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"That's the spirit!" Mr. Tharanel exclaimed " The chick's family, The Ashtalaeth are filthy rich; they got their teeth really deep in the meat industry in Nileth. No wonder she got herself a fancy prosthetic arm. I want you to ... mess it up somehow. Subtly of course, she has the pons to buy a dozen more. I just want to see some pure humiliation in front of my eyes."

>If things went south, you will be on my side....right?
>Any idea how? It looks kind of complicated
>I have another idea... [Suggest another method of humiliating Miss Yuragos]
>I am having second thoughts about this...
>write in

>>2750826
>Any idea how? It looks kind of complicated

>>2750858
support

>>2750858
>>2750938
"She occasionally takes her arm off during break time to cool it off or something like that, I am not sure. I have seen a couple of small screws here and there... Maybe you can unscrew a couple just for fun. Better yet, if you messed with the wires inside. I'll snag her off while you do your thing."

"Is that all?"

"Oh, almost forgot about this one," Mr. Tharanel was mentally excavating for something "She....brings an orange bottle with her on random days. My guess? Some oil or coolant for her arm. She always put it in the lounge's fridge."

>Yeah i can do that, how about tomorrow's break? are you free at that time?
>Is ____ okay for you? I can't do it on my own [Select another day]
>I'll do some research first then i'll give you a straight answer. There has to be another non direct approach.
>I have another idea... [Suggest another method of humiliating Miss Yuragos]
>write in

>>2751004
>Yeah i can do that, how about tomorrow's break? are you free at that time?

>>2751004
>Yeah i can do that, how about tomorrow's break? are you free at that time?

>>2751053
>>2751194
supporting

>>2751053
"You do your part and the recommendation is yours." There wasn't much to be said afterwards. You left his office thinking about the whole ordeal ahead of you. it better be worth it at the end.
_____

With no art class, you returned to the pods way too early. You pulled out your phone, it was 12:46 PM .You had so much free time at your disposal. Studying doesn't seem like a bad idea especially with the onslaught of future exams, Another thing to keep in mind was your financial status. Relying solely on your modelling job is quite risky. Your expenses will never stop to grow, you have to balance both sides somehow.

Oh, the twins just came out of the bus. Kolamon conveyed a bitter expression on his face or so you think; its really hard to tell what they are feeling in general. Ronk barely squeezed himself out of the bus as well. A certain suspicion is brewing inside of you..

>Heat up one or two of your meat loaves, eat it for lunch
>Call Miss Gallel, see if she is alright
>Study a certain subject [Specify]
>Try to cook something?
>Speak with one or two of the twins privately
> Have fun in Uri square
> Chill in the lounge for a bit
> Play chess by yourself or with another one for tomorrow's E.A
> Hit the gym for tomorrow's E.A
> Look for possible new jobs in yesterday's newspaper (or buy a today's newspaper)
>write in

>>2751194
>>2751196
>>2751229

Forgot two more options

>Plan what you are going to do with Miss Yuragos' arm
>Ask ___ for his/her advice in tomorrow's mischief

>>2751229
>Heat up one or two of your meat loaves, eat it for lunch
>Call Miss Gallel, see if she is alright

>>2751302
You were hungry enough to eat two of them. They didn't taste as good as the first one though. Regardless, you were more than satiated. Miss Lilim's orange juice was a fine addition to your lunch.

While you were eating, you watched the TV with others in the lounge. Some spokesman was addressing the possibility of adding non elves in the police force. It was the same usual crap said by men like him. He was so good in dodging questions, doubly so for non elven reporters . Someone changed the channel out of boredom to a documentary about pre-historic insects.

You didn't pay too much attention to it, instead, you called Miss Gallel. It kept ringing for a while until she picked up.

"Hey cutie~ checking on Mommy,aren't you? Good boy " Her voice wasn't recognizable at all.

"How are you, Miss Gallel? Terreth told us you were sick." You asked with a hint of concern.

"Mommy got a nasty flu while she was in the exhibition." She coughed hoarsely "A certain... critic didn't make it easy on me. I'll be fine. Mommy strong!" well, if she says so. She didn't say anything about cancelling the next session so that is a good thing.

>Study a certain subject [Specify]
>Try to cook something?
>Speak with one or two of the twins privately
> Have fun in Uri square
> Chill in the lounge for a bit
> Play chess by yourself or with another one for tomorrow's E.A
> Hit the gym for tomorrow's E.A
> Look for possible new jobs in yesterday's
newspaper (or buy a today's newspaper)
>Plan what you are going to do with Miss Yuragos' arm
>Ask ___ for his/her advice in tomorrow's mischief
>write in

>>2751530
>Play chess by yourself or with another one for tomorrow's E.A
I want to think up ways to get to Yurago's arm but we have some time so we can plan it out later, practicing and doing well in chess is kind of a pride point, both to impress Vlan and little brother teacher and to annoy the other elves in the EA with us.

>>2751530
> Look for possible new jobs in yesterday's

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>2751677
>>2751741
1=chess
2=job

>>2751677
>>2751741
Damn it, almost all of the jobs available are during daytime and/or require heavy commitment. Two however caught your eye:

' Wanted: Male room receptionists for Dr. Harvwell dental clinic for 2 weeks. Saturdays to Wednesdays 6-9 PM for 700 Pons. Price is not negotiable. Call #@$$@#@$@$@% for more information'

'Caretaker (thats a babysitter but for old peeps) wanted! Good looking human (Male or female doesnt really matter), no scary tattoos or anything creepy looking in your face (sorry!). Must be really good with cranky old granddads obviously. 7 PM to 1 AM Starting from Tuesday till next Monday. Please just call #^#$#%&&%, pons are not an issue. '

>call the receptionist number
>call the caretaker number?
>Study a certain subject [Specify]
>Try to cook something?
>Speak with one or two of the twins privately
> Have fun in Uri square
> Chill in the lounge for a bit
> Play chess by yourself or with another one for tomorrow's E.A
> Hit the gym for tomorrow's E.A
> Look for possible new jobs in yesterday's newspaper (or buy a today's newspaper)
>Plan what you are going to do with Miss Yuragos' arm
>Ask ___ for his/her advice in tomorrow's mischief
>write in

>>2751865
>call the receptionist number
As curious as the caretaker job makes me, staying up till 1 probably won't work out too well for us. Plus it sounds a little too weird

>>2751865
>Plan what you are going to do with Miss Yuragos' arm
Tweak some screws, replace any oil with slightly watered down syrup?

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>2751912
>>2752025
1=call
2=plan
we are stopping here for now, thank you for playing!

late post, but I have some thoughts I thought I would share
>>2752025
Good thing breaking things is easier than making them. If there's wires, we just take scissors, hide them in our uniform, and snip the wires. The oil replacement idea is good too. Messing with screws is harder because not only do you need a screwdriver, but the right screwdriver. Yuruagos might have a proprietary screw. The rest of the plan is pretty well laid out for us, we just gotta be quick and bring rubber gloves for fingerprints.
>>2751912
Do this asap. Won't interfere with gallel's fridays. Also we don't wanna spend too much money before the end so
>pay rent now/check finances

>>2751912
>>2752025
>>2752093
First things first, you called the receptionist number. It went on a for bit but a man answered your call "Who's this? Ssssssh!"

Was that ... a moan in the background? " Should i call later or something? I am calling for the ad in the daily Nileth."

"Nah, nah...we're just about done here." Dr. Harvwell? muffled the phone for a couple of seconds while talking to someone else "I am with you. So, you are interested in this job, huh? How old are you?"

" 17 " you heard a long sigh from the other side " As long as you are good with handling customers, numbers and have a pretty face, i don't care if you are a minor or not. What is your social status?"

"0-F"

"Of course." The dentist was getting frustrated with you. "I hate going to that Uriel ...blragh. Do you know Sanctus? "

"S-what?"

"A cafe, has a good spot for kids and failed adults playing those tabletop games. Take the first left after leaving the second subway exit then take another right, its the fifth building. can't miss the two armoured statues at the entrance. Meet there in an hour. " He ended the call before you had the chance to ask him what does he look like. Damn. He will probably stick out the most in this cafe.

Now it was the time to think about your devious plan. Obviously, you must have the right set of tools. The question is : what to choose?

Mr Tharanel mentioned screws, so some screwdrivers are needed. Miss Lilim had a lot of them in different shapes and sizes, you know that after helping her to install the kitchen. The smallest ones are best suited for the job, however, you don't know exactly what type of screw is waiting for you. Furthermore, you only have precious minutes.

The prosthetic arm can't be all mechanical, right? Something had to translate the signals sent from her nerve endings to her metal fingers. What if .... you had some magnet? A powerful one can wipe out hard drives on computers. It is the same concept , right? The real question is: Where to get such a thing?

As for the oil, You can't 100% rely on it since Mr. Tharanel said that she randomly brings it with her. There is almost the matter of colour, you had no idea whether it was transparent or not. The last possible obstacle for that route is its location; it is in the teacher's lounge. So many eyes around.

>Ask/Call ____ for their advice in the matter
> Gather certain tools for tomorrow [specify]
>Go to the nearest convenience store, buy ___

and

>Ignore the meeting with the dentist [ Choose another action to do from the ones in the last post]
>Head to Sanctus after wrapping up the essentials for your plan

>>2753677
>Meet me there

>>2751004
>Better yet, if you messed with the wires inside
>>2753677
>gather certain tools for tomorrow
Needlenose pliers, wire cutters/scissors seem like the most reliable plan. Also if we can find a screwdriver with multiple heads in one of the drawers.
>Head to Sanctus after wrapping up the essentials for your plan

>>2756037
You looked around some drawers here and there. Eventually, you got everything you needed. Time to go to Sanctus
.
.
.

Where is it again? There are a lot of exits in Uri square. You had no choice but to ask others about it.
______

It turns out this Cafe is at the very edge of the square. You haven't been in this area before. The buildings there looked awfully old. Two were under renovations, another one was to be demolished entirely.

