“Remember that evidence I told you about? I wanna show it to you before we part ways so you know what we've got.”

Jennifer nods slightly and opens the arm rest, pulling out a cable and passing it to you.

“Plug it in. I'd like to listen to it.”

You connect your phone to the sound system and play it from the beginning. Jennifer listens to the entire exchange passively, expression neutral. At the part where Mark shifts and tries to attack you her hands grip the steering wheel a little tighter, and when the recording ends she glances at you.

“It's exactly what I thought it would be. He attempted to attack you on school grounds, and he confessed to his views on Sammy. It's more than enough. Thank you. You've once again put your life in danger to help me, my daughter and my clan.”

You detach your phone and lean back, checking over your responses.

“I didn't think there was much risk at the time, that one hardly counts. Anyway... You said you don't want to be home tonight. I've got a few ideas. One sec.”

You check your messages quickly. Sammy's is a concerned text asking if you're alright and promising she'll meet you right away, along with Andrea's number, and you let her know that you're in one piece. Meliora's, on the other hand, is a kind of begrudging acknowledgment, as well as reminder that she's going to be out hunting after school. You get the feeling she's avoiding you, but that does open up some possibilities.

-

Obtained Andrea's number!

-

You turn to Jennifer.

“So... Sammy's got a friend, this girl Andrea who you could stay with. She-”

Jennifer shakes her head.

“Not happening. One, I know what she thinks of me, and it will turn the whole night into a series of awkward and uncomfortable conversations for the both of us. Two, I've been to her home before to pick Sammy up, and it's in vampire territory. I'd hardly call that a safe refuge. I don't know how that girl manages to survive at night...”

You chuckle a bit and sigh. It's not the time to spill Andrea's secret, though it seems the other one is out of the bag. It figures that Jennifer would know though.

“Well in that case, what about Sammy's room? Her roommate is dust. There's a spare bed. There's also my room, but my roommate might come back at any time. We've got a couch though. And then there's hotel rooms to consider.”

Jennifer mulls the options over for a moment.

“Personally I'd prefer your place, even if it's only a couch. The less Sammy knows, the less potential there is for her to be hurt by the situation. She knows we fight and sleep in different rooms, but not why. It'll be hard enough on her if I leave Patrick without her realizing what he does. But I can't force you to allow that, and I can come up with something to tell Sammy. Hotels aren't exactly out of the question, but it's too public. I'd really rather not.”

>Character sheet
http://pastebin.com/WWUrXQiH
>Rules
Same system as Become The Dragon Quest. If you don't know what that is, it's best of three d20 rolls. I name a stat that sums up what you're trying to do, and if I don't name a relevant skill, you try to fill in the blank based on what you're trying to accomplish. “Break open the door” might be Strength based, but if you've been playing baseball after school and there's a lead pipe nearby, you could apply your Baseball skill to the roll. A 20 on the die is a crit threat, and if either of the other two rolls is 20 or higher after mods, it's a critical. A crit fail is when you have two or more 1s. So far this system has worked out well enough. We'll get into combat rules as needed, but in basic terms you have wounds, not HP, and the worse the wounds, the more penalties you accrue while doing other things.

Most Important Rule:
Have fun.

>Let Jennifer come over, Sammy needs to be protected from this for now.
>Let Jennifer come over and tell Sammy about it to avoid awkwardness.
>Have her stay with Sammy, they could use a bonding experience.
>Hotels are your friend. Just try to find one not full of vampires.
>Other (write-in)

>>44132268
>>Let Jennifer come over, Sammy needs to be protected from this for now.

>>44132268
>Have her stay with Sammy, they could use a bonding experience.

>>44132268
>Let Jennifer come over, Sammy needs to be protected from this for now.
>But I think you should talk to Sammy about this. Better she hears it from you than from the rumor mill.

>>44132268
>I actually know a dryad who might be willing to let you spend the night on her turf, if you don't mind being outdoors.

>>44132268
>Let Jennifer come over, Sammy needs to be protected from this for now.
Damn it.
>If she does, be sure to let our room-mate know we've got a guest crashing on the couch for the night before she gets back.

>>44132268
seconding >>44132323

>>44132268
>Other
>"Hey, Mini, any idea why Meliora might be avoiding me?"
>After we get stuff sorted with Jennifer obviously

>>44132268
I'm >>44132323
Add >>44132346
Definitely don't need Mel trying to kill her.

>>44132323
Yeah sure.
This is me,>>44132346
I'm not really changing my vote so much as admitting this is a good addendum.

oh yeah, we should shoot Mel a message like "Btw, bringing the matriarch of clan Wolfe with me. It's... it's a long story."

>>44132434
>>44132268
Forgot to link back.

>>44132268
Text Mel "Is it ok if I keep a dog in the room?"

Ha

>>44132691
okay, this is great. This is fantastic.

>>44132691
>>44132761
Please don't. That's just tacky.

>>44132771
Eh, it's the sort of joke Mel would like, but we shouldn't be in a mood for jokes.

Also, QM. 245 pages right now.

>>44132743
Oops, I just realized we missed our history appointment with Catherine. To establish a religion or whatever. I think we should just use the book from class anyway.

“I guess my place is fine then. We'll figure it out. I guess first things first, drop me off at school so I can take care of a few things. Take a trip to the store, pick up anything you need. It'll give me time to make sure there are no problems. You should probably take to Sammy at some point though.”

Jennifer nods slightly, and you send a message to Meliora letting her know you'll have company tonight. Better to avoid any mishaps with that one. You finish the message by telling her you hope things are going alright, and that if it's not alright to have someone over then you'll figure something out.

The rest of the ride passes in relative silence. Not for lack of conversation topics, but mainly because you're both deep in thought. You can't feel your magic anymore, not for lack of trying, so you're probably burnt out at present. You should probably look up how it recharges. If it's anything like donating blood you could be waiting for weeks, but there's bound to be a faster method.

As the school comes into view Jennifer pushes a button, and the windows tint a little darker. She pulls a pair of sunglasses from the glove compartment and shifts gears, slowing down bit by bit. She doesn't seem tense, at least, she wouldn't to most people, but you've been paying attention to her tells, and she's pretty scared being in the city, or at the very least at school. If this is how she feels about the campus, you can't imagine how she'd feel in a hotel room.

Jennifer pulls up to the main entrance and puts the car in park. She glances at you and reaches over, giving your hand a soft squeeze before unlocking the door and facing forward. You can see Sammy walking over, a fair distance away, and you give Jennifer's hand a squeeze before releasing it and stepping out. You wave at Sammy, and she runs over to you with a smile as you head for the trunk.

“Oliver! You're alright!”

So still hanging around the furries eh? Dont we want to become a Vampire?

You barely manage to get it open before Sammy tackles you, hugging tightly. You almost end up in the trunk, and she releases you and helps you up with a blush.

“Sorry about that, I was just really worried...”

You grab your bag from the trunk and smirk at her.

“Nah, I'm fine... Listen, we need to talk about a few things.”

You close the trunk and wave at Jennifer, and she nods, shifting gears, but Sammy runs to the driver's side door and knocks. Jennifer lowers the window, and Sammy leans in and gives her a hug.

“Have a good day...”

Jennifer slowly returns the embrace.

“...you as well. Love you.”

Sammy smiles and steps back.

“Love you too.”

Jennifer closes the window and drives off, and Sammy turns to you.

“So... What happened...?”

>Write-in

>>44133357
Play catchup, it's been a crazy couple days (in game) https://www.docdroid.net/8ogJAEi/btvq.pdf.html

>>44133357
Jennifer is wellversed in many forms of magic, and the original Dracula ritual was apparently a form of Necromancy and Blood Magic. We have a book on the latter, but Jennifer is our only lead on the former atm.

>>44133357
We want to resurrect our parents, to get away with that we need allies, and we're already chest deep in Wolfe clans issues.

>>44133357
Apparently the current plan is to do it the old fashioned way unless that proves way too gross for us.

>>44133358
Well I figured out some blood magic, and there was an incident between your parents, you'd need to ask Jennifer for specifics. I didn't promise her but you really should hear it from her first. It's not good.

>>44133358
>Blood magic ritual went horribly right. Have you ever heard of a demon actually going out of their way to do MORE than what was asked for? A freebie? Crazy shit...oh, also, I think I'm part of the clan now. Showed your mom the video, and she's more than willing to use it as leverage against the Collins clan while also calling off the thing with Mark.

