>Solomom’s: Skills(w/description), Learning, & Relationship Statuses: UPDATED! :^)

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>“Go find a place to eat dessert.”

“I’m sure it will work out fine, hopefully…I went to sleep rather early and tomorrow I have a day off, I still have some time here to spend with you. Why don’t we go find a place to eat dessert,” you suggest.
“That sounds like delicious,” Griselda says.

Once more leaving your headquarters you and Griselda walk into the town, the sun is setting and getting ready to dip into the ocean once more. Thankfully you’re in a well-lit location so there shouldn’t be too much trouble for your siren friend. After several minutes of walking and asking for directions, the two of you find yourself at a small stand vending ice cream. Griselda orders a fish flavored ice cream with chunks of anchovies. You order a chocolate cake flavored to make up for your loss of chocolate cake from the previous night.

“Fish flavored ice cream sounds disgusting,” you say.

“You shouldn’t say that something tastes gross before trying it,” Griselda says.

“While sometimes true, I’ll have to disagree with you on this topic. Ice cream shouldn’t taste salty,” you say.

“Whatever…” Griselda says as she takes a large bite into her salty fish flavored treat.

>“So tell me about Selena Blaze? Was that just a name you came up with or something else?”

>“Can you tell me more about your life as a Siren?”

>“Do you have any other than me?

>Write-in

>Do you know anyone other than me?*

Also #9 is don’t know how I messed that up.

>>3417849
>“So tell me about Selena Blaze? Was that just a name you came up with or something else?”

>>3417849
>... can I try some of that?

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>>3418780
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>>3419191

>“So tell me about Selena Blaze? Was that just a name you came up with or something else?”

“Oh Shrimp! Selena Blaze that brings back some memories. She was the leader to a pirate crew that I ate,” Griselda says happily.

“You ate her?” you ask.

“Yes! She was delicious, but also rather sad to eat…Selena was a person I grew up with when I was just a wee- shrimp. Her father was a human pirate who fell in love with her mother, normally the Siren is supposed to kill the male after mating as per tradition, but her mother did not.” Griselda says as she takes another crunchy bite into her fish flavored ice cream.

Griselda brings her hands together resting them on the table for a moment before sighing deeply.

“We were friends when we were younger, but our paths were different. She was raised as a pirate, I was raised as a siren. Both are enemies of each other, eventually, she became the leader of her own crew after her father died, to another siren. She crossed the line when she began hunting siren’s so there was a raid sent to stop her, I was in that raid…”Griselda stops speaking and pulls out a shell-shaped necklace.
Griselda closes her eyes for a moment looking up at the sky. You take this moment to take a bite out of her fish flavored ice cream without her noticing, it tastes exactly like how you imagine. Fish & Milk.

“When we were younger I found this sea shell and gave it to her as a gift, I never thought she held onto it for all this time. She was my first love…”

“Do you have anyone like that Shrimp your mistress perhaps?” Griselda asks.

“Most definitely not my mistress, but I don’t think I have anyone that I could currently consider a lover,” you say waving your hands left and right.

Griselda looks down at her now melted ice cream.

“Awww my ice cream melted,” Griselda says.

“Thank you for telling me that story, I appreciate you telling me about your life,” you say.

Griselda slaps your back, breaking the serious mood.

“I’ll tell you more about me anytime, it's nearly nighttime here so you should be waking up soon. I’ll do some investigating on the [Rising Sun] while you are gone. Remember to get dark clothing and something that hides your face,” Griselda says.

“I will, until next time Griselda,” you say as you begin to fade away.

“Bye shrimp!” Griselda says happily.

>[1/2]

The world around you fades away into darkness. In the darkness you see two different versions of Vivi, one version of her being dragged away by a bloodied murtlap; she is laughing. The other version of Vivi is sharing a smoothie with Charles. You take a step towards the version of Vivi drinking with Charles, but soon the darkness fades away and you're staring the roof of your room. Just a dream…

>[6:30 AM Saturday]

You groggily walk up to your dresser, Vivi’s dress is still resting on it. You fold it moving it to the side an open up your drawer. Today you have a day off and Vivi doesn’t have school, maybe you’ll hang out with the black magic club. Your also curious about Roland’s health, after the other day. For now, you should focus on the day ahead of you.

>Dress as a servant

>Dress as a student

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>>3420043
>Dress as a servant

>>3420054
Writing.

>>3420054
>Dress as a servant

You decide to dress up as a servant for the time being. While it is your day off it feels good to wear comfortable and familiar clothing. You slip on your long black pants with accompanying dress shirt & Tie. Opening the door, you step inside to wake up your mistress Vivi, the first thing you smell when stepping inside is the smell of blood and death in the room. In the bed is your mistress sleeping happily in the nude, but she is sleeping on bloodstained sheets from the previous night. In the garbage bin by her nightstand is the dead murtlap, there are some flies beginning to float around the dead carcass. You take a moment to step back into your room where the air is more fresh, before stepping back into the room of your mistress.

You move over by her bedside and notice that her form has changed to her normal self, her breasts are no longer as large as they used to be and she is much less curvaceous and slightly shorter. On her nightstand next to her bed is the still bloodied knife…she didn’t clean anything after you left her last night. You move your hands towards her body to wake it up.

“Wake up Vivi, right now!” you say as you rock her body back and forth.

“Five more minutes Saul!” Vivi says sleep talking.

“No five more minutes, I need you to wake up right now!” you say shaking her body more.

“What is it, Saul? I don’t have class today and today is your day off, why must you wake me up so early,” Vivi says while rubbing her eye.

“I need you to explain to me why your room is a mess? You told me that you would be able to clean up the room on your own,” you say.

