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You open a single eye and awake from a dream that you can only partially remember, for a moment you have a vague recollection of a cat but it too soon fades away. You try to open your other eye but find that it comes much harder, at best it opens up partially before the weight of your eye lid shuts it close again. You try to rub the sleep out of your eye but your arm doesn’t obey. It feels numb, you can feel its weight as you try to lift it but not much else. You try your other arm but it too is slow to answer. As you awaken more you begin too realize that your entire body feels numb, in fact, you cant even feel your legs at all. You try to wiggle your toes and even kick your feet. But you get no signal, no reassurance that you haven’t been pluralized. This feeling is not isolated in your legs and arms however, this numbness propagates throughout your entire being. Even your tongue is numb, you try to lull your jaw in fear of chewing on your own tongue. If this command was heeded, it is unknown to you. As you cant even feel your own jaw. The only thing you seem to have command over is a single eyelid. Fear tries to grip you, but it cannot exist for long in the twilight in which you reside. Constantly you drift from the real world into the dream world then back, and as time passes stray thoughts seep into you mind. Where is Jackson? Where is Nathalie? Where are you? All important, but none can solidify in time before you drift off again.

Eventually the numbness in your body is replaced by a pricking feeling all along your skin, blood flows into the tips of your extremities and you slowly can feel your body again. Thoughts eventually become more clear, and you are finally able to survey your surroundings. You’re in a room with white walls, a large window opens up the small space to the sun. Other then the bed you are occupying, a few small tables make up the remaining furnishings. You look down upon your naked body to find it once again covered in bandages, your old wounds seems to have healed only to be replaced with fresh ones. Your left arm has been placed in a sling, although you are having trouble remembering how, you instinctively know its broken. You manage to sit up in the bed, but its hard fought. Your body feels fragile, as if at any moment, it could shatter.

As more time passes the tingling pricks fade away and they are replaced by pain and soreness. Every inch of your body sends a signal of pain, either from burns or bruises. But the greatest pain that manifests is in your head, it feels like a dagger has been stabbed into your brain. You still cant remember exactly how you ended up here, but you are slowly piecing it together. Did you manage to save Nathalie? You don’t know, but you do know that what ever happened, had happened without you. On the other end of the room you can see some clothing, its not your clothing, but its something. Your instinct is to flee, but your brain tells you to rest.

>What do?

>>3425292
Let us rest, if we can call for someone do, if not try to take that book beside us and take a look at it

>>3425292
Nice to see you back

>>3425317
This

I hope they recognize what we did, without us Nat would be dead

>>3425292
Is our bag around? At least put our big fucking knife under our pillow

>>3425417
No, your bag / clothing / weapons are no where to be found.

>>3425429
Well then, rest and maybe call

"Nat? Someone? Anyone?

>>3425478
Important tho, cover ourselves with the blankets before doing it

>>3425317
Sounds good, check the book

If its our book try to draw someone, the cat, or Nat

>>3425478
Yer call out to people

Roll me one d20

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>3425739

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>3425739

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>3425739

Sigh, I see our luck on the dice hasn't improved, at least we are not in danger here. Damn, when will we see our friends?

>>3425767
Hey, how can you say we are unlucky? We got an awesome streight 234. Those are way difficult to roll kek

>>3425767
At frist i was like you but then i went the way of >>3425774
Combine them and we get 9

For the first time in your life, you let yourself relax in unfamiliar territory. You choose to trust who ever put you here and ignore the survival instinct that rages within you. You recall the last time you found yourself waking in a room with all your wounds wrapped in bandages. You had crawled out the window in order to escape, only for it to turn out that your captors were actually your friends. So you instead lay back and try to sleep away the pain. Unfortunately for you, the pain in your head is strong and refuses to let you sleep. Yet you still make the attempt, doing your best not to move your broken arm too much you lay back into bed, cover yourself in the blanket, and rest as best as you can.