>>44133358
>Well, I guess I can tell you a bit. But can we talk in your room? I don't want people to overhear.

Once we get there, get her to swear secrecy and tell her about the pact we made to do magic.

The question is, do we want to tell her about our goals? I think we should tell her, just to see if she'll support our attempt to become a master vamp and bring back our parents.

>>44133470
>>44133415
>>44133412
>>44133358
Let's just combine these three. No details until Jennifer has a chance to talk to her though.

>>44133412
seconded

>>44133522
Dubs demand I second this shit.

>>44133358
>>Write-in "Hoo boy, okay, so, your mom taught me more about blood magic, which lead to us I guess being friends? Anyways, your dad came home and I... stepped between them fighting. I'm... it's like couples therapy. Your mom needs some space from Patrick for a while so she'll be crashing on the couch in my room, maybe teaching me more magic, hopefully. Fun fact, your dad has an amazing right hook. Just about punched the taste out of my mouth... Oh! Right, the blood magic ritual went great! Sorry about worrying you, it was kind of a time sensitive thing, what with the full moon and all."

>>44133557
Absolutely not. We need to let Jennifer talk to her first. We're trying to improve relations between them.

>>44133357
>I have decided to consume your flesh

>>44133544
I second your seconding, because dubs.

>>44133557
remove the your mom needs space part and replace it with "your dad will be drunk tonight so she doesn't want to be around him" or something like that
the rest doesn't seem too bad apart from how 50's and insincere it sounds.
Changing the toning and the wording would work for me.

>>44133522
I'd prefer if we didn't mention anything at all until Jennifer talked to her.

>>44134002
Same here, but some anons want to. If we say anything, it has to be just that "your mom is going to need to talk to you soon."

>>44134002
Eh, probably

>>44133557
Remove talking about Jennifer

>>44134225
So let's go with this. >>44133522

Now the proposal I put to you, anons, is that if we can get her to promise she won't tell people what we're planning, regardless of how she feels about it, we tell her about our parents, and that we NEED to bring them back.

>>44134303
I'm almost tempted to wait until we can learn how to place geas's on people with our blood magic, just to be certain of things, but I think we should tell her.

>>44134371
I'm pretty sure Jennifer will support us with magic lessons no matter what, but I don't know that Sammy or Angie will be okay with it.

“Let's start with where we talk. It's kind of a sensitive issue. Can we head to your room?”

Sammy nods a little and turns to walk off, stretching.

“Sure thing. I need to change out of my uniform anyway.”

You walk alongside her, adjusting your bag, and she latches onto your arm with a smile, leaning on you. You smile a bit as you walk with her, ignoring the looks the other students are giving you. You can see that annoying girl from the track team smirking at you, and you give her a smirk of your own.

When you reach the girl's dorm you notice a few things. One, the walls are a different color, and two, everything looks a lot cleaner. Sammy's room is a few doors from the entrance to the dorm building, likely due to Vanessa's influence, and she unlocks it and heads in with you. It's pretty obviously her room, the walls covered in posters and her sheets the same purple color as her bed at home.

“Welcome to Chateau du Sammy.”

She laughs a bit and goes to her dresser, grabbing some shorts and a t-shirt and heading for the bathroom.

“Feel free to make yourself at home.”

She steps into the bathroom and closes the door, leaving you standing there. You grab a chair and sit down, taking out your book and considering how best to approach the situation. When Sammy finally walks out, you open up the hemomancy tome to the ritual, and turn it to face her.

“Can you keep a secret? Because this is a big one.”

Sammy nods a bit, her eyes fixed on the page. You lay it across your lap and wave her closer.

“What do you know about magic?”

Sammy grabs another chair and pulls it over.

“Nothing at all... I mean, I think my mom studied a little bit, but... Is this what you were doing last night?”

You nod and pass her the book.

“Yep. It's a ritual that lets the user manipulate their own blood and use... well, blood magic. It's a stepping stone. I'm just a human, and I need a way to protect myself. I had to summon a devil, and it gave me a freebie to test me. That's why I passed out.”

Sammy runs her fingers along the page slowly and passes it back to you.

“And now you're... some sort of... blood wizard or something?”

You shrug a little and put the book back in your bag.

“I was thinking blood mage or something. Hemomancer. Blood wizard sounds a bit tacky.”

Sammy nods and looks down.

“If that's what you've got to do, then go for it. I just wish... Nevermind. We haven't really been going out, I... I just wish you'd told me more beforehand. I mean... You could have gotten really hurt, and blood magic is... I know you don't trust me with everything yet, otherwise you'd be telling me everything up front, but why didn't you at least ask me to be there for the ritual?”

You wait for her to look at you before you speak.

“Because of something your mom is going to talk to you about later. It's not my place to talk about it. To make a long story short, I had a lot on my mind, and I didn't want to rock the boat. I wanted you to know where I was in case something went wrong, but I didn't know if I'd be able to keep my mouth shut at the time.”

Sammy lowers her gaze once more.

“Got it. Alright then. I guess... I'll just wait to hear it from her.”

>Try to comfort Sammy, tell her a secret to prove you trust her
>Head out, you've gotta make sure Jennifer doesn't come back to a locked room and you don't have her number
>Invite Sammy over to your room while you wait for Jennifer
>Other (write-in)

>>44134588
>>Head out, you've gotta make sure Jennifer doesn't come back to a locked room and you don't have her number

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>>44134588
>Try to comfort Sammy, tell her a secret to prove you trust her
god damnit, Sammy a cute
A CUTE

>>44134588
>Try to comfort Sammy, tell her a secret to prove you trust her
"There's something else I want to tell you, but only if you will give me an absolute promise that you won't share it with anyone else, no matter what you think. I've never told another person."
>If she says yes/promises, we tell her about Mom, dad, and the whole reason we're at this school.

Either way, immediately after that, we need to head out to meet Jennifer.

>>44134588
>Try to comfort Sammy, tell her a secret to prove you trust her.
Tell her about the first time we killed a vampire.

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>>44134682
>"Thank you."

Jennifer looks you in the eye as you finish. You set the bandages aside and finish examining your own injuries.

"For what?"

>Jennifer gets to her feet and hugs your side.

>"For treating me like a snowflake and not a glacier."

Implying Jennifer isn't JUST as cute.

>>44134588
>Try to comfort Sammy.
>Invite Sammy to room
Maybe a midnight magic study session with Wolfes?

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>>44134770
THEY'RE ALL CUTE, DAMNIT!

>>44134774
We're out of magic, atm. We found that out in the car.

You reach over and take Sammy's hand.

“I trust you. And I want you to know that. That's why... that's why I'm going to tell you about the first vampire I ever killed.”

You tell Sammy about your dad, how you grew up moving around and how he became a vampire. You tell her about how you hunted and killed him, but you leave out the part about your mother and your mission. One secret at a time. Sammy hangs on your every word, and by the time you've finished she's almost in tears. She hugs you tightly, squeezing you until your bruises ache again.

“I... That's so sad...”

You hug her back and wait til she lets go. She smiles softly.

“Thank you for telling me about that...”

You grab your bag and nod.

“It was only right. I mean... I trust you, Sammy. There's more to tell, but... I wanted you to at least know that.”

Sammy glances at the door, then at you.

“I guess you're heading out?”

You nod a bit and kiss her on the cheek, earning a blush.

“I'm off to my room to get settled back in. I've got a few things to attend to, too.”

Sammy punches your shoulder gently and grins.

“Well... I trust you. I'll catch up with you later. Maybe dinner?”

You head for the door with a smile.

“Maybe, yeah. I'll text you in a little bit, alright?”

Sammy nods, and you head out towards your room. You check your phone but there aren't any messages. You don't remember if Jennifer even brought a phone, but maybe she'll grab a temporary one at the store. You head in and drop off your bag, changing clothes and washing up. You walk out of the shower to a knock at the door, and open it to find Jennifer standing there, holding a pair of large shopping bags.

“You were pretty easy to find. You should cover your tracks better, any werewolf in the city could find your room with their eyes closed.”

>Invite Jennifer in for a chat
>Help Jennifer get settled, then call Sammy over
>Take Jennifer to see Sammy
>Other (write-in)

>>44135350
>Invite Jennifer in for a chat
Here's the couch.
Did you decide what you're going to say to Sammy?

>>44135421
Works for me.

>>44135350
>>Invite Jennifer in for a chat

>>44135350
>>Invite Jennifer in for a chat. "I'm a totally normal, unimportant student, I don't see why I should have to worry about anyone finding me."