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Vivi looks at the room around her, then looks back you shrugging her shoulders.

[red] “It looks fine to me [/red] ,” Vivi says.

“Looks fine? The murtlap is in the garbage can not properly sealed and thrown out, you are sleeping in bloodstained bed sheets, and it smells awful! How is any of this fine?” you ask.

“Are you alright Saul? Did something happen, that made you upset over something like this? After my shower, I felt too tired to clean & throw everything out, so I just went to bed. Sorry about that,” Vivi says rubbing her head.

You sigh pinching your nose.

“Everything is fine…Next time I’ll just clean it up, for now, let me help you get dressed and go to breakfast. I’ll skip it and make sure your room is in a presentable state,” you say pinching your nose.

You help Vivi get out of bed and properly dressed for another day at the academy, even though it’s a free day with no school your mistress still wishes to dress properly in her normal clothing, that now fit her normally. Soon she is on the other side of the door getting ready to go speak with Mercedes for breakfast.

“I’m going to Mercedes’s room and grab breakfast with her. I know it's your day off, so don’t worry about me after this, I owe you one,” Vivi says.

“Be safe, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do please,” you say.

Turning around you sigh and dig your hands in your pockets. It’s your day off but here you are cleaning bloodstains and taking out a carcass. Stretching your arms you get to work. First placing the murtlap in a garbage bag; you take the bloodied knife and clean it off using a handkerchief and playing it inside as well. Grabbing Vivi’s knife you place it back in her collection of various knives. You seal the garbage bag tightly before placing it to the side. Grabbing Vivi’s bedsheets you fold them up tightly and place them in a separate garbage bag, taking the sheets to a cleaner would be too much of a hassle and may possibly raise eyebrows with other servants. Lastly, you spray Vivi’s perfume around the room to help mask the smell of blood and death.

You carry the two garbage bags outside the room, and outside the academy. There are several large garbage bins outside for servants to take out the trash. Luckily the garbage is taken out today, also you doubt there will be anyone digging through thrash at this type of school.

>[2/3]

Turning around you notice your friend Prince Roland jogging towards you, his shirt is drenched in sweat. He seems much happier than normal for the young prince.

“Hello Saul, how are you this morning?” Roland asks.

“I’m hungry I haven’t had the chance to eat this morning,” you say.

“You haven’t eaten? Breakfast is the most important meal of the day,” Roland says.

“Well, I had to run some tasks for Vivi this morning, even though it's my day off,” you say.

“Oh, so that is why she was alone for breakfast this morning,” Roland says.

“Alone? What about Mercedes?” you ask.

“There was an accident in the knitting club event last night and Mercedes fell unconscious because of it. She was sent to the infirmary,” Roland says.

“Oh…I hope she’s alright,” you say.

“There’s something I need to speak with you about in private, but you haven’t eaten breakfast yet, but…” Roland says looking away from you at somebody running in the distance. You can’t quite make out who it is.

>Go eat breakfast w/ Roland at the dining hall

>Go to the Occult Club room to speak w/ Roland in private

>Write-in

>>3420269
>Go eat breakfast w/ Roland at the dining hall

>>3420269
>Breakfast can wait, check on Mercedes
What sort of accident could a knitting club have anyway? Were they knitting needle jousting?

>>3420269
Grab an apple or banana and a croissant to tide us over, then visit Mercedes.

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>>3421811
Hi, anons. I went to bed really really early last night. I would have written the post if I didn't sleep so damn early.

Anyways....

>Writing.

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>>3421644
>>3421811

>Write-in
>Breakfast can wait, check on Mercedes

“I want to go see Mercedes, I’m curious at how someone could fall unconscious at the knitting club…,” you say.

“We can go see Mercedes then, but first we are stopping by the dining hall first and grabbing you something small to eat first. It’s important to eat something than nothing,” Roland says.

“Let's go now then,” you say as you begin to walk away from the garbage bins towards the dining hall.

As you walk with Roland towards the dining hall, he speaks enthusiastically to you about the proper way to manage your eating. He also speaks about the proper way to move your body when exercising, listening to the young prince you learn that he enjoys physical exercise more than you thought. Soon the two of you reach the dining hall. Thankfully there were still some food left as well as some late-wakers who are just have gotten out of their bed it seems. Roland’s magical studies partner is sitting at a table with other similarly dressed people, they are playing a game of cards. Roland looks over to them but shakes his head as he grabs you a cream cheese filled croissant handing it to you.

“Are you sure you don’t want to speak with Douglas?” you ask.

“I can speak with him another time, for now, let's go see if we can speak with Mercedes for now,” Roland says as he tries to move quickly away from the dining hall.

The cream cheese croissant puts your mind at ease, as you munch on it on the way to the infirmary. As you walk towards the destination there are some stares as you walk closely next to Roland. You can hear some of the conversations of the girls who pass by.

[i] The prince and the D’Roix Servant is together again
Are they brothers?
They look pretty cute together…
I’m jealous of the Prince talking so nonchalantly with the servant [/i]

Soon you arrive at the infirmary currently it is visiting hours. Dr. Fredrick is not in the infirmary but there are several people inside. Walking in you can pick up Vivi’s voice she is speaking with Mercedes.

“Well if it isn’t sweetie and Prince Roland. Here to visit me aren’t you?” Mercedes says.

“Oh, hi Saul! Did you already finish cleaning up?” Vivi asks.

“…Yes, I finished cleaning already. I met up with Roland during the end process of cleaning to learn that Mercedes checked into the infirmary. Mind explaining to me how you fell unconscious in something such as the knitting club?” you ask.