An hour or two later, you find yourself fully awake and fully aware. Your recollection of events has been slowly forming, and you remember everything up until entering the house. Your worry for Nathalie grows steadily, even though you know nothing you can do now will effect anything. Still, the thought forces you awake, and to sit back up in your bed. Soon, you find yourself fidgeting with your bandages and arm sling. In an attempt to pass the time you pick up the book on the table next to you and examine it. It appears to be a [Fracture Handbook], only about half the pages of the book seem to have been filled out. The pages that have been filled are full of messy hand written notes on the bone structure of both humans and farm animals, as well as some very crude drawings. Someone probably used this to guide them in setting your arm, you even find a page on exactly that. You are surprised someone was able to follow the illustrations though, you wish you had a pencil to redraw the contents of this haphazard book. But you don't, so you have nothing to do but sit and wait for someone to come see to you. You consider calling out, but you feel too awkward. The best you manage is so inaudible that not even you can hear it.

Luckily, about an hour later, a maid does show up. At first you think it is Mary, but then you suddenly remember what happened to her. You didn’t have a chance to throw up then, and you strongly consider doing so now. The only thing that stops you is just how embarrassing it would be to do so. You are already at your limit being naked underneath the sheets. The woman notices you awake and is immediately startled. ”Ooh- your awake” you try to ask her about Nathalie, but are to afraid to hear the answer. ”I-Im going to get someone please relax, it will just be a minute please wait” , and as quickly as she entered she has left. You take this as a clue to your whereabouts. You are probably inside the fortress again, its the only place you have seen servants.

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As promised, someone does eventually arrive, its Jeraldo himself! He enters the room and takes a good look at you before surveying the room for a moment, he then walks back out. When he does return, he does so with a small stool. He places it right next to you and takes a seat. He is alone, none of his usual entourage of guards seem to be with him. You want to ask him about Nathalie, but you are still too afraid. Especially considering Nathalie is his doughtier. ”Do you know who you are?” he asks.
You node your head, ”Im Kae”
”Do you know where you are? Do you know how you got here?”
”I think this is the fortress, Im not sure how I got here”
He looks pretty satisfied with your answer
”Jackson carried you here, along with my daughter”
You perk up, allowing yourself some hope
”is she...?”
”perfectly fine, not a scratch on here.”
you breath a great sigh of relief
”So you knew she was kidnapped? I had assumed as much, I didn’t think Jackson finding her and rescuing her was a pure coincidence. On one hand, I believe that I owe you some gratitude for the part you played in her rescue. But on the other, I cant help but wonder how much preemptive knowledge you had of her plan to escape the fortress.”
You don’t admit to anything, but your face sells you out. Luckily for you, Jeraldo doesn’t seem to linger on the topic. While you try and rest he starts to explain your condition to you.
”Other then the obvious busing and burns you have a broken humerus, it has been fractured close to the base here”
He touches your arm near the elbow and you winch from the pain.
”So do your best not to move it until it heals and never take it out of the sling and brace, the prognosis is two months. Other then that... ”
he places his hand on your head
”seven stitches, the doctor didn’t think you would ever wake up, but I knew better. It wont look pretty but you have quit the mop on your head, it shouldn’t be visible.

>what do / say?

>>3425881
"It was a hard fight....can I see her?"

>>3425881
Can I have my things back?

What happens to me now?

Tell him we did what we could and that we would like our book back

>>3426013
what book?

>>3426023
Our sketchbook, it should be in our bag, if it still exists

>>3425881
Ask to see Natalie and Jackson.

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Ask for a mirror

>>3425881
I was a prisoner would any of you beviled me if i told you about it at all?

Will i be able to stay here and not be in jail?

>>3426313
Would you have told him if you weren't a prisoner?

>>3425974
>>3426049
“By the looks of you, I have no doubt. Unfortunately, Nathalie is grounded to her room in perpetuity.”
[bushmen]Your not sure what he is saying
”perpe-tuity?”
”Forever, for all time, without end. When she gets married it will be in her room and her children will be grounded in her room with her and when she is gone her children's children will be grounded in an everlasting legacy of grounding.”
”You wont let me see her then?”
”In time. I believe you of all people have earned that right. But you see there is a lesson that must be taught here, even if the grounding fails to hold. I would prefer Nathalie to sweat it out a few more days before finding out that you are well. She must come to see that her actions have a greater affect on the people around her. I didn’t expect you to recover so quickly.”
“I see...”
”In case you were wondering, its been three days since Jackson brought you back”

>>3426049
”You are free to see Jackson, I think you should in fact. He has locked himself in the room we have provided for the past three days. Maybe he will come see you now that you’re awake, or maybe you should wait to see him when you are feeling a bit better. Either way its up to you, but I recommend staying in bed for now.”

