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"You have been called here by the Kingdom of Gallete to act as our protector in these dark times. To take up the banner of our country and become the pride and joy of our nation. And I, Charlotte Di Gallete, wish for you to not think of me as your Princess, but as your friend and family."
The princess finishes her speech with a very accomplished smile on her face.

Gallete's hero yawns in response and tugs at her blankets again.
"that's nice but I have to get home for lessons in the morning or Dad will get mad at me. au revoir princess." With that, she rolls over, and falls back asleep.

--

You are Jack Albator, devious dicer, capable marauder, and the sometimes owner of a heart too big for it's own good. The last two days since the night this hero first awakened have gone by too slowly for your tastes. Mostly it's involved someone having to sit in her room, all day, watching and waiting in case she were to wake up again. In hindsight, you don't have the faintest clue why you volunteered to help with this.

You figured the princess would have maids for this sort of thing, but she apparently doesn't trust any of them enough to sit with her hero while she recovers. Which brings up a question you've asked her several times, "Then what's the point of having maids at all?"

It hasn't really bothered you as much as you thought it would. The princess gathered some people she could trust (which includes you, for some reason) to work in shifts watching her. It's given you plenty of time to think about this letter to your princess as to why you're still in Gallete.

"Tuile Di Biscotti,"
"There's been trouble brewin' in Gallete that I've seen to first-hand involving their hero. I'll be delayed coming back for no more than a week. You should have Yuuki staying at the castle if you need to keep the fluffy ears in line.

PS:"

>"Keep the Ice Lass from selling my stuff."
>"Drinks are on Gallete's tab."
>"How do you feel about Snakes? Or just scales in general?"
>Other?
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>>34913836
>>"How do you feel about Snakes? Or just scales in general?"
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>>34913836
>"How do you feel about Snakes? Or just scales in general?"

I don't think we have any stuff to sell, do we? And the drinks thing goes without saying.
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>>34913836
>"Drinks are on Gallete's tab."
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>>34913836
>>"Keep the Ice Lass from selling my stuff."
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>>34913836
>>"Keep the Ice Lass from selling my stuff."
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>>34913836
>"Keep the Ice Lass from selling my stuff."
Ouch, poor Charlotte.
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>>34913836
>"Keep the Ice Lass from selling my stuff."
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>>34913836
>"How do you feel about Snakes? Or just scales in general?"
Alchemist breddy gud
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>>34913836
>"How do you feel about Snakes? Or just scales in general?"
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>>34913836
>"Keep the Ice Lass from selling my stuff."
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>>34913836
>"How do you feel about Snakes? Or just scales in general?"

I mean, we're going to do whatever we want anyway and she can't stop us, but we should probably give her some warning of the high likelihood of Biscotti becoming a snake-friendly zone in the near future.
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>>34913836
>"How do you feel about Snakes? Or just scales in general?"
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>>34913836
>"Keep the Ice Lass from selling my stuff."
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>>34913836
>>"Keep the Ice Lass from selling my stuff."
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Jesus christ, enough samefagging.
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>How do you feel about snakes? Also, keep the Ice Lass from selling my stuff.

Writin'!
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"Keep the Ice Lass from selling my stuff. Also, let me know how you feel about Snakes, or just scales in general."

"Jack Albator"

You tie the letter into a perfect four-in-hand knot. You've always kept letters short and formal, with an emphasis on stationary to deliver the tone of the message. That's what the Capt'n taught you, that the delivery of the message was always far more important than the message himself.
Then again, most of the people he ever wrote to were illiterate to begin with.

You hear a tapping on the doorframe, it's Antonin bringing in another plate of tea and bread for the patient. You know that this means Madeleine will be down in a few minutes to help feed her.

"'Ey Lad, Still feeling stiff?"
"A little, I could really feel it this morning in my shoulder."
Good
Serves you right!

"Why are you smiling, Jack?"
"Aw, no real reason, how is the princess holdin' up?"

He sets down the tray of food and walks back to the doorway, leaning on it.
"Not great, I'm not sure she got any sleep last night. She hasn't told us any of how she's feeling."
His hand scratches his chin, "It's a terrible habit she has, she still thinks we're being fooled by her calm and collected facade she loves so much."