“There is a funny story to that, actually…The knitting club was having an event to showcase a giant scarf that they created, but it was magically enhanced. The scarf was supposed to be able to comfort the wearer based wear they would feel most comfortable, but the scarf wrapped around too many people and started to squeeze them too tightly. I was one of those people who was wrapped by the scarf, many of us lost consciousness. Because someone lit the scarf on fire, and well you could guess what happened after that,” Mercedes says.

“That explains the number of people in the infirmary…Where’s the doctor?” Roland asks.

“He took a break and went fishing apparently, he’s been working overtime. That doesn’t matter though, Caren at breakfast told me that she was going to show me something cool with alchemy later, would you like to join us, Saul?” Vivi asks.

Before you can answer Roland grabs your arm with his.

“Saul and I are having a club activity today, so he’ll be unavailable for the duration of the day,” Roland says.

“We are?” you ask.

“Yes. We are don’t you remember? Hiren asked the two of us to go speak with him in private, about the event that we are hosting soon,” Roland says.

“Your planning an event Saul!? Why didn’t you tell me?” Vivi asks.

“It was a secret, I guess,” you say shrugging your shoulders.

“Sweetie if you see Charles tell the boy that we will be in Caren’s room if he wishes to see us,” Mercedes says.

"Sweetie you seem...never mind must just be my imagination," Mercedes says shaking her head.

“Have fun with your day Saul, since it’s your day off and all. I won’t ask you for anything else…unless you want to grab me something special for later today,” Vivi says with an obvious wink in your direction.

Vivi clearly wants you to bring her something else to stab today, but only if you want to bring her something since it is your day off…The [i] fun [/i] she had last night was too much for her, that she wants to do it once more. You’ll have to address this problem later. Roland is already pulling you by the arm trying to get you to leave the infirmary. He looks outside of the window, of the infirmary, there is a person running in the distance, but once more you are unable to discern who it is.

>“Who are you looking at? Is that the same person from earlier?” (Ask inside of the Infirmary)

>“Who were you looking at through the infirmary window?” (Ask in private, after leaving Infirmary)

>Write-in

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>>3422500
>>“Who were you looking at through the infirmary window?” (Ask in private, after leaving Infirmary)

>>3422539
Writing.

>>3422500
>“Who were you looking at through the infirmary window?” (Ask in private, after leaving Infirmary)
Why all the secrecy?

>>3424083
Teen love and Paparazzi. #MatchMakerSolomon?

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>>3422539
>“Who were you looking at through the infirmary window?” (Ask in private, after leaving Infirmary)

“I’ll see you later then Vivi,” you say as Roland begins to pull you away from the group and out of the infirmary. The action garner’s stares from the other people in the infirmary.

Roland soon stops pulling you and is leading the way toward the Black Magic club club-room. On the way you see Czesara and Henrison walking together, but Roland quickly walks past without acknowledging his younger brother. Henrison makes eye contact with you and makes a hand gesture that you don’t quite understand. Soon enough the two of you reach the club room, there is no one else inside. Walking inside Roland rushes into the room, then peaks his head outside then back in once more.

“We are in private now, tell me what all the secrecy is about,” you ask.

“…I’m in love,” Roland says.

“…I’m sorry, but I’m not interested in you your highness,” you say bowing.

“No! Not you a girl! A different person! I asked to speak with you in private so others wouldn’t hear. The last thing I need is for the whole school to hear that the Prince is in love,” Roland says.

“I don’t think you're in love, it might just be a tiny crush. Tell me about this girl? What’s her name?” you ask.

“That’s the thing… I don’t know. Since you’re a servant I thought you might be more familiar with certain faces. Also so that you can give me advice on girls since you are always around your mistress right? A normal girl like Vivi couldn’t be that different from another girl attending this school. Right?” Roland asks.

“…Sure normal. Why don’t you start telling me the story on how you met this girl in the first place,” you ask.

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“Alright, so it first started in academics class. The teacher was giving a boring lecture that I wasn’t paying attention to when there was suddenly a large noise of the door hitting against the wall. The door cracked down the middle and then…She entered.

She was about my height, similar skin tone. She was a beast skin with really big horns. She has long silky black hair that smells like open pastures. She has red eyes much like Vivi, and she has the voice and body of an angel.

“How do you know what her hair smelled like and you don’t even know her name,” you ask.

“Let me finish my story, I’m getting to that. After she nearly tore the door down she took the empty seat in front of me. For the rest of the class, I was distracted by her beauty and focused on her only (100). It’s a little embarrassing but I smelled her hair during the time she sat behind me. I don’t think she or anyone noticed though, (100). After class, I followed her into and around town (81). I was sort of afraid that she would notice me following her, but she didn’t seem to take notice. She went into a weapons shop and I saw her window browse some of the various items that had inside. That’s when I slipped up, I stepped on the tail of the shopkeeper’s guard dog, and caused it to go buck wild in the store (51). Roland says. I was able to catch the dog with the girl's assistance thankfully, she stared at me for a few moments not saying anything and left (61),” Roland says.

“…So you're telling me that the Prince stalked a girl around town because he was too nervous to say hello?” you say.

“Exactly! Well, I wouldn’t say stalking but just [i] happen to be in the same area [/i]. Such as today when I was doing my morning jog and just happen to be on the same route as her. That’s not what is important though, what is important is what advice you can give me,” Roland says.

>“The girl has a name, I think it is Hilda. She’s in the blacksmithing club, I don’t know that much about her. If you do decide to continue following the girl at least try to ask her for her name yourself.”

>“I thought Prince’s were supposed to marry other Princesses are there any rules about marrying someone who is not?”

>“I’m not the guy you should be asking, why don’t you ask your younger brother? Or maybe your father?