>>3426013
>>3426033
>>3426313
He looks around the room
”Im not sure where your things are but you are free to have them, ill tell the maid assigned to you to bring you what ever you need. As for what happens now, thats up to you. You’re no longer a prisoner here, and I have decided to not get further involved in what ever Jackson has gotten himself wrapped up in. Its hard to build a case against a man that saved your daughter, even harder to keep a grudge. If you are looking for some advice, I would recommend staying put for the next few days and enjoy the hospitality. After you are ready to vacate this room we will prepare a guest room for you. If you wish to stay with us for the long term and need work, I’m sure I can find something for a woman as tenacious as you to do.”

>>3426296
”Sure”
He gets up from the stool and leaves the room for a minute before returning with a hand mirror. Without sitting back down he passes it to you.
”Is there anything else I can do for you?

>what do/say?

>>3426484
I suppose we should stick around for a few days so we can regain our strength and see Nathalie.

In the mean time, I guess let’s ask Jeraldo if he can send Jackson over. It’d be nice to hear what happened from his POV after we got knocked the fuck out

>>3426484
>He gets up from the stool and leaves the room for a minute before returning with a hand mirror

>You have yet to find a mirror to better investigate the mystery object that has been attached to you since your last encounter with the wurm.

Cool, check your reflection out for physical and spritual ailment, is the collar there?

>>3426484
Speak to him about the failure to save his maid.

>>3426495
This, rest for a few days before we try to sneak into her room just to keep tradition and get her by surprise.

Ask for clothes for the maid and help to put them on, damn this will be awkward, miss Mary terrbly while doing it.
When the other maid arrive ask her to check Mary's room for a drawing we made, we should keep that.

If Jackson comes to visit us ask what happened when we were out and if when we made the demon fall in dreamscape if something happened.

And its about time he explains to us why he turn into such an asshole because of that helmet, I think its safe to say Kae is suspicious of the thing

>>3426484
Let our arm heal
Talk to Jackson

>>3426730
this, rest enough to be able to sneak and see Nat, get some clothes and if Jack arrives ask him what's the deal with the helmet, that shit was terrible on his part but let's not mention it too much because I think he is already feeling a lot guilty for trying to leave Kae and Nat behind so many times on the course of that thing

>>3426975
oh, and if a crow taps on the window let it come in, he at least tried to help us

>>3426484
>Examine reflection
>Go talk to Jackson
>Nathalie may not be able to leave her room, and we may not be able to see her, but if we were to talk through her door there would probably be no rules broken going by Jeraldos literal words.

>>3427768
Backing this,
>Nathalie may not be able to leave her room, and we may not be able to see her, but if we were to talk through her door there would probably be no rules broken going by Jeraldos literal words.
It's just autistic for it to fit Kae.

>>3429013
I kinda am against it, if we are going I think we should get inside, we broke a lot of way more dangerous rules before, we should try to sneak in and surprise her, like we did before she escaped

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You can't really think of much more to ask at this moment. News of Nathalies successful rescues and the added bonus of freedom is more then you could have hoped for. Yet, oddly enough you still feel empty. [green]”Can you tell Jackson that I would like to see him?” [/green] you ask, and [blue]”I'll send some one right away”[/blue] is Jeroldo's apt reply. He waits for a moment to see if you have anything else to ask. When it becomes apart that you don’t, he gives you a small curtsy bow before leaving. Alone in the room, you are left with your thoughts. They drift one way then the other as you look out the window. The sunbeams into your room brightly on what should be a cold autumn day. You close your eyes and think of Mary, you wanted to apologize to Jeraldo for having failed her. Yet when the time came, the words got stuck in your throat. The cool breeze strings your cheeks as the tears start to flow. You can't help but cry, there is so much sadness in the world and the poison has built up inside you for too long. Sometimes there isn’t anything you can do but let it all out. Mary is now the third person you were powerless to save...
Three days later, and you are already up and about. Your physician insisted on you resting for at least two weeks, but even the pain in your head has become nothing more than a small dull pain. Your legs are hardy, and your bones can sustain your weight. For you, that's good enough! It has upset you that Jackson didn’t come to visit you at all while you were resting, and even more so that Nathalie doesn’t even know you are awake probably. Maybe that's why you ended up getting out of bed so early. Either way, you are up and nothing is going to put you back into bed; fingers crossed.
All your old clothing has been provided, as well as an entirely new set of leather. A gift from Jeraldo himself, the boots and pants are of quite high quality. The shirt is short sleeved, to better accommodate your arm. You are not sure how you feel about the ensemble, but decide to wear it around for a bit anyway. Also, it was the set the maid dressed you in, so you didn’t have much say in the matter. You are still getting used to living with only one arm, but luckily it's your off hand that has been crushed. You use your little hand mirror as best as you can to clean yourself up, but as usual, you can't help but use it to take a look at your neck. You have a strange phantom feeling like something should be there, but every inspection returns the same empty results. There is simply nothing around your neck.

