>>41207495
>>[ ] Tell Kyla to grab a broom and get sweeping

>>41207495
>[ ] Tell Kyla to grab a broom and get sweeping
time to cook

>>41207495
>[ ] Tell Kyla to grab a broom and get sweeping

>>41207495
>[ ] Tell Kyla to grab a broom and get sweeping

Just what the hell is our cat?

>>41207495
>>[ ] Tell Kyla to grab a broom and get sweeping

Deities pull their weight in this house, little lady.

>>41207495
>>[ ] Tell Kyla to grab a broom and get sweeping

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>>41207495
>[ ] Tell Kyla to grab a broom and get sweeping
>>41207787
Our cat is another god.

>>41207787
>>41207854
Who knows? Maybe our cat is another champion masquerading as our cat.

>>41207912
Its stonehands

>writing

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>>41207967
Why do I want it to be so but the the same time I don't.

>>41207912
Speaking of the tournament, the next major targets on our hit list should be the Tyrant and the Glutton.

The Tyrant for obvious reasons, as he/she(?) seems to want the Golden Age to come back, and just kind of seems to be an actual villain in this tournament.

The Glutton, who the Tyrant wanted an alliance to defeat (that Saif wasn't opposed to talking out) I gotta bad feeling about; the greatest threat to villains are other villains.

If Tyrant wants the gods to come back, and particularly wants the Glutton out of the way, that doesn't mean Glutton is worth keeping around; he/she could want to rule the world, instead of the gods doing so.

The name 'Glutton' sort of sends that message.

"The broom's in the closet” You say.
“Why are you telling me this?” She asks.
“Because you're cleaning up the damn mess you made” You say. “I need to find something new for breakfast, because someone spilled all the dang Cheerios”

“You're making me sweep?” She asks.
“Hey, you live here you have to pull your weight” You say. “It's honestly the least you can do for sweeping me up into all of this”
“I gave you the mask” She says.
“Which was all a part of sweeping me into this” You say. “And speaking of sweeping: closet, broom, go”

Kyla glares at you, before turning on her heel with a exaggerated “Humph” and heading to the bedroom.

You sigh and start looking around the kitchen. It's been a while since you bought groceries, so your supplies are running a little low...

Well... not low. Practically non-existent. You have... uhhhh... ramen... and... more ramen.

“Looks like it's ramen” You say, grabbing some bowls. “Hopefully this 'offering' will not offend your goddess”

Kyla comes back in with a broom, grumbling as she does. “I just hope that you know how demeaning this is” She says.

“It's not demeaning” You say. “For the time being you're human, and you need to deal with that. That means doing your part around here”
“I left some food for you, didn't I?” She says.

>[ ] You didn't make that?

>[ ] That's not enough

>[ ] Talk about last night

>[ ] Other

>>41208313
>>[ ] You didn't make that?
>[ ] Talk about last night

>>41208313
>>[ ] You didn't make that?
CAUGHT IN THE ACT; MORIARTY MADE IT.

We can also segue into
>Talk about last night.

>writing

“Well, yeah that was-... hang on, you left some?” You ask. “You mean you didn't make that?”
“Well... no” She says.
“Who did then?” You ask. “Was it Moriarty?”

“No, it wasn't Moriarty” She says. “He's a cat. Cat's can't cook”
“Cat's also don't use the toilet” You say. “To be honest I wouldn't be surprised to find out that he could cook as well”

“It was your neighbour” She says.
“Ms. Browning?” You ask.
“Yeah, the pretty blond” She says. “She came over to say hi, and stayed to help make dinner with her daughter”
“Huh...” you say.

“Huh?” She asks.
“It's weird, but I never actually considered her as my neighbour. Aside from our chats in the elevator, I haven't really seen her around here”
“You should go by and say hello sometime” She says. “She told me to tell you that we're invited to dinner at her place tonight”

“That's nice of her” You say.
“You planning on going?” She asks.

>[ ] I've got nothing else to do

>[ ] Might be a bit awkward...

>>41208814
>[ ] I've got nothing else to do

>>41208814
>>[ ] Might be a bit awkward...
But
Why not
>[ ] I've got nothing else to do

>>41208814
>>[ ] I've got nothing else to do
Don't have to worry about cooking dinner.