Wow, that makes the first princess you've met in this place who actually acts like a princess.
"So what are you going to do until your shift starts?"
"Check on the princess again, and then-"

Suddenly, you're both interrupted by the sound of a sneeze.

>Cont.
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>>34914537
We should've mentioned something about wanting a welcome speech.
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ᵗᵉˢᵗ
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>>34914816
Yeah I don't think I'll be doing that

continuing to write
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>>34914834
No, keep going.
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>>34914537
There's some coughing and wheezing as both of you look over to the patient. Compared to how she looked the other day, it's hard to tell that she ever had a high fever at all.
"Lad, go get the Princess."
"Right, you stay here."

Antonin leaves the room, leaving you along with the formerly illed hero as she slowly sits up. Running her hand through her hair and rubbing her eyes. You can tell she's still pretty dizzy, and likely confused. Her voice is still weak and soft, barely above a whisper.
This becomes even more apparent with her first question,
"um. where's dad? i want to talk to dad and-"

She starts fully observing the room for the first time. Noticing all the little things that are lacking.

"hey, who are you? and what is this place?"
"Fluffy Tail Land." You don't feel bad about telling her the truth.

She rubs her eyes some more, you're not even sure she understood a thing you've said so far.

"can i go home, now?"
"Err."
There's an unfortunate thought.
"I'm not sure there even IS a way home, Lass."

"um?"
She looks around, "where are the maids?"
"There not here right now."

She pulls the blankets up to her chest, and kneads her hands worriedly
"you haven't kidnapped me for ransom, have you?"

>Pick several
>"At one time, I may have. But this time, it's not my doing at all."
>"Yes."
>"So what's your name?"
>Any other questions you might have for her?
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>>34914956
>>"At one time, I may have. But this time, it's not my doing at all."
>>"So what's your name?"
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>>34914956
>"At one time, I may have. But this time, it's not my doing at all."
>"So what's your name?"
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>>34914956
>>"Yes."
We require headpats.
>"So what's your name?"
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>>34914956
>"At one time, I may have. But this time, it's not my doing at all."
>"So what's your name?"
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>>34914956
>headpat her
I save your life.
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>>34914956
>"Yes."
>"So what's your name?"
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>>34914956
>"At one time, I may have. But this time, it's not my doing at all."
>"So what's your name?"
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>>34914956
>"Yes."
>"So what's your name?"
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In terms of names, do you want me to pick one for her or do you want to choose yourselves?
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>>34915198
Name her Louise
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>>34915198
You do it.
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>>34915198
pick a few yourself and let us chose?
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>>34915198
Pick yourself
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>>34915217
>>34915241
>>34915255
>>34915266
How about 'Louise'? Or is it too close to a certain pink-haired tsundere?
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>>34915293
I don't know Dog Days at all, I just like the name Louise and I'm pretty sure it's a french type name
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>>34915293
As long as she doesn't start trying to whip us, it's ok.
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>>34915293
élise would probably be better, i guess, but sure
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>>34915293
Louise is fine, very french.

Just don't make her like said pink haired bitch or I will hunt you down and cut off your fingers.
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>>34915293
>is it too close to a certain pink-haired tsundere?
Yes it is yes it is.
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>>34915293
>>34915315
>>34915324
>>34915354
>>34915357

Writing!
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"Yes." you say, with a complete tone of seriousness in your voice.

She trembles slightly in the bed, her hands continue to tug at the blanket.

That's when you burst into laughter, completely melting the icy cold atmosphere that had engulfed the room.
You reach over and rub at her scalp, ruffling her messy, unkept blonde hair.
"Ah Lass, maybe at one time that's something I would do, but not today and not here."

Her eyes still look saddened, but now have a hint of confusion in her mixture of emotions.
"that doesn't answer where i'm at."
"You're in a castle, Lass! Surrounded by servants, maids, princesses, knights."
"um. is it my father's castle?"

Her father's what?
"Your father has a castle?"
She nods, coughing slightly at the sudden movement of her head.
"Lass, may I get your name?"

"louise lacerte"

Lacerte, you've heard that name before, but you're not entirely sure where. You think it was in the context of royal vessels, but you can't place the name.

>Cont.
>Ten minute break before writing again
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>>34915896
"You can call me Jack, Jack Albator."
And wow, it sure is taking along time for the Princess to get here.

"If you don't mind me askin' Lass, but you were in sorry shape when these nice people found you. What in the world was the last thing you remember happenin'?"