>Write-in

[2/2](Rolls for this was made in the previous thread)

>>3424370
>"I've only talked to her once, but her name is Hilda. She’s in the blacksmithing club, she likes to run, she's gets straight to the point, and she could really do with some friends. Oh, and she often hangs around the lake. Best advice I could give you is just walk right up to her and say hi, and do your best to ignore her friends.

>>3424425
Writing.

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>>3424425
>Write-in
>"I've only talked to her once, but her name is Hilda. She’s in the blacksmithing club, she likes to run, she gets straight to the point, and she could really do with some friends. Oh, and she often hangs around the lake. The best advice I could give you just walks right up to her and say hi, and do your best to ignore her friends.

“Good news, I happen to know who you are speaking about,” you say.

“Who tell me now!” Roland asks.

“I’ve only talked to her once, but her name is Hilda. She’s in the blacksmithing club, what I’ve seen of her she is very athletic and straight to the point,” you say.

“That’s what I like about her the most! Not just those cute big pointy horns, but also her athleticism and strength. I saw her jogging this morning, and had to follow her!” Roland says excitedly.

From the sofa, you hear Marcie’s voice coming from the inside of a blanket. The girl’s hair is frizzled upwards and is yawning for a moment as she appears from the blanket.

“I been listening to your conversation, and I think Saul is right. Just go up to the girl and say hello,” Marcie says.

“Geh. Marcie, how long have you been here and listening to our conversation?” Roland asks.

“The whole time. I was resting in the room behind a pillow inside of a blanket, so you probably didn’t even notice that I was in the room. Your initial approach of meeting the girl is creepy to say nonetheless,” Marcie says.

“Lucky for you she is in desperate need for a friend, I think she hangs around the lake in the garden. Just walk up to her and say hello, she might have others hanging around her but do your best to ignore them,” you say.

“The lake you said? I’ll go right now then,” Roland says excitedly as he opens to the door to reveal Hiren staring back at him.

“Good afternoon Roland, where are you running off to today?” Hiren asks.

“The lake! Can’t talk now I have to run,” Roland says as he slips past Hiren into the hallway.

Hiren enters the room greeting you and Marcie. He is wearing a beige colored cardigan, along with squared rimmed black glasses to match. He is carrying a box of food in his hands.

"I hope everything goes well for him," you say.

“Hey Saul, what did your mistress say about our day out in town?” Marcie asks.

>“I forgot to ask her, but today is my day off. There shouldn’t be any problem for us to go and pick up your package. She does owe me one.”

>“I forgot to ask her. If I hurry back to the infirmary I might be able to catch her and ask.”

>Write-in

>>3424939
>“I forgot to ask her, but today is my day off. There shouldn’t be any problem for us to go and pick up your package. She does owe me one.”

>>3424995
Writing.

>>3424995
>“I forgot to ask her, but today is my day off. There shouldn’t be any problem for us to go and pick up your package. She does owe me one,” you say.

"I forgot to ask her, but today is my day off. There shouldn't be any problem for us to go out anyways. She does owe me for something that happened earlier," you say.

Hiren grabs his head in pain for a moment as you finish your sentence. You grab him by his arms in an attempt to comfort him. Marcie doesn’t seem to be fazed by Hiren’s actions.

“Are you alright? Do you need anything?” you ask Hiren.

He doesn’t respond for a few moments before looking at you and Marcie.

“Thank you for the concern, but you don’t have to worry. It was merely a headache, nothing you need to worry about,” Hiren says.

“That looked more than just a headache,” you say.

“It was just a headache Saul, don’t worry about it,” Marcie speaks up.

“Oh well…alright then,” you say as you back off from the topic for now.

“Would you like to come with us to town?” you ask Hiren.

Hiren pauses for a moment and looks at Marcie who just shrugs her shoulders, then back at you once more.

“No, not right now, but you’re not going to town dressed as you are right now. If you’re going to be my friend you must be dressed in a style that suits you in public,” Hiren says.

“I wasn’t aware that you were knowledgeable in fashion,” you say.

“He is pretty good when it comes to fashion, he helped design lots of my clothing, as well as some of the clothing in the school,” Marcie says.

“If you think I should dress better than I am currently, then please show me how,” you say.

“I think I may already have something in mind…” Hiren says as he looks at Marcie who is staring back blankly.

“Come with me to my quarters I want to take your measurements. If my assumptions are correct I already have the clothing ready for your outing,” Hiren says.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UWstn_FscaY

You shrug your shoulders and follow Hiren to his room. Marcie says that she was going to go to her own respective room and get ready to go to the town as well. Hiren’s room happens to be the room next to Roland and Henrison. The inside of his room is filled with various outfits of clothing, and papers with different designs on them.

“What would you say your favorite color would be?” Hiren asks.

“Black, I guess. It’s what I been wearing most of my life,” you say.

“Good, good. If I were to ask you what your style would be what would you say?” Hiren asks.

>“Traveler?”

>“Formal but cool?”

>Surprise me

>Write-in

>>3425247
>“Traveler?”
>”Also, maybe something to do stylistically with fishing?”

>>3425247
>“Traveler?”
I would say "formal but cool", but it's our day off

>>3425651
>>3426094
Writing.

>>3425651
>>3426094

>“Traveler?”
>” Also, maybe something to do stylistically with fishing?”
“Traveler. I guess. Perhaps something to do stylistically with fishing?” you says.

“Traveler? Fishing? I never took you for the traveling adventurer type of person, but I think I have something that might suit your style. As well as the end goal I’m aiming for as well,” Hiren says.

“Which would be…?” you ask.

“The end goal is not important to you or me yet. We must first build up to that end goal that I wish to see steadily,” Hiren says.

“What is the end goal?” you ask once more.

