>>38328610
You are a faggot of the highest calibur.

>>38328610
have a quick cheapish lunch (don't want to hit Avery's wallet too hard) then take Rosa up on her offer discretely, and even more discretely ask Mia if she wants to watch

>>38328610
I see no reason not to.
>"Let's try to keep it quiet, though. Last thing I need is trying to explain why I got suspended."

>>38328648
I like the way this guy thinks. He's much better than my early morning retardation.

>>38328648
Let's go with this, not much to do.
>>38328610
So... why does this teacher hates us?

>>38328745

we've been skipping and he's a great teacher Onizuka expy.

>>38328745
he's probably the one who caught us returning from the abandoned shopping mall with a wheelbarrow of looted goods

>>38328610
>Sure, lets get Mia to watch.(and keep watch)

>>38328814
That was Jerry.

>>38328610
Mia best girl.

But yeah, let's Ara Ara.

Did we ever tell Mia or her mom we ran into Dave, or mention the potential work for Mr. Miller to Claire or him? Also, we need to visit Claire. Take some of that money and take her a gift too, you fucks.

another thread, another exam in the morning

>>38328610
>>38328648
This sounds good. Tell Avery she can watch too. She won't, but we still got to get all the flags if we want all the CGs.

>>38328837
>>38328883
Ah, ask Avery to keep watch when she turns down the front-row seat. Be loud enough she can hear.

"We should at least not just disappear on lunch." I mutter, "We'll go, have something quick, alright?"

Rosa pouts, but follows into the hallway, the low grade fluorescent lights buzzing loudly overhead, ones that have burnt out leave dark patches in the halls, thanks to the still raised school armour.

The cafeteria is filled with the usual chatter, punctuated by the odd BOOM as something slams against the armouring. I insist that Avery gets us the cheapest things possible, after she already gave us the suitcase of money.

Mia and Avery chat quietly across the table, as Rosa and I quickly down our sandwiches.

I try to invite Mia along to watch, but there's no way I can be subtle about all three of us leaving, plus she and Avery look like they're having fun, as Avery tells Mia her 'war stories'.

I stand, "Thanks for lunch Av, but I need to catch up on... the class I missed yesterday. Exams are only a couple of months away."

Rosa jumps up, nearly tipping the table. "I'll come with you!" The two remaining girls stare after us as we leave, before Rosa pulls me into the first girl's bathroom we approach, bustling me inside.

She quickly casts an eye around, before shoving me into a stall, locking it behind her, unzipping her hoodie, revealing underneath that she only had her bra on, a tasteful blue piece, which is also quickly tossed over my shoulders, as she pulls me into a kiss, her lips full and warm, her tongue lithe and hot, pushing into my mouth.

She pulls away after a minute, panting, covering her mouth as she giggles, catching a thread of saliva on her finger. Drumming her fingers against my shoulder, she leans into me. "How do you want it?"

>Write in

>>38328879
>Also, we need to visit Claire. Take some of that money and take her a gift too, you fucks.
We are going to do that after school.

>mention the potential work for Mr. Miller to Claire or him
We should mention this to Claire, also when we see her after school.

>>38328883
>implying i'm not making saves for each choice in all routes

>>38328913
>Not wanting to have to do as little save scumming as possible
Enjoy wasting time that could be spent on the sequel.

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>>38328900
have her give us a blowjob then ride us, then we can fuck her up against the cubicle walls

>>38328900
Tell her to turn around and bend over the toilet, bracing herself against the wall. Hard and fast. Grunt appropriately.

>>38328879
We do need to visit Claire. What potential work?

>>38328922
>not getting all the CGS and dialogue
>wasting time sleeping instead of master baiting
Really, anon?

>>38328962
No, get all the CGS, but with the least possible effort and efficiency.

>>38328900
Quietly.

>>38328962
We missed out on the walking out of the bathroom to a blushing Avery CG already anyways.

God is dead.

>>38328958
demolition work for her dad, helping knock down old buildings and such

>>38328900
Over the toilet, against wall, try to not get caught. Put our fingers in her mouth, and make her suck them, so she doesn't scream.

>>38328900
Hard, fast, you bent over showing that beautiful butt.

>>38328981
I think we might have mentioned it, though I'm not sure whether it's really all that feasible.

>>38328981
This, using his power to nuke shit and reclaim the anti-super material from old buildings.

>>38329016
(I am the same guy)
Also we should stick a sharpie in her pooper, if we have one on us. Just saying.

And maybe have her puke glitter in the toilet afterwards.

>>38329095
How about no.

>>38329095
no thanks

>>38329103
>>38329118
But mah glittering the shool bathroom fetish.

>>38329095
im fine with the glitter part just so that a rumor can start about the toilet being haunted or something.

"Bend over." I growl, nipping at her lips again.

"Oooh, feisty. I like it." She scoots her faux poor people jeans down around her knees, waving her hips at me as she leans over the toilet. "I even skipped wearing panties today. Do you like?"

My jeans hit the floor in a second, before I grab her around the hips and slide into her, her folds clenching at me, practically sucking me deeper into her warmth.

I quickly pump in and out of her, eliciting delicious little moans, that I feel bad for having to cover up.

I slip one hand off her hips, sliding it upwards, I pause to molest her chest, bouncing back and forth with each thrust, nipples pointy in my finger, before I finish by clapping my hound over her mouth.