You were no architect but there was something different about these buildings ; despite their current state, they were once a sight to admire thanks to all these columns and statues. Come to think of it, they feel similar to some of the building you came across while in Miss Gallel's car.

You stood in front of the statues, the dyad formed this strange archway with their swords clashing right at the entrance. Isn't this a bit dangerous? they didn't look like cheap props to you.

Oh wow, they were really into this fantasy theme. You saw wenches in flashy costumes serving happy customers while a trio of bards were setting the tone with ye old music.

Sanctus was way larger that you had thought. It had two partitions. the first half was for non geeky folks who just want to enjoy a hot drink while listening to some fine tunes, the other half was dominated by groups of tabletop enthusiasts. Not your concern right now.

Your eyes scoured the single tables searching for the dentist. "Dr. Harvwell?" You hoped this is the right one.

"Oh my..." The elf was slightly stunned "Your...voice gave me the wrong expression." he blinked twice, mouth agape "Sit, sit.'

Dr. Harvwell wore a business suit with a black tie and a stylish red tinted glasses.. You wouldn't call him fat per say, he was slightly overweight. Nah, nah, the right term here is bulky. He was 100% bald though. From your experience, elves took pride in their hair. A bald elf would either wear a wig or pay a hefty sum for a hair implant. This one didn't care a slightest.

"How old are you again? What's your name?" He neatly put his glasses in the suit's pocket.

"17, Jeremiah Sol."

"Right, right. Which academy you are in? Erebus, Athenus or Hermus ?"

"Erebus. first year." You replied.

His rigid face loosened a bit "Ah, good one. I used to d-nevermind. Let's talk buisness. My former receptionist broke his... leg. I want a good substitute. You got the looks, thats for sure. But that's not all, you have to take calls, manage appointments and so on. The only thing i hate more than orcs are messy schedules. You think you are up for it?"

"Yeah, I can take it."

The dentist smirked "That's what i like to hear. I want you to come early to my clinic tomorrow at 5 PM. So you ca-" the man paused for a second squinting his eyes at you "Is your parents okay with this?"

>100 percent
>I...don't have any.
>Right, I'll call my guardian [Call Miss Lilim]
>You can speak to mom if you want to [Call Miss Lilim]
>write in

>>2757078
>Just a receptionist, right? You can speak to my guardian if you want. [Call Miss Lilim]

>>2757170
Support

>>2757170
>>2757312
You called Miss Lilim and gave Dr. Harvwell your phone afterwards. At first, the dentist was casually talking to your guardian. He became more serious as the call went on. The man did not saying anything really infuriating or offensive. His words didn't warrant such a vigorous reaction from Miss Lilim.

"Yikes. She hates my gut. " He put his glasses on " Sorry kid, Your guardian is absolutely against our little arrangement. Vileh e Kestral i guess." Dr. Harvwell was about to leave.

>Wait! She doesn't need to know. I really want this job
>Sorry for bringing you up here for nothing
>[Don't say anything]
>write in

>>2758569
>Sorry for bringing you up here for nothing
We can always wash dishes for the orc lady

>>2758611
"Eh, plenty of cute fish to catch." He shrugged it off "You can have my drink, i already paid for it." just like that he was gone.

You turned to your right only to find a steaming cup of coco on the table, served by a rather voluptuous elf "Aw, he left already? He tips so good." She complained to no one before serving another customer.

The coco was surprisingly thick. It has to be something with the milk. It wasn't cow's milk that's for sure. Strange, you can taste some hidden bitterness in the mix which contributed to a lovely aftertaste.

While you were enjoying your drink, you did notice a couple of students from your academy. This has to be the official hangout for the ones in the tabletop club.

Well, no use sitting here. Time to g-

"Hello, Alexander." Oh no, it is him. Big Bishop , accompanied by three burly orcs with glasses. Next to him was a young dryad, roughly close to your age. Her skin was mostly devoid of bark. The bark manifested itself as small protruding strands across her skin.

Dryads in general are one of the most morphologically different species so this was not a surprise to you. She didn't have any hair aside from eyebrows. A halo of small branches crowned her head, each housed a beautiful blossom of different shape and colour. Her eyes were bright and yellow contrasting with petite pink lips. She wore plain black and white outfit.

You didn't know exactly what to say at the moment "Surprised to see me? I carve a special place in my heart for my childhood pastime. What a better place to vanish evil and hoard loot other than Sanctus, Isn't that right, sweetie?"

"..." A silent squirm vibrated from her sealed lips. She solely focused her attention on the ground outright refusing to look at anyone else.

One of orc whispered something to the king of Aliblaster. He shifted his attention to you " Why don't you join us for this session. As a one off Character? My sweetie is about to face quite a menace by herself. She can use a hand."

"...!" The dryad was about to say something but she chose silence once more.

>I was about to leave, actually
>Sound cools, let's do it
>I... don't know how to play.
>If she is okay with it
>write in

>>2758817
>Sound cools, let's do it
Not gonna refuse an invitation from a mob boss, that ends badly

>>2758817
>Sound cools, let's do it

>>2758830
"My system is great, you'll love it." You followed him to a private room in the second partition away from the public tables. It had everything in it; figurines, character sheets, maps, die and so on. They were stored in a glass cupboard. In the center of the room was a round table with 5 chairs. One was more ornamented than the others, probably for the the Session Master? Master hand? The term was almost at the tip of your tongue.

Two of the orcs sat down, the third remained outside. The dryad sat away from everyone else while you were sandwiched between the two orcs.

"Where is it?" The king of Aliblaster was skimming through some sheets and books "Ah, there it is, take a quick read while i set the pieces."

This brief introduction was handwritten quite well, it provided great insight into the world he was building. Whether he wrote it himself/ hired someone else to do it was unknown to you. You did your best to catch up with the most basic of mechanics. Easy to learn, difficult to master kind of thing.

__________

Two hours has passed already without you noticing, You were greatly immersed in this fictional world. Bishop was actually quite a good Session Master (you were too embarrassed to ask for the factual term).

You were playing as a fractured spirit, temporary bound to the dryad's main character: Siel. A male barbarian searching for a way to kill his past. It felt weird with her role-playing as a male and you doing the exact opposite. You still haven't heard a single word of her. She was visibly uncomfortable and yet she carried the whole game so far.

Currently, you two were in your average dungeon filled with curious traps. You as a immaterial being, did you part in disarming most of the out-of-reach ones.

" A fearsome lich in white robes and devilish horns stands before you. He sits confidently in his throne of bones. You two are.... unworthy of his attention." Bishop announced dramatically. This must be the boss of the dungeon "He snaps his fleshless fingers to summon his lowest of minions, An overgrown filthy decomposing rat, Jerr of Miah , the Liar. "

"Your turn, Alexander "

>I-i am not feeling too good. I must leave
>I fuse my essence into Siel Greataxe. This will better our chances against this boss [roll d20]
>I use scream of anguish against the rat [roll 2d0]
>I attempt to possess the rat [roll 1d100]
>write in

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>2759035
>>I attempt to possess the rat

>>2759035
I fear he will decide here what happens to us because we lied to him regarding our name. We need to play this very smart to make sure he is entertained.

>>2759035
>>2759119

>This poor excuse of a monster is no worth dealing with. I advice my companion to look menacing while I cast aura of fear on him. That should dealt with him

>>2759063
My guess is that posession means some kind of extortion. Let´s try to steer him to just intimidating us.

>>2759131
the second "him" means the rat

Should I roll?

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>2759063
>>2759131
1=possess
2=poor

>>2759136
just a second

Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>2759131
Anyway, rolling. Have to go to sleep.

Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>2759035
Big money

>>2759136
>>2759142
>>2759063
You got a nat 20, twice You, managing to possess such a minuscule beast amused the ancient Lich.

You had now a new set of skills, the drawback was of course losing your ethereal form in the process at least temporary. The Lich snapped his finger again, from his very throne, A ruthless horde of skeletons heeded the call of its master. They began their ceaseless assault. Luckily, Their were as strong as a paper mache.

The Lich was getting annoyed of this nuisance, he kept sending stronger waves to whittle you down. When his pile of bones were growing thin, he revealed a giant vile bone serpent beneath his throne.

It was almost an impossible fight for the barbarian but eventually, his last pet was defeated.

Bishop rolled the dice thrice before continuing " The Lich, spent and exhausted , had one last trick up his sleeve. He casts soul shackles on Siel only to offer the fleeting spirit a permanent corporal form. "

The dryad, who was undoubtedly invested in her character, rolled to break free of this hex. Luck was not on her side in this roll; snake eyes.

"The Lich laughs at Siel's pitiful attempt, he redirects his hollow orbs towards the possessed rat waiting for an answer"

According to the rules, you had a turn or two before your whole essence would disintegrate into the void.

>Accept the Lich's offer, Possess Siel the barbarian.
>Refuse his offer, Shatter the shackles with your essence
>Abandon the rat's body, attempt to possess the lich himself [roll d500]
>write in

>>2759201
>Refuse his offer, Shatter the shackles with your essence

>>2759201
>>Abandon the rat's body, attempt to possess the lich himself

Rolled 198 (1d500)

>>2759219
Shit forget to roll

Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>2759201
>Cast scream of anguish on the lich. He won´t be able to maintain the spell if we disturb him enough.

>>2759201
Changing vote to this >>2759223
This actually sounds a lot better then what I chose

>>2759233
>>2759223
>>2759219
You bellowed a bone shattering scream, it was more than enough for the lich to lose his focus. Siel took this golden chance to break free, his great axe primed at the Lich's crackling head.

The Lich was struck by a mighty force, his ancient bones scattered all over the ruins. This wasn't the end for the Lich. His Phylactery is warding him from true demise. For now, The barbarian stands victorious. His prize was an ancient scroll hidden among the Lich;s artifacts. It will bring him closer to his goal.