"Um? I was in 'sorry shape'?"
Her voice is slowly starting to pick up in volume. It seems talking is probably the best thing for her right now.

"I-." her voice trails off slightly. She raises her arms and examines them, as well as around her legs.
That's when you notice, she has very obvious marks on her wrists. If you didn't know any better, you would say that it was the work of rope-burn.

"I remember, maybe last night or so, I was with my father's butler. He was finishing my lessons for the evening, and then I told him that my head hurt. He took my temperature and told me to go to sleep."

"What happened next, Lass? Bad dream?"

She shrugs, "I remember waking up, or I think I was waking up, in my bed with no one around. I called and called but no one came. That's when I realized that I couldn't move at all. I mean, it could be a dream, but."

She rubs at the marks on her wrists,. You can take a guess what happened if any of that is accurate, and if your experience with how the overly paranoid deal with the sick is to be believed.

"So, ya don't remember coming here? At all? Did you see any animals or anything in your dreams?"
She shakes her head, before putting another palm to her face.
"..my head really hurts."

Well, that was depressing, time to-

>Keep asking her questions, you're curious
>Sit in silence, you've had enough
>Go find someone
>>Like maybe Madeleine to see if she has something to fix that headache
>>Or find Aligot, see if he found any progress on that magic circle
>>Maybe even find out what is taking the Princess so damn long
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>>34916480
>>Keep asking her questions, you're curious
We must find out more about this troubled lass
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>>34916480
>>Keep asking her questions, you're curious
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>>34916480
>Sit in silence, you've had enough
Headpat her.
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>>34916480
>>Go find someone
>>>Maybe even find out what is taking the Princess so damn long

Hurry up.
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>>34916480
>Keep asking her questions, you're curious

We need to know if we've pillaged her family's ships at some point.
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>>34916480
>Go find someone
>>Like maybe Madeleine to see if she has something to fix that headache
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>>34916480
>>Go find someone
>Maybe even find out what is taking the Princess so damn long
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>>34916659
Does it matter? Jack wouldn't care, she wouldn't be able to tell daddy, I doubt anyone here cares if we did it
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>>34916480
>Keep asking her questions, you're curious
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I'm still around

Looks like

>Keep asking questions, you're curious

is winning, but I'll call it when I start writing
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>>34916480
>Go find someone
>Maybe even find out what is taking the Princess so damn long
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>>34916915
I'll just start writing now.

>Keep asking questions, you're curious

>
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Sorry, I'm back now

>continuing to write
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>>34917555
Looks like I wont have to dig around for the OP IS DEAD pictures.
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You probably shouldn't leave her alone too long, she's already terrified enough as it is. Plus, the princess probably wouldn't be too happy if you abandoned her and she started trying to walk around on her own.

"Yer name was Lacerte, right? Did your family have any kind of shipping line or anything?"
"Oh, you've heard of us?"

Ha ha, yeah, 'heard' of you.

"Err, Yeah Lass, I've heard of you."

She tries to laugh some, but coughs instead
"That's great, I was going to join one of my father's ships one day. He had an entire fleet of vessels that did trading work for the crown. Our family wa-"
She cuts herself off with another coughing fit, but tries to continue
"..Our family was renowned for fielding merchant ships. I was wanting to join my father's flagship, but he said it was dangerous, too many pirate attacks. I reaaally wanted to do it though."

"Ah yeah, Those Pirates, they can be a slippery bunch, they are."

"Jack, right? What do you do for a living?"

>Nothing!
>Change the subject
>Tell her the truth
>Tell her a half-truth
>Other?
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>>34917846
Boat stuff, [coughing intensifies]
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>>34917846
>Other?
Pet Fluffy Tails
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>>34917846
>>Tell her a half-truth
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>>34917846
>Tell her a half-truth
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>>34917846
>Other the hero of Fluffy Tail Land!
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>>34917888
>>34917846
Yes, pet tail or ears
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>>34917846
>>Tell her a half-truth
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>>34917846
>Tell her the truth
We have never been anything but proud of being a pirate.
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>>34917846
>>Tell her the truth
May as well, she'll find out eventually. IF she gets upset we can always point out we just saved her from the SHIVERS or whatever it was
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>>34917888
>>34917846
Yes this one is truth.
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>>34917939
>>34917888
She's fully human you muppets, aka no tail and ears are not fluffy.
>>34917947
>>34917953
Yeah this
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>>34917846
Tell her the truth.
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>>34917953
The deathly death death sweating sickness
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>The truth will set you free!

