Mark is getting restless and looks like he's about to say something. You realize that you should probably do something and either knock him out or try to convince him. You're reluctant to continue with the physical violence, however, as he has been your good friend so far and Laura really seems to like him. Comparing how studious and uptight Laura was in high school to the way she's opened up now, Mark's relationship with her might not be so bad.

Still, he is some kind of seduct...tress? er? You can't completely trust what he's saying.

You consider calling Susan, but the thought of running to her for every issue leaves a bad taste in your mouth. You're not going to be much of an agent if you can't take care of yourself, and besides, this issue seems to be within your capabilities to handle.

>Tell him what you are and attempt to convince him
>Don't tell him what you are and attempt to convince him
>Restrain him and call Susan anyways
>Other (Write-in)

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>>43873725
Rapey~ When are you doing your vat-loli quest?

>Don't tell him what you are and attempt to convince him

>>43873738
>Don't tell him what you are and attempt to convince him

>>43873738
>Don't tell him what you are and attempt to convince him


Glad to see your back, rapey. Missed last night's thread and I thought It'd be another 2 months till the next one

>>43873782
Soon TM

Finals week coming up but I might be able to squeeze out some time.

>>43873738
>Don't tell him what you are and attempt to convince him
I think we should let on that we know about paranormal stuff though.

Yes, managed to catch the thread this time!
>>43873738
>>Other (Write-in)
>Try and replicate the spikes he grew.
Bluff bluff bluff!

>>43873934
What makes your citrus fruit so inclined towards sexual assault anyway?

>>43873738
>Tell him what you are and attempt to convince him

>>43873976
Well, rapey is an adjective and lemons are also a type of story...

Dark times.

>>43874033
Lewd.

>>43873782
>>43873791
>>43873847
>>43873938
Don't!

>>43873966
Bluff

>>43874007
Tell.

Okay, convincing without giving anything up first.

Roll a 1d100, best of three.

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>43874099
Here we go!

Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>43874099

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>43874099
Was this high or low?

>>43874139
>>43874125
>>43874110

Higher is better.

Writing!

>>43874153
Guess we did okay then!

If we don't get any info from Mark now, we should ask Summer or Susan what kinda paranormal entity he is.

>>43873725
A little warning on twitter in advance would have been appreciated, I could have missed the thread!

And that'd be no good!

>>43874637
Sorry, just woke up! Will try to warn the night before next time!

>>43874653
It's okay, glad to have you back! It's been a while.

"Hey," you say, startling him out of whatever he was going to do. "That's not really fair, is it? You're the one who got us into this mess, and now you're want to attempt an untested method of giving me amnesia? What if I forget my name or how to walk or something? How are you going to explain that?"

Mark blanches at the thought. "It's more like hypnosis," he mutters to himself. "You would have been fine. Probably."

"And suppose you try to force your mindwipe on me," you continue. "What are you going to do? Try to fight me again? It's pretty obvious that whatever you were trying to charm me with isn't really working anymore."

Mark mutters something again, in a lower voice, and you hear something that sounds suspiciously like "wasn't transformed", but you don't bring it up in case he gets paranoid about that information too.

"Sooo, anyways, how about we just forget about this and move on?" you offer, extending a hand. "I won't pry, and we can pretend this never happened. It's not like you do this kind of thing regularly... right?"

"No, no," Mark says quickly. "Of course not. It would be weir..." He trails off. "Okay, it might explain why a teacher changed my essay grade to an A when I went to talk to her in person, but other than that... no?"

"That's totally not fair."

"Accidents happen?"

(1/2)

You shake your head and sigh. "Anyways, your decision?"

Mark looks up at you with his dark green eyes as he slowly rises. "Alright," he says, taking your hand in a firm grip and pulling himself up. "I'm not going to try to push anything onto you, but I'm going to have to tell my... um... people," he amends weakly.

"Are you seriously telling me there are more of you?" you ask. "Why would you do that?"

Mark smacks himself in a face before dragging his palms down his cheeks. "Forget I said that."

