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You ate one of your last two meat loaves for breakfast. It was a heavy meal for certain but it will fill you for the rest of the day.

"Mornin' Jay." Ronk, Your orc friend, yawned with bits of sleep still lingering in his eyes "Why does it have to be so cold?"

"You still haven't seen anything, remember last years? 15 dead hobo in a single season. It is going to be much, much worse." said a half-elf while reading the daily Nileth . More were pouring in to have their daily dose of hot drinks. The pixie decided to continue her last 30 minutes or so of studying elsewhere.

"Yeah..." Ronk had something to say at the tip of his tongue but chose otherwise, he made a hot cup of coco and left the lounge without saying anything. This is probably has to do with Ronk's dad, a drunken shell of man always in debt...begging, lying and probably stealing his way to repay cruel, opportunistic men. Hell, even some hobos have more integrity than him.

You got dressed in no time, ready to have one last free bus ride before the new month rolls in. Out of curiosity you asked the bus driver for the ticket price. As a non elf, you are almost paying twice or even thrice as much as the normal. Being in the bottom of the social status didn't help either since most of the districts are not accessible on your own unless you have a better social status/ he had the following to say:

Anywhere in Uri / Weskiel /Orfiel] = 3 pons
Anywhere in Icheal heights/ Va'lashe = 6 pons
Anywhere in Klavekth = 12 pons


Uri --- Weskiel =10 pons
Uri --- Orfiel = 15 pons
Uri --- Icheal heights = 20 pons
Uri --- Va'lashe = 25 pons
Uri --- Kalvekth = 30 pons

Monthly bronze ticket (for Uri only) = 160
Monthly Silver ticket (Uri-Kalvekth-Orfiel-Weskiel ) = 600 pons
Monthly Golden ticket (Anywhere but the heart of Nileth) = 1500 pons


>Ask him about Emieldeth , why he didn't list it at all?
>Thank him, take a seat.
>Write in

>>3099578
>Thank him, take a seat
>Check finances

>Ask him about Emieldeth , why he didn't list it at all?

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>3100141
>>3100171

>>3100141
>>3100171
Your question got a laugh out of him. "You new here? No one is poor for public transportation. There hasn't been a single bus there in over 30 years."

"What about the employees? janitors? do they have cars too?" you asked sarcastically. He must be messing with you.

The driver slowed down at the nearest bus stop before shifting his attention back to you " The Silver line handles them in fancy taxis. Get ready to shell out a two, three hundred for a ride. The high council likes to their home district all clean and pristine. " It kind of make sense in a twisted way, they always want to keep a near perfect image of the heart of Nileth. No bulky buses to congest to traffic, the working class must be suffering from everything there; exorbitant prices and being surrounded by colossal arrogant pricks.

Come to think of it, there was a special lane across the streets of Emieldeth. You noticed that while you were with Vlan. Oh well.

________

You left the bus after being stuck in traffic for +10 minutes, you were near the academy anyways. As you were getting closer, a familiar red muscle car slowed down from the other side. It honked twice for you to come over.

"Hop inside, your girlfriend has a little present for you."

"Sis!" " You can see Yvaal fuming in anger inside the car. At least a couple of passer-bys have heard Alvas. What present though? is she talking about Kolamon's little plan?

You reluctantly entered the car and sat in the front seat so you can give space for Yvaal.

>This isn't really necessary, i was five minutes away from the academy.
>You should stop embarrassing Yvaal, Miss Alvas
>Thanks , i can't stand walking in the cold
>So, uh where is this present?
>[Remain silent]
>Write in

>>3100308
>likes their home district

>>3100308
>Write in
>hey Yvaal, what's up?

>>3100683

"Oh i am fiiine, sis made sure of that."

"Come on now, stop being so uptight and enjoy your life. I got a good eye, you kn-"

"Stop it." Alvas stopped pushing her buttons. You admit, it was slightly entertaining to see little miss reporter more reddish than a fresh tomato.

"Have fun , kids. If you know what i mean hehe..." She dropped you off right at the gate.

"I hate you too, byeee." Yvaal put on the fakest of smiles almost slamming the car door. "Sorry for that, I got up late and she offered me a ride..."

"It's cool," you replied "So, you got the petition paper? Kolamon and me to lesser extent are counting on you."