>>44135421
>>44135528
Can we do both of these?

>>44135593
>>44135350
I wouldn't mind.

>>44135350
>Any werewolf that came into this room uninvited would also be bringing down enough heat to wipe out a clan on their head, between the Wolfe clan, my contacts, campus neutrality, and campus security.

>>44135350
Combine:
>>44135421
>>44135528

You turn and gesture inside.

“Come on in, though I don't imagine I'll have any worries. I'm just a humble, unimportant student. And besides that, they'd have to deal with security. Speaking of which, how did you get in?”

Jennifer heads for the couch and sits down, rummaging through her bags for a moment.

“Very carefully. There are perks to being the mate of one of the people funding the school, though.”

She starts pulling out some clothes and heads for your bathroom, taking one of the bags with her.

“I presume you don't want to see me naked right now. Nudity doesn't bother me, but I'd rather not bother you.”

She heads into the bathroom and you walk over to the door, leaning against the wall beside it.

“So, did you decide on what you're going to tell Sammy?”

Jennifer starts to get changed, and you can hear the rustling of clothing, as well as a few clicks and a brief beep.

“I did. I'm going to tell her the truth, in pieces. How many she can handle at once is uncertain. I might only be able to tell her a small fraction. At the very least she needs to know that things aren't in a good place between her father and I. From there... Who knows.”

You nod slightly and smirk.

“Fair enough... What's with all the noise in there?”

Jennifer opens the door slowly. She's wearing a crisp black suit with a skirt and white undershirt, carrying a small cell phone.

“Programming this thing. It's a... burner phone, the man said. Something cheap and temporary.”

You give her a once over and smile. It's quite a bit more tame than you were expecting. Maybe you won't have to worry about her trying to get into your pants tonight.

“Fair enough. Now then...”

>Let's go see Sammy.
>Let's get Sammy over here
>Dinner is in a little while. How about the three of us get together for it?
>Let's talk about magic
>Let's talk about us
>Other (write-in)

>>44136203
>>Let's talk about us

>>44136203
>lets talk about majic

>>44136203
>Dinner is in a little while. How about the three of us get together for it?

>>44136203
>>Let's talk about magic
MAGIC

>>44136203
>Let's talk about us
Then Magic.

>>44136203
>Let's talk about us

>>44136203
>Let's talk about magic

>>44136203
Make sure to get the number of her new phone. Also, let's talk about them majicks.

>>44136244
>>44136392
>>44136404
Literally why? What's there to talk about?

>>44136392(me)
>>44136420
>>44136203

This is a good addition regardless

>>44136203
>Dinner is in a little while. How about the three of us get together for it?

>>44136443
QM made it an option, that means he has an idea of a scene he wants to do.

>>44136524
Fucking what? Why would you vote meta?

Let's break this down nice and simple to avoid arguments.

What stuff about magic do you want to know?

And when it comes to Jennifer, what do you want to discuss? Not decide, discuss.

>>44136594
>Is there any blood magic spells that hold the effect of Viagra?

>>44136594
>And when it comes to Jennifer, what do you want to discuss?
Does she want to fix her relationship with Patrick or is she dead-set on fugging us?

>>44136594
What different kinds of magic does she know? Unless she enumerated them already and I just forgot. Also, how do you recover blood quickly so you can use hemomancy more frequently?

>>44136594
>Ask her if she could teach us more about mental blood magic.
>Does she even want to try fixing things with Patrick?

>>44136622
Silver fuck off

>>44136594
What magics she knows and what the do. Which one's she is comfortable teaching?
Does she know how fast blood magic recharges?

As for Jennifer anything else around here she needs? Would she accept a loss in positioning if say Stephen became Alpha? What exactly she feels about Patrick so we can figure out if talking to him about "fixing" it is even viable

>>44136594
>What stuff about magic do you want to know?
What types of magic she knows well enough to teach, to begin with.

>What do you want to discuss?
If she'd be willing to take a magical oath, so we can confide in her about everything without her betraying us.

>>44136583
Even without that, I want ^ because if we can tell her our full goals, she can point us in the right direction easier.

>>44136594
Necromancy. We have a book to tell us about blood magic, but we have no knowledge of necromancy. If she asks, we just say 'I'll admit, that dracula thing made me curious.' We can also segue into the fact we have dirt on one of the teachers trading students for magic tomes, if anons decide to go that way.

In fact, I'll just make a vote to save time. Talk about the Calculus Witch?
>Y
>N

As for Jennifer herself, ask where she wants to be in five years. Try and get a feel for where she sees things going relationship wise. If it becomes clear she's not interested in salvaging a working relationship from the fuckery with Patrick, mention the idea that we could get Patrick swapped out for Stephen, and get her opinion on that. Also ask about what would actually happen if, one day, we became clan head.

>>44136723
I second the magical oath thing.

Also, ask her who the strongest fighters in the pack are, besides Patrick.

>>44136707
THIRD TIME

THIRD TIME IN THIS QUEST PEOPLE HAVE THOUGHT I WAS SILVER

Brb, family dinner, next post shortly.

>>44136787
Don't make stupid, immersion breaking posts. We know we have control over the blood in our body, we could create that effect if we wanted. Get in character.

>>44136787
Consider not acting like Silver, then? :P

>>44136873
I dont know who he is, but apparently he wants the PC to get fucked
>>44136870
I usually think of these posts as things they are thinking about rather than actively saying them.

>>44136873
Hey....
I take offense to that.

Besides, I'm better at shitposting. That plan to alter Jennifer's memories of being raped and make Patrick more in control through blood magic mindfuckery was an example.

>>44136941
>I usually think of these posts as things they are thinking about rather than actively saying them
Just keep it to yourself then.

>>44136969
I should have fucking known.

>>44136969
I'm actually not even familiar with you, besides what people in these threads are asserting.

>>44137033
>Just keep it to yourself then
It wouldn't be the first time one of my derailing posts was backed up though

maybe you should learn to take a joke.

>>44137088
I thought your post was amusing, anon. People are just touchy because there have been so many arguments about what to do.

>>44137088
Serious question, why do you derail? Do you really not have anything better to do than try to ruin other people's fun?

>>44137257
>Ruin other peoples fun

I dont fucking constantly derail and I dont derail it in a way that harms us, grow some back hair. BQTM wrote earlier that when she told us what turns her on our dick was hurting from how hard it was, Therefore it wouldn't be a thing he wasnt thinking about. I make a ton of other posts that are specific for the thread, but when it's a section of options I have nothing for or particularly think isn't really important in the quest, ill pop a joke.
We all have fun different ways bud.

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>>44137356
If I report your shitposts, will you die?

>>44137356
if you say so. I'm just so frustrated over these stupid arguments.

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>>44137436
(picrelated)
>>44137440
well if you are
>>44136870
>>44137033
You might be the one instigating the arguments.

*crickets*

>>44138597
Yeah must be a delicious dinner,

Nah im kidding BQTM we know you have a life outside of this shit.

>>44138658
He said they were gonna have him help decorate the tree too. So maybe another hour or two?

>>44136594
can you summarize all the known fields of magic? are there other system? can you tell me a little bit if uts history. who were the first known practitioners of magic?
what is magic? is it a force like the electromagnetism?there is gonna be more questions depending on her answer

>>44136723
>>44136594
I think these might be good enough for now. I like this magical oath thing.

I got out of decorating. Back now. Typing away

>>44139859
fug, It's 2:08am in the UK and was just about to go to sleep.

>>44139859
aw yis

>>44139859
Cool. I'm at work again down in Louisiana, will be here all night

You head for the couch and sit down, patting the cushion beside you, and Jennifer sits down. She looks at the cushions for a moment and sighs.

“I'm dreading sleeping on this...”

You nod slightly.

“I was thinking something similar. It's serviceable, but it's not exactly comfortable. We'll figure it out later though. For now, I've got some questions, if you don't mind answering.”

Jennifer starts typing away on her phone, messages to various people about where she is, or rather, her cover story for the evening, as well as notes to a contractor for repairing the house. She sets the phone down and turns to you.

“Fire away. The full repertoire of my knowledge is yours. Not free, of course. But we can evaluate some sort of trade once we're done talking. I'll answer whatever questions you want to ask, and in return I reserve the right to ask for something of equal value. Like I said, we can negotiate later.”

You glance at your bed, then at her.

“If you're planning to steal my bed and make me sleep on the couch, I'll just sleep in my roommate's bed or something. I've lost nothing.”