"Don't worry, I was going to assume that anyways," you reassure him. "But if you tell them that I know, they're not going to send, like, hitmen after me, right?"

Mark looks uncomfortable. "Probably not? I mean, I don't think they do things like that."

"..."

(2/2)

>Try to ask for more information to determine your safety
>Nah, should be fine for now, and you can always ask Mark how they responded later
>Other? (Write-in)

>>43874744
>Try to ask for more information to determine your safety

>>43874677
Thanks! Feels good to be back writing again.

>>43874744
>Try to ask for more information to determine your safety

>>43874744
>Other? (Tell him not to tell his 'others')
We're keeping a secret for him, it's only fair that he can keep this secret for us. Otherwise this will only end up escalating, and we can assure him, he doesn't want that.

>>43874744
>Try to convince Mark not to tell, they'll probably just get annoyed with him and try to mind-wipe us instead.

We're currently dealing with zombie mafia after Lisa right? Having to worry about a group that might try to mind-wipe us on top of that is pretty stressful. (also we should probably work out if we can alter ourselves to be immune to the hypnosis/charm just in case).

>>43874744
>>Other? (Write-in)
"Mark, this is unacceptable. If you are not going to see reason in this, I will have to get my benefactor involved, who will make life considerably more difficult for both yourself and your tribe. So, either keep this to yourself, or this is going to get messy. This point is non-negotiable."

>>43874744
>Try to ask for more information to determine your safety
This is serious trouble

>>43874744
>Ask why they're so damn secretive anyway. And since they apparently are, why was he so careless about letting you find out? He's really doing a bad job making up for the whole skeevy seduction shit here, you don't need any shadowy organizations stalking or kidnapping you.

>>43874885
When you say "benefactor" are you talking about the organization, or fae-mom? Regardless we're trying to keep it on the down low that we're supernatural too, but if we SERIOUSLY don't want this group after us, mentioning we're in bed with the fae might give Mark pause.

I wonder if we could change the subject and just straight up tell him, "yo that 'haunted' closet we investigated? did you know it's actually haunted?" (Did Mark go with us to the closet?)

>>43874881
Good thing Rachel has protagonist resilience, any other character would probably have a tough time with all this stress yeah.

>>43874964
Organization. If we leave the identity of our benefactor a secret, it may have greater effect.

>>43874964
Yes he did, along with Laura and Chloe.

>>43874841
>>43874778
>>43874889
>>43874925
Ask for more information

>>43874843
>>43874881
>>43874885
Mark, keep your mouth shut

Will try to combine the two!

Roll a 1d100, best of 3!

Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>43875075
C'mon dice!

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>43875075

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>43875075

>>43875087
>>43875091
>>43875109

Writing!

>>43875091
Guess we do fine! Hopefully.

Anybody have any ideas what Mark is? hypnosis, charm, spines and a transformation into what I imagine is a true form or something...

>>43875156
Might be something exotic. It's also been a while since last thread so I dunno how much I can remember of the details. Those traits don't ring any bells though.

"Okay, before we do anything else, you want to tell me why you guys are being so secretive? And if you guys are really that concerned about information getting out, how did you even mess up that badly? Wouldn't they train you to use whatever powers you have?"

"They do!" Mark responds vehemently. "But... you're right. I messed up. Like, really badly. That's I kind of panicked, I guess, and went for the mindwipe before trying to talk to you first."

You place a look of disappointment on your face. "Look, you're doing a really bad job making up for that weird seduction stuff," you point out, "and now I have to worry about some kind of shadowy organization coming after me? Really?"

"I—"

"Mark, I'm already keeping this secret for you. It's only fair that you keep the fact that I'm keeping this secret from whoever you were going to go talk to." He doesn't look completely convinced, so you try to up the pressure. "If you tell them, they're just going to get annoyed with you and try to mindwipe me anyways. We keep your mistake a secret, you won't look bad, and I don't have to worry about being kidnapped and seduced and forgetting how to talk."

"But—"

You make yourself look self-righteously angry. "And seriously, if you're not going to give up on this I can escalate further too—and neither of us is going to like it very much."