"Yep," Her face brightened with determination "I got one busy weekend. We'll talk more about it in during the break."

"Great," Just as you were about to reach the stairs, She grabbed you firmly from your arm "Just where do you think you are going?"

Yvaal pointed at the two prefects selling Erebus weekly near the courtyard statue " Support the our newspaper. You... won't find any filthy Olithe article this time." She had a malicious grin from ear to ear.

>Alright , fine, fine. Just because you helped us out [Pay 25 pons for 1 Erebus weekly]
> [O] hate newspaper
>What did you do this time?
>[ignore her, head to class]
>Write in

>>3100779
>What did you do this time?
Good to see you back snail, also how much pons do we have?

>>3100904
390
thanks

>>3100904
"Me? Nothing. I got nothing to do with her, promise. It is her own fault she couldn't keep up with the rest of us. Still didn't make it to front page but that's fine, The road to the page one is never easy. Now go..."

"Really?"

"Now." You could have just easily walked away or said no but you decided to go along; You kind of owe Yvaal for her supposed help.

You came back to her with less pons and a newspaper in your backpack. She gave you a thumbs up for your valiant efforts to support the news.

____


"Dude, the industrial park is finally opened."

"Do you think it will be back? after all these years?"

"I hope so. My skills are rusty though."

The small dent on your desk was getting on your nerves; you can't write on any thin paper without the risk of an unwanted tiny hole. Does it justify asking a janitor to replace your desk? probably not. Kolamon had tons of words to say to Yvaal and you but she told him to wait for the break as well.

Shiwe didn't look happy, the whole thing with Gulpy and its premature growth is concerning. You have faith Mr. Ludwill, your botany teacher won't punish you for something you didn't do. There is also the whole thing with Shiwe's uncle. It must gnaws the back of her mind on several occasions, you still believe in his innocence.... He was executed unjustly on a crime he did not commit.

Vlan was busy going through a small book, it was called 'trial of something'... you elven is still pretty weak. Mr. Clementine and his boys were calling him names behind his back like a bunch of children. He did not mind them as he should.

Terreth, the prefect responsible for your class, had a message for the class "Miss Liyah is currently busy with the principal. Do whatever you want but don't make too much noise." Your Math teacher wasn't on good terms with Mr. Jaglioth. This has the potential to be problematic.

A sudden thud on your desk startled you when you were checking your phone "What the?"

"Surprise!" Yvaal stood in front of you with a Va'lashe leather-covered Notebook "I bought you this with the little change left from the 150 pons. Thought you could use one of these you organize your life better. It has blank pages, tables and other neat stuff on the back. My dad bought me one, still using it to this day."

>Cute but i want my money back
>You bought one for Kolamon too?
>I don't need it. Got a lot of paper in the pods
>You went to Vlan's family bookstore for this?
>So this is my 'present'?
>Oh wow, thanks. That's real kind of you.
>Write in

>>3101000
>is finally open
>your elven is still

>>3101000
>Oh wow, thanks. That's real kind of you.

>You went to Vlan's family bookstore for this?

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>3101026
>>3101121
well it is super late now so we will end it here for now.
thank you for playing even after months of hiatus

>>3101026
>>3101121
"Yeah, where am i supposed to go for high quality prints? You'll see." The whole theme of monopolization in the city state wasn't to your liking or a small/independent businesses.

"Thanks, Yvaal."

"No problem, Jeremiah. I like this pseudo-revolutionary movement. You boys need a devious, overthinking brain for this operation. That's where i fill in." You saved your breathe from convincing her otherwise. Once she got her mind on something, it is all over. No doubt she is in it for some sort of personal gain.

The Daikiriel prefect was rightfully getting bored, whatever your Math teacher has tangled herself in, it is taking a whole lot of time. Might as well start writing in the journal.


+++++++

Finances
+++++++

Pons:365

Stable Job(s):
- Modelling for Miss Gallel in every THRU (250)

Temporary Job(s):
-Dishwashing at the slop diner for Kreiden (varies, ~15/hour More in WED and THRU)

Potential Job(s):
-None!