Hiren ignores your question and begins to take your measurements using the nearby measuring table. Then he proceeds to go into his closet and sort through various boxes pulling out various types of clothing of different colors and sizes. Hiren begins to slow down as he places some clothing in a small paper bag handing them off to you.

“Let’s go to your room, so that you may put this clothing on,” Hiren says.

“Why don’t we do it in here?” you ask.

“Absolutely not. Your clothes, your room,” Hiren says insisting that you move to your room instead to place on the clothing.

Hiren pushes you out of his room. You take the lead this time, towards your destination. Soon you arrive at your room. You open the door and step into your room. The two copies of [Fishing Holes] that you own are resting by your bedside. Hiren is still in the hallway staring deeply at your open door as if he is lost in his own imagination. You can hear him murmur something as you stare back at him.

[i] Hmm, yes. Is this fate at hand? [/i]

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Hiren breaks from his thought and steps in the room. He is once again smiling at you as if nothing has happened as he stared into the empty space before him.

“Go ahead and place your clothing,” Hiren says.

“With both us in the room?” you ask.

“Hmm, yes. That would be rather odd…I’ll step outside for a moment to allow you your privacy,” Hiren says as he steps out of the room once more.

Reaching into the paper bag you pull out the clothing and begin to wear the clothing that Hiren insisted that you wear for your day today. After putting on the interesting choice of stylish clothing, you look at yourself in the mirror. You are currently wearing familiar black long pants, along with a white buttoned up T-Shirt. Hiren also added in a long but thin jacket that reaches down to your ankles, the back of the thin jacket is cut open in the shape that reminds you that of a fish. You choose to ditch the belt as it has a weird symbol of a shark embedded in the middle, it makes you feel rather silly.

“I’m ready,” you say calling for Hiren to enter through the door.

“Amazing, you look fantastic Solomon,” Hiren says giddily.

“Do you think so? I got rid of the belt, I thought it was a bit much and unnecessary,” you say.

“How would you like to quit your job serving your mistress, and take the fashion world by storm…Don’t answer, it’s a joke,” Hiren says.

“If you like fashion so much why aren’t you apart of the knitting club?” you ask.

“I rather learn a new skill such as magic than something that I already consider myself a professional at,” Hiren says.

“I’m rather familiar with knitting myself, I can sometimes consider myself a professional if I put my heart into it,” you say.

“I’ll take that as a challenge then. Next time we meet Saul, we will have a competition for who can knit something better. Roland & Marcie can be our judges. For now, you must go to the club room, the Marcie is probably already waiting for your arrival,” Hiren says.

You look over yourself in the mirror and puff out your jacket. If anything, you look dashing, you wonder what Griselda will say while you wear this clothing. You look towards your copies of [Fishing Holes] sitting on your bedside, perhaps you should lend your friend the book during your time outside and spread the magic?

>Bring one of your copies of [Fishing Holes] with you to give to Marcie later?

>Don’t bring [Fishing Holes] with you.

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>>3426543
>Don’t bring [Fishing Holes] with you.
I personally wouldn't give it to someone who doesn't know how to fish, who knows what might happen if they fail the trial?

>>3426543
>Bring one of your copies of [Fishing Holes] with you to give to Marcie later?

No Harm in trying. If anything they probably just fail the trial and don't get the magic

>>3426543
>Bring one of your copies of [Fishing Holes] with you to give to Marcie later?
Maybe leave the copy in the clubroom until we get a chance to show it off to others and have them try if they're up to it.

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>>3426675

>Writing

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>>3426561
>>3426583
>>3426675


>Bring one of your copies of [Fishing Holes] with you to give to Marcie later?

You grab your copies of fishing holes and tuck them tightly in your arm. Hiren is waiting outside once more staring into the empty hallway once more. You stand next to him bringing your cheek closer to his in an attempt to see what he is staring at, but you still don’t see what is keeping him in a bewildered outlook.

“What are we looking at?” you ask.

“Nothing lets go to the club room, she is probably already waiting for you,” Hiren says as he turns around dodging your question for the third time.

You walk inside the clubroom once more. Marcie hasn’t arrived yet, and Hiren is humming to himself while swinging his arms back and forth. Opening the nearby cabinet you begin to eat on several crackers that are inside. Grabbing one of your two copies of fishing holes you place it alongside several of the other books in the cabinet. Next time the club comes together you can show them the book and present it to them. Hiren taps you on the shoulder grabbing your attention.

“Marcie is here now, she dressed up nicely,” Hiren says.

You turn around to see your friend Marcie Alabaster more dressed up than usual. In her arms is the Bellabona book that she wanted to continue to read at a later time. Her normal pony-tailed hair letdown and flowing freely from behind her. As well she is wearing a white & black dress with soft frills at the end. Along with her waist is a matching white tote bag. She is slightly taller than normal due to wearing small black high heels, as well as black cat leggings. her waist is a matching white tote bag. She is slightly taller than normal due to wearing small black high heels, as well as black cat leggings.

“H-Hello Saul, sorry for the wait. I like the outfit that Hiren picked out for you…were you waiting long?” Marcie asks.

“Not very long we just arrived. I like your outfit as well,” you say.

“Have you eaten yet Saul?” Hiren asks.

“I’ve haven’t eaten yet due to the tasks that I was ordered to do earlier,” you say.

“On your day off?” Marcie asks.

“Sadly, yes. Even if it’s my day off I must do work if I’m ordered to do so,” you say.

Marcie walks up to you and looks up.

“Let’s not worry about that and have a good time in town. We can pick up the package anytime. I happen to know a good place to eat and read, but if you have a better suggestion to go instead I’m all ears,” Marcie says smiling.

>Go with Marcie’s suggestion for the location to eat/drink?

>Suggest eating at the Blue Moon?