She gets the idea, her lips closing, quieting herself to throaty groans and breathing heavily through her nose, as I pound into her sopping wetness, again and again.

As I fuck into her harder, my hips slamming into her ass, I lean over her, stifling my own grunts and groans into her shoulder. "Bite me, do it." She hisses around her hand, "I like the way it hurts."

I don't need a second telling, as I clamp down on her shoulder, moaning my pleasure into her, her tits slapping against the cold plastic of the toilet, as we hear the door squeak open, several girls laughing as they walk in.

I freeze, but Rosa shakes her head, thrusting her hips back onto me. "Don't stop. They won't know!"

>Nope
>Listen to the woman
>Other

>>38329191
Keep going. If they say anything, let Rosa do the talking, but let her do it while you thrust away and go full grope on her chest.

If that fucking in that movie theater was anything to go by she will love it and it will be great for us too.

>>38329191
>Other
Slow right down, make her grind on our dick slowly and deeply, then when they leave give her a couple big thrusts before making her titfuck us and suck us off and finish in her mouth.

>>38329191
>Nope
If they notice anything there's no way we're getting out.

>>38329191
Seconding >>38329220

>>38329191
>>38329220
this

>>38329191
Sit down on the toilet wrapping your legs up around her on your lap. Let her go to town riding you. Stealth.

>>38329220 Is me
We should also stick our fingers in her mouth, make her shut up and suck on them.

>>38329191
>>38329237
this

>>38329237
This. Also pull on her nipples.

"Slowly." I whisper back, stopping my thrusting entirely. She moves to thrust back against me, but I place my hand back on her hips, slowing her down, to a soft, pleasurable sliding along my cock.

I feel every fold and contour of Rosa, as she slowly slides back down me. The girls outside dither and blather, talking about how much they hate studying atomical re/deconstruction in Chemistry. One girl sits in the cubicle next to us, humming to herself as she goes, Rosa turning back to look at me,eyes heavy, as she pushes me all the way inside her slowly, at this angle, I almost brush her cervix, before she pulls away again, my cockhead on fire with pleasure, every inch of me telling my brain to shut up and fuck her brains out, savagely.

But I manage to hold out until the voices leave, the door shutting with a thump.

"Fuck!" I gasp, I push her forward by her hips, pulling myself nearly all the way out of her, before slamming into her, again and again, so hard that I send ripples along her plump asscheeks, Rosa takes one of my hands, placing my pointer finger in my mouth, as I root deep into her, sucking on it to quiet herself.

When she cums, she bites, ever so gently on it, her insides spasming as her orgasm rolls through her, her hair practically standing on end, before she slumps forward. "Oh... my... god." She glances back. "Oh, heh, thought you finished. Here, let me finish the... thing." She turns over, sitting atop the toilet now, hands cupping her tits together, as she lifts them to either side of my cock, grabbing my dick, she rubs me against her, lubing the area between them with our fluids.

The sensation as I fuck her pillowy breasts in near undescriable, warm and soft in the best way possible, she ducks her head, licking me clumsily as I thrust upwards, coating her face in my precum and her own spit.

(Cont)

>>38329408
Waiting ever so warmly.

>>38329408
What, no glowing hearts floating around everywhere?

She starts to rub them up and down, increasing the friction, massaging me with her fingers through breasts.

I'm beyond words by this point, hands on top of her head, thrusting again and again, "Are you close?" Rosa asks, pulling her breasts away.

I nod, my hips trying to hump thing air.

"Hold still then." With that, she presses me against the cubicle wall, leaning forward and taking me in her mouth, a few bobs of her head, and I'm over that sweet edge.

The pure bliss of relief as I cum in Rosa's mouth, as she fights past her gag reflex, unable to keep up with the amount I pump into her, she pulls off, my sperm leaving a milky trail down her chin, one last ropy stream splattering against her bare chest.

Rosa grins up at me, pink glittery heart floating out of the tresses of her hair, sparkling as they fly towards the ceiling. Splattered in my goo, face sticky with both of us, Rosa pats me on the thigh, giving my cock one last kiss on the tip. "This is good... I've been meaning to get a facial. I didn't mean like this, but this is more fun." She gulps again, licking some of my cum off her lips. "You wanna gimme a kiss?" She giggles, pouting her lips together, as the end of lunch bell rings.

>No time woman, we have education
>Not til you clean up
>Other

>>38329484
Hot make outs. Kiss her really deep.
We tasted jizz once, was not that bad.

>>38329484
Grab her head and kiss her passionately until one of you need to pull away to breath. Then hold her close while you both breath heavily afterwards.

>>38329484
>Not til you clean up, but do it quickly.

>>38329484
>Not til you clean up
Also, education.

>>38329484
Lick her neck, then give her a hicky and kiss her.

>>38329548
i think this is cute

>>38329508
Did we?

>>38329667
When we got gender bent.

>>38329667
As Dani I think. Maybe our own as Daniel as well when Claire surprised us.

I pull her up, licking along the sensitive part of her neck, just over her jugular, before biting down at the joint of her shoulder, sucking hard enough to leave the beginnings of a hicky.

"Heh... you're fun today." Rosa croons.

By way of response, I grab her and pull her in for one last kiss, pushing my tongue through her lips, breathing in her smell, chashing her delicious taste around her mouth, ignoring the taste of salt, before separating. "Love you." I tell her, with a wink.

