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04/09/10(Fri)03:14 No.9078851Voting currently leans towards Ace of Spaces. I'm sure some of you fuckers are double and multi-voting, but what the shit, if I wanted a fair game I wouldn't be doing a goddamn 4chan quest, would I? I'd be playing real RPGS around the table with real people.
Maybe I should have stopped after the third beer.
----- You decide to go have a talk with Jehanne and Carmine before dinner. You find them in the courtyard where they had been training with Reginald.
Jehanne is laying on the grass, staring up at the sky. There's a bruise over one eye, but she seems happy, rather than upset. A little too happy, one might say. . .
"So, how did it go?" you ask.
"Your valet is a man of action," Jehanne says. "He laid me out in one strike. His hand to hand skills are. . . absurd. . ." Her voice is purry. Maybe even kittenish? Kittens.
You push down the memory of this morning. Or not. Maybe you let yourself get a stiffy. Whatever. I don't give a shit, it's not really relevant to the fucking conversation.
"Hey, look," you say. "I'm going to go and lock up the Ace of Spades that Alicia owned before it does something horrible and kills us all. Given that it's a dangerous magical artifact and all. Want to come with me?"
"My sword is ever by your side," Jehanne says.
"Sister Carmine should come too. . . where is she, by the way?"
Jehanne points. You see a pair of legs stuck up in a tree, wriggling angrily. Sister Carmine has apparently been hurled far enough to be driven into a tree trunk like an arrow, if her muffled cursing is any indication. "Mayhaps we should assist her?" |