As for you, your spirit is undone. Without a mighty vessel, it ceases to exist in this grim world. A fate of nothingness awaits you. The dryad was visibly sweating, whatever the scroll is, it must be of importance to her.

"Well? How was the session?" Bishop asked you, he was in a good mood.

>It was tense
>I am ready for round two
>unfair dungeon boss. Just compare his level to Siel's!
>You focus too much on combat, some flavor text is much need
>You are a great.... master of.... game session?
> [ Subtly/ un-subtly comment about Jerr of Miah, the liar]
> write in

>>2759278
>It was tense
>You are a great.... master of.... game session?
>How'd I do for my first time?
>Also, sorry about the other day, you ever accidentally walk into a situation you weren't expecting and panic? Because I did.

>>2759308
This but change
>[unsubtly comment] Also, sorry about the other day, you ever accidentally walk into a situation you weren't expecting and panic? Because I did
to
>[subtly comment] You ever accidentally walk into a situation you weren't expecting and panic? Because I did

Also shouldn't we be rolling after voting so people don't choose based on best roll?

>>2759278
I'll support both >>2759308 >>2759330

>>2759308
>>2759330
>>2759359
"I try my best." He didn't correct you. The two orcs quietly left the room soon afterwards.

"Did you have fun sweetie?" Asked Bishop while putting the figurines inside the cupboard.

"..." With the rush of victory gone, the dryad was growing more uncomfortable with you around. Bishop rested his large hand on her shoulder. She instinctively shrank upon herself in a defensive manner. He wasn't thrilled about it "Sweetie, we talked about this..." he paused for a moment addressing you instead "Alexander, which academy are you from?"

>Erebus
>Athenus
>Hermus
>I...am not really from here
>write in

>>2759391
>Erebus

>>2759391
>>Erebus

He's gonna try and find us. Can't kill us here or it will upset the dryad.

>>2759396
>>2759402
"I graduated from there, Is Tharanel still slapping everyone with his stick?"

You nodded "Great times. Well, you can go now. Thanks for sticking around."
___________

You returned back to the pods when it was about 6 PM, Miss Lilim was waiting for you in the garden. She was clearly angry.

"Jeremiah, please sit down."

You sat next to her choosing to listen to whatever she was about to say " You must be more careful in the future about this kind of 'jobs'. This 'dentist' has his clinic all the way in the worst parts of Weskiel districts. He would have forced to get you a temporary pass to go to him alone ."

"I didn't have the chance to ask ab-"

"I don't trust him. Not a bit. I won't leave you in his hands. Don't you realize some shady people use job ads as baits to their victims? "

>I don't know, he looked fine to me
>No offense, but i got to earn my pons here. As long as it is legal. I don't care where it came from
>Next time, i won't ask for your 'permission'. I am nearly an adult
>Miss Lilim, you are over complicating things
>I'll be more careful in the future. Promise
>write in

>>2759428
One person we can call if we need help, found this in a previous thread:
Your phone rang, a strange number was calling you. "Hello?"

"Are you Jeremiah Sol, a human minor residing in Lilim's pods?"

"Yeah," you answered "Who's this?"

"Mareketh, from the department of social services. I am obliged to ask you about your well being once a month. Is there anyone harassing you?" The elf sounded totally forced. He didn't want to do this at all.

"All's fine." You confirmed "Good, Call this number when you are in real trouble. We are not fond of pranks or any useless calls."

>>2759461
>Weskiel district

>>2759461
>Well, since you put it like that, and I suppose it is kind of shady, yeah. Still, as long as it's legal I need to earn pon somehow...
>That said, I understand why you'd be skeptical of that guy looking back.

>>2759461
>>No offense, but i got to earn my pons here. I don't care where it came from. This is hardly the sketchist job I've ever done or applied to. You're right though that I need to be more careful. Thanks for being concerned for me though Miss Lilim.

>>2759494
>>2759507
"There are plenty of jobs out there for a young man like you. The closer they are to Uri square, the better. You have no idea how much i...keep worrying about you and others. I just want you to be safe. " Her tone softened a bit. It must be stressful for her to keep tabs on everyone equally. You can understand her concern.

You promised her to be more careful. Slightly relieved, she left you to attend to other matters. Once she was gone, a slight discomfort erupted in your stomach. You...haven't took a dump in a while. Must be some serious constipation. Damn.


>call the caretaker number?
>Study a certain subject [Specify]
>Try to cook something?
>Speak with one or two of the twins privately
> Chill in the lounge for a bit
> Play chess by yourself or with another one for tomorrow's E.A
>Ask ___ for his/her advice in tomorrow's mischief
>write in

>>2759541
> Play chess by yourself or with another one for tomorrow's E.A
>The Twins
Ask both.
Remember to buy non orc food to offset this lack of fiber.

>>2759541
>>Work out in our room

>>2759551
it is a small pod though

>>2759551
the best we can do right now is wall press/ push ups in open space like the garden.

>>2759556
>>2759559
In the gardens then. Both push ups and squats.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>2759551
>>2759548
1=chess
2=workout

>>2759548
>>2759564
You got some E.M.A tomorrow. It wouldn't hurt to work out a bit. The gym is the optimal choice but it is too late now. The garden would do.

You took it slow and steady. While you were doing push ups, an elf approached you. he was clearly taking care of his body "We doin' this?"

For no reason, he took off his shirt positioning himself next to you "Work harder, not smarter! Uh huh, Uh huh! "

He was like a roaring engine, never stopping for a single break during his push ups "I can bench press 3 pixies, come on!"

You felt a burning fire raging inside your body urging you to keep up with his monstrous pace. At the end, you were dead exhausted while he kept going.

He helped you to get on your feet. The elf shared some of his rather unorthodox tips with you in the bathroom after you took a shower. You dived into your pod afterwards for a deep sleep.

stopping here for now. Thank you for playing!

>>2759588
Thanks for running

Gud quest QM. It is painful so little people play it.

I wonder, could you put up a kind of reminder at the beginnin of the thread of all the exams, appointments and promises we have to attend to, to keep track of them?

Also, at the start of each day, you could put up the date, bolded, to know how much time we got until rent is due and so.

Monday, 26th of January, Light drizzle
( 9 days until rent is due)
_______

Brrrr, it is getting cold real fast. The allure of your warm bed was captivating. Not today, bed.

Almost everyone was flocking for a hot cup of tea/ coco/ coffee. No one had the energy for your typical morning chat.

Well, except for Cassandra.

"Come on! Get Snowy-er already! I wanna build a snowman!" She primed her half scornful fist at the grey skies.

"You are gonna catch cold going out like that." She barely wore anything warm.

"Cold? Whatstthat? I *never* get those. Only tummy aches..." said Cassandra before immediately sneezing a second later.

You gave her a napkin. It was outstanding how little self aware she was "That doesn't count, okay? heeey, wait a sec...."

She examined the used napkin, her face brightened more than usual "Ooooooh, You sly you! Going to Sanctus behind my back...you're searching for Valkayr's treasure, Like me!"

Oh yeah, you brought them napkins from the Cafe. It came with that thick hot coco. "Why didn't you tell me?!"

>I thought i was the only geek around here [lie]
>It's mine
>I...am not into these kind of games [Explain to her what happened + with/without Bishop]
>It was a one time thing. Basically, I was forced to play. I don't care about it at all
>Yep, I am working my brains on this....clue? [Lie]
>write in

>>2761006
>>I went there to talk to someone about a job, ended up playing with someone I knew.

>>2761019
Also we should pay the rent.

>>2761006
>>2761019
This plz

>>2761025
>>2761019
This

>>2761019
>>2761040
[red[ "Awwww." [/red] She sighed. "Welp, at least i got me a chess buddy who never got to beat me! hheheheh-" Another sneeze stopped her sinister laugh. Yep, she is definitely going to catch some cold at this rate.

Well, you got the pons already. Might as well pay the rent. You looked around for miss Lilim, She stood next to that Sudoku girl. Both were in black. Miss Lilim was trying to soothe the girl as much as she could. Damn, she must have lost someone special to her.

You approached the dyad saying your condolences to the girl. It was her friend who died. You didn't press for more details out of respect. Silently, you gave Miss Lilim the pons.

What a horrible way to start your day.

>Bring/dont bring a meat loaf with you [currently 6 in the fridge]
>Take the subway/bus

>>2761065
>>Bring a meat loaf with you
>>Take the bus

>>2761073
+1
Gotta pack lunch

>>2761065
>>Take the subway/bus
Just go, who needs food anyway

>>2761073
>>2761088
>>2761091

You took one meat loaf with you in a small plastic box. As a kid, you used to have this shiny red lunchbox. Lots of stupid kids bullied you for it because it had a 'girly' hippo on it.

Moving on, you took the first bus with Ronk who brought an umbrella with him just in case.

"Serves him right!"

"Disgusting."

"He isn't even funny"

The bus was rife with hateful comments about a certain human comedian. Luxor Divan , has met a severe backlash after joking 'too far' about elves and the current politics in Nileth. The ironic thing was - according to an old orc lady - that he used to joke all the time about non elves in a playful manner hence his relative popularity. He is to issue a public apologize later this evening.

_____

Mr. Tharanel was in a extremely good mood today. No one (but you) knew why. It was one of the few instances when he didn't BLAM anyone. You learned a couple of new words today. It was a good class.

"Hey, hey." Yvaal caught up with you "Got any delicious stories to share?"

>Ehhh, not really
>Well.... i think we might have some drug awareness lecture in this week
>Hi to you, too
>Oh boy, i got a bombshell for you [Tell her about Mr. Tharanel's plan]
>write in

>>2761108
>>Hi to you, too
>>Not really

>>2761108
>public apology

>>2761115
This

>>2761108
>Hi to you, too

>>2761115
>>2761136
>>2761138

"It's like nothing is happening at all this week. I'll find something to outshine this bitch " determination was burning in her eyes, "Why the long face? I won't drag you again in my shenanigans."