"Hoo... really fun." She shakes her head, scooping the rest of my cum off herself and tracing a sticky trail of letters across the cubicle wall. "Dan... ny... Spel... tin... fucks... great..." That done, she fishes around for her clothes, "There, now the people who black light the walls can appreciate your talents." She flashes one more grin, zipping her jumper back up, before moving to clean herself off at the sink.

As I head for the door, she reaches out and slaps me on the ass. "Good hustle kid." I push the door open, coming face to face with Avery and Mia, both of whom turn to see me walking out of the girl's bathroom, Rosa washing her face behind me.

"Uhhhh, hey." I begin

Avery clears her throat as Rosa hurries out to join me, the rest of the school brushing around our small group heading to class, "You guys weren't... you know, were you?"

>Write in

>>38329699
"Jealous?"

>>38329699
invite her next time

>>38329699
"A gentleman never tells, so yes we were if I think I know what you mean, now lets head to class."

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>>38329699
U jelly?

>>38329699
Remove the name from the cubicle wall, We can't even say it was Claire.

>>38329699
"I can neither confirm nor deny."

>>38329699
"A gentleman does not talk of such things."

>>38329699
Tell her if she is jealous she can join us next time. Don't forget to touch her shoulder and make eye contact.

We still need to catch this one.

>>38329806
for Claire

>>38329824
for the both of us anon, so we can sandwich her between us and claire

>>38329699
"Yes, we needed a quiet place for our economy class, and since Rosa is rich and the toilet is a secluded and private place, we studied there. The strange smell and body fluids come from all the money and money shots."

>>38329847
Lame.

"Why? Jealous?" I prompt, moving to clap a hand on her shoulder.

She's already walking away by the time my hand's coming down. "In your dreams." She tosses over her shoulder, her ponytail bobbing as she walks.

"Shows what you know, I don't remember my dreams." I call after her, before following back to class, Mia slipping in one arm hug me from the side.

The rest of class passes as normally as morning, the lockdown ending around two in the afternoon, shutters sliding up to reveal a giant green corpse, suffering from a grisly decapitation, a small lake of blood pouring from it's neck stump.

Everyone crowds around the window to look of course, further angering Mr Oniz. He has to physically hurl some people away from the window and back to their seats before he can get back to his lesson on whatever it is we're studying at the moment. I flip to the page on the whiteboard.... "The case of the people vs Mighty Fist. Snoooore."

I shut the book and wait for the end of the day, phasing out into my half awake daydream state as usual, trying to stop images of Claire on fire flashing through my mind,

Thankfully, the sharp clatter of the school bed drives me out of my reverie. As does that ever present backpack to the skull.

God I hate you Nej. So much.

This time I meet everyone by Mia's desk, who's still busy finishing up a sketch, "Oh.. sorry." She flicks the book shut and stuffs it in her bag. "So are we gonna visit Claire, or...."

>What do?

>>38329910
Go see Claire.

>>38329910
"Yeah, we are. Probably buy her some chocolate to get get rid of hospital food taste."

>>38329910
Visit Claire with as many of the girls as we can rustle up.

On an unrelated note we really, really need to do something about the Nej backpack situation.

Either something straightforward like just standing up after the bell, or standing up to him. Or something sneaky like wearing a hat with the back covered in honey so that his bag gets sticky and attracts flies.

>>38329910
>>38329947
this, bring Rosa and Eri too

>>38329910
Go catch up to Nej, tell him to stop hitting us in the head with his backpack every single fucking day.

>>38329910
Visit Claire, bring appropriate food. Invite girls.

>>38329951
We should get some sort of helmet, that doesn't look like helmet. Maybe iron sombrero?

>>38330027
I was just thinking a ballcap, slide a piece of paper over the back opening, lather heavily with honey, and put it on a min or two before class ends. We can keep it in a ziplock bag when we don't need it. Eventually Nej will have to move on to less sticky prey, quit it, or deal with a nasty bag.

>>38329910
"Yeah, you girls go ahead first, I'll let Ms. Gutla know what happened to Claire."
Never assume we're not under surveillance in a public area.

>>38330050
Only problem I see is Mr.O not letting us wear a hat in class.

>>38330078
Just throw it on at the end. We could just wait for the bell.

"Yeah, but let's buy her something decent to eat on the way, wash out the taste of hospital food."

"Sounds like a plan. I guess I owe her an apology." Avery runs her tongue over her teeth. "She was only there because we were idiots in the first place."

I don't bring up that it was mostly her contact, instead leading the way to the closest shops, Mia showing us the get well soon card she was drawing in class, showing each of us smiling as we stand around Claire in bed.

I search around, trying to think of the best gift to get Claire, having already grabbed her a toothbrush and stuff

>Chocolate
>Porno mag
>Fruit pudding
>Ice cream

>>38330168
>Chocolate
>Porno mag
>Fruit pudding
>Ice cream

>>38330168
>Fruit pudding

>>38330168
>Porno Mag
>Ice cream

>>38330168
>Ice cream
>Chocolate

>>38330168
Yogurt and Fruit pudding.

Also Rosa should get her a vibrator, for hands free pleasure. Hella hard to masturbate with burnt wounds on hands.

>>38330168
>Porno mag
>Fruit pudding

>>38330168
>Chocolate
>Fruit pudding
No fridge so where we gonna put the ice cream if she's resting or not hungry and the porn is for private consumption.

fruit it is
moving on before this gets to be a huge side track

>>38330351
But Chuckles, we still haven't decided on the type of fruit.