If that's good, I'll write
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>>34918022
Sounds good to me
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>>34917980
Petting fluffy tails is our occupation now, numbnuts.

Petting her fluffy tail can come later
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>>34917980
You misunderstand. She's asking what our job is, and like half of our current job description would be 'professional fluffy tail toucher'.

The other half would be 'amateur demon fighter', but no need to scare the lass.
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>>34918046
Oh my bad, I just thought you guys were trying to pet her
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>>34918022
This is gonna be good.
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>>34918076
>y-you're a pirate?
>I prefer the term 'dashing corsair', lass.
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>>34918022
Professional fluffy tail toucher is what we are.
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>>34918089
>"Pioneer of the seas, rediscoverer of riches, merchant of other peoples things"
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>>34918115
>"Merchant of my family's things you mean."
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>>34918230
>"Nah, lass, nah. OTHER people's things..."
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>>34918230
>To be fair, your family was just transporting them for other people. So we're more of a business rival, you see.
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>>34918285
>We're just very...aggressive in our trade negotiations.
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Pirate is such an inelegant word.
I prefer the term wealth redistribution specialist, myself.
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>>34918089
>>34918115
>>34918230
>>34918366
>>34918480
>No mention of the word 'privateer'
Really?
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>>34918536
Privateer implies being hired by the government of a country
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>>34918536
>implying we'd yoke ourselves to a government

I mean, they literally had to force us into slavery for this gig.
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>>34918566
God Save the Queen!
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>>34918565
I mean, one of our main goals was to get a letter of marque, so...
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>>34918748
>was
Now fluffy tail toucher!
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>>34918791
So what if something happens that makes us have a fluffy tail?
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>>34918818
It's a vicious circle of auto-taillatio
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>>34918818
Solo /ss/?
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>>34918954
Is Jack a shota? No? Then it isn't /ss/.
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>>34918880
>bbeg realizes he can't be jack in a straight up fight
>curses him to grow a tail
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>>34918967
How old is Jack? 17, 25 or something?
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This may be a bitter pill for her to swallow.
Not for you, you've never been ashamed to call yourself a pirate.

"Well Lass, I guess you could call me a merchant of the seas."

Her eyes light up at you saying that,
"Are you a merchant, too? Where did you trade? What was the ship you were on?"

"Oh I was indeed a Merchant, Lass."
You give her the biggest grin you can imagine,
"But it was more like I was a merchant of other people's things, and my trade route was anywhere that the wind took me."

She thinks on those words for a minute,
"So you're a merchant, but of other peoples-"
Her eyes start to grow wide with realization.

Your smile isn't going away, not that you want it to just yet.
"Pioneer of the seas, rediscoverer of riches, a merchant, you see."

"You're saying that YOU'RE A P-P-P"

She lurches backwards in the bed, kicking off some of her covers. She grabs a pillow and grasps it in front of her.

"'Pirate' is such a harsh term, Lass. I prefer free spirit! A merchant of fortune!"

She grips the pillow tighter,
"You mean a merchant of my families things!"

"Let's be fair lass, we both take valuables and transport them for other people. So we're more of a business rival, you see."

She backs up on the bed further, but this only causes her to tumble backwards and fall onto the floor before you can grab her.

Her legs pop up beneath her, steadying her weight uneasily. She maintains her balance with an arm on her bedpost, the other still holds the pillow close to her.
"So it's true! You really did kidnap me!"

"Lass, what I said before was completely truthful, would I really lie to you about that when I told you the truth about my aggressive trade tactics?"
She's unconvinced, she continues to glare in your direction as she uneasily stands on foot.

From your periphial vision, you can see Antonin and the Princess walk into the room.

>Cont.
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>>34919018
I'd say around 20.
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>>34919055
Never change, Jack.
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>>34919055
"Who are you two!?" She shouts at them.

"Uh? You shouldn't be out of bed!" Antonin runs to her, but she slaps his hand away.
"Keep your hands off me!"

You look over to Charlotte, and she is giving you the most evil death stare ever.
"What? What did I say?"
She doesn't even dignify that with an answer, instead pushing past you and approaching the hero.