>additional note: Kae doesn’t remember her dreams, so that means she doesn’t remember the [DreamScape], she only has a very vague recollection.

>Go see Nathalie first
>Go see Jackson first

>>3431386

>Go see Nathalie first

Obviously, after going through so much shit to save her.

>>3431386
>Go see Nathalie first

Well, Jackson knows we are ok and he could have come here in the last 3 days, Nat on the other hand is probably worried sick, let's sneak up on her room.

>>3431386
>Go see Jackson first

Bros before hoes

>>3431386

>Go see Nathalie first

>>3431386
>Go see Nathalie first
Time to lewdly ambush our friend again.

>>3431509
>implying Jackson isn't a murder hoe
>>3431386
>Go see Nathalie first

>>3431386
>see Jackson

>>3431386
>>Go see Nathalie first

>>3431386

>Go see Nathalie first
Get inside her room

Rip OP.

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>>3437907
Im not dead, last exam was today and i got hit by someone else's range bann this weekend. Im working on the update as we speak.

>>3438053
Looking forward to it :)

You take your first step out of the infirmary ward, and step into the barracks. You actually didn’t realize that this is where your room was located. But in hindsight, it explains all the noise. You leave most of your things with the maid, who reassures you that all your things will be moved to your guest room over at the main building. With nothing left to fret over you head downstairs.

The barracks is surprisingly empty. There is about two men still in the mess hall eating a late breakfast, but other then that it seems that all hands have been put to work. You take a quick look around out of morbid curiosity. After all, you have been sleeping in the proximity of so many BOYS. There is something oddly curious about the thought, you wonder how boys live their lives. Your uncle, and even Jackson, don't really count, they are too old. [bushmen] You remember, the wild boys acted... different... But your Uncle forbid you to play with them. Your musing eventually lead you to start poking around the sleeping area. Taking a good look around but fearing to actually touch anything with your hands, you cant help but notice how very very messy boys seem to be. You quickly start to become embarrassed at the mess and smells. A general musky odour clings to just about everything and under garments lay about wherever they please. Your brain tells you that its time to leave, but oddly enough, your curiosity keeps you around. Its only when you hear the sound of the occupants returning do you leave. Doing your best to look nonchalant, you slide past the surprised men and give them your best imitation of a salute. Before turning the corner and dashing out the building at full speed.

Your main goal is to find Nathalie, Jackson can wait. Having had some time to think it over, you decide that Jackson not coming to visit you was very rude. [Female] So you take it upon yourself to take a silent revenge on him, that revenge manifests in the form of snubbing him in return. With not much to do in the medical ward, you had been coming up with all sorts of plans to sneak up on Nathalie again. You had quite the fun time of it the last time you spooked her, and thought it may be fun to do so again. So you wander through the courtyard in the general direction of Nathalies window...

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Walking through the fortress you cant help but notice all the people that have taken residence inside. Many makeshift homes and tents have been build to house the newly homeless and those that fear another attack. You never really gave them very much thought while recuperating, but the more you walk among the displaced the worse you feel. You cant blame yourself though, large scale battle and the aftermath of it is pretty new to you. [Rogue] You “accidentally” overhear a few conversations. It seems moral is pretty low and many people are blaming Jeraldo for their predicament. ”He should have seen this coming!” and ”He should have done more to prevent it!” are common sentiments. But on the flip side, you also overhear a story citing Jackson as a heroic savour of a woman and her baby from a burning building. You don’t remember that happening, perhaps he did it while rescuing you and Nathalie...

Eventually you reach your destination, the wall housing Nathalie's bedroom window. Although, as you rub your broken arm, the wall somehow seems to be a much higher then you remember it. To make matters worse, you spot some guards holding vigil underneath her window. They sort of look like the guards that were guarding you. You start to feel that, perhaps, sneaking into Nathalies room with a broken arm is a bad idea. So you swap over to plan B.