"Alright, alright, I get it," Mark says, taking a step back and holding his hands up in surrender. He rolls his eyes at you. "Geez, I don't think I've seen you get this serious before."

(1/2)

You stick your tongue out at him. "I'd like to keep my mental faculties intact, thank you very much. So do we have a deal?"

"Yeah," Mark says earnestly. "I should have realized it earlier, but you're not normal either, are you? You not affected by me, and you say you've got people backing you up."

Right, the membranes you made in your nose and throat. Either they worked, or your body is dealing with the chemicals he's giving off in another way. It might be good for you to look up how gas masks work when you're able to.

"Or you're gay," he says jokingly when you don't respond.

"No comment," you tell him.

"To—"

"To either," you say, laughing.

"I would say something about that not being fair, but then you'd just tell me it was my fault in the first place," Mark concedes.

The two of you take a moment to brush yourself off and make yourselves presentable for when you get back. The spines have receded, you notice, and Mark doesn't seem to be injured at all in the way in he walks or talks. You're not sure whether you even injured him in the first place, whether he has regeneration, or if he's just sucking it up.

Now that the two of your are still alone, you wonder if there's anything else you want to ask him, despite telling him that you weren't going to pry.

(2/2)

>No, you're fine, time to head back before the others get worried. Or before they puke everywhere.
>Ask? (Write-in)
>Other? (Write-in)

>>43875670
>>No, you're fine, time to head back before the others get worried. Or before they puke everywhere.

>>43875670
Ask him more about how things are going with Laura. Might as well lighten the mood.

>>43875670
>Thank him for being understanding.
>No, you're fine, time to head back before the others get worried. Or before they puke everywhere.

>>43875670
>Ask? (You okay to get back to the party, or do you need a bit more air to shake things off?)
Otherwise, yeah, let's head back and see what horrible things have happened lately.

>>43875670
>No, you're fine, time to head back before the others get worried. Or before they puke everywhere.
We can always contact him later if we think of other questions.

>>43875670
>No, you're fine, time to head back before the others get worried. Or before they puke everywhere.

>>43875670
>>No, you're fine, time to head back before the others get worried. Or before they puke everywhere.
Liza didn't seem to be getting drunk, so I can see her getting pissed off at the others drunken antics and threatening to eat their brains

>>43875687
>>43875737
>>43875740
>>43875743
>>43875762
>>43875897
>>43875955
Thank him, make friendly conversation as you head back.

Writing!

>>43875955
I'm sure Liza will manage to control herself anon, she's a good zombie!

>>43875687 >>43875737 >>43875740 >>43875743 >>43875762 >>43875897 >>43875955

"Thanks for being understanding," you say as you walk back with him.

"Nah, I kind of made the whole situation way too complicated," Mark says, shaking his head ruefully. "Still friends?"

"Yeah," you say with a smile. "You okay with going back? Need more time to air out?"

He moves to sniff himself, sees you next to him, thinks better of it, then shrugs. "Can't tell, but I'm probably fine."

You nod. "So, uh, how are things going with Laura?"

And from his expression you realize that was probably not the best thing to say.

"We've got... issues," Mark says, sighing. "I've got my..." He makes some kind of motion with his hands, unable to find a euphemism. "...sex drive, and I think she's getting tired of it."

"Well, I'm probably not the best person to ask for advice on things like that," you say, "but I'm pretty sure there are other couples with mismatched libidos? Maybe get counseling?"

"Not a bad idea," Mark says thoughtfully. "Thanks, I'll talk to Laura about it."

"I didn't say anything," you tell him.

"'Course not."

(1/2)

--

The trip back is uneventful. You find yourself in front of the dorm room, bracing for the worst as you knock on the door.

It takes a few moments, but the faint singing from the room finally stops. Something impacts the door, hard, making you jerk back, before it slowly opens. There's a thud as Chloe falls onto her bottom and scoots back to lean against the bed.

"Hey guys," she slurs, saluting you with a cup before taking a drink.