>>38330351
y not all of them?

>>38330351
Yeah I figure some lychee and nata de coco in the pudding would go down well with Claire.

>>38330380
Ice cream will melt by the time we get it to her, and no fridge to store it if we do get it to her.
How's Claire going to hold and turn the pages (and schlick) of a porno mag if her hands are burnt?

I grab a couple of fruit puddings, Peaches and Buttermilk, Claire's favourite kind. Rosa sidles up and makes a discreet purchase that she refuses to divulge, quickly stuffing it in her bag.

I keep trying to pry it out of her, but she won't break the entire way to the hospital.

I ask at the information desk if we can see her, but the woman tells us that she has a max guest limit of two people at the moment.

"So which of you's going in?" The nurse asks, thumbing the door button.

The others all shrug. "Up to you I guess." Avery tells me. "The others can just go in afterwards."

>Write in

>>38330408
Us and Mia, then Rosa and Avery.

>>38330408
Us and Mia, then we can rotate people in as things go

>>38330408
Mia and Avery, We can go after that.

>>38330408
Us and Rosa

Anyone else shipping Mia and Av?

>>38330408
Ros a and us, so that Rosa can give Claire the obvious lewd gift without Avery making disgusted noises about it.

>>38330408
>Us and Rosa
then Mia and Av.

We want to see whats is her discreet purchase.

>>38330539
Actually, they do seem like they'd make a decent couple.

But it's not happening.

>>38330586
What's not happening?

>>38330539
Who needs shipping, when ewryone fucks everyone?

But yea they have complimentary personalities.

Problem is that Av would eventual hurt Mia, with her wild lifestyle.


Also we need to make some anti memory wipe plans. We gonna get anal probed otherwise.

>>38330649
Mia and Av going off and doing their own thing.

>>38330539
Well if Av wants some of Mia, she's got to join Claire's harem.

>>38330665
Yeah, probably not.

>>38330665
Yep, not happening.

Though what is happening now is me sleeping, fucking Chuckles' retarded schedule.

rosa and danny first then

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>>38330881
i lost my shit

>>38330881
>Avery
>Favourite Band: Marilyn Manson

The edge is real.

>>38330881
Christ. Danny is the only one with good taste in music.

>>38330963
but not in books. that being said, i did enjoy that series as a teenager but looking back it was really just a self insert power trip and really long winded.

>>38330963
Too bad about his taste in books.

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>>38330881
>so much shit taste

>>38330881
Wasn't Marie's last name "Gutla"?

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>>38331016
someone caught that good job

"Rosa, c'mon, we'll go in first and give her our stuff." She nods just a little self consciously, clutches her bag tighter and follows me through to the IC ward.

I lead the way back to the room I was shown last night, knocking gently before we enter. "Claire? You awake?" She doesn't move as we enter and take seats. I walk around the far side of the bed her head is resting towards. "Claire?"

"RAH!" She roars, jumping upright, skin crackling, causing me to jump. "Ahhh! Worth it!" She hisses as she lies back down. "What's up losers?" She asks, as I clamber out of the corner I jumped into.

"You know, it's not nice to terrify people who come visit you in the hospital." I point out.

"And you know it's not good to wake a sleeping patient, yet there you were trying to." She laughs.

I roll my eyes and set the pudding on her bedside table. "Here, got your favourite. Not that you deserve it."

"Sure I do." She grins.

"Feeling better Claire?" Rosa cuts in. "I heard it was bad... but, I didn't know it was..."

Claire shrugs. "Eh. Could be worse. Only pain is I'm healing from the inside out, so I can feel where my muscles contact the burnt bits. Itches like a motherfucker. Not to mention all the questions the docs keep asking me. Nosy pricks."

Rosa chews her lip. "Yeah... I had the same kind of problem when I was in hosptal. But I don't have super healing, and my parents were paying off the doctors who were asking questions."

Claire slaps her knees with a disturbing popping noise. "Man, being rich is easy mode."

>Rosa, reckon you can get the same treatment for Claire?
>Other

>>38330881
>>38331054
>Marie's ears are sensitive
What would happen if Mia drew Marie as an elf, with all that increased ear surface area?

>>38331116
>Other
"Maybe you can pass it off as the side-effect from some drug they dosed you with when we were kidnapped by those mercs? Would that be enough to get the government's attention and force you to get Registered?"

>>38331116
>Rosa, reckon you can get the same treatment for Claire?

>>38331116
>>38331174
this, also give Claire a good kiss where she isn't burnt, and if we can hold her hand or lay ours on her where it won't hurt her

>>38331174
>Would that be enough to get the government's attention and force you to get Registered?"
Why do you want to get her registered? we DON'T want that.

Say the rest but DON'T say the last part, the first is plausible in this city, the last sentence is stupid and we don't want to draw that kind of attention

>>38331230 here, >>38331244 is a good point, I'll change my vote to that, we don't want to say that last bit, but keep the kiss and hand holding if we can

>>38331174
That seems like a really bad idea, then they would just try to figure out what kind of a drug it is.

>>38331244
Pretty sure it was said in the sense of "would that still be saying too much?"

>>38331259
Then maybe say it was a side affect from some monsters battling near her when she was growing up?

>>38331273
Then it should be said clearly, because it wasn't said like that at all.