She's busy trying to hide behind the bed while Antonin tries to talk her out from behind it.
"You all kidnapped me and carried me away to your secret pirate island! Now you're going to ransom me to my father!"
She's really gripping that pillow now. Antonin can only stand back as nonthreatingly as possible while Charlotte tries to defuse the situation.

"Brave Hero, I-"
"I don't care who you are! I want to see my dad!"

That took the wind out of her sails.

"We can assure you that you haven't been kidnapped."

"OH I HAVEN'T, HAVE I?" Wow, her voice is really picking up in volume. She must be hard to keep down.
"If I haven't been kidnapped, then why was I brought here without ANYONE asking me if I wanted to go or not!?"

Charlotte was about to say something, but now she's at a loss for words.

>Try to defuse the situation yourself.
>"My work here is done!" Cool exit
>Try to find someone else to defuse for you
>Pet her head and tell her it's all a big joke (May require a head-patting roll)
>Other?
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>>34919540
Slap her while shouting to get a hold of herself.
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>>34919540
>Try to defuse the situation yourself.
"You're in the same Boat as Aye, lass."
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Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>34919540
>>Try to defuse the situation yourself.
>Pet her head
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>>34919540
>>Other?
You know, the lass has a point. I wasn't exactly given a choice in the matter, either.
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>>34919540
If it makes you feel better i didn't choose to come here either. Also shut up we cured your ass of the fucking SWEATING SICKNESS YOU TWAT
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>>34919540
>"My work here is done!" Cool exit
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>>34919540
>Pet her head and tell her it's all a big joke (May require a head-patting roll)
Tell her the truth, yeah right!
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>>34919540
>Try to defuse the situation yourself.
Now listen here lass, there are many of us here who didn't quite want to get yanked through the veil with no pomp or ceremony, but we're here now and we have to deal with that.
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>>34919540
>Try to defuse the situation yourself.
>>Other?
>>"Yer not the only one lass. On the upside yer probably not dying anymore."
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>>34919540
>Try to defuse the situation yourself.
I always knew some was going to call them out for this.
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>>34919540
>>"My work here is done!" Cool exit
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>>34919540
>>Pet her head and tell her it's all a big joke (May require a head-patting roll)
Also pat the heads and tails of the others.
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>>34919540
other
so your here now best make the most of it or you can scream and yell for as long as you like and still not get home
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>>34919540
>"My work here is done!" Cool exit
Depending on the intensity of the glares, consider taking said exit through a window.
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>>34919678
Yes this never wrong.
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I like these responses so far, keep it up!
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>>34919610
Supporting this.
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>>34919540
>Try to defuse the situation yourself.
"we're both in the same boat, and without me you'd be dead from sickness, as well as most people here"
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>>34919540
>"My work here is done!" Cool exit
Nah. Oh hell, nah. We already filled our quota of putting up with bitchy nobility for the next decade.
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Modifying my vote here>>34919750 to support this.

>>34919751
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>>34919768
>>34919733
>>34919675
>>34919629
Its not cool to runaway like that.
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Princess Meowmix needs reminding that being treated so ungratefully is liable to make one rethink lending their aid to a foreign nation in a time of need again in the future.

And I'm curious: is there gonna be a knight type amongst the other heroes summoned?
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>>34919821
What would we be then? Rogue?
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Sorry, power surge knocked me out for a minute

Give me a minute to count all these up
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>>34919904
A pitrate
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>>34919930
>responding to retarded namefags
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>>34919904
A hero.
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>>34919904
Pirate. Duh. Could maybe work as a bard depending on whether or not Jack could sing.

Have we been given the option for a rifle of some sort yet? I forget & something longer ranged that fires more than 6-10 times a minute would be nice.
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Okay so!

>Tell her how she was at death's door until you helped her, and inform her that she's not the only one that was taken away either.