Laura is on the bed, her head propped up in her palms as she gazes at Mark and smiles. Alice has passed out on the floor—which is good, you suppose, because the two of you were supposedly going to drive to Alice's place in a couple of hours. Liza is idly spinning a dice on the abandoned board game before she turns to look at you.

"Feeling better?" Liza asks the two of you.

"Yeah," you and Mark respond.

You check the time. It's nearly 4am. Maybe you should get Chloe to stop drinking and think about heading back to your own dorms. Or you could stay for a while and take some time to talk to people while they're still drunk, although you suspect that you, Liza, and Mark seem to have some kind of resistance to alcohol. So drunk interrogation for Laura and Chloe, mostly.

(2/2)

>Talk to Chloe (Write-in)
>Talk to Laura (Write-in)
>Talk to Liza (Write-in)
>Talk to Mark (Write-in)
>Wake Alice up, talk to her (Write-in)
>Head back, get some rest
>Other? (Write-in)

>>43876751
>>Talk to Chloe (Write-in)

>>43876751
>Talk to Liza (Write-in)
Ask how she's handling things.

>>43876751
I don't think we have anything to quiz Chloe on (other than teasing her with 'spoopy ghost is reeeeeal'), and we just agreed not to pry into Mark and Laura's issues any further. Can't talk to Liza about Zombie Stuff in public so...
>Wake Alice up, talk to her (Write-in)
Try and find out more about Alice's dad.

>>43876751
>Talk to Chloe (Write-in)
Yeah, let's try to get her off the alcohol-wagon. She'll thank us in the morning. Well, afternoon.

>>43876751
>Head back, get some rest
>Other? (ask Liza if she wouldn't mind walking us with back, take cup from Chloe's hand before leaving)
Killjoy faerie time.

>>43876751
>>43876919
Supporting!

>>43876947
Rachel is just responsible!

Guess that makes her a terrible Fae, huh. Faemom would be ashamed.

>>43876751
>Head back, get some rest.

On the bright side, we know that none of our other friends are supernatural.

>>43876919
Let Alice sleep guys.

>>43876947
Yikes. That was supposed to say "walking back with us". The idea being to see how she's feeling while we transport an unconscious Alice thus potentially giving Alice something to overhear that we can try to excuse as just a drunken dream.

>>43876981
It's okay, we can make up for it later. Rachel is just getting a good rapport so she can pull of some really fun stuff when the Fae mentality kicks in proper.

>>43877000
>implying Alice would be able to understand shit in her state even if she woke up on the way

>>43876997
Fiiine, >>43876962 I'll change to getting Chloe to stop and then >>43876947.

>>43876833
>>43876935
Talk to Chloe

>>43876897
Talk to Liza

>>43876919
Wake Alice up and talk to her

>>43876947
>>43876997
>>43877104
Head back

Get Chloe to stop, head back.

Writing!

Why is 4chan randomly eating my posts

>>43877139
It doesn't like you, clearly.
It's a ploy to make you buy a pass!

>>43877139
>no roll required
Rachel socialed the shit out of this room

"We should probably get going," you decide reluctantly. "Alice and I have places to be tomorrow."

"Aww," Chloe whines, scooting over to where your sitting. "Please stayyy."

She wraps her arms around you and looks up at you with what you suppose is her attempt at puppy eyes. Her sky blue irises, pale skin, and dark black ponytail make for an appealing combination, but you refuse to be swayed as you resist her advances and simultaneously snatch the cup out of her hand.

"Nope. Also, bad Chloe," you scold her. "You're going throw up everywhere if you keep drinking."

"B-but I'm fine," she whimpers, pawing at the arm holding her beloved cup.

You hear Laura giggling in the background, where Mark is sitting with her on the bed. She's currently sitting on his lap and leaning into him, and you hope that they're talking their issues out. Liza is looking on with a smile.

"You're going to regret this when you wake up," you warn her, but Chloe has abandoned her efforts and is now crawling, albeit slowly, to where the bottle of liquor is.

Before she can pick it up, though, Mark snatches it up. "I'll take care of her, Rachel," he says. "Go sleep so you don't miss whatever you need to do tomorrow."