"Uh huh." You are not falling for it again especially with your current, non existent financial status. She quickly hopped onto another student seeking more potential stories.

You don't want to be late for your real first chess class. In fact, you were first the reach the chess room.

Mr. Muelden was... playing something on his handheld console. It involved at lot of musket fire and sword clashing, whatever it was.

"We're up? Lemme just pause aaaand..." He put his console back on an empty chess table.

"Eeey, give me a five." The Kendyal raised his hand for a high five. Others had arrived by now. Some were staring at you both with disdain.

>[high five your teacher]
>[leave him hanging, sit down]
>write in

>>2761167
>>[high five your teacher]

>>2761167
>>[high five your teacher]
I mean why not?

>>2761188
>>2761192
+1

>>2761167
>[high five your teacher]
Can't leave little bro hanging

>>2761188
>>2761192
"My man." You didn't care about those behind you. Vlan didn't show any reaction to the high five. He simply sat down waiting for the new lesson.

Mr. Muelden rubbed his hands together in anticipation "Alright, who is up for some sweet, sweet moves?" Few shared his excitement, they probably think that he is 'immature' or something silly like that. Not Monamon though, she was eager for more just like you.

" High Dam . Extremely defensive tactic, you'll be doing a lot of switching with your rooks and king while maintaining a solid wall of pawn..." Your teacher dissected this new tactic, showing its strengths and weaknesses in the next hour or so.

Maybe you should be writing some notes like others around you. Hmmm, maybe next time. The red haired elf took a five minute break before returning back to the class "We are technically done for today but i heavily encourage you to play against each other. The true art of chess lies in understanding the mentality of your opponent. Sooo, give it a try! "

"You, human, you are playing with me... Round Robin style " One of the elves sprung at you once the teacher was done. He had short black hair and a sharp jaw, something wasn't right about his right ear; it was asymmetric compared to the left one. While he didn't look on par with Vlan. He definitely was wealthier than you.

You had this feeling that he was more experienced than you . He is doing it to show off to his other snobby friends.

>[Briefly look at Vlan, Signalling him to help you]
>Sorry bud, but i am already taken [Go and play with Vlan or Monamon]
>Let's do it
>I will wipe out your queen with my lowest of pawns
>No, no. No Robin. We do it the regular way
>I am not wasting my time on you, elf
>Nope, not interested. [Leave the chess room]
>write in

>>2761258
>Let's do it

>>2761258
>>Let's do it

>>2761258
>Let's do it
I want to make is so that when we play, it's all about the fun. Good game win or lose, so that the snobs are all pissed at how nonchalant MC is just enjoying the game and improving.

>>2761268
>>2761305
You are not backing away out of it. Of course he went for the white piece first. Not that it would matter in Round Robin.

Oh the smirk on his face, he is so certain of his victory. If only you could show him...

The first opening is always important. The few first moves will dictate what tactic he is playing.

>roll 1d100 to identify his tactic. Note that if his tactic is unknown to you, It will be labelled as either offensive or defensive tactics.

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>2761320

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>2761341
His pawns are steadily inching towards your half. Wait....is that Glorious March ?

It totally is. Sadly you don't know any proper counters to it. You should have asked Cassandra about it.

>Choose an offensive tactic [ Glorious March, Rogue Mort]
>Choose a defensive tactic [Lamenting Mother, High Dam]

and

>roll 1d100, a penalty will be adding due to the opponent's experience [Further bonus/penalty can be added according to the tactic used]

>>2761364
>will be added

Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>2761364
>Choose a defensive tactic [Lamenting Mother, High Dam]

>>2761392
you get to choose one tactic, anon

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>2761392
>high dam

Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>2761364
>high dam

Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>2761364
>>High Dam

>>2761423
>>2761396
>>2761392

Jeremiah used High Dam

Elven Player used Glorious March

You did your best but he was unfortunately too good in baiting your pieces despite your defensive stance. Still, High Dam did have some potential against Glorious March. Not exactly a counter but close enough.

"As Expected, I am Hirthal by the way. Thank you for proving my point." That snobby smile, so infuriating.

" Oh please, You kept fumbling your pieces around. You have no right to be all haughty about it. " Vlan must have saw dozens of misplays from both sides. His tongue couldn't hold it anymore.

Your friend didn't wait for an invitation, he sat in your place and rearranged the pieces. Hirthal accepted this challenge....

....aaaand he got his butt kicked at the end.

With three queens, Vlan was basically toying with the poor single king piece "Checkmate."

"Whoa guys, easy with the tension." The teacher was silently watching this whole time "We are not playing Lokk here, chill."

"I am sorry, sir." Vlan needlessly apologized, the other guy didn't say anything. Instead, he left the room defeated and humiliated.

There was some time before break time (and ultimately your devilish plan). Monamon had finished a match with another elven girl. Unlike most here, she was quite friendly with her. Both were chatting after their match.


>Say something to Vlan
>Say something to your teacher
>Leave the chess room, bring your set of concealed tools and head for Mr. Tharanel's office
>write in

stopping here for now, thank you for playing!

>>2761468
>>Say something to Vlan
>Can you teach me some counters
>>2761469
Thanks for running

>>2761468
>thank vlan, maybe plan some time to hangout
>Leave the chess room, bring your set of concealed tools and head for Mr. Tharanel's office
I want to stay and hang out but the sooner we do this the better

>>2761468
Changing vote to this>>2761510

>>2761482
>>2761510
He gave you a gentle smile "Oh to be sure, My cousin will spare a bit of time for a fencing match with me this week. I would love to have you watching."

"Cool, see you around." you felt obliged to go with him on that one. After all, you kind of bailed out on him in both the first fencing match and the reenactment.

You had to leave real quick. After getting your tools, you went for Mr. Tharanel's office. He was waiting for at the door tapping his foot impatiently " What took you so long?"

"Sorry sir."

He dismissed your apology with a low grunt " Plan is simple: wait next to her office while i bait her out of it, go in and do your thing then slip out. Try not to make a fuzz out of it."

You nodded, following him closely. Miss Yuragos' office was at the end of the corridor. It felt strange walking around with your backpack like that but it was the best way to conceal your tools, otherwise they would jingle jangle in your pockets.

You waited outside for a couple of seconds before Miss Yuragos waltzed out of her office, armless and visibly perturbed, with Mr. Tharanel on her tail, he gave you a quick wink before catching up with her.

Time to sneak in.

Miss Yuragos' office felt like a prison cell; little furniture and decorations. She had such a bleak taste apparently. Her prosthetic arm was on her office desk. Jackpot.

You better use what little time you had wisely.

>Examine her office, Maybe you will find something interesting [d100]
>Examine the arm before doing anything [d100]
>Quickly search for any nails in the arm's exterior [d100]
>Leave Miss Yuragos' office
>write in

Rolled 95 (1d100)

>>2769124
>>Examine the arm before doing anything

>>2769249
The first thing to notice was this futuristic logo from the manufacturer, Magahab Tech. . You swore you had heard this name before. The air around the arm was shimmering and slightly warm. A quiet hiss seeped through tiny holes all over the arm.

The arm looked quite complex from up close, you spotted four possible entries. First one was this well hidden small screen which was showing the current status of the cooldown as well as some nifty things. You could pluck the covering lid to expose wires and what not around the screen itself. If you chose to tamper here, you will probably mess with the display. Not a bad idea.

The second entry was a rectangular lid at the shoulder end of the arm. It had some teeny tiny instructions engraved on it. This is where it's intended to be opened you think. Maybe the good stuff is there? It looks of secured enough.

Your third point of entry was right at the wrist, it had ridiculously small nails. You had a hunch it would interfere more with its motor skills. As for the last one, it was at the connecting end where these weird black strands are. It was the most straightforward of them all.

Of course, you could just ignore all of these and pour something into all of these tiny exhausts. You had some water with you (so you can eat the meat loaf without choking ). It is the fastest thing to do right now.

>Open the screen's lid, possibly sabotage the arm's display [d100]
>Open the wrist's lid, possibly sabotage the arm's minor or major motor skill [d150]
>Open the main lid, possibly sabotage minor/major systems in the arm [d300]
>Open the strand's lid, possibly sabotage ??? [d50]
>pour some water on the exhaust hole, leave
>leave without touching anything
>write in

Rolled 44 (1d50)

>>2769332
>Open the wrist's lid, possibly sabotage the arm's minor or major motor skill [d150]

>>2769354
wrong roll. also i would wait for other anons to vote before rolling on this one

Rolled 2 (1d150)

>>2769332
>>Open the wrist's lid, possibly sabotage the arm's minor or major motor skill [d150]

>>2769439
>>2769354
two more rolls

Rolled 133 (1d150)

>>2769441

>>2769593
>>2769354
>>2769439
Luckily, you had the right tool for the job. You opened the lid with certain ease, there were all sorts of wires, circuit boards and other components unknown to you.

Time is not by your side. whatever what you are going to do. You better do it fast.

>Cut some wires here and there
>Unloose a couple of screws inside
>Damage the components haphazardly with your tool
>Plug out a couple of wires, insert them again in wrong slots
>Pour some of your water inside
>Do nothing, close it and leave
>write in

Choose one or more

>>2769639
>Plug out a couple of wires, insert them again in wrong slots

>>2769885
This

>>2769639
>>Plug out a couple of wires, insert them again in wrong slots

>>2769885
Yeah, best not to make her suspicious by outright cutting them off. You switched some wires delicately making sure not to leave a single damning evidence of your tampering before slipping outside, unseen and unheard.

After keeping a safe distance, you watched Miss Yuragos trotting back to her office while teeming with pure anger. Moments later, a shriek of frustration and rage stemmed out of her office thanks to your undoing.

A couple of crashes and thuds had alerted nearby prefects/other teachers. Other students were also to follow just see what was going on.