>>41208887
Second
Stonehand is the teachers daughter

>writing

>>41208814
> nothing to do
I`ll be voting\ writing like a retard because phone

>>41208991
I certainly hope that's not the case, as I wouldn't want to deal with the realization that we were kissed (before the head-crush) by a little girl.

“It might be a bit awkward, but I don't see a reason not to go” You say, starting on making the ramen. “Hopefully her daughter doesn't try to shake me down again”
“Sarah tried to shake you down?” Kyla asks.
“When we first met on Sunday, before... Y'know” you say. “She tried to extort me in return for telling me where the fuzzball went”
“The fuzzball?” Kyla asks.

“Meeeeee” Moriarty says, pawing at your pant leg.

“Oh, right. Fuzzball” Kyla says. “But moving along. Anything else interesting happen last night?”
“Well... you know that Stonehands kinda helped me out... The Tyrant tried to band everyone together against The Glutton” You say.

“You take that offer?” Kyla asks, sweeping her mess into a dustpan.
“I tried” You say. “Apparently it doesn't extend to me. The Tyrant seems to want you dead”
“It was worth a shot” Kyla says.
“I thought so” You say.

“Anything else happen?” She asks.
“Not really” you say.

“Good” She says. “Because your water is boiling”
“It is indeed” You say, flipping the stove back off.

>The time is 6:45. By the time you finish eating it will be 7

>Time for 2 actions

>[ ] Exercise alone

>[ ] Exercise with Kyla (only one action this time)

>[ ] Practice your guitar playing

>[ ] Play with Moriarty's

>[ ] Study

>[ ] Other

>>41209305
>>[ ] Exercise with Kyla (only one action this time)
>[ ] Study
We won't get caught by pop quizzes anymore!

>>41209305
>>[ ] Exercise with Kyla (only one action this time)
>[ ] Practice your guitar playing

I'm tempted to say study, but, at the same time, after tiring out Kyla, I want to introduce her to the magic of rock n' roll.

>>41209249
That would be great!

>>41209379
Actually, fuck it, I'll change to study.

>>41209305
>[ ] Exercise with Kyla (only one action this time)
>[ ] Study

>>41208100
Maybe we can at least ask her if the Tyrant/Glutton's champions are usually complete prats. Was that a topic she couldn't talk about? I forget.

>writing

>>41209396
Bad anon, bad anon!
We shal not kiss little girls.

>>41209529
Well, Kyla didn't seem to bat an eye to everyone banding together to kill Glutton, which kind of nods towards the kind of people that god picks.

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>>41209676
>>41209676
Just let it happen anon, its the will of the gods.

So right now we have

>Hostile
Tyrant
Berserker
Traveller

>Odd relationship
Creator
Butcher

>Neutral/Unknown
The rest

That seem right so far?

>>41209739
Stonehand, best hand.
We shoukd propose an aliance, i mean, the only way she can make sure we are her pray is to help us survive

>>41209739
Traitor/Smith/Scholar might have spots under Odd relationship, maybe.

You set the two bowls of ramen down on the table and take a seat.

“So is The Tyrant's champ usually an asshole?” You ask.
Kyla blows on her bowl before answering. “It varies” She says.
“Can you even answer that question?” You ask.
“No” She says.

“But you just did” You say.
“Did you learn anything new?” She asks.
“Well... no” you say.
“Then the rule remains unbroken” She says.

“What about people banding together to kill off certain champions, is that normal?” You ask.
“If one is particularly dangerous, yes” She says.
“Still not breaking the rule?” You ask.
“You're only asking these things to confirm things you already suspect. So still no” She says.

Kyla starts slurping back her noodles without another word, so you shrug and follow suit. Once you're done, you collect the bowls, put them in the sink, and push the couch over.

“Exercise again?” Kyla asks.
“Yep” You say.

Kyla sighs and takes up her position. “Well, if I'm to be stuck with this body for a while I may as well take care of it” She says.
“That's the spirit!” You say. “Ready?”
“Ready”

>[1/2]

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>>41209803
Indeeders, I agree

(pic relevant to how she probably feels)

>>41209844
I'm curious, was Kyla bullshitting us when she said she picked a body Saif "couldn't seduce", or is that really her true form?

>>41209803
Its an option for sure, but I do want to see if there are any others as well.

>>41209930
If I remember right its that she is getting so weak that, that form is the easiest to sustain. Even then it'll only last another year or so.