Going up through the main entrance you make your way to Nathalie's room from the inside. Where you find MORE guards. Worse yet, you get the funny feeling that these are the exact same guys that Jackson threw around when he came to break you out. Feeling incredibly awkward you make your way over to them anyway. Keeping your head down you hope they don’t realize who you are or try and interact with you. Unfortunately, a few steps closer to Nathalie's door and they start to look right at you. You instinctively try to cover your head and face with your safety cloaks hood, but you don’t actually have it. Doing your best to pretend they are not looking directly at you, you press against Nathalie's door and give it a knock. ”GO AWAY, IM INDECENT” comes Nathalie's voice from the other side. You’re not sure what to say exactly, the two men hovering over you are starting to be much more then you can handle... ”Lady Kae” one of the guards begins in a low whisper. OH GOD, that VOICE, you know this guard. This guard is DEFINATLY one of the guards Jackson beat up and he was defiantly one of your jailers. The situation is quickly becoming far too overwhelming for your weak social skills to handle. ”Commander Jeraldo informed us that you would be arriving today. He has given you permission to enter if you wish, the door is unlocked.”

>what do?

>>3438349
>"Do you mind if i enter?"

>>3438427
Backing this, but also say
>it's me, Kae.

>>3438349
>Barge in
>"What does 'indecent' mean?"

>>3439205
This, but clise the door behind us so they don't see us

>>3438349
>>3438349
>Get in and close the door behind us

"Surprise Nat."

Let' hug her tight, we haven't had the chance

>>3439670
>>3439205
>>3438349
This or this.

>>3438349
>enter and close the door

We can't stay in the hallway with the guards Jackson beat up, it's too awkward.

We know Nat said for us to Get away but we can apologize after the stumble accidently lewdly on her

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You’re not sure what Nathalie means by “indecent”. Yet no mater what angle you look at it from, Nathalie is at the very least “decent”. Additionally, every second you spend with these guards in the hallway, is an extra second in which you may suffer a panic attack. With the power of that reasoning behind you, the choice whether or not to stay out in the hall way, or walk into her room anyway is pretty easy to make. So you give the guard the most forced smile possible, then enter the room as quickly as you can.

The first thing you hear upon entering the room is Nathalie's furious voice, ”I SAID I WAS INDECENT YOU- VILLAGE PERSON GET OUT GE- oh, Kae! Finally!”. Its funny how quickly her voice and attitude went from shrill harpy to gentle bunny. Usually, you have had the opposite effect on people. After turning away from the door and facing into the room you find Nathalie sitting in front of her mirror, stark naked and covering her breasts! This of course doesn’t bother you, as you have seen her naked before. But you cant help but wonder what she was doing and why she was doing it naked? For now just seeing her fills you with immense joy. Everyone has been telling you that she is just fine, but seeing her here and now with your own eyes finally puts your fears to rest. Oh sweet gentle Nathalie, your one and only friend, how you feared for her safety. How you put everything on the line for her, even your life. You threw everything you had in the rescue and here she is. The first person that you were able to rescue, the first person that you managed to save. You cant help but gulp down the emotion that is starting to build within you.

Nathalie gets up and starts looking around for her dress. ”What took so long Kae? I heard you have been up for the last three days. You could have sent a letter ya know? Geez you look worse then described, I hope you at least got a good hit on whoever got ya” . Nathalie seems to be in good spirits for someone who was kidnapped, drugged, and almost operated on. Recent events have not seem to have any effect on her mental state whatsoever. The same cant be said for you however, as you launch yourself across the room and embrace her. You squeeze her as tightly as you can with your current predicament. Nathalie does her best to reciprocate your hug, while minding your arm. You don’t give her a hug like you would your uncle, no you hold her CLOSE, you give her a deep hug that causes your stomachs to touch. As if you fear that she would disappear if you ever let her go again. Soon Nathalie starts to feel a bit awkward about being naked and begins to struggle against the overwhelming affection you are exerting. ”Im happy to see you too Kae, but let me pput on a dress! A-and you kind of stink like burned hair Kae you need another bath I think. Gross”. You of course wont have it, you are never letting go.