"I'm going to head back too," Liza says, standing up. "Thanks for the party, guys. It was fun." She smirks. "I'll leave two lovebirds with Chloe, try not to get too distracted."

Mark laughs. "See you guys after break," Laura says, suddenly piping up. "Have a safe trip home!"

You nudge Alice awake and prop her up onto you shoulder before bidding farewell to the others. The last thing you see before Liza closes the door for you is Chloe lunging for the bottle as Mark raises it just barely out of her reach.

(1/2)

Alice's limp body is surprisingly heavy as you prop her up. Liza offers to help, and the two of you share the burden as you help Alice back to your dorm. She's mostly out of it, her feet barely even touching the ground, and you really hope she drank enough water to prevent most of the hangover when she wakes up.

(2/2)

>Anything you want to ask Liza? (Write-in)
>Go to bed
>Break promise, text Susan about Mark
>Other? (Write-in)

>>43877713
>>Anything you want to ask Liza? (Write-in)
Was she able to hold her drinks before, or has she gotten super zombie sober powers?

>>43877713
>Anything you want to ask Liza? (Write-in)
Supporting >>43877822, and also if the latter does she miss it.
Maybe we need to find her an alcohol alternative.

>>43877822
More support for "is every supernatural thing immune to alcohol" questions!

>>43877713
>>43877822
Sounds good. Maybe phrase it a bit more discreetly in case of Alice overhearing.

>>43877713
>Go to bed

>>43877713
I don't particularly feel he need right now, but if we ask Susan or Summer about the traits Mark displayed but without naming names, would that count as breaking our promise?

>>43878044
That's up to Mark and you to decide.

>>43877822
>>43877873
>>43877894
>>43877944

Super zombie sober powers? Alcohol alternative?

>>43878007

Sleep'

Writing!

Also, mind rolling 1d100 best of three for sneakiness?

Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>43878215

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>43878215

Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>43878215

>>43878313
Aww yeee, that's a nice roll. Solid Rachel right here. Rachel Snake?

>>43875670
>"Or you're gay,"
I'd assume that before going "this must be the work of an enemy stand".

>>43878616
Yeah but do you live in a world of the supernatural anon?

Maybe homosexuals are rarer than people with hidden sparkly vampire or spooky ghost identities here.

>>43878616
Well you did beat him up and subdue him relatively easily despite you looking like a squishy human and not doing any fighting training they're aware of.

>>43878669
pls

>>43878680
I'm still waiting for all our friends to sprout wings or start sparkling in the sunlight!

>>43874966
You know there are people who deal with more stress than this, right?

>>43878669
>Yeah but do you live in a world of the supernatural anon?
Does getting some buff from a druid and having it actually work, count?

I also know some witches.

>>43878832
That was all drugs anon.

>>43878851
No it wasn't.

I tested clean.

Well, now that you have the time, you decide to ask Liza a few questions. It seems that she wasn't able to get very drunk during the party, and you suspect that it may be have been due to her new status as a zombie. Perhaps something to make a note of, to tell... what was the name of that overly enthusiastic researcher at the bureau? Sabrina? That was probably it.

"Hey Liza," you say softly, careful not to disturb Alice too much. "The alcohol not doing much for you?"

Liza shakes her head and whispers back just as softly. "It works for a few minutes, and then I just digest it all or something."

"Hmmm... Maybe we can find you an alternative to alcohol or something," you suggest. "The amount you need to drink to stay drunk for a few hours would be enormous. And expensive. And on that note, I feel bad for making Chloe buy all of those drinks by herself."

"Same," Liza agrees. "We can get her something later." She bites her lip thoughtfully before suddenly turning to you. "Wait, are you suggesting that I do drugs?"

"I...well, I guess that's one way," you say slowly. "I was thinking some more like... I don't know, video games?"

"Drugs are bad, mmkay? And besides, I can't afford them." Liza thinks for a moment. "Maybe I could do rock climbing or something. Get an adrenaline high. I'd be good at it, too."