Excepted expenses:
-800 for rent (march)
-??? for transportation either by bus or subway or both.
-756 for books

+++++++
Food
+++++++

-1 Meat loaf
-10 Gronkaz sludge soup (unprepared)
-3 kg Terropidte meat (uncooked, can make 15 meat loaves if prepared)
-5 kg of Mount Gronkaz Vegetables
-20 Gronkaz Tender Treats (unprepared)

+++++++
Important dates
+++++++

-3rd of any month: Rent
-15th of February: Winter art Exhibition (Miss Gallel)

+++++++
Academy life
+++++++

Exams:
-Biology (today)
-Elven Language (today)

Homework/Tasks:
-None!

Chess:
-Offensive tactics known : 2 [Glorious March, Rouge Mort]
-Defensive tactics known: 2 [Lamenting Mother, High Dam]
-Counters known: 1 [Glorious March> Lamenting Mother

E.M.A
-Defensive Moves/Stances learned: 0
-Offensive Moves/Stances learned: 0


+++++++
Mental notes
+++++++

-Go with Gallel to the winter art exhibition
-Buy another academy outfit from Ika
-Help Kolamon (and Yvaal) with the petition against Miss Yuragos
-find more jobs
-Find out More about the mysterious growth of Gulpy
-buy more clothes for the winter if possible.
-Ask for the subway ticket prices
-Get better at chess
-Vary your diet/ Frequent the gym more.

+++++++
Miscellaneous
+++++++

Social Status card:
-Recommendations needed for an upgrades social status: 1/5

Weight and Physique:
-Slim , slowly gaining weight. Little muscle development
-Healthy.

Special Interest:
-None!

>Add something more to the journal
>That is enough for now

>>3102935
>That is enough for now

>>3102935
Don't we have some upcoming tests?

>>3103095
An hour later, Miss Liyah had showed up. She did look less messy than the usual "I am in shitty mood today so shut it. No one is lagging behind in my class."

She did it again compressing today's lesson in 45 minutes ignoring lots of questions in the process. It will do, you hope.

Mr. Quinith was waiting outside the class. Your Human history teacher enjoyed a cup of tea while other students settled down "We done now? Our next lesson has many foreign human and Orc names , some are hard on even elven tongues. I had to consult an old friend of mine so i won't misspell something by accident."

"The Jian-Ho region. Anyone knows anything about it?" He asked already expecting silence. Vlan , the brightest boy in the class, didn't answer from some reason.

"Of course..." Mr. Quinith sighed. He continued to provide further information in the next two hours. Supposedly, it was one the hardest regions to 'conquer' with only human and orc natives well adjusted to their mountainous environment. A human king by the name of Luogn Nantasru (The herald of green) was famously known for uniting all orc and human clans against elven supremacy. It was shamefully known to elves as the Fairdele M'olfaraal Or the flopping fish campaign; many soldiers had died from exhaustion, falls from high elevations and the most dangerous wildlife there. It did set a new standards for the soldiers afterwards.

Many argue about the diplomatic brilliance of the king who , after almost 42 years of constant 'fighting' that pretty lead to nothing, signed the Silk-sky treaty out of strength and respect to the long eared foes not the other way around. His actions led to the total autonomy of the region till this day with no city state governing it.

Today, the Jian-Ho region is an industrial beast . Strong and self Sufficient enough to go toe-to-toe with other elven giants. There had been an attempt to reconquer the region once more half a decade ago. This brief war ended quickly when other city states intervened (Excluding Nileth who remained neutral). The offenders were sanctioned and had to pay hefty reparations for years.

"Again, I am reminding you of an upcoming exam at the end of the month . It will be the final exam on human history before changing to Orc history . Don't take it lightly."

He had finished about 10 minutes earlier. What a strange system, why didn't they put all the histories in one subject with one exam instead of cutting it like that? Weird.

>Read the weekly Erebus
>Speak with ____ [Yvaal, Shiwe, Vlan, Monamon, Kolamon]
>Taunt/Tease Mr. Clementine for the kicks of it
>Check your phone
>Write in

>>3103136
other than today's biology and elven plus human history final exam? no
you can check the archives if you want. i may have missed what you are referring to

>>3103240
>Read the weekly Erebus

>>3103301
It wasn't very interesting at the first glance, more drug awareness talk and some interview with a Lokk player who had graduated from here 5 years ago. The alluring search for the 5000 pon treasure still continues with little success.

However, there was an article about a food company which is interested in performing some field testing with an experimental product, if you want to apply, you should talk to Mr. Kluxiv.