Sound good? If so, writing!
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>>34920079
If the first is something like
>kidnappers don't usually target plague victims, lass
then I'm ok with it
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>>34920079
>>34920111
Looks good.
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>>34919821
I don't think so, I believe when we were choosing what hero to be, we could choose from:
>Pirate
>Indian
>Monk
>Fencer
>Samurai
And I can't remember the last one.
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>>34920079

Also pat the heads and tails of the others.
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>>34920079
Pat her head too than we are good.
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>>34920149
We need a healer.
Jack doesn't exactly strike me as the self preservation type.
I guess lamia-chan can work, but I was thinking more frontlines, combat medic.
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>>34920111
>>34920134
>>34920187
>>34920152
Okay, plague awareness and headpats get added in too

>>34920149
Cowboy,

also fun meta fact: I did originally have three extra classes, Cossack, Knight, Viking. I didn't add them because I couldn't even justify what time period this all takes place in the 'real world'. Even if I am already fudging the numbers quite a bit. I also couldn't convince myself that they weren't all variations on things that were already covered by the other choices.
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>>34920262
>cowboy
>pirate
You should have added the other three
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>>34920300
Eh. Maybe they'll get saved for Dog Days Quest Season 2
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>>34920262
The only one that was pretty much extinct in the age of matchlock pistols was the viking.
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>>34920262
You could have just handwaved it by saying the summoning magic occasionally gets the time period wrong.

I mean it's interdimensional summoning/kidnap magic, being off by a century or two seems plausible. Not like the fluffies would know the difference anyay.
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>>34920331
implying we still wont still play as jack albatross
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>>34920262
You probably could've added the knight or the cossack, those seem around the right time period. Don't think the viking is though.
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>>34920331
>Season 2
Can only hope.

This is kinda making me want one set in the show's time though. Must be all that best.
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>>34920387
What about Dog Days Quest Season 3?
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>>34920387
Another fun fact: I had her written into this quest at one point because her age puts her still at demon-hunting age. Same with Adele. I decided on straight AU fairly recently.
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>>34920387
What about one set in _____THE FUTURE___
WE COULD BE SPACE PIRATES
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>>34920387
My nubian of fine taste!
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>>34920423
Well seeing as the show's getting a third season I'm sure the quest could too if S2 goes well enough.

>>34920432
What could have been. Oh well. This is going fairly well so nothing really to complain about.
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>>34920432
But there still a chance right?
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>>34920647
Nothing stops them from showing up. It makes perfect sense canon wise if they do
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>>34920668
Man a golden ring for me to you if that happen... maybe...
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>>34920745
Eh, I'm not that fond of canon characters showing up now that a distinct cast has already been established. I don't see much point in it beyond namedropping for the sake of namedropping.
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"Please calm down, you were really sick when you came here!" Antonin says nervously.
"BUT I WANT TO SEE MY FATHER!"

This isn't going well.

"Lass-"
"Don't talk to me! I want to talk to someone who speaks with my father! I want to know how much you're ransoming me for!"

"LASS!"
She stops, but she's only a few paces from bursting into tears. You can see the rainclouds starting to gather inside of her eyes.

"Lass, you were brought here because you were on death's doorstep. You were ill beyond words."
She doesn't like that at all. "I was a little sick but, you're still lying, what could a filthy freebooter do that my father and his servants couldn't?!"
Charlotte answers that question, "No, it's true, Jack here helped save your life. He found someone specialized in treating illnesses."

"T-That doesn't matter! How does that change you taking me away without permission?!"
"Yer not the only one who has been brought to this place without permission."

She seems confused, but hasn't calmed down at all.
"What do you mean? Who else did you kidnap? My sisters?"
"ME, Lass. I was 'kidnapped'. Neither of us had a choice to come here."
"W-what?"

"Princess, give her the speech."

The princess clears her throat and begins,
"Oh Brave Hero you have been called here by the Kingdom of Gallete to act as our protector in these dark times. And I, Charlotte Di Gallete, wish for you to not think of me as your Princess, but as your friend and family."
"Your-" The blonde hero seems even more confused by this.

"I refuse!"

The room falls completely silent.

"Did you hear me? I refuse! I want to go back home!"
"Lass, I said it before. I don't think there IS a way to go home."
"wh-"

Here it comes, the stormclouds have opened up, and have started to pour. Her arms continue to hug and grapple with the pillow.

"Y-you're saying.." her voice starts composed, but quickly turns into a girly squeak of agony, "..that I can't go home?! Ever!?"