Miss Yuragos once again exited her office. She had broken the glass on her desk plus what little decoration she had. Her arm had a mind on its own, waving, swirling...generally unpredictable.

And dangerous.

One couldn't simply approach a hunk of metal like that without risking a good slap. However, some were willing to take the risk to help her. When the masses grew around her, she let out a roaring wail "STOP LOOKING AT ME YOU FILTH- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGHHHHHH!!!!!!"

Miss Yuragos surmounted the pain by forcibly trapping her flailing arm in a door and plucking it out with great rage. You swore you heard something pop in the process, The connecting strands were all bloody as Your poetry teacher had collapsed on the floor, slowly wheezing in pain "Don't...look. don't look..."

Miss Feryiah had just arrived with an emergency kit. She dropped next to Miss Yuragos immediately applying some proper aid "Sssssh, easy, easy..."

Several had already called an ambulance while perfect were trying to disperse the ever growing masses for some breathing air. That went south really, really fast.

Mr. Tharanel on the other hand was sulking in the back, barely able to mask his glee. He signaled you to follow him in his office.

" Damn, what a good show. She deserved every ounce of it. You have done more than i expected. I would give you two recommendations for that but rules is rules..." He pulled out the recommendation paper to sign it for you.

>Thank you sir [take the recommendation]
>I... can't take it, Mr. Tharanel. I am sorry [Leave]

>>2769992
>While prefects were

>>2769992
>rules are rules

>>2769992
>Take the recommendation

>>2770087
"Don't lose it." He handled it to you. You left his office with a sense of uncertainty lingering in your mind.
________

Thanks to the fuss created by you, The E.M.A class had started half an hour later. Furthermore, there were some extra delay as everyone were trying on their new uniforms. Yours was slightly tight but okay otherwise.

Well that is weird, why is the principal and his secretary are here? Furthermore, who is that young elf they are talking to?

"Say hello to Miss Lyrsuno, a lovely government inspector who has little trust Erebus academy." Miss Zarxell rather sarcastically.

"Inspector? what for?" Ronk Whispered to your side, visibly confused like most around here. The inspector fell silent, keenly focusing on your teachers.

Your orc teacher clapped thrice to kill any small chatter "Elven Martial arts is not about winning some prizes or having something to brag about. Its most important goal is to teach you self defense . There might come time where E.M.A can save you from horrible people out there."

"See this?" He pointed at a long scar down his neck "I got it when i was a fatass kid. An easy target for muggers to prey on. My life changed forever when i got into E.M.A."

"So girls, and boys to a lesser extent," The elf continued on his behalf " You guys need to eliminate the idea of gender when facing an opponent. We'll start with these first." She pointed towards a set of training dummies, half were males while the others were female " Hit'em and don't hold back. It helps me and my husband to see what you got."

You were assigned to a female training dummy. The amount of details put on this thing was incredible. It almost felt like... nah, that's a long shot.

It didn't feel right hitting a girl though. The same hesitation plagued several male students unlike the girls who were ready for some bashing, Shiwe included.

Miss Zarxell barked at the boys "That is bitch is out of for your life! She is going to beat you the fuck up and go for your mom. What are you waiting for?! kick the ever loving shit out of her!"

> hit the training dummy [roll 1d100 , a small bonus will be added thanks to Jeremiah's current physique]
>Refuse to hit it

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>2770262
> hit the training dummy [roll 1d100 , a small bonus will be added thanks to Jeremiah's current physique]

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>2770262
>hit the training dummy [roll 1d100 , a small bonus will be added thanks to Jeremiah's current physique]
My mother was a saint you cunt!

>>2770300
>>2770308
Whether you were influenced by her words or not, you landed a flurry of random punches and kicks at the training dummy.It actually felt nice to let it all out. The true star of the dummy onslaught was Livendagen , the girl who won the reenactment for the first time. She was a literal beast. Mr. Yorgme had to step in forcing her to take a rest.

The inspector kept scribbling some notes, her eyes never to leave your teachers. As for the principal, he retained his same old expression, occasionally whispering something to his secretary.

"Fun time is over. " said Miss Zarxell "Take a five and we'll continue."

You sat on a bench that to Ronk who a goofy smile on his face "Yeah boy, That was good . You okay, Jay man?"

"Just...hungry." Your stomach grumbled in protest. You planned to eat the meat loaf during break. No dice.

"I am totally getting bloated after this. Its like my day off." You wished you had the luxury to do so. You really need to cook more food.

Time's up. You stood up expecting round two of dummy massacre.

You were wrong.

"Hitting inanimate objects is one thing. Hitting a living person is entirely another thing. My wife and i want to break this mental block most of you will have during fighting." He took a deep breath "We want you all to.... make a physical contact with us. Again, I can't stress how important this for E.M.A . However, due to your current age and how others can see this situation, you are not obliged to touch us."

The inspector spoke for the first time "I need both your verbal consent and your signature before...starting." Honestly, everyone was stunned. They just want you to touch them? You can see why the inspector is here.

Some of the boys arched a devious smile, while some of the girls were nervous and/or flustered. You never saw Shiwe blushing like that before. Monamon's slits were pulsating rapidly, her wings buzzing silent yet at an insane pace.

>Approach the inspector, sign the paper.
>Back to the bench, see what will happen next
>Ask ___ what they will do first
>write in

>>2770430
>buzzing silently

>>2770430
>Approach the inspector, sign the paper
Do it for the EMA. It's probably just hitting them so we don't chicken out on a real threat.

>>2770430
>Just sign it
Worst case scenario we have a whole classroom and an adult

>>2770485
Hioelke literally rushed towards the inspector in a childish manner. He didn't seem to care at all as he signed the paper. A good number of girls outright refused to do it, Shiwe was among them.

Most of the boys signed the paper. When it was your turn, The inspector asked you more than once if you alright with this. It was slightly annoying to be honest. She really didn't want you to do it.

"Boys, to me. Girls, go to my husband. I will start with you." Surprise, surprise, It was Hioelke.

The orange haired elf stepped in with a shit eating grin on his face "See those bags of fat? They single-handedly prevent thousands of men to hit women or in your case, hit back " She pointed at her breasts. You were starting to get uncomfortable already.

"I want you to gently touch th-" She didn't manage to finish her sentence as he literally groped her right breast. Not a split second later, Miss Zarxell slapped him so hard that he was knocked on the floor "Little shit. "

"How dare you hit a young boy like this?!" The elven inspector immediately stood by his side. Shit was getting real between the two elves. The principal did interfere promising proper punishment for Hioelke. Despite most of Miss Lyrsuno's effort to condemn your teacher, the class continued smoothly after Hioelke was taken out by the secretary. The prick said 'worth it' when he was on his way out.

Miss Zarxell called you next, her mood was a bit soiled momentarily. She were soon to return to normal much to the inspector's chagrin "As i was saying, gently touch them. Do not be all iffy about them. it is okay to feel strange and tingly about it."

You gulped before slowly touching her right breast. It felt...nice and firm. Your body temperature was on the rise, you were choking. Oh no, not now...

"Hey, look at me, look at me in the eyes. It is okay." slowly, she grabbed your other hand and placed it on her right. You can sense her beating heart. "Keep up with the eye contact. Good, good..."

This lasted for a couple of seconds, you heart was about to burst "Congratulations, You had just beaten your haywired instinct. Now, Try to hit me. No holding back."

>Roll 1d100 to determine how will Jeremiah fare against his teacher, A severe penalty will be added due to Miss Zarxell superior physique.

>>2770507
>>2770588

>>2770588
>she was soon

Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>2770588

>>2770631
You couldn't land a single hit on her before you found your face glued to the floor. She had already pinned you down. You had to tap out before she would let you go. The inspector leeched on you afterwards asking you whether she 'molested you' or not. You gave her the answers she didn't look for.

Semi-beaten up and exhausted, you sat down on the bench watching how things went to the others. Ronk did slightly better than you (he was still pinned down like a baby) while Monamon instinctively hovered away when Mr. Yorgme was about to pin her down.

This gained her an ireful gaze from the principal, she didn't cross the five meter threshold so she was fine. Livendagen put up a very decent fight that lasted a couple of minutes instead of the usual ~10 seconds. Her blocks and hits weren't random at all. Still, she was no match for him.

The class was finally over. You had a nice shower trying not to think too much about what happened. As you were leaving the academy, you realized something dreadful...

Your were supposed to return the book you borrowed today.

>There is still some time. Go back to pods , get the book and return it to library.
>Go straight to the pods, you will return it tomorrow.

Stopping here for now thank you for playing!

>>2770674
>>There is still some time. Go back to pods , get the book and return it to library.
Thanks for running

>>2770681
+1

Thanks for running snail

>>2770674
>>There is still some time. Go back to pods , get the book and return it to library.

>>2770681
>>2770797
You returned to the pods as quickly as you could before heading back to the academy. The orc librarian was almost about to leave actually, he begrudgingly took the book. That was close.

On the way back, the traffic was terribly congested. Might as well eat the loaf while you are idly sitting like that. The amount of honks you heard was maddening, do they simply expect the traffic jam to go away like that? If anything, it adds more stress to everyone around making them prone to potential accidents.

It was 5:03 PM by the time you finally arrived. Miss Lilim was outright furious about what happened in the E.M.A class despite Ronk (and others) trying to calm her down. She was hell bent on visiting principal Jaglioth. You had little energy to intervene; your voice won't convince her otherwise.

You were exhausted.... and conflicted about today's events. So much emotions stirring inside you right you. It is almost dizzying.

>Crawl back to your bed and sleep
>Call the caretaker's number
>Study a certain subject [Specify]
>Try to cook something?
>Lay back and rest in the lounge
>Speak with Miss Lilim about what had occurred today
>Speak with ____, share your thoughts with them
>write in

>>2772379
>Speak with Miss Lilim about what had occurred today

>>2772379
>Crawl back to your bed and sleep

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>2772419
>>2772453
1=speak
2=sleep

>>2772379
>>Crawl back to your bed and sleep

>>2772453
>>2772484
>>2772419
Yeah, best to drop dead in your bed. Your uniform was getting slightly uncomfortable. Maybe you should buy a spare from Ika, next time you have some pons.
________

Your dream... it felt so real, you can feel a gentle touch, a soft whisper, a rush you never experienced before! And then...

and then it abruptly ended.