Jennifer chuckles a bit.

“It would be petty to evict you. But like I said, we'll figure it out. Now then... Your questions?”

You pull out your book and set it beside yourself.

“I want to know about magic first. You said you know about different types, so what types do you know, and what do you know well enough to teach?”

Jennifer sits up a little straighter and sighs.

“The four schools of elemental magic, conjuration, illusions and rune magic are the ones that I studied well enough to teach. Elemental magic is simple, straightforward and easy to use, but you're limited to manipulating and controlling those elements. Conjuration magic involves various kinds of summoning, think of it like teleportation. Illusions are self-explanatory, but it's an incredibly difficult school of magic to use properly. And rune magic is... It's probably the most versatile type of magic, but everything is built from scratch, and even reasonably intelligent mages have a hard time with it.”

She leans back a bit, thinking for a few moments.

“As for what I studied in passing... Necromancy, ritual summoning spells, nature magic, natural magic, blood magic... deep magic, which is a kind of crystal magic all about putting spells into jewels... Transformation magic and curses. Like I said, though, I don't have my old books. Patrick didn't think highly of my studies and didn't care when the books got damaged. I'd need replacements.”

You make a few notes, jotting down the different types of magic for future reference.

“I'm guessing there are more then?”

Jennifer quirks an eyebrow.

“It's like a martial art. A punch is a punch, but everyone has an opinion on how to throw it and where to aim, and what kind of preparation you need to throw it.”

She smirks and grabs your paper from you, making a few notes of her own, putting them in categories based on difficulty. Elemental magic is the only “easy” type, the rest are all “medium”, and three, blood magic, illusions and deep magic, are “difficult”. Rune magic is in its own category, “practically impossible”.

“That should help a bit. If you want to learn magic, start with simple, basic forms so that you can learn how to use it. Think of magic like a muscle. You can do some heavy lifting each day and wear yourself out very quickly, or you can do light exercises each day and improve much faster.”

You take the page back and chuckle.

“Speaking of which... I think I burnt myself out earlier. How long is it gonna take to recover?”

Jennifer shrugs slightly.

“That depends. Different types of magic draw upon different types of resources. Blood magic draws upon your blood, infusing it with power. You might be able to use other types of magic, but until that reservoir replenishes, your blood magic won't be working. I'd give it a few days, just to be sure. There are probably spells that will let you draw magic from other places to restore your blood magic, perhaps by diverting it from other parts of your body or being.”

You slip the note into your book and set it aside.

“Alright then... Now onto other things... Do you need anything else while you're here? You got everything?”

Jennifer pats her bag gently.

“Clothes, phone, a few supplies, some light reading and a notebook. I've got all that I need.”

You nod and draw a slow breath.

“Alright... Next up... I want to know how you really feel about Patrick. I know bits and pieces, but I want the whole story. You said you were engaged, right? And then Patrick came along?”

Jennifer's expression instantly loses its levity, and she brings her hands together.

“Patrick wanted me because he found me attractive. We had never met, but he wanted me. He told my parents he could make me happy, and he was on his way to becoming an alpha in a wealthy area. They arranged the marriage without telling me. Patrick knew I was seeing someone, but like many things in his life, he sees only what he wants to see. And he saw me with someone living a simple life in a quiet, boring town, without much money, and thought he was doing me a favor by saving me.

I was heartbroken, but I'm a winter wolf. The cold just makes us stronger. Patrick thought I was an aloof and beautiful woman and doted on me to try to melt my heart, but I hated him for what he had done. I'm not sure I've ever stopped, I've simply tempered it, controlled it. There is no love in my heart for that man, only just enough concern to work towards keeping him in his position of power. It would be worse to be subject to his whims and not have the affluence to find ways to forget. I used to drink, quite considerable amounts, but not anymore. It does almost nothing for me now.”

Jennifer falls silent, and you push gently, one last question.

“What if we replaced Patrick with Stephen? If we got Patrick out of his current position, had someone else in charge, then you'd be able to leave him without the same risks.”

Jennifer nods a bit.

“I've considered it. Stephen suspects what's been going on, but he has no proof. I've kept it that way for stability. It might be time to lift that veil. Then... perhaps I could leave, assuming I had somewhere to go. But that's a big assumption to make. I'd like to know where I'd be ending up.”

She looks at you for a moment, before turning back to her phone.

“Any other questions?”

>Actually... (write-in)
>We should get ready for dinner, I've made plans with Sammy
>Let's make some plans for dealing with Patrick
>Hug? Hug.
>Other (write-in)

>>44140940
>>Let's make some plans for dealing with Patrick
>>Hug? Hug.

>>44140940
>>Hug? Hug.
>We should get ready for dinner, I've made plans with Sammy

>>44140940
>Hug? Hug.
>We should get ready for dinner, I've made plans with Sammy

>>44140940
>Hug? Hug.
>Need to find out how loyal she'd be if we help her replace Patrick, and get set up independently.

>>44140940
>Hug? Hug.
>We should get ready for dinner, I've made plans with Sammy

>>44140940


Never mind me>>44141070 for now, I'll third vote this >>44140995
>>44141003

We can take our time establishing her as an ally.

>>44140940
I still say we should look into making Jennifer our familiar, somehow. If we can give her access to magic, it'll be a huge boon for us and her. She already has tons of knowledge, after all.

You grab Jennifer's phone and pull it from her hands before wrapping your arms around her. She stiffens against you, and you slide one hand to the back of her head, bringing it towards your chest, resting your chin on top of her head.

“You're safe right now. He can't touch you, I won't let him. For tonight, at least, you won't have to look over your shoulder. You can relax.”

Jennifer started to tear up before you finished speaking, and she grabs fistfuls of your shirt, clinging to you tightly. She nods a bit, her ears shifting, and she moves closer, climbing onto your lap. You cradle her body against your own. Knowing how she really feels about Patrick makes things simultaneously easier and harder. Easier because you feel less bad about your thoughts regarding breaking them up, and harder because you feel equally bad again thinking about Patrick. Ignorance had been bliss for him, but now his family is on the verge of falling apart.

“I've got you, Jennifer. It's alright.”

Jennifer loosens her hold briefly and looks you in the eye.

“I know...”

She leans in slightly, then stops and backs away again. She slides off your lap, her ears returning to normal, and she smooths her skirt out.

“Thank you for the reassurance.”

You nod a bit and get to your feet, using your magic and a hand in your pocket to ensure there's no visible bulge in your pants. These Wolfe women really do enjoy making things difficult on you.

“You're welcome. We should get ready for dinner. I told Sammy we'd make plans. I think it would be good to have a chat with her over a meal. I can see your progress, you can talk to her about things, Sammy gets to have dinner with two people she wants to get to know better...”

Jennifer nods slightly and takes her phone back from you.

“That sounds enjoyable, though you should probably let Sammy know I'm coming so she dresses appropriately.”

You blink. Right. Dinner. She might think it's a date. Um. You look at your own phone.

>Write-in

>>44141392
>Text Sammy "hey, I forgot to mention, but your mom wanted to have dinner with us. "

>Back at Jennifer. "What would you want for basics in elemental magic, I find the idea of being able to make a floor slick with ice appealing.

>>44141392
Text Sammy let her know her Mom is here and wants to have dinner with both of us.

>>44141392
>Text Sammy, "So, I might have mentioned to your mom we were having dinner, and now she wants to come. Please don't hit me."

>I've got blackmail on one of the teachers. Since you've got the metaphorical wallet, how 'bout you start and we'll haggle from there?

>>44141392
I >>44141471 am fine with this>>44141579 for the sake of continuing the story. I feel like learning elemental magic from her will be the best initial choice though.

>>44141572
No, we don't want to tell Sammy that her mom is staying with us tonight. Not if you guys want to maintain that relationship.

>>44141657
No part of what he said mentioned that.

Schmooze roll, +1

Negotiate! Also, figure out some hard limits, things that can't be negotiated on. Like the hemomancy tome, for instance.

Rolled 8 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>44141679

Rolled 7 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>44141679
meaning?

Rolled 19 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>44141679

>>44141712
What will you absolutely not do/not give up. Keep in mind the character. What must not be known by Jennifer at this point is another one. If one person is alright with negotiating on something, it's on the table for discussion.

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>>44141728
Good save!

>>44141736
Tome, Phone, other than that not much we value, except ourselves.

As for her not knowing? Our ultimate goals, and relationship with Angie.