>>41209930
I think she was honest. She chose something apropriate and that wouldn`t send the wrong message

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>>41209985
>She chose something apropriate and that wouldn`t send the wrong message
I remember walking in to a little girl wearing one of Saif shirts.

>>41210067
That`s your perverted mind anon, not Saif`s, he seems to be a well adjusted young man.

>>41210112
True, I'll calm down.

“You can read this shit?” Kyla asks.
“No” You say. “Which is why I need to study”
“What sort of language is this?” She asks.
“Math” You say.

“Are there people who speak this?” She asks.
“No, but you're expected to learn it anyway” You say.
“Society these days is backwards” She says.
“I'm sure your society had it's fair share of bullshit” You say.

“Yeah, but it was all divine bullshit. You guys did this to yourselves” She says.
“Did you actually not have math back then?” You ask.
“Of course we did. But only a few needed to learn it” She says.

“Globally speaking, only a few get to learn it in our time” You say.
“And not all of them want to” She says. “Backwards”

You sigh and close your math textbook. You've gotten through most of the stuff that stumped you on yesterday's test. Hopefully Mr. Singh isn't planning on having more of those in the near future... the combined stress of more tests plus your night time activities might actually kill you...

Okay, scratch that. It has already killed you...

A few times...

Time to stop thinking about this. Time to go to school and think about math and science for a while...

You slip your textbook back in your bag and put your shoes on. “See you after school” You say.
“Have a good day” Kyla replies.

You head out the door and down the hall, meeting Ms. Browning at the elevator.

>[ ] Thank her for feeding your “daughter”

>[ ] Ask how her morning is going

>[ ] Other

>>41210196
>>[ ] Thank her for feeding your “daughter”
>>[ ] Ask how her morning is going

Don't see why we can't do both.

>>41210196
>[ ] Ask how her morning is going
then
>[ ] Thank her for feeding your “daughter”

>>41210196
>>[ ] Thank her for feeding your “daughter”

>>41210196
>>[ ] Thank her for feeding your “daughter”
>>[ ] Ask how her morning is going

Not mutually exclusive

>writing

Fucking hell, I just realized, after looking through the archives, that the question of banding together to defeat another champion was answered when Kyla said Champions typically do so when the one they're targeting is 'playing dirty' (harming loved ones/whatever else counts); seems like Glutton might be doing things he shouldn't.

>>41210436
I'm just upset that we essentially asked the same question twice.

“Good morning” You say.
“Buuuhhhhhhhhhhhhh” Ms. Browning says. “Yeah... morning”
“Rough night?” You ask.
“Not really” She says. “Ran out of coffee. Forgot to get more”
“Ouch” You say.

Ms. Browning takes a deep breath and recomposes herself. “But! I'm still a teacher, so I need to look chipper until I can get some delicious, delicious caffeine in my body. Then I can be actually chipper”

“Works for me, as long as my class isn't the one getting 'fake chipper'” You say.
“Oh, god no” She says. “By 2nd period I'm usually on my 2nd cup”
“You may have a problem” You say.
“No such thing as too much coffee” She says.
“I think that a doctor would disagree with you” You say.

She drops the 'chipper' act. “You're no fun” She says
“I'm technically your job” You say. “I'm not supposed to be fun”

She shrugs. “You got me there”

The elevator arrives, and you let her step in first.

“So, listen” You say. “I wanted to thank you for helping Kyla out last night”
“Don't mention it” She says. “Seriously, you probably don't want to be spreading the word that you accidentally adopted a kid”

“I'll keep that in mind” You say.
“Good” She says. “So, did the little one tell you about tonight?”
“She did” You say.
“You coming?” She asks.
“It would be rude not to” You say. “Do you want me to bring anything?”
“Coffee?” She asks.

>[ ] I'll see what I can do

>[ ] No coffee

>>41210610
>[ ] I'll see what I can do

>>41210610
>[ ] I'll see what I can do
Need groceries anyways.

>>41210610
>I'll see what I can do.

>writing

“Well... I'm pretty much out of everything now, so I might as well go grocery shopping after school” You say.

Ms. Browning stares at you blankly.

“So I guess I could grab some coffee for you” You say.
“Yay!” Ms. Browning says, jumping up and hugging you tightly.
“Uhhhh...” You say.

Ms. Browning pulls away and composes herself again. “Sorry...” She says. “You probably shouldn't tell anyone about that either”
“Agreed” You say.

