybody loves her! Even our parents love her more than us! Hell, this inner monologue is about her too!”

“Don’t listen to her, Gretchen, this is not about Nora, it’s about what’s good for you.”

“You were the one who bring up Nora in this conversation! Stop idolizing that fool! You’re equals, but you let her imposing herself onto you!”

“So you think drinking of all things is standing up for yourself? This is a vile act that only would do harm to us!”

“Small steps! This is a process! You don’t build a revolution in a day! You know damn well she’s changing you into something you are not!”

“Shut it! I’m drinking water.”

“Yes!” The angel smiles while the devil facepalms.

After taking my decision they disappear.

“Give me water; I’m not in the mood for alcohol now.”

“Very well, those will our orders then.” Arcimbold smiles.

The waitress nods and leaves.

“I hope you don’t mind eating meat.”

“I mean it’s free.”

“Haha, indeed. I have meaning to ask you…”

“Mh?”

“Why are you doing this?”

“Don’t you think it’s too late to ask?”

“I’m still curious.”

“Well…”

>”I don’t want to say.”
>”I like feeling pretty.”
>”I like helping people.”
>”I was helping Tamia.”
>Write In.

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>>”I was helping Tamia.”

>>1436954
>”I was helping Tamia.”

>>1436954
>”I was helping Tamia.”

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“I was helping Tamia.” Honestly I don’t know why I’m still wasting my time with you.

“That’s what I though. What a wonderful thing friendship is.”

“You keep talking like that, you’re one weird dude.”

“And you’re one weird gal.”

“Is that all you do? Retort back like that? That doesn’t make you witty.”

“Haha, you’re so… interesting.”

“Whatever.”

The food arrives, wow, Nora’s food is so much better than this.

“So how is it?”

“Average.”

“So you have eaten something better.”

“Every day, this is not good at all.”

“You’ll have to invite me to eat then.”

“Pffft… I don’t know if I’m going to stay in this ship for much longer anyway.”

“You keep mentioning that, but I have meaning to ask you…”

“What is it?”

“Can you keep modeling for me?”

“Before I refuse, I’m going to ask you why.”

“Ngh… I don’t think I’m going to convince you then. But, you’re so… interesting.”

“What? You like me?”

“That most definitely is not true, but you’re so… eccentric and your figure is… so peculiar.”

“I don’t get you.”

“Do you need to get me? I just want to keep painting you.”

“I already told you I’m not interested in staying.”

“You don’t need to, I’ll follow you. I need to expand my horizons anyway; this place is not great for a creative mind like mine.”

>”No, you’re weird.”
>”I refuse because I don’t know how to make you useful to me.”
>”Okay, but you have to pay me for every session.”
>Write In.

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>”No, you’re weird.”

>>1437127
>”Okay, but you have to pay me for every session.”

>>1437127
>”Okay, but you have to pay me for every session.”
Yeah, we definitely need money to fund our adventuring for now until we get the hang of it.

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“Ugh… Are you sure? Aren’t you going to lose your job?”

“I lost my passion and that’s the worst you can do to an artist, do you really think I care about my job?”

“I guess not… Okay, but you have to pay me for every session.”

“Really?! Thank you! Gretchen you’re really helpful.”

“Just don’t test your lucky, okay pal?”

We have some small talk before finishing our meal, in our way out we found Tamia.

“Gretchen! Arcimboldo! I finally found you.” Tamia looks happy. She’s wearing more discrete clothes

“Tamia, I was wondering when I was going to see you again, I really want to finish the final chapter.”

“Hey, don’t worry about the cover, I’m going to quit today.”

“Q-Quit? Why?”

“I’m pursuing my passion. And adventuring will reveal new landscapes for me.”

“Grandma is going to get mad…”

“Deal with her for me; you kind of owe that one.”

“I don’t like being in debt with everyone I know…” Tamia sounds sad. “Have you seen Nora?”

“That’s your sister, right?”

“Yes, and No, Tamia, we haven’t seen here.”

“I haven’t seen her either. She should have been here like an hour ago.” Tamia checks her clock.

“I kind of forgot… Now I’m a bit worried.”

“I already checked this section, maybe she’s still in the Showmanship section.” Tamia says.

“Should we look for her?”

…

>Yes, let’s go together the Showmanship section.
>Yes, let’s split, I’ll go to the Showmanship section, we’ll meet again here in an hour.
>No, let’s wait for her; she’s going to get here any minute now.
>Write In.

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>Yes, let’s go together the Showmanship section.

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“Let’s go together to the Showmanship section.”

And we went there. It looks like a giant theatre with 3 different stages, like multiple shows are shown at the same time. In the one in the middle there are a girl singing and a guy playing the piano.

“The shows have started.” Tamia states the obvious.

“We can’t go to the back if we’re not members of this section.” Arcimboldo says.

“What do we do then?”

“She should be around here; she’s not a member either, right?” I say.

“If she met someone, that shouldn’t matter.”

“Aren’t you the granddaughter of the owner? Why do we need a pass?”

“I-I don’t like doing that.”

“Who cares?!”

“I’m going to be polite and ask the guard if she saw your friend.” Arcimboldo approaches one of the guards. After a second, he turns around. “What does she look like anyway?”

“Move! I’ll tell him” I give him details about Nora’s appearance.

“Yes, I saw her, she’s part of one of the shows.”

“She what?”

“I think it’s the magic one.”

“I guess we will have to wait for her to perform. Thank you, sir.” Tamia moves you away from the guard.

“I don’t like magic shows.” Nobody asked you Arcimboldo.

“I guess we’re going to watch it.” Tamia concludes.

>”Okay, let’s get good seats then.”
>”Nah, I’m going back to read what’s left of my novel.”
>”Nah, I prefer going somewhere else.”
>Write In.

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>”Okay, let’s get good seats then.”

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“Okay let’s get good seats then.”

“B-but we didn’t arrive on time…”

“Guess who’s going to her status to get us good ones.”

“Uh-oh…”

After the guards kicked out some plebeians, we sit down before the magic show starts.

“I-I don’t know if that is fair.”

“Tamia, my friend, you sometimes need to stand up for yourself.”

“I see…” She seems to take it to the heart.

“I don’t think this has to do with ‘standing up for yourself’, we stole someone’s seats.” Arcimboldo replies. What does he know?

The show began, after a smokescreen the magician named ‘Pierre’ appears in front of the audience, after giving a dull introduction, he calls for her assistance…

“Is that Nora?” Tamia says.

“She’s beautiful; maybe I should ask her to be my model too.”

“Fuck that! She’s in a bunny suit! What the fuck!?” That’s so out of Nora’s character that I think it make me dizzy.

In fact, she doesn’t look like herself at all, almost like she is hypnotized. She’s not doing anything out of the ordinary for a magic show. But the sole idea of even dressing up like that should have made her say no to this whole thing immediately.

“So there is something wrong…” Arcimboldo says.

“We need to do something!” I say.

“B-but if we mess with the act, my grandma is going to kill me.”

“I mean if she’s danger I don’t mind taking this whole show down.”

“B-but what we can do?” Tamia asks. Arcimboldo and I start to scheme a plan…

Sadly, the thrilling conclusion of this part of the act is going to be postponed for the next thread of “From Pleb to Hero Quest”, I hope you guys enjoyed!

>>1437919
Thanks for the session, it was nice.
As much as I appreciated Bunny Nora, something is not quite right there....