"Maybe try avoiding any, ah, displays, in public?" you suggest. "Would be kind of weird for a girl to show up for the first time and destroy the existing records."

"Pshh, it'll be fine," she says. "I'll just pretend to suck for the first few weeks and slowly get better."

"You could climb an actual mountain instead," you point out.

"And test my toughness by slipping and seeing if I die from being splattered? No thanks."

(1/2)

The two of you continue this banter as you make your way to the dorms. No one sees you lugging a drunken Alice around, as most people have already long since gone home for the break, and Liza parts ways with you after Alice wakes up a little more by the time you get to your dorm building.

Once you've put Alice to bed and made sure Alice is fine and not about to throw up in her sleep, you brush your teeth and lie in bed, too.

Before you sleep, however, you realize that the membranes around in your nasal and oral passages are still there, and you wonder if you should dismiss them. They're getting a little uncomfortable, and it should be easy enough to make them again when you need to, preferably with a bit more knowledge about gas masks and how they work the next time you do so.

The unevenly hardened patches of skin around your fists are still there, along with the slight muscle enhancements you gave yourself. Your sense of smell is also disabled from when you did so during your fight with Mark.

You suppose you should decide before you go to sleep which ones to disable in order to reduce the upkeep costs for them.

(2/2)

>Remove/Restore all these changes
>Keep hardened skin
>Keep shut off sell
>Keep filtering membranes
>Keep slight muscle enhancements
>Other? (Write-in)

>>43879433
>Remove all the changes

>>43879433
>Keep slight muscle enhancements
Seem like they'd be very useful in general and not very restrictive. Plus, everybody loves muscles!
Drop the rest for now.

>>43879433
I dunno, they're useful but also conspicuous and uncomfortable (some at least) so I guess letting them go is alright

>>43879433
>>Keep slight muscle enhancements

>>43879433
>Keep slight muscle enhancements

>>43879471
<Plus, everybody loves muscles!
Well, that depends.
Do they come with abs?

>>43879433
The hardened skin is noticeable if someone touches our skin, right?

>>43879433
>Keep slight muscle enhancements

>>43879433
>Remove/Restore all these changes

>>43879703
Yes

>>43879633
Not really, abs come mostly with lower body fat.

>>43879825
In that case I'm indifferent to muscles.

>>43879467
>>43879783
Remove

>>43879471
>>43879557
>>43879563
>>43879777
Keep slight muscle enhancements

Writing!

All of the them aside form the muscle improvements should go, you decide. The hardened skin is a little too noticeable, the sense of smell being lost is too detrimental, and the membrane too uncomfortable.

Once they're removed, wisps of power return to your reservoir. You take stock of it and notice that it has increased by a small fraction overall, which you realize—based upon the odd way it seems to work—must have come from you winning the argument with Mark and forcing him to stay quiet.

Did you enjoy that? You wonder. Well, in any case, it seems that your power thought you did.

You curl yourself deeper into your blankets, take out your phone, and start reading up on gas masks before you fall asleep.

(1/2)

--

The next morning comes with a delightful lack of any sort of hangover, although you're not sure what a hangover feels like exactly since you haven't gotten one before in the past. It's around noon at the moment. Your phone shows a number of texts from your parents asking about when you would be leaving for Alice's place and where it was.

You text them back the address, referencing what you had stored in your phone after Alice told you where her house was, and tell them that you'll be heading out soon after lunch.

Alice, unfortunately, has not woken up yet, so you take the time to quickly look up what kind of drinks would be good for hangovers. Apparently sports drinks are good, as is plenty of water, so you grab the drinks from the fridge and fill up the pitcher you share with Alice with fresh water from the fountain in the hallway.

Alice still hasn't woken up yet by the time you finish your morning ablutions, so you debate waking her up so you can get to her house before sunset. It's a 3-4 hour drive, and the sun is going to set in around 5PM. You could also take the time to make any more preparations of your own, although you've already got the clothes packed, your bike light just in case, your electronics, and the toiletries you need. You packed for the whole break and everything fits into a suitcase and your backpack anyways.