>>38331286
>Then maybe say it was a side affect from some monsters battling near her when she was growing up?
That doesn't really help, then they would just ask questions about that. also, it's basically admitting that she has superpowers.

well, this is a confusing mess

>Mishone parent aid
>Tell the truth and get registered
>Say it's a side effect of drugs from kidnapping

>>38331336
>Mishone parent aid

>>38331326
>also, it's basically admitting that she has superpowers.
Not really, saying she has a horrible condition from toxic waste she was exposed to with the only benefit of faster healing isn't superpowers.

>>38331336
>Mishone parent aid
if we can't do that then make up some plausible yet harmless story about monsters or something but don't make it sound like superpowers

>>38331244
Its a question asking if temporary regeneration due to drugs is enough to warrant being Registered, not a suggestion to get Registered. Was it that unclear for you to get the completely opposite message?

>>38331365
But it is. Drug that gives super healing? There are a shit ton of heros like that, claire would be tested and monitored 24/7.

>>38331401
Regardless, it certainly won't stop them from asking questions.

>>38331336
>Say it's a side effect of drugs from kidnapping

>>38331286
It was pretty clear.
"Would that (medical wonder drug) be enough (drug-induced healing) to get the government's attention and force you to get Registered?"

>>38331401
>Was it that unclear for you to get the completely opposite message?
Yes, it was completely neutral in inflection and after following the first sentence lended itself towards asking about that as if it would be a pursued course of action, which is a bad idea.

>>38331336
>Mishone parent aid

>>38331415
Its a question of whether the effect is permanent or only there while the drug is in her system.
If we spin it as a drug that accelerates and enhances healing, but requires regular doses as it gets used up, then it's just a wonder drug like antibiotics; no powers, just good medicine.

Mishone parent aid it is

>>38331464
>lended itself towards asking about that as if it would be a pursued course of action
The "force you to get Registered", combined with Danny's own desire to not be Registered, imply that this is an undesirable effect.
This should have been obvious.

>>38331485
Yes, and I'm sure no one in the hospital will care about the alleged unknown wonder drugs in her system. That would at best keep them asking questions.

>>38331464
That makes no sense. If we went to the trouble of coming up with a cover story, why would we immediately then suggest to get Registered instead of asking if the cover is good enough to avoid government attention?

>>38331530
I feel like we're mooching off of Rosa and the Mishone's too much recently.

>>38331662
What do you mean? Also, we don't have very many options here.

"Rosa, do you reckon your parent's might be able to pull the same kind of thing for Claire? Get them off her back, maybe a nicer room, if you feel like you can push it?

She nods, "Sure thing.... but I might just stick to asking mum. Daddy might not be up for it, but mum really likes you guys." She clutches at her bag. "Oh, umm, Claire. I bought you something at the shops too. It's a present to help with 'frustration'? Since I don't know how much nerve damage you had?"

Claire sits upright, shifting her bedress up , revealing the charred skin of her arms as well. "Oh boy, is it a sudoku?"

I resist the urge to cuff her over the head, as Rosa passes Claire a bullet vibrator. "Here. Figured I'd get something discreet. So you can hide it easy when the doctors come around."

Claire grins as she stashes it under her pillow. "Maybe I can use it when my nurse.. Cums.. around. Eh? Eh?" We both sandbag the pun entirely, staring at her. "Fuck you guys, I'm funny." Claire grumbles.

Rosa relents and laughs a little, leaning up and pecking Claire on the lips. "Well, I'm glad you've kept your spirits up. Want me to send someone else in? Avery and Mia are waiting outside as well."

"Really? Cool, yeah send in whoever." Claire turns up to me, "What about you?"

>I'll stay
>I'll go, let both the others in

>>38331737
>I'll go, let both the others in

Just warn her not to molest Av too much. She is almost cracked to the advances, and Claire might turn her off by pushing too hard.

Also warn her to not sexually harass nurse.

>>38331737
>I'll go, let both the others in
We can come back once one of them leaves.

>>38331737
>I'll go, let both the others in. Unless you'd rather I stay?

>>38331737
>I'll go, let both the others in
>give her a kiss before we leave, with plenty of tongue
Wait, wasn't the ER filled with people suffering laser cannon burns at one point? Maybe burn creams are a big pharma moneymaker. Big megacorps doing illegal human testing of their next big burn cream shouldn't be too far-fetched, and if its just a better drug than what's currently on the market, there may be less questions.

>>38330963
>The Pillows
>bad
You should be shot.

"I'll go, should let both the others in. Avery's feeling pretty guilty about this whole thing, so don't give her a hard time about it." I kiss her on top of the head, "And don't rape your nurses. I shouldn't have to say that, but still..."

Claire winks and blows me a kiss as the door shuts behind us. On the walk back the lobby, we walk past a stretcher, with a bunch of doctors crammed around it. Through the crowd, I catch a glimpse of one holding defibrelators, standing over an unmoving Sheen.

Huh.

Not my problem.

We tag out with Mia and Avery, who head into the depths of the hospital. "I'm gonna make the call to mum." Rosa tells me, pulling her phone out. "You?"

I look around the empty waiting room, chewing the inside of my mouth.

>What do?

>>38332002
Just wait for the others.

>>38332002
Might as well just wait. Maybe go to the toilet if you need to pee.

>>38332002
Call Marie to let her know what happened to Claire. Both as another lover of Claire, and as a student letting the school therapist know what happened to another student.

>>38332002
>Call Marie for goodness sake

>>38332002
Seconding >>38332124

>>38332124
sounds like a plan.

I step away from Rosa and call Marie.