As she struggles you just hold her tighter. Eventually your legs go weak and you fall to your knees taking Nathalie down with you. Its at this point Nathalie notices that you are crying, and stops trying to fight you. Although she is not sure what to do in this situation. ”Im sorry, im so sorry Nat, im so sorry” you cry into her shoulder. She, of course, doesn’t get it, and probably never will. ”Im so sorry I couldn’t save Mary, I tried im so sorry you continue, and Nathalie tries to comfort you in return ”Kae, its not your fault, its the people who killed her that are to blame. You can't put the world on your back and blame yourself for the actions of other people, you are not responsible for every person who died.”. But you are beyond consultation, you just keep crying and apologizing. Even though you are much stronger then Nathalie, right now you feel so very, very, weak and small in her arms. As you press your face into her chest and continue crying she stops trying to explain away your feelings and just embraces you while petting your head. After some silent weeping, Nathalie suddenly starts to sing.



Fare thee well love, Fare thee well love
Far away, you must go
Take my heart love, Take my heart love
We will never meet, again no more
Far across love, Far across love
Over the mountains, and country wide
Take my heart love, Take my heart love
No one knows, the tears I’ve cried



You don’t know how much time passes in Nathalie's arms, even when you run out of tears you still cling to her.

>What do / say?

>>3441106
Spend some more time with her, she said we need a bath so maybe that's what we should do, like in the day we met.

Try to calm down and enjoy your time here,being close to her helps

Maybe even ask what she was doing, we are curious about that too.

>>3441106
Ask her if they hurt het
Ask what happens now
Ask what she was doing naked

Funny how the hound didn't come out for this, our sentimemt was too strong maybe

Keep hugging her, maybe join in whatever she was doing and ask how things are going now.

>>3441106
>"I was so worried about you"
>Ask if she could teach us to sing sometime

>>3441106
>Ask if she swings for sisters, if she catches your drift

OwO whats this?

>>3441106
Hey, this was the position where all the lewd things happened the other time around right? She asked us why and its was rilly why not? Lol

We should draw her when our arm is good again, or do we use the other one?

Take this somewhere more confi than the floor and spend time with her, see how she is after all that happened

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After an undetermined length of time syphoning good vibrations from Nathalie, you finally break the silence: ”So... uh... Why are you naked? . ”Oh, first of all: I was just inspecting my body. Second: You wont let me get dressed...” she answers like its the most obvious thing in the world. You wait for her to continue but she seems satisfied with her answer, ”...what were you looking for?”.
”I'm not sure, I have just been feeling weird. I thought maybe Its a burn somewhere or a bruise. I don't know.”
That worried feeling starts to creep back into your brain.
”Weird how? Can you be more specific? Does it hurt somewhere?
”Its hard to explain... I just have been feeling a little loopy since that day, they put something in my drink and I cant really remember much. The doctor said the feeling would go away after some time, but my skin just feels... itchy. And I have been having these weird dreams, the Doc said its a side effect from what ever I ingested.
You don't like the sound of any of that, so you start inspecting Nathalie yourself. Looking for any incisions or bruising, but you don’t really find anything but the odd scrape.
”Satisfied? she eventually asks. You’re not, but ultimately you are forced to give up. Nathalie takes this chance to pull away from you and get dressed. She puts on her standard dress and even a pair of pants.

Unable to escape the elephant in the room, you ask about her recent kidnapping. You try not to nag at her, but you cant help but wish that she listened to you and didn’t leave the fortress. She just sighs at you, ”You sound like my father! Look, n o t h i n g happened. You looked at me yourself, im FINE. Besides, how could I have known some crazy brigands would attack the town? What am I supposed to do? Hide under my bed in case the sky falls down on us tomorrow? I want to LIVE, and up until I was kidnapped, I was having the most fun I had since my mom died.”. Nathalie then expertly switches the topic of conversation and takes to talking about the harvest festival. As she talks, you mind churns. From the sound of things, what ever she ingested had made her forget the worst of her situation. Remembering what happened to Mary, you wonder if that is indeed for the best. Nathalie is as reckless as ever, and seems to have learned absolutely nothing. But on the other hand, she is still safe and innocent.

Nathalie looks to want to spend the rest of the day with you.

>Anything else you want to talk about with Nathalie?

Activities in quene
-Bath
-Draw Nathalie
-Ask Nathalie to teach you to sing.
-Attempt more sensual cuddling

>>3443285
Ask if she knew that man we killed, we think we had seen him before

And what are the dreamd about? Do we still remember the cat?