The industrial park was discussed in details, Moruthar 'Pipeman' Goran was brought up many times in the article. A janitor turned serial-killer who had over 20 victims or more. All of them were wives or children of men working in Orfiel. He was about to be caught when the disaster struck seven years ago. Nileth police department said that it will continue the search for his presumable irradiated corpse in the endless rusty bowels of abandoned factories , sewers and infrastructures once more. A picture of an ugly waste of skin was at the bottom of the article. No wonder he turned to a killer with that face.

Is it possible for untouched places in the park even after these years? he could have been one of the many unidentified corpses pulled out in the aftermath but if that was the case then why he is brought up again? They are probably filling some space in the newspaper, can't have a blank spot.

Mr. Ludwill had Miss Shalquoir with him, both were very, very excited with a fearsome surprise.

"Don't get too close or she'll bit your fingers off, only joking!" She was holding a small pot with a strange kind of carnivorous plant. Red twirling leaves and a gaping maw brimmed with actual razor sharp teeth. It was almost as if it was self aware.

The Albino orc was so excited about this, most of the class were disgusted by its slithering black tongue licking the air every couple of seconds "Old friend Jaglioth has given me the permission to show you one of my most valuable prizes... the Vitae fossorulata or the life sapper in all of her glory. A live demonstration is always my preferred method of teaching. "

The dryad gently stroke its stalk which changed its colours in a blink, Your biology teacher offer it a small piece of meat "A marvelous biological wonder with 11% similar genetic sequence to most dyrads. An offshoot stunt in evolution, secluded for millions of years on a small island...a perfect entry in next class' topic."

The strange plant squirmed from the daylight, Mr Ludwill closed the curtain for it "Anyone brave enough to make contact? One in a lifetime experience, children."

>Raise your hands with others
>Do nothing, not worth your time or fingers

>>3103382
>Raise your hands with others
Scars give character

>>3103397
Few raised their hands actually, Kolamon lower his halfway through awkwardly, the slits on his face started to pulsate in an erratic pattern. You were the first one on the chopping block, Shiwe gave you a thumbs up while Yvaal had her camera phone at the ready.

"Ah, Jeremiah. Come closer," Mr. Ludwill put the pot on the deck "The key to shatter any hostile intent is patience, approach her too quickly and she will consider your a charging predator...do it too slowly and she will lose intrest."

"Take this," Miss Shalquoir gave you a peace offering "No sudden moves, let her lick your hand. It is her method of communication."

>Go for it [roll 1d100]
>get back to your desk. This is too risky.
>write in

going to sleep now. Thank you for playing!

Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>3103435
>>Go for it [roll 1d100]

Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>3103435
Go!

Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>3103435
>Go for it [roll 1d100]
Oh no, rolls, my secret weakness

>>3103446
>>3103482
>>3103494
Your careful approach to the plant has netted you its respect and some slight affection after it slurped the piece of meat from your hand. More did the same thing, despite its appearance, the life sapper was pretty docile. You would almost believe those teeth were for show. Not a single accident had occurred, thankfully. Mr. Ludwill had reminded the students to bring their plants tomorrow, it was almost a month already. Time flies so fast.

You went to the bathroom to wash your hands, the slimely drool of the plant was starting to harden. Mr. Quinith had just flushed the toilet, he came from the stall and washed his hands.

"Perfect timing." he exclaimed "I was going to ask the prefect of your class but you'll suffice. Can you inform your friends and fellows about a meeting with a faux of an historian called Tyrann Coshletter next Thursday? from 9 to 12 in the morning. I have no clue why our fine principal accepted the dryad's offer in the first place...the man is spouting lies and made up facts. 'Second Nilethian human purge' what a pile of rubbish..." He expressed his distaste for the dryad.

>I will, sir.
>Wasn't that the same guy from the battle of Sier , Mr. Quinith? My friend Vlan talked about him
>No offense, but who cares? No one will waste their only free day on nonsense.
>You don't want him to come to the academy?
>Write in

>>3104894
>I will, sir.

>>3104894
>I will, sir.

>>3105064
"Thank you, I sincerely wish for the clown to have no audience." The teacher left the bathroom in a hurry without drying his hands. True, Mr Qunitih was verbal about it but he is a angel compared to Mr. Tharanel ...or Miss Yuragos.