>Cont.
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>>34920963
Can we give her a hug, please?
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>>34921020
Might be a good idea to ask the princess and Antonin to leave us alone with her again so that we can try and help her adjust to her fate
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>>34920963
>"I refuse!"
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>>34921073
Good idea.
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>>34921181
Implying choice.
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>>34920963
Poor thing.
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>>34921394
What about us? We're not go home too.
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>>34921439
Jack doesn't invoke the same sort of feelings of pity. A drink in one hand and a fluffy tail in the other & he's fine.
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>>34921439
We have fallen into to much of a dependency on touching fluffy tails to ever want to return home.
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>>34921470
Nah he's repressing via substance abuse and escapism, he's a pirate he's so used to suffering he has repressing down to an art
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>>34921439
Well yeah, but we were just a pirate. Being pressganged is more or less an occupational hazard, it just happened that a nation of fluffy tails was the culprit.
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>>34921509
Well now I want to see him have a breakdown & the others' reactions to it.
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>>34921439
If we made it home, who would care?
Our crew must think we're dead by now, and Jack doesn't have any family, so...
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>>34921492
Will yeah that is true.
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>>34920963
>Offer to be her new dad or uncle.
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>>34921439
>superhuman abilities
>is actually someone of consequence here
>fluffy tails and fuzzy ears always within arm's reach
>soon to get his greedy mitts on an airship

Yeah, I think he'll be able to walk it off.
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>>34921528
Yeah I like to see that too.
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>>34920963
Charlotte seems like a dainty princess. One who seems to have never picked up anything heavier than a salad fork or ran any further than a few meters at most.

You've fought more than a few battles and duels since coming to fluffy tail land, but no one you've met so far has moved as fast as this Princess just did. She rushes at blinding speed at the crying hero and wraps her in a warm embrace.

Now it is both you and Antonin, staring awkwardly at two girls hugging and crying. The white-haired princess cries while apologizing over and over again; while the blonde hero cries and begs to go home over and over again.

You hope your shift ends soon so someone else can take care of this mess, because it certainly isn't going to be you, and it certainly isn't going to be Antonin.
What the- now HE'S crying? Damn it Lad.

You may be terrible at this girly stuff like crying and hugging, but at the very least you may be able to defuse the situation. You do realize that this is at least somewhat your doing, maybe.

Walking over to the two weeping lasses, you place your hands on the heads of both of them. They stop wailing to look at you through puffy, reddened eyes.
"Listen, Girls. You can't change the past, what matters is that you're both living here in the present."

You turn to the blonde hero, "Lass, I know you didn't want to be here, and that you never asked for it. What matters now is that you're here with a loving princess who will always adore and care for you, and no one can change that. So for yer own sake, can you please learn to live with her?"

Not even bothering to gauge her reaction, you turn to Charlotte,
"And you, Princess, you've not only brought her into this world, but you've saved her life as well. She wouldn't have survived long back in her own world. Even if she's not thankful for you doing it now, I know you desire her well-being enough to summon her all over again if you knew it would save her life."

>Cont.
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>>34921509
The irrational jumps in logic
The attachment to old world ideas
The constant ideology of more more more(filling a hole)
I think jacky boy needs help
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>>34921751
He does and the help is in the form of touching fluffy tails and ears.
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>>34921721
What are we doing, a marriage ceremony?
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>>34921771
That's a unhealthy way of dealing with his problems though
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>>34921771
Everyday and evernight!
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>>34921804
sounds like someone who hasn't had a pet to pet
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>>34921804
Your opinion is against the touching of fluffy tail and is thus invalid.
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>>34921804
Never heard of animal assisted therapy?
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>>34921721
You finish a light rub of their heads, they only stare at you with mixed emotions and confusion.
"Now, I'm going to leave the room with Antonin here and let you two catch up. I think you both need to have a serious talk about what you mean to each other. Cmon Antonin."
You're trying not to show it, but you want to abandon this room ASAP and pray no one else heard you say all that sappy crap.

Grabbing Antonin by the shoulders, you drag him in his teary-eyed gaze out into the hallway. Slamming the door behind you.

You don't stop dragging him, either. You drag him straight down the hallway until you are at least outside of earshot range of the door. Almost to the point where you're at the cafeteria.

Antonin has recovered from his emotional shock, wiping away his hints of tears and sniffling a few times, he's able to squeak out a request barely above a whisper.

"Jack.. If you ever tell my sister that I cried there, I don't know how, but I will kill you."
"And Lad, if you ever tell Camille that I poured out the sappiest speech ever to make two girls hug, then I can safely say that I will find a plank and make you walk it."