You woke up, in the middle of night, panting heavy and sweating like there is no tomorrow. What is that strange sensation? You exited the pod in your undershirt. Why is it so hot ?

Maybe a cup of coco will soothe your nerves a bit. You found your guardian drinking a cup of coffee, she had bloodshot eyes worse than your math teacher.

"Miss Lilim, Are you alright?"

"A bit stressed. I don't like funerals, Your stupid teacher didn't make my day any easi-Oh...."

Her eyes were fixed on a certain stain . She rubbed her forehead "Jeremiah, please sit down..."

You had never felt so much embarrassment in your life like now. Part of you wanted to run as far as you can. You ignored every scream of your mind and sat next to Miss Lilim "First of all, why do you agreed on touching your teacher inappropriately?"

"I...didn't have to. I guess i was thinking about the E.M.A more than, you know..." . So this was the talk , huh? Miss Lilim was your guardian, your closest adult and yet it didn't feel right. You wished...you wished you were talking with your mom or your dad about it.

"You are going through difficult times. I am aware. But please, listen to me carefully." She took one last sip of her coffee "What you are experiencing is perfectly normal. Your body will want more of this new tempting world. Don't "

Miss Lilim was dead serious, " Don't be a slave for your body needs, it is okay having happy accidents like this. Don't poison your mind with some videos on the internet or ... some one-time. I have seen young boys and girls fall into this trap, I don't want you to follow their downfall. Focus on your studies, that is your number one priority. "

>This is getting awkward, I'll....just leave
>This is all new and strange to me. I'll do my best.
>Until next year, when i am in legal age, right?
>Isn't the whole virgin talk for girls?
>I know you care for me, Miss Lilim, but I can do whatever i want with my body.
>You are not my mom. You can't dictate what i can or can't do with my body.
>You don't need to worry. i am pretty sure it will go away.
>write in

>>2772598
>>This is all new and strange to me. I'll do my best.

>>2772598
>I'll do my best.
No need to be antagonistic. Just take the advice and move on.

>>2772629
>>2772645
"You will always have me by your side, never forget that. "

After drinking some coco, you went back to your pod. Somehow, Speaking with Miss Lilim made you feel better. You put all of this behind your back and continued your sleep.
________

Tuesday, 27th of January.

Since Miss Lilim was going to the academy anyways, she offered to drive some wit her along the way. Sadly, you weren't so lucky to call dips on one of the seats. Damn it.

You took the subway this time, with so little pons, you ignored buying the newspaper because you are poor as dirt right now. Earning some extra pons this week is a must, one way or another.

Mr. Maxon bored the hell out of the class with some Volcanic rocks, You almost feel pity for this guy; trying his damnest to earn respect among his students (and other teachers). Once the class was finally over, you looked around for Hioelke. He wasn't there. You did hear from his friends that he was suspended for a whole week. Nice.

As for Miss Yuragos, She outright refused to take some vacation despite the doctors' advice. There is a good chance of her attending today's class. Oh boy, she is going to be pissed.

Yvaal was hopping between desks, she was beyond thrilled; two big scoops happening on the same day, it is like her personal heaven "Say something witty about the boob grope or Poetry teacher gone wild.... or both!" Her pen was swirling between her anticipating fingers.

>Share your thoughts about Miss Yuragos arm Malfunction [Specify]
>Share your thoughts about Miss Zarxell incident [Specify]
>Don't comment on anything
>write in

>>2772645
+1

>>2772724
>>Don't comment on anything

>>2772724
>Share your thoughts about Miss Zarxell incident [Specify]
It was just.. really unfortunate.

>>2772727
I was late :^(

>>2772724
>no comment

>>2772744
Support

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>2772733
>>2772762
>>2772744
>>2772780
1=No
2=unfortunate

>>2772733
>>2772744
>>2772762
"Hmph, whats really unfortunate was her boob size, i mean look at them! Hers are like small pimples. I got bigger tits than her already" You wanted to say they were the same but chose to remain silent. She immediately went for Monamon who refused to give her any comment, only an annoyed buzz.

Little Miss reporter had to sit down as your dryad teacher had arrived. She had an interesting topic at hand:

Plastics and polymers. It was really hard to ingest all these information properly. Miss Buldun suggested an outside source on some website. You wrote it down just in case.

"Looks like i missed quite a lot yesterday." Vlan remarked, come to think of it, you didn't spot him in Miss Yuragos' incident. " Chaos can be amusing sometimes, don't you think?"

"I guess, " you replied " How was the fencing class?"

"Less Groping and More poking. I won a casual match yesterday. The line up for this year is ruthless. Ten times worse than the chess. It is fine, I will thrive to be even better."

Mr. Tharanel had arrived with no stick, no briefcase. Nothing. "Today is your lucky day kiddos. As long as you got keep it quiet, I'll allow it. I had my share of BLAMs yesterday with that orange punk. Still, if you got a question related to the subject step up and i'll do my work."

"For real?! "

"Is BLAMmaster okay?"

"Alright!"

>Take a quick nap
>Eat your meat loaf
>Speak with ____ [specify]
>Play on your phone
>Study a subject while you are at it [Geo studies, Poetry, chemistry]
>Approach Mr. Tharanel, Ask him to help you with a certain part
>Write in

>>2772830
>>Study a subject while you are at it
>Poetry

>>2772862
Actually, It wasn't difficult to focus on poetry. Most didn't want to revoke this rare privilege. Almost all kept it quiet. Back in your mind, however, you kept thinking about Miss Yuragos. What she will say/do to you and others? Whatever it will be, it is no good.

Just as Mr. Tharanel had left the class, Terreth had arrived bearing some news "There is a mandatory drug awareness lecture next Thursday from 12 to 3. It will count as a normal day so don't consider skipping this one." The whole class booed at the prefect. Shiwe looked at you with certain unease in her eyes. In a way, you two were responsible for this.

Damn it, this will interfere with your modelling job.

Stopping here for now, thank you for playing!

>>2772929
Thanks for running

When The prefect was about to leave, He was met by a spiteful glare from Miss Yuragos, He allowed her to enter the class before leaving you all to your fates.

The elf didn't have her prosthetic arm. It is either busted or beyond repair. She tucked the empty sleeve so it won't flail around with every move. "No body leaves."

" You ungrateful rats , you think this will crack me? You had just created a nightmare that you'll never escape from. "

"No offense, Miss Yuragos, but don't you think it is too much for a freaky accident?"

"SILENCE" Yvaal was straight up terrified "There are no 'accidents' or 'coincidences', you turn your back for ONE second, just one second and one of those non elves will twist a knife in your back right after. You don't deserve any elven kindness, leeches."

Your poetry teacher showed the class a large dossier, It was her handwritten explanation of the curriculum "This is what little kindness i had for your inferior kind."

The next second, she pulled out a lighter presumably to burn it all, You had a suspicion that this is the only version.

>[Watch in silence, do nothing]
>[Quickly grab it from her hand]
>You call yourself a teacher? You are a disgrace
>Miss Yuragos, please don't!
>I did it, [Confess everything to her
>[Convince her not to do it, roll d700]
>write in

Rolled 70 (1d700)

>>2774371
>>[Convince her not to do it, roll d700]
Worth the risk

>>2774371
>[Watch in silence, do nothing]

>>2774371
>>[Watch in silence, do nothing]

>>2774390
>>2774407
>>2774437

Miss Yuragos did put out the fire with a bottle of water when it was growing up so fast to avoid the fire alarm "I never want to see your ugly faces in my class, ever! "

You and others were basically thrown out class. What a bummer. Was this your fault? Nah, don't blame yourself on her behalf. She is totally an irrational individual.

Technically, it was still break time. You had doubt she would let you in after her lovely speech. You see no other option but to leave.

" Zereimah, This is unz..unzust." Huh, Kolamon spoke to you for the second time. The pixie was clenching his tiny fists in anger, his wings creating a small gale behind him. The gauge on his wing case kept flashing green "Principal must know. I alone, not enough. Many voices better Viekorsomm "

>Got that right. We have to stand up for yourselves. She can't just ignore us like that!
>Dude, forget it. There is nothing we can do. You, me and the rest have to roll with the punches.
>It is pointless. Drop it and enjoy your free time.
>What do you have in mind?
>write in

>>2774482
>What do you have in mind?
Having personally dealt with the problem of antagonistic teachers, i've found it more useful to roll with the punches than speak out.
Speaking out gets eyes on the problem, but what is really effective is proving how unreasonable they are being by being a model student.
Regardless, i'd like to see what old boy had in mind. Hear him out at the very least.

>>2774549
+1

>>2774549
>>2774584
"Viekorsomm." He repeated "Unity. Not in class only; all first year. One voice, more chance."

"So, like what, a petition?" you asked half sarcastically.

"Yes!" His face brightened "We show how she is bad. We win. we have out rights back."

>Well, you got my vote in whatever you are doing
>I'll help you out, Kolamon. I think i got the person for this kind of job...
>How about....[ Suggest another idea to the pixie]
>I am telling you, you are wasting your time. The old elf won't listen at all
>Count me out of it. I got problems of my own to handle
>write in

>>2774633
>I'll help you out, Kolamon. I think i got the person for this kind of job
Who do we have? Lillim, Yvaal, Ronk, Shiwe, Vlan, anyone else?

>>2774633
>>I'll help you out, Kolamon. I think i got the person for this kind of job...

>>2774655
>>2774692
Yvaal can speed this up considerably with her going about asking everyone and their cousins. You had zero doubt about it. Excluding you for the equation, Shiwe was affected by this as well.