Her greeting is unexpectedly chipper. "Danny! Hi, how are you? It's been a while? How are you doing?"

"Uh... I've been worse." I take a moment to put my words together. "Listen Marie, Claire got injured yesterday. Badly injured, she got burnt so bad that she's in the hospital recovering."

"Goodness! That's terrible! I'll alert the school. Do the doctors think she'll.... that is, has she recovered?"

I grimace, "They say she's stable, but... they're prying her with questions about her quick healing. Ones she doesn't want to answer."

"Yes... most teenagers don't want to register their powers these days... Well, listen I'm going to spend a few hours, I'm going to bake Claire a nice lovely pie, and I'm going to bring it over there as soon as possible, and give her time to talk about whatever she wants, as her fri- as a professional."

>That sounds lovely
>Other

>>38332360
>that sounds lovely
>pupy voice about being scared and if we can stay the night
>wait for the others

>>38332360
>That sounds lovely

>>38332360
>That sounds lovely
We should make time to talk with Marie about the dark side of the Registration Act; seems she doesn't know about the memory wipe part of it.

>>38332360
>That sounds lovely
We really need to spend some time with Marie soon, we've been neglecting her.

"That sounds lovely Marie. Really. I'll see you soon, okay?"

"Well... it'll probably take an hour or two, you should probably find something to do in the meantime. Alright, I'll get to work, any flavour she likes?"

A vague memory of Claire sleeping over my house a few backs and nearly creaming herself over Mum's blueberry pie swims up from my subconscious, "She loves blueberry actually."

"Right. Goodbye!" The call cuts, and I wander over to Rosa.

She gives me a hopeful thumbs up, "Mum said she'll pull all the strings she can..."

"I'm sensing a 'but' here."

Rosa looks down at her fingernails. "Buuuuut, she wants to have a long talk with you at some point. Alone."

"Do I have a choice at this point?" I ask. Rosa just shakes her head silently. "Oh well, it can't be too bad with just your mum. She likes me."

Rosa nods hopefully, "Oh! They're back." She points over to Mia, who's rubbing Avery's back, the taller girl wiping at her puffy eyes, spotting us, and ducking into a hallway, knuckling at the wet trails on her cheeks.

Mia looks between Avery and us, unsure of what too do.

>What do?

>>38332680
"Avery, you alright? What happened in there?"

>>38332680
Ask Mia what happened.

>>38332680
"What happened?"

>>38332680
Motion for Mia to go after Avery. She obviously doesn't want us to see her like this, but is willing to have Mia by her side.

>>38332680
Go see if they are alright.

I walk over to Mia, Rosa with me, and turn down the hallway to find Avery, wiping at her tears. "Av, you alright? What happened in there?"

She shakes her head, stamping her foot. "N-Nothing! Shut up! I wasn't crying, it was just... an allergy to the bleach is all."

"Avery..." Mia repeats her name gently behind me.

"I'm fine. Alright? I just.... I never seen a friend hurt this bad before. Usually it's either you keep on trucking, or you drop dead. With the mercs, you pull a bullet out and wash it with whiskey." She sighs.

"She's gonna be fine, she can heal from anything." Rosa assures her, stepping forward and patting her on the shoulder.

"Hospitals just.... they don't sit right with me. Buncha people waiting around to die." She sniffs loudly, "They remind me of my parents." She pulls her shirt up, exposing the the marred tatoo on her stomach. "They remind me of this. Man, fuck hospitals!"

She shrugs Rosa off and barges past us again, heading towards the door.

>What do

>>38332937
Follow her out as a group, maybe get some ice cream together if we have the money, while we wait for Marie to arrive.

>>38332937
Ask Rosa to take her home or something. Go back to Claire.

>>38332937
Have Rosa stick with Mia, go after Avery, see if we can't talk her through at least some of it. Fuck hospitals indeed.

>>38332937
"Look, Avery, people fight different kinds of fights in hospitals. Also, toughen up, I bet Claire has a hard on with crying dykes and she is just looking for an excuse for jumping on you. Again. So be strong if you don't want that."

>>38332937
Ice cream, chocolate, and hugs all around?

That's what I did when I got my earned money for the first time. Totally worth.

Also we should get massage shower thingy, and sealant tape, and stuff when going home. Any santechnic stores nearby?

IKEA equivalent, maybe?

>>38332937
Seconding >>38332982 and >>38333078

>>38333078
We're not going home yet.

>>38333165
We have like 2 hours, till Marie gets here, I am asking if there are stores around. Also we need movable shower head. Unmovable one sucks. Might as well make use of the time, if we can.

We shop for 2 hours is better than we wait for 2 hours.

>>38333269
Or we could talk to Claire some more.

"C'mon, let's follow her. She could use a cheer up." They run after her, while I stop by the gift shop, grabbing a bunch of ice cream bars and slamming them down to pay for them.

I track them down a short way down the street in a park, Avery trying her best not to cry, her head in Mia's lap, as both girls stroke her hair soothingly.

"Av, which one you want?" I ask, offering the four different flavours out. She takes the chocolate. Mia takes the vanilla, and of course Rosa picks strawberry, leaving me with the best flavour: banana.

I bite into mine, sitting in front of the crying girl and Mia. "Look. The way I see it... it's like, people are fighting a different kind of fight in the hospital. But, they're fighting to stay alive in a different kind of way is all. Yeah?"