>>3443285
>that pic of Kae singing
Kek

Ask her how long will she have to stay here

>>3443337
>Ask her how long will she have to stay here
Explain? This is her home. Do you mean Kae?

>>3443319
>Do we still remember the cat?
Vaguely

>>3443342
in her room I meant

but now that you mentioned, ask how long can we stay too, our arm is kinda busted

>>3443347
>>3443342
stay in her room as in grounded, how long will her father keep her locked

>>3443285
Since Nat doesnt seem to wanna talk about the kidnapping, we might as well go for some bonding while our arm heals, with Nat now and later with Jackson

I still think we should give Jackson a big hug when we see him

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>>3443319
"Im not too sure actually, I forget the greater part of my dreams after I wake up usually. But I do remember they were unusual because while I was dreaming, I felt awake and after I wake up I feel like I'm still dreaming. Also, I was in my own dream, usually I dream about other people and places. Hmmm... Is that weird?"

>>3443354
"The old man grounded me! Can you believe that? If he wasn't so overbearing I wouldn't have had to sneak out in the first place! He seemed pretty mad though, so im guessing... Two weeks? Yeah, Ill be out of here in nine days just watch. Seven more days tops"

>>3443347
"As long as you want, Dad never said I couldn't have visitors or how long they are allowed to stay. I was actually hoping to have a sleep over... I mean, If you want... You can spend the night. I-IM NOT saying that because im a little scared I just think it would be fun!"

>>3443496
noted

>>3443600
Well, we can spend the night

>>3443496
Jack is a good friend and I think we can forgive and hug it out, but after he explains that helmet business and trying to strangle Kae.

>>3443647
Backing this

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You don’t press Nathalie any further about the incident. Picking up on that fact that she doesn’t want to talk about it, you let her guide the conversation away to another topic... You spend the rest of the day with Nathalie, you are surprised how much the two of you are able to entertain each other and for so long too. With Jackson, conversation can dry up pretty quickly. But Nathalie always has something to say or something to show you. You feel yourself coming out of your shell and expressing yourself more just by being in proximity to her.

Soon enough, Nathalie's constant hinting turns to insisting that you take a bath. You have no reason to disagree, since you had a pretty fun time bathing last time. It doesn’t take long for Nathalie to set the whole thing up. What you didn’t expect is that she had the servants bring the wooden tube right into her room! The hardest part is getting all of her things out of the way and making space. Nathalie seems pretty particular about her mess. You’re a little disappointed that Nathalie doesn’t join you this time around however. She is too busy fretting over your arm. After very carefully helping you undress and getting you into the tub, Nathalie bathes you with a sponge.
”So, have you seen Jackson yet?”
”Oh, no. Not yet...”
”Yeah he hasn’t come to see me either, what kind of knight rescues the damsel then walks off??? I never had a chance to thank him.”
You’re not sure how to feel about Jackson right now, and you don’t remember her thanking you either...
”...I need to see him tomorrow, and get everything sorted out. I think he is going to be mad at me, or worse. I don’t know what to do...”
”I guess you two never resolved what happened then? Did you ever get a chance to talk to him about leaving you behind?”
You just shake your head to indicate a “no”. Nathalie gets up and heads over to her table, before bringing back a bar of scented soap.
“I ALWAYS use this one when I need to convince my dad to let me do something, and it almost always works. Maybe it will help you reconcile with Jackson”
You can hear some hesitation in her voice, especially in the last part. The soap smells nice... Like flowers and lemon. [24h +1 CHA bonus vs [Male]]