_____

Kolamon was already speaking with Yvaal by the time you caught up with them in the courtyard "Zeremiah, come!"

"Here is the man of the hour," The elf handled you the petition flyer. Miss reporter did her homework it seemed, Both the petition's design and its actual content were top notch, She took quotes from famous figures and wrote down the demands in a formal and mature way. There were some links as well to verify some of the points she mentioned. There was no personal attack on Miss Yuragos herself which of itself was a great bonus.

"What do you think?" Yvaal was anticipating your response.

>You sure about this? We are about to make something drastic.
>You outdid yourself, congrats
>Written like a true revolutionary
>Let's hope it just works
>Too much words, we wanted it simple and easy for everyone
>Write in

>>3105137
>You outdid yourself, congrats

>>3105137
>You outdid yourself, congrats

>>3105173
>>3105140

"Thanks!" She pulled out more flyers from her backpack. There were at least enough flyers for every student in the academy if not more "The second part of our master plan is in the works. We obviously need everyone in our year to sign the petition."

"I am sure the elves here would sign in right away."

"Come on, really?? I am on your side. " Yeah, that was uncalled for.

Slightly annoyed, She continued "I can see some ways we can get this done: We can put one on the bulletin board and let anyone come to us passively-"

"And let shitheads like Hioelke tear it up? no way."

"Let me finish," She squinted her eyes "Less noise can be good for our cause. We can actively go for each class to ask for a sign up...buuut you two are awful with representation so it will fall on me to do most of the job." Yvaal wasn't wrong, she can have her way everyone was a somewhat charismatic elven girl. There are exceptions to this rule of course.

"But...constant asking... Valkimon-Kiyah , lots of buzz. Many may not like it." Kolamon had a point too; shoving the petition down everyone's throat can be annoying.

"Which is why we have the nuclear option : Asking for a permission to distribute them during the break in a small stand or something next to Waxwell for more exposure. " It was a more direct approach but still within passive territories; they come to you not the other way around. Getting a permission from the principal might not be an easy task.

You were the first to voice your opinion

>We post it on the bulletin, if assholes tore it down, we will put another one.
>I like actively going for other students, way faster than waiting for a hundred years
>We go for the stand. Less obnoxious than nagging around.
>Don't think other teachers can help us on this one, huh?
>I got another plan, how about....
>Write in

>>3105244
>We go for the stand. Less obnoxious than nagging around.
From what i remembered the principal likes us, so it shouldn't be TOO hard.

>>3105244
>We go for the stand. Less obnoxious than nagging around.

>>3105308
>>3105312
"Jaglioth route huh? If we are doing this then it has to be pixie-free."

"What?" He was visibly confused.

"The principal doesn't like your kind. You spoke of you and Monamon like some criminals on your first day , man. I am with Yvaal on this one." You stated it rather bluntly.

"Don't you worry, you can still support us behind the curtains. It will take a lot of convincing from our side to get it." Yvaal assured him "I will first arrange a meeting with the principal; we want him on his best mood, fellow revolutionaries."

"You two are awfully getting close to each other, " You turned back to see an elf with a short jet black hair and one hell of a resting bitch face, the black rimmed glasses emphasized her overall disgust.

"Whats the matter , Olithe? Couldn't finishyour article? You had a full week for it , babe" Yvaal gave her an equally obnoxious smile.

"You are real cute. You know that? Keep it up, maybe one day you will be half as good me. Now.... " her voice trailed off "...what do we have here? A newshound , A drug dispenser , a round ear and lots paper...i wonder, I wonder. Is this my next article before me?"

>I'll call the prefects for this, go away
>[Insult the elf in a similar fashion or worse]
>Fuck off, go and gossip somewhere else
>[Make up some lie]
>We got nothing to hide [Give her a flyer]
>[Let Yvaal handle this]
>Write in

>>3105406
>>[Let Yvaal handle this]

>>3105406
>Write in
"I'd love to hear what glorified lies you come up with in place of an actual story."

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3105434
>>3105444

>>3105434
>>3105444
"Here is a headline for you: A total bitch gets exposed for twisting a heartwarming story. How's that?"

"It is called Journalism, sweetie. Not that you know anything about it. Now if you will excuse me..." Her slender fingers went for one of the flyers.