For the first time, you returned back to pods with the twins. Kolamon opened up just a bit for you. Still, he was very protective of his sister frowning slightly whenever you spoke with her.

______

Miss Lilim had little success with the principal. She spoke to the E.M.A teacher though, once he got to know her (like with Miss Gallel) she was slightly less agitated about the whole matter. Still, she looked very stressed out. At least someone made a lovely lunch. You rarely see this orc talk with anyone around. Hmmm.

It was a huge steamed blue leaf, really thick enough to have this mouth-watering light blue ooze coming from the sides like some cheese. Small slices of fried meat surrounded the leaf, yep, that is gotta be some quality dip for the ooze.

You were getting hungry already, you finished your meat loaf in the lounge while watching the news. Minutes later, your stomach was starting to protest with uncomfortable gurgles.

It was 3:09 PM. You had a lot of time to do whatever you wanted.


>call the caretaker number?
>Study a certain subject [Specify]
>Check your finances
>Try to cook something?
> Chill in the lounge for a bit
> Play chess by yourself or with another person
>Go to Kreiden, wash some dishes
> Look for possible new jobs in today's newspaper (if it is around here somewhere)
>write in

>>2774780
>Go to Kreiden, wash some dishes
We need to get more than 15 pons again

>>2774780
>Check your finances
>Go to Kreiden, wash some dishes

>>2774780
>>Check your finances
>>Go to Kreiden, wash some dishes

>>2774812
>>2774855

You already knew about your dire status, meh, doesn't hurt to write it down anyways.
____
PONS (as of last finance check) : 820

Gained:

N O T H I N G
__
TOTAL: Z E R O

Spent
-800 Rent
-5 newspaper

__
TOTAL: -805 pons

TOTAL: 15 Pons :c

Expected:
-??? for transportation after the freebie month
-756 for Books [Postponed! :) ]

_____

The slop looked slightly more different than you recall. Was it these new sets of chairs? Oh nice, a new TV, that will pay for itself on the long run. The place was doing alright, not many customers but better than nothing.

"My boy! " Kreiden washed her hands first before giving you a big ol' hug. "Where have you been? You are not wasting your time like that silly boy Ronk on beefing up, are you?"

"I am barely scraping by actually." it felt a tad rude coming only here for the pon. Like Miss Lilim, she is very kind to you.

It seems that a surge of customers were already filling the new seats. Ah, a Lokk match. The white stag was among them.

"Get inside, qui-"

"Kreiden, I want to speak with the boy, if you don't mind." The dryad demanded in a casual manner. You recognize the centaur next to her, yeah, back at the laundromat.

"Hmmmm." The orc seems to be more acquainted with the mango scented lady. " Don't take too long or I'll put your ass in the kitchen instead."

For the first time, the dryad genuinely smiled. You sat next to her ready to listen "Tell me boy, This Bishop fellow....Did he want to see you again or something like that? I had this question burrow inside for quite sometime. Is anyone causing you trouble ?" She emphasized on the last part.

>Nope, haven't heard from video game lord since the delivery [Lie]
>I met him in Sanctus [Tell her about that encounter]
>Well.... not me exactly but my friend is [Tell her about Ronk and his dad]
>write him

>>2774986
>I met him in Sanctus [Tell her about that encounter]

>>2774986
>>I met him in Sanctus [Tell her about that encounter]

>>2775027
>>2775042
"Interesting news...I have never heard of this 'sweetie' before. She's new in our little Uri. Here," She gave you 100 pons "Buy some fancy food or whatever."

"Thank you Miss Stag." She is quite generous for a laundry lady. Before you would go to the kitchen, she firmly grabbed you by the arm whispering "I'll avoid the cafe if i were you..."

______

It was 3:30 by the time you started scrapping the dishes. Home sweet home.

>roll 1d100 to determine how efficient Jeremiah was, a considerable bonus will be added thanks to previous experience. Also specify for how long he will scrub the dishes.

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>2775090

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>2775090

>>2775094
>>2775110
> Also specify for how long he will scrub the dishes.

1 hour = 20 pons

>>2775116
What time is it?

>>2775119
Shit just saw the time, 4 to 5 hours is good

>>2775094
>>2775110
You worked them off like they were nothing for a good five hours. Now you were 200 pons richer. After thanking Kreiden, you left the slop.You did keep thinking about what Miss Stag had said to you. Sanctus doesn't look like a bad place to hangout.

Stopping here for now, thank you for playing!

>>2775157
Thanks for running

It was nearing 9 PM by the time your returned. The pods were slightly quieter than usual; When you asked Cassandra, she told you about a serious multi-exam in her academy, Athenus. 3 subjects tomorrow. Oof.

She did ask you to make her some coco. Damn, four spoons of sugar for a single cup? Isn't that a bit excessive?

"Thanks! ow, ow, hot!" She immediately for a quick sip, impulsive as ever she is.

" Want some help?"

"Nah, nah, It is not one of them stinky subjects so I am good." She chose to study in the tight confines of her pod.


>call the caretaker number?
>Study a certain subject [Specify]
>Try to cook something?
> Chill in the lounge for a bit
> Play chess by yourself or with another person
>Speak with/call ____ [specify]
> Look for possible new jobs in today's newspaper (if it is around here somewhere)
>write in

>>2776898
>>Study a certain subject [Study whatever we've studied the least lately]

>>2776898
I'll support >>2776934

>>2776934
>>2777010
You don't think you had touched home economics at all. You spent the rest of the night study a nice chunk of the subject actually, it wasn't that hard to keep up. You even did read up ahead juuust a little bit.

Satisfied of your minor accomplishment, you went to sleep thinking about tomorrow's lesson.

_________
Wednesday, 28th of January

You woke up with a violent urge to enter the bathroom. One constipation later, your stomach was returning back to normal. Yeah, you must add some fiber to your diet.

"Yo, " Ronk casually said hi " That pixie guy wanted me to stand up with him against our glorious and venerable poetry teacher." He said that last part while posing as some elven noble man.

"You up with this shit? I mean, He is not wrong and all but we are basically all waiting in line to lick her ass for nothing. Who cares about some stupid poetry? "

>Go with the flow, Ronk. Maybe something good will come out it
>I am actually helping him out on this one, you know. Back up me here.
>Ass licking huh? didn't know you are into that kind of stuff
>You are right, he is making a fuss out of nothing
>write in

>>2777069
>>Ass licking huh? didn't know you are into that kind of stuff

>>2777069
>I actually think he's got the right idea, honestly. Just not sure how to go about the execution. It's not about the poetry itself Ronk.

>>2777069
>>I am actually helping him out on this one, maybe something good will come out it
>>Ass licking huh? didn't know you are into that kind of stuff

Rolled 3 (1d3)

>>2777176
>>2777223
1=ass
2=right idea
3=help

>>2777227
>>2777223
>>2777176
"Meh, you're wasting your time, Jay. " He went with you to the kitchen. Miss Lilim had brought a couple of ashen leaflets for a single breakfast. It filled you nicely. On the TV, You saw more promotions about the tabletop treasure hunt thing. Cassandra glued her face to the screen already writing down those new hints.

If you stayed here any longer, you are definitely going to be late.

>Take the bus/subway
>Take/Don't take a meat loaf with you [3 left in the fridge]
>Buy/dont buy the newspaper

>>2777250
>Take the bus
>Take meat loaf
>Don't buy newspaper

>>2777250
I'll support >>2777271

>>2777271
>>2777278
The bus was a literal nightmare today; you were pretty much forced to cling for your life right at the door. Each time someone had to leave, you had to step away. At least you are in the academy on time in one piece.

Miss Liyah completely Mr. Jaglioth's warning. She was pretty much the same, well the notable exception was her hair. It was messier than the usual.

"You, go to Waxwell and bring me more coffee." She shook her empty thermal cup.

You sighed before taking the cup. You got a good joke out of Waxwell as he was refilling her cup. It was from one of his old friend back when he was in the army. That brightened your dull morning.

"Give me." Your teacher couldn't wait to drink her morning poison. " I left something for you on the board, solve it while i finish my drink."

Just how the hell did she wrote all of this in mere minutes?? you will never understand her.

>pretend to solve this wall of equations
>Try to solve it [ d100]
>write in

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>2777336
>>Try to solve it [ d100]

Rolled 39 (1d100)

>>2777336
>>Try to solve it [ d100]

>>2777370
>>2777373
It might have looked a bit intimidating at first but you had all the givens you needed to solve it.

"Not bad. Too many steps, Jeremiah." She casually showed you how to circumvent it. Vlan gave you a thumbs up when you returned to your desk.

It was smooth sailing afterwards. Energized, Miss Liyah grinded your gears with new rules to memorizes. It wasn't as dreadful as last time.

Once that was done, you were free to approach Yvaal who was checking her notes "Yeah?"

"We need to talk about Yuragos..." You slowly started to explain Kolamon's plan. The pixie slightly tilted his chair towards you but didn't actually speak with you.

"Oooh, sounds like some uprising against the evil elves, Vileh e Kestral !!! "

"Huh?"

"Oh come on, don't you know where this greeting came from? It was the revolutionaries' saying as a hidden code so the loyalists won't find out who is who. Wow, your elven history is terrible."

"..." you were still confused.

She let out a deep sigh "It. means. i . will. join you , stoopid human. Yeesh, work this dome for a change, will you?" she gently knocked on your head

>Well, it didn't change much, you guys are still the same
>Don't do that
>You done with snarky remarks? i want to talk business
>Yes, Little Miss reporter.
>Write in

we are stopping here for today, thank you for playing!

>>2777392
>>Well, it didn't change much, you guys are mostly the same, anyways let's talk business

>>2777410
>mostly still
>>2777409
Thanks for running

>>2777392
>Yes, Little Miss reporter.
>System's still busted though.

>>2777437
+1
Add
>anyways, let's talk business

I believe we have soon two ecams, one about biology and the other about Elven. Also, we need to go to Vaal's match. See him whoop his cousin's ass.