Among the things the two of you do together, you also try to draw Nathalie. She is very excited about the prospect, and does her best to pose for you. You have some really big ideas too, in your mind and tucked away in the realm of forms you can SEE what you want to create. But today it just doesn’t work. Your hands wont draw, they wont do anything. All your muscle memory is gone and you cant draw anything more then a stick person. What does a perons even LOOK like again? You can't stand it, how long have you been drawing? YEARS, you have been drawing now for YEARS and you are still garbage. Nothing you do works, nothing. Yet you push, and draw, and look over your older drawings that were actually GOOD, unlike now. You keep at it until you are able to make SOMETHING. Yet that something SUCKS. You want to draw a nice picture for your friend but you cant. Fuck your banana hands, fuck everything. Eventually, Nathalie gets bored of posing for you and wants to see the finished piece. You are forced to present what you have and you hate, hate, hate it. She seems to like it fine but you can tell she hates it. She says that she wants to keep it, but her words are like poison. She is just pitying you. You try to sweep the whole thing under the rug but then she asks if she can keep the drawing. That just makes you feel worse, for the first time you start to HATE Nathalie almost as much as you hate yourself. You refuse to give it to her, promising to draw her something much much nicer in the future to make upo for it. She wont have it though, and takes the picture anyway. You don’t fight her, because deep inside you really want her to like your drawing. You want the validation of your efforts and you want to make her happy with your drawing more then anything. Talking to people is so hard, you have always relied on your drawings to connect with people. Yet that little voice in your head wont leave you alone. “worthless, worthless, worthless”, it repeats...

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...After the two of you finish off a dinner platter, you decide to agree to Nathalie's proposition and spend the night. You are getting the, not so subtle, hint that she is more shook about the incident then she lets on. Nathalie offers you a nightgown, but you refuse it in favour of just sleeping in your shirt. Nathalie, waits for you to get into bed and comfortable before joining you. Then she pulls out something you hoped never to again from under her pillow... Her romance novel!!! ”Know what this is?” she asks, ”NN—no...” you lie. A big smile crosses her face before she starts reading it to you. Even though she picks a very mild portion of the book to start you off at, you quickly turn a very bright red and have to cover your face with a pillow.
”...and then he put his hands on her hips and pulled her towards him! He was forceful yet gentle, and she soon stopped resisting him... Then he KISSED her!”
”eep”
”on the lips!”
”EEP”
”And with his left hand he squeezed her breast!”
On the outside you make a big show of pretending not to listen, but on the inside you are fascinated by the story. Character X is kissing the character Y! Scandalous! Isn’t the characters Y's father and her arrange husband in the next room???? What if they get caught!??..

...All in all, its been a pretty fun night. The most fun you have had since you were a little kid. You don’t need any thank you from Nathalie, or to be considered a big hero or anything else. Tonight was reward enough for your efforts. Laying here in bed with Nathalie, she snugly wraps her arms and legs around you protectively. You think how easily you could get used to this. Her soft warm skin pressed against yours, her intoxicating aroma. You cant resist running your fingers through her hair. In the quit of the night, you instinctively flick your tongue against your teeth. If she wasn’t sleeping on top of your only working arm, you would have very much have liked to put one of her fingers into your mouth. [+1 insight] Nathalie snaps you out of your weird trance by suddenly talking. You had assumed she had gone to sleep already.
”Kae, I don’t want you to leave. You should stay here with me...”
Before you can respond, Nathalie starts to quickly build a case.
”If you stay we can be best friends and, um, every night will be fun like today I promise. And soon dad will unground me and we can go places together, im sure he will let me go if its with you. We can go swimming in the lake in the summer and go to town and maybe you can teach me to draw and ill teach you to sing. Y-you don’t need Jackson, he wanted to leave you here right? I would never do that to you I would never leave you behind so please stay? Please?”
You’re not sure what to say...
”You're... the only real friend I have ever had...”

>what do? (This is also your last chance to say something to Nathalie before we visit Jackson tomorrow)

>>3447879
"You are the best friend I had Nat, I'm glad I was able to find you and help save you, I don't know what I'll do but I like to stay with you very much too."

Grab her tighly, squeeze her hard.

>>3447879
you too Natalie, I'm glad I was able to find you that night, even with the injuries and the bandits I had to kill, I could not help much on the final fight but I'm so happy you are ok, at the time nothing else seemed to matter, only getting you back.

I think we will probably stay until our arm is healed at least, and to see if those disgruntled peasants won't start any shit, it would be such a wast to save her to have her die due to a peasant uprising.

kiss her cheek, we appreciate her and there's no risk of getting pregnant by it.

>>3447879
Those white Hound eyes lol. Try to calm her and say that if someone tries to hurt her we will kill them like we killed those bandits

>>3447875
>"no way fag"
>"I live for ADVENTURE"

>>3447879
Well, that was fun, but what happened to the drawing? Did we lose it or Kae was just expecting it to be better?

Calm her down, she's afraid. Tell her this was a lot of fun.

>>3449062
this guy gets it

>>3447901
Backing this

>>3449292
Nathalie has it

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