"..pfft."
"..snk."

Your serious facade cracks, the once somber mood melts away. Before either of you know it, both of you have nearly fallen over with laughter.
Each bellowing laugh and giggle echo off the stone walls. Maids and scholars exit the library to see what the commotion is, before returning to their posts, Madeleine slithers out from the kitchen, just to make an exhausted sigh before returning to her potions.

Something fluffy and pointed-eared, wearing a blue towel for clothes, strides her way down the hallway toward the rabble.
"..What the hell are you two laughing about?" Camille says, placing her hands on her hips.
"We just made complete ASSES of each other!" Antonin says, barely able to stifle a laugh.
"I feel like the biggest fool on the planet!"

>Cont.
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>>34922089

"So.. gonna let me in on why it's so funny?"
In one voice, you and Antonin reply with a "NO!"

You explain to Camille that the hero is awake, and is having a heart to heart with the princess right now. She feigns interest for a few minutes and asks you to come find her in the Library. Apparently, they found something out regarding those magic circles, but she cannot understand the importance of it.

Antonin takes off toward the cafe, "I'm off to get a drink, what about you, Jack?"

>"I'll join you!"
>"Gonna go check on someone." (Who?)
>"I'm going back to the room, I want to be there if the princess gets done with her speech."
>"Going to go meet Camille and Aligot, I should get this over with."
>"The armory, I want to get the new Hero's outfit and weapon in order before I leave."
>Other?
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>>34922105
>>"Going to go meet Camille and Aligot, I should get this over with."
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>>34922105
>>"I'll join you!"
We drink now. It's the solution to all problems, like the prior emotional situation
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>>34922105
>"I'll join you! Hell, I'll race you there!"
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>>34922105
>"I'll join you!"
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>>34922105
>"I'm going back to the room, I want to be there if the princess gets done with her speech."
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>>34922105
>>"Going to go meet Camille and Aligot, I should get this over with."
We can get pissed after.
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>>34922105
>Touch fluffy tail
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>>34922105
>"Going to go meet Camille and Aligot, I should get this over with."
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>>34922178
Yes the one choice.
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>>34922105
>"I'll join you!"
Much as I want to get Camille and Aligot to get over themselves already I think they should work that out on their own.
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>>34922105
>Touch fluffy tail
>"Going to go meet Camille and Aligot, I should get this over with."
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Guys I am beat.

I want to finish up the next few posts but I usually go to sleep right about now. So I was thinking I would call it a night and open next thread with the results of this vote.

Thanks again for the thread everyone. I really enjoyed it. Let me know what you think.
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>>34922252
Camille: I do not love you Aligot.
Aligot:....ok...
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>>34922301
As always, thanks for running
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>>34922301
When I say 'usually', I mean 'The sleep cycle I've been forced to adopt usually puts me to sleep right about now'.
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>>34922301
Thank you for bringing the simple happy joys of dog days into my depressing life.

And then stabbing it in the gut with a crying child who just wants to go home.

You monster.

Good thread though :)
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>>34922105
>"Going to go meet Camille and Aligot, I should get this over with."
>Touch something fluffy.
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>>34922301
Thanks for runing again Announcer. I have fun again see you next time.
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>>34922105
>"Going to go meet Camille and Aligot, I should get this over with."
>But give Antonin our flask and tell him to fill it up with the strongest stuff the bar keep has
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>>34922301
Thanks for running man. Good thread & see you next time.
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>>34921563
Ooh, another thing, I wanted to say that I liked this suggestion even though it didn't get worked in the story post.

but maybe I can use it later
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>>34922439
Also archived
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GG everyone.
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>>34922439
No her older brother but no probably her new dad and Charlotte her new mom.
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>>34922439
He's too young to be a father. For a girl her age anyway. Big brother or uncle? Sure.
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>>34922526
>>34922495
That sounds like a happy medium, then.
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>>34922526
She has a dad complex from the sound of it.
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>>34922579
Well, think about it from her point of view. You go to sleep one night and wake up with a fever. Next thing you know, some shady looking motherfucker says that he's a pirate and you can't go back home.
Odds are that you'd be a little shaken too.
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>>34922750
Yeah but no mom, sister or brother just dad?
Will whatever see you tuesday.



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