She sniffs again, giving a shrug and a short nod, as she bites into her ice cream. "I guess." She rubs at her face again, smearing her tear tracks. "Fuck! Stupid eyes. I can't sto-hop." The sob mid sentence causes her to growl in frustration, tearing up a clump of grass and tossing it in the air.

"Avery... it's okay." Mia tells her. "I know how powerless it feels to have someone you care about in the hospital, trust me. But Claire won't give up. She's feeling fine, and she's a superhero. I bet she's up and running in a week."

Avery just sniffs, rolling onto her stomach and burying her face into Mia's lap, her hair tinted gold in the light of the setting sun, her half eaten ice cream melting into the grass.

>What do

>>38333400
Ask Rosa and Avery about the sleeping arrangements. And then go back to Claire.

>>38333400
Join in the hair stroking.

>>38333400
Eat ice cream to keep our foot out of our mouth, sit down next to the girls and wait for Marie to arrive.

>>38333400
Start planning out the recovery party.
Start planning out the living situation for Avery for the future.
Start "There-there"-ing Avery.

I decide to change the topic. "Hey Avery, got an idea where you wanna stay tonight?"

She grunts non committally into Mias' knee, until Rosa chimes in. "Didn't you say you were interested ain trying my place out? We have plenty of guest rooms..."

Avery looks back up, "Sure I guess. Thanks Rosa. Oh- thanks for the couch last night Danny, never said that."

"Anytime." I shrug, finishing the last of my ice cream and nudging Avery's neglected one away from the grass.

"Hey, if Avery's staying the night, why don't you guys?" Rosa asks. "We have plenty of spare bedrooms if you want your own, and..." She glances awkwardly at Avery, "Well my bed's pretty big too. And with Daddy out of town at the moment, I doubt anyone would say no."

>Sounds like a plan
>Actually....

>>38333774
>>Sounds like a plan

Without Claire it won't be the same tho.

Staying in a mansion full of girls, many of witch are wanting to have sex with you?
Like who would say no?

>>38333774
>Sounds like a plan
Would Marie be staying over as well?

>>38333774
>Sounds like a plan

>>38333808
It's two guys and two girls, anon.

>>38333774
Sounds like a plan. Have a creepy smile. Whisper to Rosa if Mom walking in on an orgy is one of her fetishes.

>>38333909
It's any combination of guys and girls possible if Mia has a say in the matter, anon.

"Sounds like a plan. We can head out once Marie gets here."

Speak of the devil. "DANNY!" There she is, waving at us, a box with steam rising from it. I run over to greet her, resisting the urge to kiss her. "I made it from scratch. Sorry it took so long." She tucks a stray hair behind her ear. I quickly tell the girls that Marie and I are going to drop the pie off, heading back to the hospital. "How are you coping? She asks, voice full of concern.

I shrug, "I could be a lot worse. Mia and Rosa have been helping me cope. They've really been there for me."

Marie nods, and before I can stop her, she swoops in, pecking me on the cheek, just before she steps through the hospital door. I take the moment to rub the spot, feeling a soft tingle on the spot, before catching up to her.

"So... the other girls and I.. we were thinking about having a sleepover at Rosa's house tonight. You want to come too?" I ask. once I clear Marie with the nurse.

She blushes, "But... I won't have my pajamas, or.. my toothbrush- or-."

"Rosa can lend you all of those, I'm sure. Come on it'll be fun, AND it'll be private."

She relents, "Okay.... I guess it can't hurt."

I point out Claire's room as we approach it, entering quietly.

By her quiet snores, and refusal to jump up and scare us this time, she seems genuinely asleep this time, wind rustling through her cracked lips.

Marie sets the pie on the bedside table, looking a little crestfallen that Claire's out of it.

>What do?

>>38334119
Put our hand on Marie shoulder. "She's going to be alright"

ALSO GODDAMN IT WE MISSED OUR OPPORTUNITY TO TELL CLAIRE SHE LOOKS HOT!

>>38334119
Fan the smell of the pie towards Claire.

If that does not work, put Rosas gift in Claire, and turn it on.

>>38334168
...too soon.

>>38334119
Are there cameras in this room? Is it isolated? I want to make sure we have privacy here.

Squeeze Marie's hand and tell her that Claire is going to pull through. Sit down, see if the smell of the pie wakes up Claire.

>>38334213
She would have found it hilarious.

>>38334119
"She'll be alright." Sit down for a bit before leaving.

>>38334119
Ask Rosa about the rape dungeon

>>38334391
She's not even here.

>>38334168
Talk about a burn.
Also, i feel like there is some hidden pun about witches, fires and stakes here somewhere.

I squeeze her hand. "She's alright. Just needs rest to get better is all." I usher her into a seat, hoping the smell of the pie will rouse her, as the scent fills the room.

She stirs weakly, twisting her neck to face us. "This isn't fair." She whines, eyes closed. "You're disrupting a patients sleep you know."

"Claire... I just wanted to come see you. S-sorry for waking you up."

Claire's eyebrows raise, eyes still shut. "Marie? Hey. Wanna give mumma some sugar?" Marie blushes heavily again, until Claire opens her mouth wide. "Pie please."

I clap Marie on the shoulder, open the box and pull one of the slices out, holding it out for Claire to nibble.

"Mmmmf. Sho moist. Da-ee, whoi can'f you cook this good?" She demands, amusement in her voice.

"Because I have no extreme talents?" I counter.