(2/2)

>Wake Alice up
>Pack some more stuff (Write-in)
>Other? (Write-in)

Gonna go make some shrimp and rice real fast, brb

>>43880527
>Wake Alice up
I don't think we need anything more. I hope we can drive though, I don't think Alice will be in a condition to...I can't remember who was supposed to drive.

>>43880527
>>Pack some more stuff (dildo)

>>43880527
Oh good, Rachel is immune to hangovers too. Handy!
Hmmm, do we even have anything job-related that would be worth packing? I guess if so we should bring it, never know when it comes in handy. Oh, make sure to bring anything that ties us to Susan & Co and our disposable phone (if it wasn't already packed), just in case someone decides to break in while we're away.

>>43880672
Lewd!
What makes you think Rachel even has any, huh!? Or didn't pack it already.

>>43880734
>What makes you think Rachel even has any,
Collage age female. Checkmate atheists!

>>43880527
>Wake Alice up

>>43880767
There are no sex toys in this Christian quest!

>>43880527
>Pack some more stuff (Some bandages or other small light first-aid stuff if we have any)
Then attempt to
>Wake Alice up
If we fail,
>Pack some more stuff (Alice)

>>43880862
Good point. I'd hope the car has basic first-aid equipment though. But good to have some for ourself too.

>>43880856
But anon, we are the sextoy.

Can we just carry Alice to the car and start driving?
I have a feeling she won't be the most engaging passenger anyway.

>>43880618
>>43880672
>>43880691
>>43880802
>>43880862

Pack up some first aid equipment, anything related to secret job, then attempt to wake Alice up.

>>43880996

Just kidnap carry her and drive away.

Writing!

>>43881186
It's not kidnapping if she agreed in advance!

>>43880996
Well, it's Alice's SUV. We'll probably be the one to drive, considering how Alice is probably going to be really hungover, but we should still get her permission first.

>>43881230
I GUESS.
How much driving experience does Rachel have anyway?

>>43881422
Not much, she mostly just took some lessons and passed the test and got the license when she hit 18.

>>43881506
Well, let's hope she can handle an SUV then.

You make sure you have your work cell phone on you along with the disposable phone you used and anything else that might be incriminating. You never know if someone might break into your room during the winter break, and considering that supernatural things are real it might be best to be a little paranoid. Maybe not to the level of Mark or his people's paranoia, although you're starting to wonder if that might be necessary.

There's a small box of bandaids that you nearly forgot about on the top shelf in the closet, completely untouched. You grab that and manage to shove it into your backpack.

Alice still isn't awake, so you decide to wake her up. It takes some shoulder tapping and then shaking, but she eventually wakes up, groggy and none too happy. You help her sit up and brush her hair out of her face, then hand her the sports drink and then the water in succession. She seems to realize what you're trying to do and chugs the drink and takes a few gulps of water, then lets herself go slack against your arm and close her eyes again.

"Okay, I'm ready," she says after a minute, opening her eyes and taking a deep breath. "What time is it?"

"About half-past twelve," you tell her. "I wanted to let you sleep longer, but it's going to get dark by the time we get there if we head out later."

"Right, the sun sets super early now," Alice says, sliding off the bed and yawning. "Damn, my head of kind of hurts."

"Want me to drive?" you offer. "I've got a license, although I don't have that much experience. I did practice and pass the driving test with my family's SUV back home, though."

"...Sure," Alice says. "I'll just take a nap in the car then, if that's alright."

"Go for it," you tell her.

(1/2)

Alice, similarly to you, has packed her laptop into her backpack and has a rolling suitcase with everything else inside. After Alice washes up and brushes her teeth, the two of you head out into the bright noon day, the wind a bit chilly, and begin the longish trek to the school parking lot.

--

"You want to stop somewhere for lunch?" you ask Alice, slamming the trunk shut.

"Nope." She's already opening the door and sliding into the front passenger seat. "I'm just going to sleep until we get there. You can stop somewhere if you want."

You enter the car, taking the keys from Alice's proffered hands and starting the engine. "I'll be fine," you say. "Let's just get there before it gets dark."