[Apoligies for the Lateness, University Stuff]

>>3427446
>>Go with Marcie’s suggestion for the location to eat/drink?
Don’t go to the Blue Moon.

>>3427573
Update will be at 7PM EST. Hopefully I'll get released from class early. It's a [2/2] Maybe a [3/3] post.

>>3427573
>>Go with Marcie’s suggestion for the location to eat/drink?

“Let’s go where you want to go,” you say. The blue moon is much too shady to visit again after your last visit, also you don’t want you or your friend in any danger. Just going somewhere to eat and read together sounds much more comfortable than the latter.

“Have fun you two. I’m going to get some rest,” Hiren says as he lays down on the couch closing his eyes.

You and Marcie leave the academy and take a vehicle that is heading towards the town. On the way, you speak with Marcie regarding the various non-bloody tasks that you have to do for Vivi. She doesn’t say much besides simply nodding her head and acknowledging your words.

“I’m curious about you Saul, when we are speaking between each other or when you were speaking with just Hiren your tone of voice is much softer and lower, why is that?” Marcie asks.

“Well…I have rather sensitive hearing, as you know. I guess I’ve gotten accustomed to speaking softer because if not it sounds like I’m yelling. Is it the same for you?” you ask.

“Very much so, I never met another human with hearing sensitive as mine, but I guess that just makes you special & unique in your own way,” Marcie says.

>[1/3]

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>[12:30 PM Saturday]

You feel somewhat guilty that Marcie thinks that you’re special just because of Mercedes’s keys. Even though for some reason its effects are still currently active despite the key no longer being present on your body. Soon the vehicle arrives and at the nearby town. Marcie places the Bellabona book in her white tote and begins to walk towards your destination. After a few minutes of walking, you find yourself in a different party in the city. The building's colors are much more washed out, and they seem as if they were standing there for a long period of time. There are some children running around a small square fountain, playing tag. Their clothes are dirtier but are being over-watched by adults of wearing a similar coloration of clothing.

Marcie opens a door to a place called the [Dipping Horizon Bookstore]. The air inside of the store feels both cold and refreshing. There are several bookshelves filled with many books and magazines. There is a large man at the front counter wearing a nametag that says “Paul”.

“Greetings, Ms. Alabaster. Welcome back to the Dipping Horizon, how may we serve you today? I see that you’ve brought along a companion today. I’m assuming a sofa & table for one?” Paul asks.

“For two please, we’re not that close,” Marcie says.

“Very well then, if you would follow me I will take you to your table,” Paul says.

“What table? We’re in a bookstore,” you ask.

“Just watch, it’s a secret,” Marcie says.

You follow Paul to a bookshelf. He pulls a large red book from the bottom shelf, you can hear an audible sound of gears turning, from within the bookshelf. The bookshelf begins moving to the right, revealing a hidden passage leading downwards. Marcie is smiling. Going deeper into the bookstore reveals a hidden restaurant, there are several other people inside. Paul leads the two of you to a double sofa with a table in front of it.

“This is a hidden restaurant/bookstore, my father owns it,” Marcie says.
“You own this place?” you ask

“Well, I don’t own it, my father does. As I’ve said before I come from a very wealthy family, if there is something that I want. I’m able to purchase it, but only if I believe it’s in the spending limits that were given to me by my father,” Marcie says.

>[2/3]

A waiter comes up your table with a small notepad.

“What may I start you two off with today?” the waiter asks.

“We’ll have two ham & cheese sandwiches accompanied by tea please,” Marcie says.

“Coming right up,” the waiter says as he writes your order down on his notepad leaving.

“What is that book that you been holding onto Saul?” Marcie asks.

“So you know how you were teaching me about ancient magic? Well, this book happens to be able to grant said magic,” you say.

“Really! Can I see it? Do you know much it might cost? What does it do?” Marcie asks throwing many questions at you happily.

“Shhh. Quiet down others will hear you. I don’t know how much it costs but it takes you to a different world. You have to read the whole book to be able to learn the magic to do it, then go through a series of tests,” you say.

“A different world? What is it like? How long have you known this?” Marcie asks getting closer to you, she is grinning wildly.

“Well…it’s a world where you fish and other things, it’s difficult to describe. I’ve only just recently discovered it about two days ago,” you say.

“…Can I read the book?” Marcie asks.

“Well, I brought it along in case you might be interested in reading it. Don’t read it now because you will be put into a tra-” you say as Marcie takes Fishing holes from your hand and flips to the first page.

You watch your friend flip open the book that you were just holding to the first page. She already seems to be trapped in the trance of reading the first few lines of the book. The waiter comes by with your ham & Cheese sandwiches placing them on the table.

“Is everything alright?” the waiter asks.

“Everything is fine, she is just very-very interested in a [i] gift [/i] I gave her just now,” you say.

The waiter nods his head and leaves the two of you alone to your business and food. Looking at Marcie she is now reading the first chapter of the book [Fishing Holes] and is fully focused on reading the book. Just as you were when you first read the book yourself. It may take a while.

>Stay by Marcie’s side and eat your sandwich?

>Walk around the bookstore, while you wait for Marcie to finish reading the 1st Chapter?

>Write-in

[3/3]

>>3428357
>Stay by Marcie’s side and eat your sandwich?
Leaving your date on her own is a good way to not get asked out to a second date.

>>3428384
Writing.

>>3428357
>Stay by Marcie’s side and eat your sandwich?
For good measure

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>Stay by Marcie’s side and eat your sandwich?

You decide to stay by Marcie’s side as she is entranced in the book and unable to move. You take the chance to enjoy your ham & cheese sandwich. While the simplicity of the sandwich doesn’t interest you, finally being able to enjoy your food does. While eating you notice a pair of wolf beast-skins eyeing Marcie like prey or another meal. You are able to listen in on their conversation.