>>44141679
Hard limits: Hemomancy tome. Our cover at school. Our final goal(though she doesn't know what that is yet). Murder.

>>44141728
these last minute saves in this quest...

>>44141679
Yeah, our tome is non-negotiable. As is sex. And Sammy.

Things that are commodities we're willing to work with, such as information about the school and what little cash we have, are okay. But nothing pertaining to our immediate friends (no outing Angie as an angel, or Meli as a self-aware anti-monster golem).

Possibly bring up that we're friends with Sophie Collins and can possibly coerce her into speaking favorably of wolf.

Our own, personal secrets are off the table. MAYBE how our parents died (or first kill, as we did with Sammy), if anons are okay with it.

>>44141736
I will give nothing and want her to know nothing.

>>44141767
>>44141770
Oh yea, the phone too.

>>44141736
>>44141773
Pretty much this + Phone.

>>44141773
>As is sex. And Sammy.
I disagree. We've known Sammy for three days, Jennifer for two. And as QM wrote, Oliver is just as attracted to Jennifer as Sammy. So he wouldn't put that as an absolute, but it will not be an easy sell.

>>44141773
>Our own, personal secrets are off the table.
Nah, if we want her as an instructor, those will come up eventually, but any trade there would have to include a very strong secrecy oath.

>>44141767
I support this as the best answer.

You send Sammy a text message letting her know her mom is coming along to dinner. You keep it vague for the time being so you can modify your story, but you basically let her know you've been talking to her mom, dinner was mentioned and she wants in. You pocket your phone and turn to Jennifer.

“Since you're the one who's holding the wallet, so to speak, what's that information worth to you? What do I need to give to you before you'll let me ask the next round? I've got the tape of evidence, and I can get you a hard copy of your own, for instance.”

Jennifer considers the question for several moments, looking at you, the book and the bed. Her initial offer is pretty extreme and demanding, but you manage to wear her down to more reasonable ones bit by bit. By the time you get her settled right around where she's refusing to budge, it's nearly time for dinner. You can close it now and not have to worry about it, or table the discussion for now. Her current 'demands':

“I want a copy of the recording of Mark, your bed for the night, and one night a week to spend with you. A weekend, a weekday, it hardly matters to me. So long as you want information from me, I'd like to be able to discuss it in person, away from home, where I can be myself. I'd like to do other things as well, but that's case by case.”

>Approve her demands, time for dinner
>Table the discussion, discuss more later
>Make one last effort to argue her down further, Sammy's patient
>Suggest your own demands, try to come up with something she'll accept
>Other (write-in)

>>44141833
Fine, you miserable cretin. She can have tonight IF she gives unmitigated access to all her magical lore with no other strings attached, and she gets nothing else from us.

Then I'll be okay with it.

It's not just a Sammy thing. It's the fact that we'd be selling sex in exchange for a tutor. Prostitution. Selling yourself so you can get ahead is a slippery slope I don't want to get on.

>>44141908
>Table the discussion, discuss more later

>>44141908
>Approve her demands, time for dinner
One night a week safe from Patrick for sure? Seems reasonable to me. I'll have to clear it with my roommate, but there should be no problem.

>>44141908
>A weekend would probably be fine, but I don't want to hide it from Sammy. You explain to her why you're using tutoring me in magic as an excuse to get out of the house at some point tonight, and you have a deal.

>>44141908
>>44141959
this

>>44141912
She doesn't want to trade for sex. She wants to trade for sanctuary, is that okay with you?

>>44141908
>>44141959
Second.

>>44141908

>Approve her demands, time for dinner

>>44141908
>>44141959
this

>>44141959
I guess this is okay, but again, Sammy has no power to protect herself.

What she doesn’t know she can't tell.

>>44141908
>Approve her demands, time for dinner

You get to your feet.

“Well, I'm fine with that, on two conditions. One, I need to clear it with my roommate to be sure. It wouldn't be fair to just dump this on her. Two, I'm not hiding it from Sammy. However you want to put it is fine, but you have to at least tell her you're tutoring me in magic once a week and, if possible, why.”

Jennifer rises from the couch and nods.

“I'm perfectly fine with those conditions, but as to the first, we wouldn't need to be here. If we'd be spending time together, I'd trust you to keep me safe. I'd probably book us a room somewhere, a place that wouldn't ask questions and wouldn't mind scorch marks on the floor from your practice efforts. You'll spend the first few sessions screwing up royally, as most apprentices tend to do, and practicing here would get you in trouble.”

You smirk a bit and head for the door, offering her your arm while you check your phone. Sammy messaged back letting you know it's alright, and that maybe a lunch date tomorrow would be better. You don't reply since you wouldn't be able to hide it from Jennifer, and you'll be seeing her in a moment anyway. Jennifer slips her arm around yours, and despite the conservative suit she looks pretty good hanging off of you.

“So, where are we having dinner?”

That was one you hadn't considered. You've spent the last two nights attending parties, you've yet to actually have dinner here.

“Dining hall? They do some pretty good food. We can grab some stuff and head to the roof. I know a spot.”

Jennifer nods slowly.

“I see. Should I just head up to the roof and wait? I don't want to draw attention.”

>Have Jennifer go on ahead, meet up with Sammy in the dining hall.
>Have Jennifer come with you, for protection and stuff
>Have Jennifer head to the dining hall, go check the roof out and make sure it's clear
>Other (write-in)

>>44142117
>Have Jennifer go on ahead, meet up with Sammy in the dining hall.

>>44142117
>Have Jennifer come with you, for protection and stuff
Nah, you're going to be around anyway.

>>44142117
>Have Jennifer go on ahead, meet up with Sammy in the dining hall.

>>44142147
Yes, let's send her, a prominent wolf, to the roof. Alone. At night. She fears vampires too, remember?

>>44142117
>>Have Jennifer come with you, for protection and stuff

>>44142117
>Have Jennifer come with you, for protection and stuff

>>44142117
>Have jennifer come with you
>Slap her ass on the way out.

>>44142203
Stay classy

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>44142222
Roll for slap strength.

>>44142203
second.

>>44142203
No.

>>44142117
>>Have Jennifer go on ahead, meet up with Sammy in the dining hall.

>>44142203
No

>>44142282
>>44142257
Yes.

>>44142249
Since that would be a surprise attack and she wouldn't get to apply a defence, I think this threshold is enough to cause a severe wound, though I can't remember the combat rules that well.

>>44142300
Not the qm fuck off.

>>44142300
This is a primogeniture monarchy, not a democracy.

>>44142306
Do werewolves automatically go feral if they get severely wounded while not transformed?

>>44142324
>Not the Qm

Did I have BecomeTheQM on my name?

no shit sherlock

>>44142117
>Have Jennifer head to the dining hall, go check the roof out and make sure it's clear

i sense trouble guys.

>>44142353
We got our three votes for keeping her with us, even ignoring silver.

>>44142117
>Have Jennifer go on ahead, meet up with Sammy in the dining hall.

“You'll stick out anyway, and the vampires have all been fussing over something lately. I don't need them spotting you and taking out their anger. You should come with me.”

Jennifer nods and grabs your wrist gently.

“Alright then. Just be careful. If there's a hint of a real threat that we can't handle, I'll let go of your wrist.”

You nod and head for the dining hall with Jennifer. It's weird walking with someone other than Sammy on your arm. Not weird in an uncomfortable sense, but in the sense that it's weird walking beside someone with a shorter stride than you. It's kinda fun, actually. Jennifer walks with poise, grace and control as opposed to Sammy's more natural and loose motions. It's almost regal, which makes sense considering her position.

The dining hall is mostly empty when you reach it, probably because the werewolf students are at home for various parties, the vampire students don't eat actual food, and there are plenty of rich snobs who probably go home to eat fancy food away from the commoners. You spot Sammy and wave, and she hurries over. Jennifer releases your arm and gives a slight bow, as if thanking you for escorting her, and she approaches Sammy. They hug, and Sammy walks over and gives you a hug as well.

“I put in some orders already. I know what mom likes, and I took a wild guess that you'd like steak as well. I hope that's alright.”

Jennifer nods.

“Steak sounds wonderful, thank you.”

You take a moment to consider what is about to take place. Steak, something that used to be a rare delicacy for you that was only for special occasions. Sammy, cheerful, perky and adorable. Jennifer, mature, beautiful and intelligent. And you get to sneak off to the roof with all three of those at the same time. You almost want to thank God, but you're pretty sure Angie would hear and laugh at you for it later.