She nods, "Oh yeah, you're just lucky you have a nice butt. Now... Marie, nice to talk, missed you babes. Danny, this is the third time I'm saying bye today... so fuck off already." She rolls back over, "Damn it, I lost track of my comfy spot.

I place the pie box with her pudding, kiss her one last time, and lead Marie out again.

We flop down to sit in the park again, Avery looking a lot less depressed then last time I saw her at least.

"Hey... you wanna head back to my place now? Or something else?"

>Rosa's place
>Take them out somewhere nice, like....

>>38334551
>Rosa's place

>>38334551
>Rosa's place

post dannys theme song ideas
this is danny when he was flirting with eri
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XFkzRNyygfk

>>38334551
>>Rosa's place
Or
>An arcade
Gaming club.

>>38334551
>Take them out somewhere nice, like an arcade to dominate some scrubs in fighting games.

>>38334551
>>Rosa's place

>>38334551
>>Rosa's place

that is somewhere nice. Rosa has bigger screen than some arcades and a sex dungeon, + bed (and possibly breakfast?)

"Rosa, I'm not gonna lie, your house is probably the nicest place we could go in the entire city."

She shrugs, "Well... one of the nicest... there's always the Shtaels. They're place is even bigger than ours, and boy do they love mentioning it."

Avery rolls her eyes, "Yeah, must be real hard having your mansion be shown up by a more extravagant mansion."

The heiress clutches her cheeks, "Simply dreadful, they out spaced us by a whole three square feet. The shame! Now how will we obtain the honour of challenging them to duels with champagne bottles?"

A guy in a gimp suit comes screaming out of an alleyway, brandishing a knife, only for Avery to boot him in the neck, he falls to his knees, clutching his likely crushed trachea, until Rosa blasts a bolt of pink into him, sending him sailing back into the alley.

"Point being, Old money hates us cos we're new money. What a shame." Rosa shrugs, "Way I see it, we still have more than most people earn in thirty years."

Mia pauses at that, as we turn onto Rosa's street. "Then... how come you go to public school?"

Rosa shrugs, "You know.... reasons, I guess." She hurries on, pushing the gate open and letting us in, rather than calling the butler. "Welcome to Mancion de la Mishone!" She gestures about grandly. "Feel free to make yourselves at home."

The girls all wander in, dispersing through the quiet house, Rosa explaining that her mother will be out until late tonight anyways.

Marie takes the staircase down, heading for the basement I've told her about, Mia mills about in the kitchen with Avery, while Rosa heads upstairs.

I kick my shoes off in the doorway, deciding to...

>Have a shower, still smell like you fucked Rosa
>Go talk too

>>38335060
>>Have a shower, still smell like you fucked Rosa
Last thing we need is for her dad to come home and smell her on us. He still hates us.

>>38335060
>>Have a shower, still smell like you fucked Rosa

>>38335060
>Have a shower, still smell like you fucked Rosa
Rosa's mom wants to talk with us, probably tonight when she gets home, so better clean up.

>>38335060
>Have a shower, still smell like you fucked Rosa

>>38335060
>Ask about the rape dungeon

I decide it would probably be best if I don't smell like I was just balls deep inside the sole heiress of the house in case Rosa's parents come home, treading upstairs to the showers.

I enter the luxurious room, flexing my toes against the heated tiles underfoot, looking around the room. I crank a handle at random, and water starts spurting from three different spouts in the shower room, accompanied by a light mist rising off the floor, the gurgling of the drain hypnotic to listen to.

I strip off my clothes and head into the ridiculously large shower, grabbing a bar of soap at random and scrubbing myself down with it, gasping as a sudden chill hits when I leave the water stream.

Spearmint soap. That'll do it. I step back into the stream of just-right-temperature water, letting my shivers subside, steam pooling up around my waist now, being sucked out of the room by tiny vents in the walls.

I take a moment to complete unwind under the water, letting the divine pressure hammer my back like a thousand tiny massaging fists, before I grab a bottle of what I hope says sunscreen in some Euro language, Italian maybe?

" 'Cura Peli per le donne anziane'? Sounds right." I squirt some onto my scalp and massage it in, feeling at peace with the universe.

Of course, that can't last more than five seconds.

"Daniel. Long time no see." A flat voice echoes through the room, then my skull. "How are things?" A yellow flash resounds through the mist, stinging my eyes for a second. "Hospital trips? That's a shame." A small white cat rests atop a showerhead opposite me, flat dead eyes staring at me, one of it's ears half torn off. "Now you see Daniel.... there is a bit of an issue. And your old friend MT is going to need a spot of help to get out of it."

>End of Episode 42

>>38335569
fucking knew it
thanks for the thread chucks

>>38335569
So how badly did the cat and his team fuck up? Does it have anything to do with why Sheen was in the hospital? Did the stupid fucking cat wake up a super (not)angel?

Well anyways thanks for running!

>>38335569
>Hair care for older women
So when does Rose' mother come in?

>>38335569
I told you guys we should had raped that cat. Fuck the cat, or the cat fucks up.

The cat is evil.

>>38335569
Our lord and savior is back! Praise MT! TUNA FOR THE CAT GOD!

Chucks here electricity is kill
Can someone archove dis shit to suptg?

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>>38335569
He returns.

>>38335569
Magical Girl Dani next thread?

>>38336290
Only if we cordially invite our girls to fuck our ass.

>>38336224
Yes, our lord is back. Praise ButtTickler, herald of cats!

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