[i] Look at the small one next to the boy. Why don’t we go over there and ‘introduce’ ourselves, [/i] one of the beast skins say with emphasis on the word “introduce”.

You are unaware of the beast-skins true intentions, for wanting to introduce themselves. Though the look they were giving earlier you can only assume that it is something of malice. You take this moment to bring yourself closer to Marcie bringing your arm around her shoulder. Then you eyeball the pair of beast-skins getting up from the table in an attempt for non-verbal communication to ‘back off’. You can hear an audible click of their tongues as they turn around and leave the restaurant. Coming down the steps at the same time is a band carrying various musical instruments in their hands. They begin to play slow and soft music. You press your head to the back of the sofa as the music begins to flow through your ears, lulling you to rest your eyes…

>[1/2]

After a few moments pass you open your eyes once more. The first thing you notice is that there are different people within the restaurant, then when you closed your eyes. The band that came into play, are packing up. Signaling that a lot of time has passed by. Looking downwards towards your body your arm is still wrapped around Marcie’s shoulder but she is no longer reading the book, but staring up at you curiously. You quickly remove your arm from her.

“S-sorry Marcie there were some people looking at you weird. Then there was some soft music and I just rested my eyes for a moment, and-and I’m sorry If I made you feel uncomfortable,” you say feeling flustered and embarrassed,” you say.

“…You didn’t make me feel uncomfortable. The waiter told me everything that occurred with the beast-skins. They've been causing trouble with other patrons in the past, but they never are looking for a fight. It makes me glad that you chose to stay by my side during the trance that the book placed on me. I’m unsure what would have become of me or the staff if you left me even if for a few moments. If anything, you made me feel more comfortable,” Marcie says smiling back at you.

“That’s good to hear,” you say taking in a deep breath of relief.

“That said, about two hours have passed since we have arrived here. I was just going to read Bellabona’s book, but now since you gave me this. I want to continue reading it even though I feel like reading anymore will make me feel very tired for some reason... What kind of tests are at the end?” Marcie asks.

“Just catching fish in various different locations, and navigating a ship to a big island. The last part though is easier said than done,” you say shrugging your shoulders.

>Allow her to continue to read more of fishing holes.

>Begin reading together the next chapters of the Bellabona book.

>Write-in

[2/2]

[I have to stop updating here, for now, I think. I'm feeling a little ill and the last thing I want is to get sick "sick" again].

[Chance I might wake up and feel better enough to update? We'll see...]

>>3428993
>Begin reading together the next chapters of the Bellabona book.

>”Time moves at a different pace in there while you’re reading that book, unlike with other books. Speaking of, mind if I read to you this time? I could use the voice practice.”

>>3428993
>Begin reading together the next chapters of the Bellabona book.
I'd take her fishing first before letting her finish the book. For all we know she could have no experience whatsoever.

>>3429014
>>3429395
Things happened that prevented me from updating earlier that I wanted to. I’m at work now (−＿−;)

Update will be at 10PM EST Hopefully. I don’t plan on resting until like 4am. So I’ll update between that time.

>>3429014
>>3429395

>Write-in
>Begin reading together the next chapters of the Bellabona book.

>”Time moves at a different pace in there while you’re reading that book, unlike with other books. Speaking of, mind if I read to you this time? I could use the voice practice.”

“Let’s begin reading Bellabona’s book. Reading fishing holes again will probably just make you really drowsy and make you fall asleep. If we have time later, I’ll teach you how to fish so that you don’t fail the tests that you won’t be given,” you say.

“Teach me how to fish? How?” Marcie asks.

“If we have time later I’ll show you how, but for now lets do what we came here to do and continue reading Bellabona’s book. If you don’t mind can I read this time? I could use the voice practice,” you say.
“Sure I don’t mind, but I’ll have to scoot closer to you so that I can follow along,” Marcie says taking the book out of her white tote bag handing it to you.

You hold the book outwards, as Marcie brings herself closer to your body. You begin resuming to read the book, starting off on the next chapter reading aloud.

>[1/2]

[i] Chapter 3: The Sheltered

The girl spoke hesitantly at first. Then began to speak of how a boy her age could be free to run about where he pleases, and was not bound to any rules or adults. The young girl also spoke curiously about the various knickknacks that the boy had on his back. Ricardo not wanting to seem rude introduced himself to the young girl who did not immediately call for someone to take him away. Out of his bag Ricardo pulled out a small metal box, that reveals another box inside of it and so on. The young sheltered girl was so enamored by this object that she had never seen before she ended up sitting with Ricardo for several hours.

Before it was time for Ricardo to leave, the girl asked him to come again. Ricardo shook his head and told her that he can’t stay in one place for too long, but he promised to come back and visit the girl again in the future. As Ricardo leaped over the wall, she yelled to him that her name was “Oliva”.


Chapter 4: The Growing Occurrence

The next day Ricardo visited Oliva again, and showed the girl another knickknack. This time a his knife that extends to a sword, but he allowed Oliva to hold the weapon to show that he meant no harm. She found the knife-sword interesting and cool. Ricardo came again to see Olvia everyday that week showing her things he received from his travels. Till one day Ricardo said that he wanted to begin traveling again, but Oliva didn’t want him to leave. So Ricardo promised to return to Oliva again in the future…and in the future he did again & again until they became young adults.

One day during one of Ricardo’s visits, Oliva’s father caught the two laughing together. He sent for guard to protect his daughter, but he was let go by the insistent request of Oliva. Ricardo was told that the next time he would meet Olivia that she would be married to another man and most likely never seen again… [/i]

>[2/3] (Character count)

“…Well, that’s an interesting ending to the chapter,” you say.