The elevator reaches the ground floor, and you say your farewells to Ms. Browning. You pull your iPod out as you walk into the lobby. It's been a while since you last listened to music. In fact, the last time you actually used this thing was Sunday, before everything went to shit...

You navigate the menu to shuffle, and hit enter.

https://youtu.be/l36jdnu-9R0

The walk to school passes quickly, as time always seems to when you're tuned in. It goes peacefully as well, until someone crashes into you.

“Sorry! Gotta go!” They say...

Hang on, that was Yui. Where could she be going?

>[ ] Call out to her

>[ ] Let her go

>>41211139
>[ ] Let her go

>>41211139
>>[ ] Call out to her

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>>41210610
>“It would be rude not to” You say. “Do you want me to bring anything?”
>“Coffee?” She asks.

It's official: Saif is Kimihito and Browning is Ms. Smith (for those who get the reference).

>>41211139
>>[ ] Call out to her

>>41211139
>[ ] Call out to her

>>41211183
Darling, good one.

>writing

“OI! YUI!” you shout.

Yui stumbles, stops, and turns around.

“Saif?” She asks.
“Last time I checked” You say. “Where are you off to in such a hurry?”
“I'm late” She says.
“Late for school?” you ask.
“Of course!” She says.
“What time is it?” You ask.
“It's like... 9:00!” She says.
“No it isn't” You say.
“Bullshit!” She says, striding up to you and grabbing your wrist.

You watch the look of realization and mild embarassment dawn on her face as she looks at the time.

“Well... never mind then” She says.
“Good morning to you too” You say.
“Good morning” She replies.

>[ ] Ask what made her think she was late

>[ ] Ignore her antics. Talk about something else

>>41211583
>[ ] Ask what made her think she was late
"Did you set your clocks wrong or something?"

>>41211583
>>[ ] Ask what made her think she was late

>>41211583
>[ ] Ask what made her think she was late

>>41211583
>[ ] Ask what made her think she was late

>writing

“What made you think you were late?” You ask.
“Eh heheh... I guess I didn't have my head screwed on straight this morning” She says.
“Rough night?” You ask, for the second time this morning.
“Rough morning” She says. “My alarm is a jerk”
“You should get a cat and a daughter. I guarantee you'll beg to have the alarm back” You say.

“Trouble?” She asks.
“Kyla couldn't reach the cereal, and she wound up spilling it everywhere” You say.
“Hmm... judging by what was in your apartment the other day... I take it you had ramen for breakfast?” She says.
“Yup” You reply. “Truly the breakfast of champions”
“You need to go grocery shopping” She says in a scolding tone.

“I am” You say. “After school today. I can't really go another day without it, and Ms. Browning needs coffee”
“You're buying coffee for your teacher?” She asks.
“It's better than the alternative. She's weird when she hasn't had her coffee” You say.
“Weird how?” She asks.
“I dunno... just weird” You say.

>[ ] Ask if Yui wants to come shopping with yourselves

>[ ] Ask Yui how her prep is going

>[ ] Tell Yui about how work went yesterday

>>41211981
>[ ] Ask Yui how her prep is going

>>41211981
>[ ] Ask if Yui wants to come shopping with yourselves

>>41211981

>[ ] Ask if Yui wants to come shopping with yourselves

>[ ] Ask Yui how her prep is going

>>41211981
>>[ ] Ask if Yui wants to come shopping with yourselves
>>[ ] Ask Yui how her prep is going

>writing

>yourselves
>Not really sure how that one got past me...

"You wanna come with?" You ask.
"Come grocery shopping?" She asks.
"Yeah" You say.
"Not really" She says. "maybe some other time"
"Aww, who's gonna carry my stuff if you don't come?" You ask.

"You have arms" She says.
"I do" You reply. "But I'm also lazy"

Yui bops you on the head. "You aren't supposed to make girls carry your stuff" She says.
"You don't count" You say.
"I do so" She says. "I have the girl parts. I am the girl"
"You're missing one though" You say.
"If you make a joke about my butt..." She says.
"That too, but you also lack a chest" You say.
"Not the girl part I was talking about" She says. "And I do so have a chest"

"I've seen men with bigger boobs than you" You say.
"Those are moobs, and they don't count" She says. "Only truly sophisticated men can appreciate the smaller bust"
"Only if there's something there to appreciate" You say.