Wonder, could we mail an order for a notebook where we could keep track of all those things, game wise?

>>2777437
>>2777445
>>2777418
>>2777410
She shrugged it off "Come on, we are walking down the right path. Smooth baby steps." Well, you couldn't argue with here but there is still a huge room for improvement.

As a kid, you didn't give much attention to elven history. Why would you? Learning the language itself was recently introduced among some city states. Your early school years didn't have an Elven language as a subject, most of the city states didn't care about proper Elven education for non elves. Why teach those 'lessers' your tongue while you can communicate with them via a more common language?

Segregation at its finest.

"Now, fellow Revolutionary, I'll go and print some good paper for this kind of job. Your job is to give me ...." She made some quick calculations in her head "...about 150 pons . Nothing beats a good representation when it comes to petitioning. I'll be back with the right stuff to be get started."

>Whoa there now, I ain't paying you this large sum
>For the cause, I guess [Give her the pons]
>Ah, just a sec [Ask Kolamon to pay]
> Hey Kolamon, come here [Ask him to pay 75 pons, you will handle the rest]
>No, no, no, we are doing it in the cheapest way possible.
>write in

>>2778736
my trip

>>2778736
How much pons do we have?

>>2778787
200

>>2778736
>> Hey Kolamon, come here [Ask him to pay 75 pons, you will handle the rest]
No way we're paying all of that by ourselves

>>2778818
"Thank you and thank you." She put the money in her pink purse "We'll show our suppressors the meaning of liberty and just....alright fine, yeesh." Neither of you were impressed by her theatrics. You waited for your centaur teacher to arrive.

"Good Morning students, we have a good lesson ahead of us: Status cards . Does anyone know their origins? " Mr. Kluxiv asked without his usual poll. Surprisingly, even Vlan did not know. He hesitated to say something that might be wrong.

"Jeremiah, Take a wild guess. No shame in that, come on." of course it had to be you.

>From elves, who else can make up some bullshit system like that.
>No idea, my guess it had to be reworked to death to reach its current status
>Dryads. Call it a hunch
>Probably some obscure Teriasthe race, flying sea monkeys or whatever
>I don't know.
>write in

>>2778877
>>Dryads. Call it a hunch

>>2778905
"Not quite." he pointed at himself "Centaurs were the first to implement it. Since the dawn of history, we lived and died in endless steppes. Neither food nor land were an issue to us. Breeding however, was a different story."

The centaur cleared his throat, tension was ebbing ever so slightly in his voice " Many of you don't know that there are two females in our kind. First one is Ulavix or the Sunborn, they are the centaurs you see everyday and Joliuxiv or the Moonborn...They...are less elvenoid. Imagine a regular centaur but without armd and with long face and continuous fur..."

It was really hard to picture what are those Joliuxiv were " The Joliuxiv had high fertility rates compared to a regular centaur. In order to control who had the right to breed with them, we created the progenitor of the status card system. Centuries later, elves were to copy this system in their golden ages to facilitate bureaucracy for the tax collectors and to impose more status card related laws, securing their grasp on non elves even more...."

Your curiosity was killing you, just what is this second female kind? From his description, they might look like some four legged animal. Saying this might be incredibly offensive to the centaur so you kept your mouth shut. All in all, you learned a lot this class.

"You learn a new thing everyday." Vlan remarked, before briefly checking his phone "Good news, My cousin is free right this afternoon, 5 to 8 to be exact . I thought we would be going tomorrow. I suppose you are free, yes?"

>Yep, i want to see you poking him real good
>I'll...pass. Sorry Vlan
>write in

>>2778978
>>Yep, i want to see you poking him real good

>>2778999
+1

>>2778999
"Oh, I will. He has been growing more and more arrogant since the last time i saw him. It will be glorious."

After the class was over, you had your meat loaf in a lonely corner. It was nice for Yvaal to come over and sit next to you. Amazing it was to see her maintaining a coherent train of words while gulping down lots of sugary bits she bought from the kiosk. Who would win in a eating contest Cassandra or Yvaal?

First she started talking about her plan you. The next 10 minutes were constant deviations from the main topic.

"....wait, your dad is a cop?" you had no idea how you got there.

"Yeah Ishtre has been in the police department for 50ish years. He knows a *lot* of people.... He never likes me to call him dad or daddy. Who am i supposed to be all whiny next to, hmmm?"

The break was short lived afterwards, you headed for your chemistry class. Many around were whispering among themselves.

"Dude, did you see Miss Yuragos?"

"That arm though..."

"How did she recover so fast??"

"She.is.a.cybrog. DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN"

The dryad were soon to arrive. She wasn't happy with all the side talk. Once all settled down, she delved further into plastic and polymers.

Oh no, Miss Yuragos was waiting right next to the door with a blazing glare. She wanted every non elf to be out when the chemistry class is done.

>Leave, avoid eye contact
>stay put, do not move
>write in

>>2779051
>plan to you

>>2779051
>>stay put, do not move

>>2779063
She took a couple of steps inside, you chose to completely ignore her focusing solely on the board until she stood right in front of you.

In an instant, she slammed your desk with her new mechanical arm. The slam was so fierce that it left a visible imprint on the wood. Her cold lips inches closer to your right ear "Out of my class, vermin."

Aside from her terrifying presence, the pressure of so many eyes around you was immense. Some of the non elves, were watching you from a safe distance (outside of the class).

>"No."
>[Stay put, ignore her.]
>[Leave the class, you don't want to go toe to toe with her right now.]
>write in

>>2779080
>>[Stay put, ignore her.]
We'll reply to her once she's used our name

>>2779086
"Who do you think you are? Out of my class right now!" Again, you refused to grant her the satisfaction she ever so desir-

" I asked nicely twice, you got no one to blame but your miserable little ego. " Cold mechanical fingers latched onto your shirt. The next moment, you found yourself a couple of inches above the floor. How could she lift you so easily? She dropped you right at the door. After going inside momentarily, she threw your backpack on the corridor's floor scattering its contents all over. "Never show me your pathetic face again in my class. "

With that said, she slammed the door behind her leaving you to get all of your scattered books and what not.

We are stopping here for now, thank you for playing!

>>2779102
Thanks for running

Thanks for running. Regarding the notebook to be sure of our events, could we order it by mail? Like when we we check our finances?

>>2779114
Shiwe helped you out to clean this mess up. Good thing you didn't have your phone in there. This was the second class you couldn't attend, you thought your earlier determination would have changed her mind. Damn.

You had to wait for Vlan. It wasn't so bad idling in the courtyard. You played on your phone a little, admired Miss Gallel's statue. You have to be honest, Nileth's free internet (at the lowest speed) and phone services are a bane in your existence. Not all city states provide free services like that. An hour was almost gone in a snap.

Once the class has ended, Vlan approached you with a hint of concern on his face "Are you alright? This was hardly necessary"

"I am fine, " you brushed it off "So, where are we going?"

"First, I believe a proper lunch is in order. I do have somewhere in mind but you may not.... feel comfortable eating there. Choose a destination and we'll have our lunch there."

>I hope your don't mind orc diners, [Suggest the slop for him]
>Do you know Sanctus? I feel like it is a great spot
>You are the host here, I'll go where you go
>Actually, I am not that hungry.
>I am up for some burgers [Suggest Grun 'n' sunk]
>write in

>>2780683
my voyage

>>2780683
>>I am up for some burgers [Suggest Grun 'n' sunk]

>>2780915
"Sounds good, I'll...excuse me. " someone called your friend. From the looks of Vlan, it was not a pleasant call.

It wasn't a surprise to see a SUV waiting for him (and you). It was a different car from last time, the interior almost identical to the previous car though.

"Take us to the nearest Grun 'n' Sunk."

________

Oh man, the place was cramped. It was the weekend after all, still, you two managed to find a proper seat amidst the ravenous families around.

"What can i ge- Oh...." What? Xekev? It wasn't her shift " Its the asshole who sneaked in my apartment to see nan." her eyes went red.

>[Apologize to her]
>You should be grateful [tell her about your side of the story]
>Are you just gonna stand here looking dumb or what?
>What's up with the hostility? That's what i get for a happy reunion?
>Look, I am here to eat. Spare me your bull for later.
> [call the manager]
>[Don't say anything]
>write in

>>2780978
>>You can hit me or yell at me later, but can I get food first. Also that visit could have ended worse then what it became.

>>2780978
>You can hit me or yell at me later, but can I get food first
Just this, the second part sounds a bit much

>>2781024
She spinned her pencil "A customer is still a customer..." she dispelled any anger left for a more friendly face "Have you heard of our Gorgon offer?"

"No, but i am slightly interested." said Vlan.

"Great, sponsored by Valkayr Studios, We have a giant sandwich for our tabletop enthusiasts. Eating it under 20 minutes will award you a small wooden box with some pristine loot inside. . Not a single adventurer has bested the Gorgon with its spicy head . Are you willing to take on this mighty creature and rid us of this evil?"

Holy shit, that sandwich is huge! The ad she showed to you and Vlan had to be exaggerating. If it is not lying, then one is supposed to eat a table-long sandwich. Is it even possible to eat all of this let alone in 20 minutes ?

"Only for 350 pons , the challenge is yours."

"What? are you crazy?" you protested.

"Well, I can't duel with all these food slouching about. However, I won't object you trying it, Jeremiah?"

>Xekev....Bring me the Gorgon
>I will eat regular people food, thank you very much [Order a combo meal]
>Nah, I want this, this and this one with extra cheese and a large soda [order as your heart desire, Vlan is paying up after all]
>I will have what he is having
>Write

>>2781075
>>I'll get a combo meal

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>>2781075
Vlan is paying right? If so then
>bring on the Gorgon
Challenge accepted bitch

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>2781080
>>2781107
1=combo
2=Gorgon

>>2781111
Damn