"S-stop." Kolamon grabbed her wrist firmly, his wings buzzing fast enough to sweep some dust on the ground.

"You seriously trying to stop me, drug boy? I can scream at the top of lung right now. Sexually harassing pixie? That will leave a bad record. Hands. off."

Yvaal had to step in, yanking the flyer out of his hand and separating the two "You wanna play dirty? Fine by me, but don't involve anyone else."

"Is everything alright?" Lian Shi came closer, still unsure about what was going on.

"We are fine, Just having a friendly bet." It was amazing who Olithe could change her altitude in a blink of an eye. Yvaal played along to keep the prefect away.

Once Olithe was gone, Yvaal whispered "No talking about any of this until we get the permission. Understand?"

>You got it.
>You seriously scared from Olithe? What is the worst thing she can do?
>I knew you did something to that article. You couldn't just play fair and square.
>Write in

>>3105530
>You got it.

>>3105530
>You got it.

>>3105561
>>3105572
The three of you dispersed so you won't attract further attention. The break was almost over, you headed up stairs for the biology test, it should be easy with all the studying from earlier.

Stopping here for now, thank you for playing!

>>3105581
Thanks for running

>>3105561
>>3105572
"Everyone, please take your seats. The exam will start in five minutes." Miss Shalquoir looked more serious than the usual. You sat down, the paper was already on your desk. Essay questions? really?

"Miss Shalquoir, May i?" You made sure everyone was around so you can say it once. You have done your part.

The class showed different reactions to the exam paper, few were optimistic. Vlan remained confident, only dropping the book he was reading at the last moment. Monamon was extremely anxious, her brother was just the same to a lesser degree.

"No cheating, you are all better than that." said Miss Shalqouir. Here eyes were on her watch "3...2...1...go!"

>Roll 1d150 to see how well Jeremiah did in the exam, A decent bonus will be added thanks to his previous study

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>3107066

Rolled 55 (1d150)

>>3107066
>>3107479
Wow my bad.

Rolled 59 (1d150)

>>3107066
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!

>>3107479
>1d150

>>3107482
>>3107480
one more roll please.

Rolled 143 (1d150)

>>3107499

>>3107515
Nice save

>>3107515
>>3107479
>>3107480
It felt intimidating at first but everything was slowly coming back, the only tricky question was at the bottom which you have successfully answered. Someone to your right took a sneak peek at your paper but Miss Shalquoir caught him real quick and marked his paper with -20 next to his name, ouch.

"Have you finished?" You nodded, generally, revising too much will make your remove the right answer for a wrong one. It happened to you so many times in the past.

Vlan was idly waiting outside, he has finished early, same as you "A decent exam, though i prefer shorter essays."

>I aced it, you?
>How's your cousin?
>[Share your answers with him]
>what were you reading earlier?
>So Vlan, About the chess thing...
>Write in

>>3107570
>what were you reading earlier?
Are we back up?

>>3107570
>what were you reading earlier?

>>3107570
>what were you reading earlier?
Wouldn't hurt to ask and it's literally better than asking him about his cousin.

>>3107776
>>3107814
>>3108053
"The trials of the celestial man. Written by an elven philosopher hundreds of years ago. It focuses on exploring one's true self among other light spiritual themes."

"Cool, I am not that much of a reader though."

"It is fine. Each to his own. " He shifted the subject " I heard Hioelke got a strike after groping your E.M.A teacher... I'll admit, not having him in our class brings peace to my mind. Rude, Vulgar and desperate." said Vlan monotonously.

"Desperate? for what?"

"Pons obviously," he stated "Orfiel is a paradise reopened for illegal activities hidden away from the watchful eyes of the police. I mean, the whole place is one third the size of the city stay. I'll give 2-3 years for all the factories to be functional again, it will be a very slow process."

You didn't agree with Vlan, Mr. Clementine is a certified asshole but he wouldn't cross the law with his delicate situation, right?

The exam was finally over, you saw a lot of perturbed faces. Monamon didn't do too good by the looks of it. Everyone was tired after a long day, Mr. Kluxiv went easy on the class with a small demonstration on various stitching techniques. He left the more important bits next time.
___________

You stopped at the courtyard to tie your shoelaces. It was 5:21 by now. Damn, you were hungry again. Waxwell is still open...