"You are this close to getting titty-twisted" She says.
"At least I have titties to twiOWWW OWOWOW" You say, as Yui grabs one of your nipples and wrenches it.

Yui withdraws her hand and walks away from you, satisfied with the pain she has caused.
"I'm going to get you back for that" You say, rubbing your sore nipple.
"I look forward to it" She says, smiling cheekily and skipping off to the school's entrance...

>[ ] Head to your class

>[ ] Go see who's in the cafeteria

>[ ] Go after Yui

>[ ] Other

>>41212520
>[ ] Head to your class
We will, but when she least expects it.

>>41212520
>>[ ] Go after Yui

>>41212520
>>[ ] Head to your class
you know, we STILL haven't gone to learn magic, yet.

>>41212622
Or learned how to swim in oil.

>>41212520
>[ ] Go see who's in the cafeteria

>>41212520
>>[ ] Head to your class
Hopefully we run into Claire on the way, if not, at least there's music class.

Does Claire have a bigger bust than Yui?

>>41212658
Probably, she's French

>>41212658
Yes, but that's not a difficult achievement. Yui's pretty small.

>writing

Later. When she least expects it.

You can't exactly pay her back in kind, but you have other ways. You know her one true weakness..

You smile darkly as you walk to your math class, one hand still rubbing your sore nipple. Damn, she knows how to make you sore...

You step into your math class and sit down next to your friend.

"What happened to you?" He asks.
"This? Yui" You say.
"You know, you're the only guy I know who will kick a hornet's nest, and after getting stung say 'that was fun' and do it again" He says.
"It's not the sting, it's the reaction I get from the hornets" You say. "They just get so mad"

Veer laughs. "So how's it going?" He asks.
"Better" You say. "I got some studying done this morning in case Mr. Singh decides that this week is now pop quiz week"
"I don't think so" He says. "You know he only does that when he catches someone sleeping in class, right?"

"He does?" You ask. "Then I'm not the only one who does that"
"No, but you're probably the cause most of the time" He says.
"I can't help it, man. Math bores the shit out of me" You say.

"But you like physics" He says.
"That's different" You say. "Physics equations have real world applications"
"So do these" He says.
"Less relevant" You say.
"Suit yourself" He says. "Just let me know if you need help"
"Gotcha" You say, as Mr. Singh comes into the class and immediately starts bor-... teaching the class...

>Roll for attention
>Usual dice

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>41213094

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>41213094
spaghetti

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>41213094

>Young Arabic man in a Katawa Shoujo-esque relationship with a pretty french girl.

Gods above, Saif, you're living the dream.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>41213094

>25 in 3

>Saif paid normal attention to his math class
>writing

Despite your hatred of math, you lasted through this class. You even managed to retain some of the information spoken at you by your monotonous teacher.

"You actually managed to stay awake" Veer says. "I'm impressed"
"Yeah, yeah. I do remember my priorities" You say. "And one of those happens to be passing this class so I NEVER have to take it again"

"At least your priorities are straight, even if your heart isn't in the right place" He says. "Now come on, let's hurry to Music so you can chat up that Claire girl some more"

You pack up your books and the two of you start heading out. "Yeah good id- wait. How do you know I've been talking to Claire" You ask.
"A little bird told me" He replies.
"Sure, Varys" You say. "been watching a lot of that show, eh?"
"Hopelessly addicted" He says.
"That doesn't answer my question" You say.

"Alright, a cousin of mine lives by there" He says. "You know Bupinder?"
"Yeah, I've met him" You say.
"Well, Claire kind of stands out. Especially at 11pm being wheeled home by someone as sketchy as you" He says.
"I am not sketchy" You say.
"So what's the story behind that?" He asks.

"Her usual aids ditched her, so I offered to walk her home" You say.
"From...?"
"The cafe" You say. "Don't be getting any weird ideas"
"I wasn't, but now it sounds like I should" He says.
"You shouldn't" You say.
"If you say so" He says.

>[1/2]

The two of you make your way into the classroom and head to the back to grab your instruments.

The classroom looks pretty empty, being entirely devoid of life with the exception of you, Veer, Ms. Browning, Claire, and a new girl with blond hair who you don't recognize.

Ms. Browning is behind her desk reading something, and Claire is talking to the new girl.