Alice nods, pulls out a pair of sunglasses from the glovebox, and promptly goes to sleep.

(2/2)

>Roll 1d100, best of three, for how well the short road trip goes

>Anything you want to do on the way there? (Write-in)

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>43882264
>Take note for any suspicious people about as we leave. (those guys following Liza and us a few days ago maybe?)

Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>43882264

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>43882264

Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>43882264
No whammies

>>43882436
Phew, it went okay.
Though maybe bad would have been more entertaining.
At any rate, it's 5AM so. Night!

>>43882363
This seems sensible.

>>43882363
>>43882391
>>43882436
>>43882543

61, keep an eye out for suspicious people.

Writing!

>>43882264
>>Anything you want to do on the way there? (Write-in)
Troll Alice.
Roll the windows down, turn the radio up, let the wind blow through our hair!

>>43882653
Why do you hate Alice anon!?

>>43882704
I propose such horrible things not out of hate, anon, but out of love. For it is our obligation, our duty as her friend, to teach her the truly horrible consequences of overindulgence.

Nothing eventful occurs during the trip, although you do keep an eye out for any suspicious cars following you.

Thinking about it though, unless someone has been tracking you somehow or monitoring all of the school exits, it feels highly unlikely that anyone could or would have been following you. Maybe if magic was a thing, they might have had a tracking spell or something, but Sabrina did tell you that they haven't seen evidence for actual magic. Even Summer said something about nanobots or whatever, and Liza's zombieness and Mark's weirdness seems to have a basis in the physical world.

So yeah. Probably not magical tracking.

The roads are quite easy to drive on, often going off into the distance as a straight line in one or two lanes. Sometimes there are trucks that block off entire lanes and drive incredibly slowly, but the main danger is you falling asleep at the wheel out of sheer boredom. You turn on the radio and keep it at a low enough volume so that it doesn't wake Alice up and manage to stay awake for the entire drive.

When you see the beginnings of the town ahead of you, the sun is still just barely up above the horizon, the sky tinted orange and red. Alice wakes up after a few shakes and removes her sunglasses before yawning and rubbing her eyes.

(1/2)

"You wanna drop off our stuff first or go eat first?" Alice asks. "Traffic is okay at this time, so it shouldn't take too long either way."

You're feeling a bit tired not only physically but also mentally from driving for nearly four straight hours, so it might be better to get dinner first. You tell Alice this, and she agrees, as she hasn't eaten for the entire day either.

It's about six o'clock when you finally arrive at her house, having eaten a large meal at a nice Mexican (or at least it sounded Mexican) restaurant. The house is an average two-story suburban house, with a front porch and large windows facing the street along with a spacious driveway and garage. The lawn looks neat and well-maintained, although a bit yellow due to the ongoing drought.

The two of you grab your luggage and proceed to the front steps, where Alice rings the doorbell and waits for a few seconds with a hopeful look on her face. No one answers, so she pulls out a set of keys and unlocks the door, ushering you inside.

The interior is just as neat as you expected it to be, and there are a few pictures of Alice and the person who is presumably her father above the fireplace. In the pictures her father looks to be clean-shaven, with a strong jawline and a buzzcut. They're both holding hunting rifles in the picture with what seems to be a deer in front of them. You don't examine the picture too closely, in case it gets awkward.

"So, um, this is my house," Alice says. "Feel free to eat whatever's in the fridge. Pitcher's on the counter, and help yourself to the fruit and stuff."

You nod. "Thanks."

(2/2)

>Ask about she was planning to do over the break
>Ask about her father
>Ask her about the picture
>Let her go do her own stuff, and you can go chill with your laptop and rest until tomorrow morning
>Other? (Write-in)

>>43883850
>Ask about what she was planning to do over the break.

>>43883850
>Ask about her father
>Ask her about the picture

>>43883950
>>43884199


Welp, seems everyone died, so I'll stop here for now. 9 hours, not too shabby I suppose, and I'll run more often.

Thanks for playing, I'll archive this!

>>43884208
Thanks for running!

>>43884208
Thanks for writing!