“Sure, steak works for me.”

You smile, trying to hide your excitement. Steak. Steaky steak steak.

“I was thinking we could head to the usual spot, that way we get some privacy and eat in peace.”

Sammy smiles brightly.

“That sounds good to me. It's already getting dark out, the moon should be out pretty soon. It's going to be really pretty tonight.”

Jennifer smirks a bit and sighs.

“Something like that... I presume you'll be on good behavior then? If things get out of hand I might have to step in.”

Sammy blushes brightly.

“Th-That...! I... I'm not going to...”

Jennifer pats her on the head.

“I'm just teasing a little. I know you have more self-control than that.”

She kinda doesn't, and you don't know if Jennifer realizes that or not. She probably has some inkling of it, but then again Sammy was put under that blood pact thing by Vanessa and likely hasn't been home much at all for ages. You head for the serving line.

“I'll grab the food, be right back.”

You head for the line and let them chat for a moment, trying to clear your own head. You've already stressed Sammy out considerably today, and now Jennifer is going to lay out some facts for her that she might not take well. It's also the night after the full moon. You have no idea if Sammy is going to run off crying or not, and if she does, what you're going to do about it. The whole point of bringing Jennifer to school was to keep her safe by being with her, and if you chase after Sammy it might devolve into you breaking your promise not to take advantage of her. Highly emotional, pent up, in need of comforting... It's a perfect storm.

You collect the steaks, each served in a little plastic box with mashed potatoes, gravy and green beans, as well as a few sodas, and carefully load everything into a couple of plastic bags. You head back over to Jennifer and Sammy just in time to overhear something about something being “bigger than expected”, and as you walk closer you can see Jennifer holding her phone. It is, upon consideration, kinda bulky.

“I've got the meals, let's head on out.”

Sammy smiles and moves to your side, hugging your arm and leaning on you a bit, and Jennifer takes the other side. Sammy gives her a slightly confused look, and Jennifer shrugs a bit.

“He's a handsome young man and he escorted me here. If it's a problem, I'll let go.”

Sammy shakes her head.

“Nope, no problem. I guess I was just wondering about it.”

You start to walk with them, trying to work out how you're going to resolve this mess without hurting anyone. There's no obvious way, but there's got to be a solution somewhere. You spend the walk to the roof in silence while Sammy and Jennifer resume their discussion, and when you get there Sammy releases you and picks out a spot to sit down. You sit down beside her, with Jennifer once again getting comfortable at your other side, and you unpack the food and drinks while taking in the view of the night sky. It really is lovely tonight.

>To business. Jennifer? Talk to Sammy.
>Ask Sammy about something
>Ask Jennifer about something
>Steaky steak steak
>Other (write-in)

>>44142677
>To business. Jennifer? Talk to Sammy
Eat slowly, enjoy the steak but be ready to intervene.

>>44142677
>So, Sammy, I gotta say, your home is...interesting. But you haven't been there in a while, right?
Slowly ease into it.

>>44142677
>Steaky steak steak
>enjoy the night
I think, if we just let things proceed as they are for a bit, they should simplify out. Sometimes you just need to let the water settle

>>44142701
That can wait till after we eat. We haven't taken a breath to enjoy life in a while, and it's a beautiful night, we're with two beautiful women, and no one is even angry at anyone else.
>>44142726

>>44142677
>Steaky steak steak

>>44142724
Again, wait til after dinner.

>>44142677
>Steaky steak steak

>>44142677
>Stakey, stake, stake.

Smarts roll plus Perception, +1

Rolled 14 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>44142833

Rolled 8 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>44142833

Rolled 3 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>44142833

>>44142855
>>44142863
>>44142865
Well, we're distracted by the delicious steak, clearly.

>Captcha was steak

>>44142855
hope a 15 is good enough...

>>44142906
We can't be perfect all the time, anon. But so far we've been good when it really matters.

You turn your attention to your meal and dig in. The steak is so good. So good. It's so good, in fact, that you have a hard time following the conversation. Not that that's a bad thing, for the most part it's just pleasant conversation about things like the moon, the quality of the meal, Sammy's studies and the state of the clan. Your evidence is brought up, and Sammy comments on how useful it is. They even reconnect a bit more, discussing Jennifer's plan regarding Mark. She even apologizes for setting things up that way, but says she trusted Sammy to find a way around it.

As you finish up your steak the conversation slowly grows more serious, and you let things unfold naturally. Jennifer transitions the topic to Patrick, and you swallow your last bite right as Jennifer begins explaining what's going on with them, barely listening as you savor the morsel. She opens with a fairly vague but pretty blunt outline of the situation, that she hasn't really loved Patrick during their marriage, that he's been doing some things while shifted that she doesn't approve of, and that until recently he didn't even know what he was doing. Maybe you should have been listening, or interrupted her...

When you look at Sammy, you don't see the person you were expecting. The Sammy you know wouldn't be glaring daggers at Jennifer, wouldn't be standing up to her at all. She rises to her feet slowly, her body tense, shifting as far as her body will allow. Jennifer sits there calmly, watching patiently, as if she expected this response or something close to it.

“You're lying... He... That's what this has all been about... You've been acting nice to me, just to turn me against him... H-How could you...? I thought... This is the last straw! I won't let you talk about him like this! I won't be your tool!”

>Try to defuse the situation somehow.
>Tell Sammy that Jennifer isn't lying, try to reason with her
>Brace for impact, a fight is about to take place
>Run for cover
>Other (write-in)

>>44143007

>Tell Sammy that Jennifer isn't lying, try to reason with her

>>44143007
>>Try to defuse the situation somehow.
>>Tell Sammy that Jennifer isn't lying, try to reason with her

>>44143007
>Tell Sammy that Jennifer isn't lying, try to reason with her

I heard you Mom screaming and rushed to see what was up, Your dad had her pinned and he was shifted. Your dad nearly killed me, see these bandages? Yeah he did that. Didn't want to believe it either, but it's the truth.

>>44143007
>Tell Sammy that Jennifer isn't lying, try to reason with her
No matter how much the truth hurts, it's better than a pleasant lie.

>>44143007
>Try to defuse the situation somehow.
>Tell Sammy that Jennifer isn't lying, try to reason with her

Schmooze roll, +1

Rolled 15 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>44143135
Witness me!

Rolled 8 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>44143135

Rolled 3 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>44143135
FIX

Rolled 4 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>44143135

>>44143158
Great fix.

>>44143135
Almost the same rolls amazing
>>44143158
>>44143155
>>44143148

>>44143199
Clearly this is the will of the RNGods

“Sammy, I was there.”

Sammy turns to look at you, her expression still full of anger.

“What?”

You hesitate for a moment. You're not sure if you can talk your way through this without Sammy just laying into you, and you're not in any state to fight right now. You choose your words carefully as you proceed.

“I saw it with my own eyes today. I...”

You look at Jennifer, who nods, and you rise to your feet slowly. You take off your shirt and reveal your bandages and bruises. Sammy flinches at the sight.

“Today I fought your dad. I had to knock him out to keep him from hurting your mom. He wasn't in control of himself. He didn't realize what he was doing, he never has, Sammy. The only difference was that today I was there to stop him. Your mom isn't lying. Your dad... When he shifts, he's not the same man.”

You can see the denial spread across Sammy's face, the shock of it hitting her hard.

“Y-You're... you're in on it... You're... Why are you believing her lies!? He would never... If you got hit it's only because you tried to get in the way!”

She turns back to Jennifer and lunges at her, fangs bared and claws ready to strike. Jennifer is still just sitting there calmly, her eyes sliding closed as she braces herself.

-

Speed roll to get between them, unless you plan to let Sammy smack Jennifer around

Rolled 17 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>44143358

Rolled 12 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>44143358
Can we speed roll to hug Sam?

Rolled 2 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>44143358

>>44143390
Dramatic hug? Sure. Thoughts?

>>44143413
I support it.

>>44143413
Go for it

>>44143413
I'm game.

>>44143378
The way we move, how does anyone think we're still human?

>>44143413
Not to be a douche but, hugs dont fix everything guys.

>>44143413
Always cooldown hug.

Statwise, what's peak human?

>>44143413
Nah, we didn't crit, and Sammy's stronger & faster than us.

>>44143450
I've been saying we're a dhampir for a while now.


>>44143505
Stronger yes, faster is debatable.