>[ ] Go talk to Ms. Browning's

>[ ] Go talk to Claire and the new girl

>[ ] Sit down and play

>[ ] Other

>>41213684
>>[ ] Go talk to Claire and the new girl
As if this is a real choice.

>>41213684
>[ ] Go talk to Claire and the new girl

>>41213684
>>[ ] Sit down and play

>>41213684
>[ ] Sit down and play

>>41213684
>[ ] Go talk to Claire and the new girl

>writing

"You mind if I-"
"Go for it man" Veer says, holding out a fist.

You bump his fist, and walk over to where Claire is talking to the blond.

"Good morning" You say.

Claire peeks out from around the blond. "Ah, good morning Saif" She says. "Sank you again for last night"
"Don't mention it" You say.

"So this is Saif" The Blond says. "You weren't kidding, he certainly is handsome"
"Uhhh... yeah. That's me" You say. "Saif Malikov"

The Blond extends her hand to you. "Abigail Dietrich" She says.

Abigail holds the handshake for a bit longer than you expect, and only breaks away when Claire interrupts.

"S-so! Saif, did you get home alright last night?" She asks, a very obvious blush having blossomed on her face.
"I did" You say. "My-"

"Okay!" Ms. Browning shouts. "Everybody quit the chit-chat and take your seats. We've got some work to do, and a few announcements"

"We'll talk later" You say to Claire.
She smiles sheepishly and rolls over to her usual spot, while you take your guitar case and head to your seat.

>[1/2]

You get set up while the chaos of the classroom dies down to the point where Ms. Browning can talk without shouting. You so engrossed in talking to Claire, that you didn't even notice the classroom filling up.

"Alright! First off, new student" Ms. Browning says. "Names... uhhh..." She flips through some pages looking for the desired information

"Abigail" Abigail says. "Abigail Dietrich"
"Yes! That" Ms. Browning says. "Why don't you... tell us a bit about yourself while I find these darn papers..."

"Gladly" Abigail says.

Like a trained speaker she fixes just about everyone in the room with her piercing blue eyes as she talks.

Abigail comes from Germany. Apparently her family and Claire's family have been close for a while, and when Claire moved away from Europe to come here, Abigail convinced her family to follow.

"And here they are!" Ms. Browning says, finally pulling out the page she was looking for. "Right there now that I don't need them"

The class chuckles at the teacher's expense, but a stern glare from Ms. Browning shuts them up. As scatterbrained as she may seem when she lacks caffeine, you don't think her bad side is a good place to be right now.

"So, you're taking an advanced music class so you must play something" Ms. Browning says.
Abigail looks from Claire, to you in a very pointed manner. "Is there room for another string instrument?" She asks.
"Well, sure" Ms. Browning says. "Which one, exactly?"
"Violin" Abigail says. "If there isn't one here, I could bring my own"

"Sounds fine to me" Ms. Browning says. "Why don't you go take a seat over there and get acquainted with your neighbours... neighbour, seeing as Dominic is absent. Again... little truant"

>[2/3]

Abigail walks from the front of the class to the area where you and Dominic sit, and pulls up a chair next to you.

Claire looks on with a very unamused expression.

"I guess we're neighbours now" Abigails says, shifting her chair MUCH closer to yours than you feel is really necessary.
"Y-yeah, I guess so" You say...

You look back to Claire, only to find her making every effort not to look in your direction.

"Yyay" You say, unenthusiastically.
Somehow, your favourite class just became complicated...

Goddess, French girl, German girl, and maybe a Japanese girl.

Saif has his work cut out for him.

That's not mentioning the Teacher and Safi.

And that's all for tonight!

Looking to start alternating between this and ODW soon, probably at the end of this in-game day.
ODW will likely start back up with a thread from an alternate perspective. Not sure whose yet. Likely going to be Selene's.

Next thread will be sometime this week, not sure when that'll be yet. But when I know, you'll know.

As always I'll be sticking around to take questions/suggestions

>>41214494
Thanks for the run.

>>41214494
thanks for running

>>41214494
Excellent thread, Smiley! It'll be good to have ODW back, though.

>>41214567
Especially after the last thread, where Giles pulled rank, and strolled threw an enemy camp like a fuckin' boss.

>>41214494
I'm assuming that Kyla will ask to have something to do again later when she finishes Durarara?

Then we can introduce her into the wonderful world of videogames, hoping we can start that with either Fallout, Doom, CS:GO, or Deus Ex.