>Buy some noodles from Waxwell
>Head to the subway, find out more about their daily/monthly prices
>Go to Uri square, have some fun.
>Go to Ika , buy another outfit
>Return to the pods
>Go to The slop to earn some pons
>write in

>>3109228
>Return to the pods
Return, Make Food, Study for something.

>>3109724
Yeah this +1

>>3109228
Supporting >>3109724

continuing when i wake up
>>3109724
>>3109813
>>3109876
You took your last free bus ride back to the pods. The place was quieter than the usual, not many were around it seemed. Your grumbling stomach commanded you to cook something. Miss Lilim , your guardian , has taught you how to make meat loaves though frankly you were starting to get sick from eating the same bulky meal. Your mind is begging for some variety.

You still had unprepared tender treats and vegetables in the refrigerator buut you haven't cooked them before. The brownsticks sounds easier on paper; just wrap the tender meat in honey and fry it according to miss Lilim. The High Kromm stew is another story...

>Make Brownsticks/High Kromm/More Loaves on your own [specify amount , refer to >>3102935]
>Try something new using what you have [specify]
>Ask Miss Lilim/Anyone around for help.
>Make some coco instead and go study [specify subject]
>write in

>>3109903
>Ask Miss Lilim/Anyone around for help.

>>3109903
>>Ask Miss Lilim/Anyone around for help.

>>3109903
>Ask Miss Lilim/Anyone around for help.

>>3109913
>>3110053
>>3110431
Miss Lilim was too busy for you at the moment, there was an orc who agreed to help you out with the brownsticks. You prepared all of your tender treats, it was more of a snack then an actual meal but hey, it tastes great. You gave the guy who helped you two on the house.

"Gimme!" As if the smell itself spawned Cassandra from the unknown, she yanked one right away without asking " I like it!" She twirled out of the kitchen as fast as she appeared. You on the other hand sat in the garden with a subject to study.

It was....

>Choose a subject

>>3113588
History

Also, what day is It?

>>3114134
Friday, 31st of January

>>3114134
Human history sounds like the right thing to study at the moment with the exam and all. You burned through the pages for three hours or so, you checked your phone, It was 8:26 PM. The night was bitter and cold, you had to wear socks to stay warm. Miss Stag did buy you some quality stuff and you are thankful for it.

"Yo Jay, Got a sec?" Ronk finally showed up, he has been cooped up inside his pod ever since he came back.

"Sure, what is it?" you asked , distant siren echoing in the square.

"I...." his tongue got knotted, "I need some pons... a hundred sounds good, ill pay you back in a few days. Miss EL can't know about this."

>Is this about your dad again?
>i am in a really tight spot right. Sorry Ronk
>Dude, come on. We're like brothers [Give him the pons]
> You will pay me back 120 pons, right?
>write in

>>3114173
>Dude, come on. We're like brothers, I’ll give you pons but I wanna know what going on and if I can help. [Give him the pons]

>>3114290
+1

>>3114290
>>3114559
"You are the man!" his face brightened up "Gotta spend money to earn some."

"Yeah, but what for?"

"I'll tell ya later." Not a second later, Miss Lilim barged out of her room visibly stressed "Everyone, get inside now!"

"You Okay Mis-" Your guardian didn't have time for anything. She rounded up everyone inside the lounge, frantically calling others working/having fun on the phone.

All the confusion was gone when you watched the live broadcast "...suspects have evaded the second road block, The pursuit continues. Our latest report confirms 12 Injuries , 3 of them are critical. No further casualties."

"...This unnamed group of terrorists have successfully kidnapped an elven official who was involved in the execution of the orc Gragash Ogke Kotreem. Citizens are advised to stay indoors for their safety."


"This is getting too tiresome...solving violence with violence isn't going to fix anything." an elf expressed his thoughts. For the first time, you saw Miss Lilim cocking her handgun, cold sweat trailing on her temple. You can hear more and more sirens in the neighborhood. The live feed showed an armored SUV being chased by at least 20 police cars with two helicopters in the skies.

>Calm Miss Lilim down
>Watch the pursuit in silence
>Speak with____ share your thoughts with them
>Write in

>>3115593
>Calm Miss Lilim down

>>3115593
>Calm Miss Lilim down

>>3115593
>Calm Miss Lilim down