>>44143465
>>44143450
>>44143436
>>44143442
We aren't in our suit, and she's wolfed out. I don't feel like our total rolls were high enough to justify that.

>>44143413
I can't see the result being worse, and can see it being better. So okay.

>>44143616
she could shank her claws into our stomach while attempting so.

>>44143516
>faster is debatable.
With Sammy, yea. A full wolf is definitely faster than us though.

>>44143646
So pretty much the same result as not hugging her.

>>44143670
Yeah, but i'd rather get stabbed trying to dodge then looking like an idiot.

You jump between the pair, throwing yourself at Sammy and spreading your arms wide. You catch Sammy before she collides with Jennifer, managing to get one foot down before you tip over with her. You can feel her bite down hard on your shoulder, her claws digging into your back, and you hug her tightly, squeezing and shutting your eyes. You can feel her scratching at you as she yanks and tears with her jaws, and then all at once it stops. She lets go suddenly, jumping back as though someone zapped her with electricity.

“I-I...”

She looks down at her hands, covered in your blood, and starts to cry. She looks at you, horrified and shaking.

“I'm sorry...!”

She turns and runs off, leaping from the roof to a lower section and sprinting away. You reach out after her, but your blood loss and human pain tolerance is catching up to you again, and you wobble a bit before your legs give out. Jennifer catches you before you hit the ground, cradling you against herself. All her composure is gone, and she looks petrified.

“You stupid... idiotic... I could have handled it... Don't you dare die on me... Please... Please, Oliver...”

You reach up a cup her cheek.

“I'm not gonna die like this... Just... get me to the nurse's office. Angie will patch me up...”

>>44143670
Not that guy but you've a point.>>44143413
I say yes on the hug, at least an attempt. If needed we can modify it into a grapple right?

You feel yourself slipping out of consciousness. Everything goes fuzzy and dark once again. You awaken with a jolt in the nurse's office. There's a mostly-empty blood bag above you, and a tube leading into your arm. Your back feels sore, but there's a soft tingle, and you're pretty sure Angie hooked you up again. You can hear faint snoring far away, and there's a weight on your chest.

You look down to find Angie curled up beside you, head on your chest. She's half shifted, her makeup is a complete mess from crying, and her clothes are stained with your blood and slightly torn in places. She doesn't stir when you wake up, except to hold you a little bit tighter, as though afraid you'll disappear.

>Go back to sleep, spend the night here
>Head back to your room with Jennifer, she deserves a proper bed
>Try to leave without waking her up, go find Sammy
>Other (write-in)

>>44143718
>Angie curled up beside you
You mean Jennifer?

>>44143718
>Head back to your room with Jennifer, she deserves a proper bed
She has been through hell, and I think we can safely say she's been honest with us.

>>44143737
It's after midnight. Don't expect perfection.

I'm gonna get a soda...

>>44143765
No problem boss. I just wanted to double check.

I think we should wake her up by petting her and head back to our room.

>>44143718
>>Head back to your room with Jennifer, she deserves a proper bed
then go find Sammy

>>44143718
>Head back to your room with Jennifer, she deserves a proper bed.
>Then go find Sammy.

>>44143718
>Other
Wake Jennifer, thank her for looking out for us. Get her to our room. And go find Sammy, preferably with our phone in tow.
That girl needs someone looking for her right now. Maybe bring Jennifer, but that might set us back to square one.

>>44143718
>Head back to your room with Jennifer, she deserves a proper bed
Then
>go find Sammy

>>44143795
Do you think we'll be able to? Or that she'll want to see us? Or that we'll have the energy? Healing still uses our life force.

So did Oliver forget he can keep his blood inside?

>>44143795
>>44143815
>>44143817
>>44143821
If we go try to find her, we'll probably collapse. This is still day 3, and we aren't particularly durable. I think we need to get some rest.

>>44143825
Oliver would try IC

>>44143718
>>Try to leave without waking her up, go find Sammy
>>44143846
I think he lost a LOT, very quickly. If he lost it more slowly, he probably could have clotted the wounds

>>44143846
Hard to do while in shock or unconscious,

>>44143846
He has to be conscious and focus on it. We got savaged. And we were low on blood from the magic earlier. Angie would probably stick us with another bag and make us sleep more if she was awake.

We are gonna have to buy Angie some really good coffee.

>>44143865
IC, maybe. But there's no guarantee she won't flip out on us again.

Strength roll, +0

When you get to your room with Jennifer, she attempts to physically stop you from leaving for your own safety.

Rolled 15 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>44143924
+Brawling

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>44143924

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>44143924
I thought we had a bonus to strength or was i wrong.

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>44143924
rolling

>>44143920
Oliver would try anyways.

>>44143920
And? Better to stay in character than worry about meta-consequences that may not happen.
To be honest the poor girl is probably beating herself up pretty bad. She likes us a lot.

>>44143959
Strength is 0 unless we're using the suit.

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>44143924

>>44143973
thank god your roll doesn't count

>>44143966
>>44143968

>Oliver would try anyways.
You say Oliver would try, just like you say Oliver's in love with the girl after two dates.
Oliver wouldn't endanger his not-geas, imo.

>>44144017
I didn't say he loved her, I said our friend is in an emotionally fragile plsce after hurting someone (rather a lot) she cares about. And is more likely to accidentally hurt herself than us at this point.

>>44144017
1. He considers her a friend, Something he has rarely if ever had.
2. She's hurting pretty bad and amy do something dumb
3. She's the first person he had sexual acts with.
4. Oliver is stubborn he won't stop unless someone stops him

>>44144052
>>44144062
She's his friend yes, but she also betrayed him by attacking him.
He wouldn't be so cut and dried about it.
He should be an unsure emotional wreck too.

>>44144091
Oliver jumped in front of her when she was going into a frenzy, not really a betrayal.

>>44144091
She attacked him accidentally. Good chance she just got to walk in her dad's shoes a little.
She may well feel like a monster.

>>44144091
>but she also betrayed him by attacking him.
He got in the way consciously after she was in a panic about familial issues. It WAs an accident on her part.
>He should be an unsure emotional wreck too

>She looks down at her hands, covered in your blood, and starts to cry. She looks at you, horrified and shaking.

>“I'm sorry...!”

>She turns and runs off, leaping from the roof to a lower section and sprinting away.

Indicates severe emotional distress.

>>44144115
Eh, if she had clawed once. But she went at Jim till he was on the verge of death. Being angry doesn’t excuse that completely.
I'm just saying, it shouldn't be cut and dried. He should be pissed off at her, as well as worried, if you're going to insist on that.

>>44144124
>>44144115
>>44144131
Have you ever been injured by a friend? Regardless of how sorry they are, you're still pissed off as well. Come on now, stop treating Oliver as one dimensional.

He may want to find her, but he'll also want to yell at her.

>>44144210
>Have you ever been injured by a friend?
Several times, once or twice more severely than this.

>Regardless of how sorry they are, you're still pissed off as well.
Nope.

You gently pet Jennifer, stroking her hair and toying with her ears a bit. She leans into your touch and slowly opens her eyes. Her tail wags slowly and she sits up a bit.

“How are you feeling?”

You sit up bit by bit. Your back feels like hell and your shoulder has definitely seen better days, but you're pretty sure that Angie did you another solid.

“Getting there. I've... Alright, I haven't really had worse, but it's not as bad as it could be...”

Jennifer nods and helps you to your feet as you make an attempt to stand.

“You need rest... Can you walk?”

You try to balance on your own two feet. It's not easy, but you can manage it. Jennifer moves under your arm and helps support you, letting you lean on her.

“Thanks... I think I can make it to the room just fine, but help is always appreciated.”

Jennifer rubs her eyes a bit, using her sleeve to wipe away her smudged makeup and reverting to human form.

“Not a problem. You had me worried for a bit there. Do you always do stupid things like that and make people afraid for your life, or is this a recent thing?”

You smirk a bit as you head out of the nurse's office with Jennifer, sparing a glance at Angie. She's out cold. You definitely need a bigger bag of chocolate-covered coffee beans now.

“A recent thing. Long story. But it only ever really happens when I'm trying to be a hero and protect people.”

Jennifer nods and gives you a gentle squeeze around the middle.

“...The help is appreciated. That's twice you've risked your well-being for my sake.”

You nod and let the conversation trail off. You've got enough blood in you to stand up and walk around, but you still feel just a little out of it. With your magic you can manipulate your blood to compensate a bit, but it takes all of your concentration just to keep yourself at “functional”.

When you reach your room you take a moment to take stock of things. Sammy needs you right now. At the very least, she needs somebody. You aren't really sure what to do though, aside from finding her and hoping for the best. Jennifer starts to remove your shirt to get you changed and you turn away, heading for the door.

“I... I've gotta find Sammy first. You should sleep, you need your rest. I'll be alright.”

Jennifer grabs your arm and pulls you to a stop. Her expression turns neutral and icy once again, trying to take control of the situation.

“If you think I'm letting you go out there to get killed right now... You reek of blood, you can barely walk... If anyone needs rest, it's you.”

You pull your arm hard but she stays latched onto you, so you yank roughly, twisting your arm to try to break her grasp. In human form her grip strength is marginal at best, and you stumble back a bit as you finally get free of her. Jennifer just stands there, looking at you. Her facade of control crumbles away, and she steps forward, the fear apparent on her face.

“If you leave, I'm all alone. And if I go with you, I'll be fighting to protect you. Neither of us can go out there looking for her right now. You don't think I'm worried either? The clan will protect her, and so will Mark's, they'll keep an eye on her. Right now... all we can do is wait. Please... please don't go out there...”

>Fine then. I'll stay.
>I'm sorry for worrying you, I'm just afraid for her
>Try to text Sammy
>I'm going and you can't stop me
>Other (write-in)

>>44144267
>>Fine then. I'll stay.
>>I'm sorry for worrying you, I'm just afraid for her

>>44144267
>I'm sorry for worrying you, I'm just afraid for her
>Try to text Sammy

>>44144267
>>Try to text Sammy
maybe see if our phone can figure out where her phone is?

>>44144267
>Text Mel, ask her if she can do you a solid.

>>44144227
Well, you're the opposite from me then. I get angry when people hurt me, but then I grew up being bullied by people much stronger than me.

>>44144267
>>Fine then. I'll stay.
>>I'm sorry for worrying you, I'm just afraid for her

>>44144267
>Try to text Sammy
>I'm going

>>44144267
>>I'm going and you can't stop me
>>Other (write-in) Tell Meliora we need a favor

>>44144267
>Fine then. I'll stay.
>>I'm sorry for worrying you, I'm just afraid for her
>>Try to text Sammy

>>44144267
>>44144320
Second.

>>44144267
>Fine then. I'll stay.
>I'm sorry for worrying you, I'm just afraid for her
>Try to text Sammy

>>44144320
This too

>>44144267
>Try to text sammy
Ask her to meet us somewhere maybe?
If no response after a bit call
>I'm worried
>She doesn't need protection right now. She needs someone to remind her she isn't a monster. The Collis' don't seem the type to do anything but twist her arm.
Except Sophie maybe, she's alright.

>>44144409
>>44144267
Obviously what I mean if we get to the bottom is >GO AFTER HER OLIVER

>>44144409
but technically they're all monsters. We're trying to become a monster. Stop trying to humanize things that aren't human. Shouldn't you be going to bed anyway? It's almost 1 am again.

>>44144456
It was just a turn of phrase anon. And I liked the irony.
Can't. I'd get fired sleeping on the job.

You pause for a moment, before sighing. She's right.

“I'll stay. I'm... I won't look for her tonight. I'm sorry for worrying you, I'm just scared.”

Jennifer nods.

“So am I... but Sammy is a clever girl. She'll manage...”

She releases you and heads for her bags, rummaging through them. You pull out your phone and send Sammy a text message, which your phone heavily doctors before your eyes. You were making a few typos and errors, and your phone corrects them for you and expands on what you wrote, turning your simple notice that you're alright and you're worried about her safety into a short letter about your recovery, how you hope that she's safe and that you want to talk to her when she gets the chance.

You then send a message to Meliora asking her to do you a solid. You give her Sammy's phone number and ask her to find her and keep the vampires at bay. If nothing else, she'll survive the night. You don't exactly trust Meliora to be the one to make her feel like she's not a monster, but maybe by some miracle it'll do the trick. You set your phone down and walk over to see what Jennifer is up to.

On the couch are a few different outfits. The sweater and skirt she was wearing earlier, a silk nightie with matching panties, and a button-up with jeans. Jennifer glances at you and gestures to the clothes, straightening them up a bit.

“I was trying to decide what to wear to bed. I was going to go with the nightie to be a tease, but... I'll leave the decision up to you. I don't want to make you uncomfortable right now, and the games we've been playing aren't games on a night like this. So it's up to you what happens.”

>Wear whatever you want, whatever is comfortable.
>The nightie is fine with me.
>You said nudity doesn't bother you, right?
>Wear... (write-in)
>Other (write-in)

>>44144576
>Wear whatever you want, whatever is comfortable.

>>44144576

>Wear whatever you want, whatever is comfortable.

>>44144576
>Wear whatever you want. I'm about to pass out again anyways.
>Transition over to Mel's bed, since you gave up yours tonight.

>>44144576
>Wear whatever you want, whatever is comfortable.

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>44144576
>>You said nudity doesn't bother you, right?
rolling for strip tease.

>>44144576
>Wear whatever you want, whatever is comfortable.

>>44144576
>>Wear whatever you want, whatever is comfortable.
>Or a school uniform, Ive been wondering how you'd look in one.
>Or nothing at all

>>44144576
"You really think I've still got enough blood in me right now for you to get a proper rise out of me tonight? Hope springs eternal I guess."

>>44144637
On the plus side, you no longer have to worry about a love triangle.

>>44144600
Seconded for dubs.

>>44144637
she falls on a plate of cold mozzarella sticks left by meliora.

>>44144576
>>Wear whatever you want, whatever is comfortable.

>>44144647
Agreed. And if nothing else, tonight has shown that Jennifer really does have feelings for us, even if she likes that we don't take the bait in her games most of the time.

>>44144682
I get the feeling you're talking about something largely unrelated to my joke about a terrible strip tease.

>>44144710
I was talking about the worry about a love triangle. I have accepted that a few of you anons will constantly throw a fit at trying for the harem end, and so am currently realigning my goals.

>>44144710
And desu, Oliver probably wouldn't notice either way. He's likely going to sit down on the couch and pass out.

>>44144758
Oh merciful RNGods, when did the word filters come back?

You smile a bit.

"Wear whatever you want. Whatever you're comfortable falling asleep in."

Jennifer nods and starts unbuttoning her suit, and you head for the bathroom to wash up a bit. You take off your shirt and examine your injuries. They're almost fully healed, and you're starting to not feel so dizzy anymore. You have a drink of water to help replenish your fluids and head back out into your room to find Jennifer in the nightie, packing her bags up again.

You really don't have enough blood to be thinking, standing and staring at her in that outfit, so you head for your bed and lay down. Jennifer walks over and climbs into bed beside you, curling up against your side and shifting halfway once more. You slip an arm around her and close your eyes.

It's the last night of the full moon, and Jennifer is fighting every instinct she has not to try to jump you. She's probably just as pent up as you, if not more. Every chance she's gotten to vent has been interrupted in the worst way. You glance at her, stroking her back, and she gives you a small smile.

>Let sleeping dogs lie, figuratively. Don't rock the boat.
>Give Jennifer a helping hand.
>Kiss her and let things progress wherever they lead
>Talk to Jennifer about something
>Other (write-in)

>>44144846
>Let sleeping dogs lie, figuratively. Don't rock the boat.

>>44144846
>Let sleeping dogs lie, figuratively. Don't rock the boat.

>>44144846
>Kiss her and let things progress wherever they lead
After all she's done for us, we should throw her a bone.

>>44144846
>Give Jennifer a helping hand

>>44144846
>>Let sleeping dogs lie, figuratively. Don't rock the boat.

>>44144846
>>Let sleeping dogs lie, figuratively. Don't rock the boat.

>>44144846
>Let sleeping dogs lie, figuratively. Don't rock the boat.
Yeah, fucking your maybe-girlfriend's mom when she's currently missing, you know it would hurt her and you were worried enough about her to march into what would likely have been extreme danger less than ten minutes ago is completely normal and appropriate.

>>44144846
>Let sleeping dogs lie, figuratively. Don't rock the boat.

>>44144846
>Kiss her and let things progress wherever they lead
We're attracted to her as much as anyone else, QM made that clear, and we're a 17 year old guy.

>>44144922
see>>44144910

>>44144922
Seconding dubs

Totally and completely. Nobody ever makes stupid, hormonal decisions during emotional situations.

Especially not me. I'm too smart for that.

Yep.