“I feel so sorry for Oliva, imagine living your life trapped in a box bound by the rules placed by your family,” Marcie says.

“Sometimes its hard to escape something that you believe that fate has laid out in front of you, other times its impossible to escape no matter how hard you try to do so,” you say sadly thinking of how your life hangs in the balance of Vivi becoming a proper maiden or doing something that will end up in your death.

“Is everything alright Saul? You seem sad suddenly” Marcie says grabbing your arm.

“I’m alright. Thank you for the concern though, I was just thinking of my past. It’s been about 4 hours since we arrived here is there anything you want to do?” you ask.

“Well, we can continue reading the book, read something else independently that the bookstore has to offer or you can show me that secret you were speaking about earlier. There’s no rush to pick up the package and going back to the academy. I’m having fun just being with you, reading books and relaxing," Marcie says.

[Time: 4:10 PM]

>Continue reading Bellabona’s book

>Read something in the bookstore independently

>Take Marcie Fishing?

>Write-in

[3/3]

>>3432055
>Continue reading Bellabona’s book
>Make plans to teach her how to fish when our schedules are free so she can pass the tests and we can show her our big boat

>>3432136
Writing.

>>3432136
>Continue reading Bellabona’s book
>Make plans to teach her how to fish when our schedules are free so she can pass the tests and we can show her our big boat

You smile at Marcie and nod your head.

“There’s no rush, let's continue reading the next part of the book together. I want to know what happens next for Ricardo & Oliva. After we finish reading, we can make plans for another day or maybe even tomorrow for teaching you how to fish if you’d like,” you say.

“I’m free tomorrow after our Magical Studies class,” Marcie says.

“Alright then, but you have to promise me that you won’t read the third chapter of Fishing Holes, until we go fishing ourselves,” you say.

“I promise I won’t. I want to see you in the other world that you spoke about. I wonder what is like,” Marcie says.

“I have a fish friend named Griselda, she is nice sometimes, but I’m not sure if you will like her,” you say.

“A ‘fish friend’? Why would I not like her,” Marcie asks putting emphasis on the phrase fish friend?

“She can be mean at times, but I think she means well. Let’s continue reading,” you say wondering how Marcie would react to your Rara form
.
You flip open the book to the next chapter. Marcie comes closer to you and under your arm. She lays her head on your chest, staring at the book.

“You're rather close,” you say.

“I’m aware but this way its more comfortable and I can follow along easier,” Marcie says.

You shrug your shoulders and begin to read again where you left off.

>[1/3]

[i] Chapter: 4 The Spouse

Ricardo left Oliva’s dwelling with haste to gather his supplies and prepare to scope out when Oliva would leave her house again. Perhaps he could escape with her and settle down somewhere or show the world to her. Ricardo found a high spot to view where he believed to be Oliva’s room, till one night he was able to catch a glimpse of her nude in the window. Ricardo went to Oliva’s dwelling once more jumping the fence that separated them and climbed up to knock on Oliva’s window. She opened her window pulling him quickly inside. Ricardo spoke about wanting to run away with her, to show her the world. She wanted that and so much more… [/i]

You flip forward the next couple pages of smut, skipping to the last page of the chapter.

“I was not aware there was going to be [i] that [/i] in here,” you say slightly blushing.

“There normally is, but I didn’t think it would be this soon. I’ll read over it later when I have the time. Reading it in public out loud is much too embarrassing I understand,” Marcie says.

[i] After the special event in bed, Ricardo prepared to leave Oliva once more. That is when the door opens to reveal a pompous gentleman, who reveals himself as Oliva’s spouse. “Richard”. Richard presents himself as a man of money and honor. He claps for Ricardo for having the guts to come back again to see Oliva. Not wanting to call the guards and chase Ricardo out in the case that Oliva will see it as unfair for their future marriage, he challenges Ricardo to a duel at sundown tomorrow. Before leaving Ricardo gives Oliva a black rose…

Chapter 6: The Combat

Ricardo sold various of his knickknacks to prepare for his upcoming fight. He traded them in for something that would protect both his neck and chest. He did not care for the things he gained during his travels, only for the person he met by chance during them. Time passed by quickly for Oliva as she watched the sun begin to dip into the horizon. In a small square in front of her, she saw a man who would be able to provide her everything she would ever need in the future, which has been her lifestyle most of her life. She also saw another man whose future was uncertain, but she loved ever so dearly.

Combat became quick and fierce. Ricardo held his knife-sword in a reverse grip allowing for quick movement and short small hits that add up. Richard held his rapier with professionalism, both his stance and posture were perfect. After a few minutes, their roles had swapped. Ricardo grew tired, after being unable to strike. While Richard was now on the offensive full of energy and vigor. A petal from the black rose fell. When Richard landed a decisive blow on Ricardo’s arm causing him to drop his weapon… [/i]

>[2/3]

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“This doesn’t look good for our protagonist,” you say.

“He hasn’t extended his knife into a blade yet! He’s definitely planning something,” Marcie yells.

“I’m not so sure about that, he’s tired while Richard is still able to bounce around,” you say.

The waiter comes by your table, while you are conversing with Marcie. He is standing there awkwardly for a moment, before making the sound of his throat clearing to catch your attention.

>[Time: 6:20 PM]

“Excuse me, My esteemed guests, we’re closing the store in a few minutes. If you can please gather your belongings and prepare to leave it would be much appreciated,” the waiter says as he leaves to go tell another table the same thing minus the ‘esteemed gesture’.

“Esteemed?” you ask Marcie.

“Esteemed because you are with me probably,” Marcie says as she gets up from you.

>“Let’s go pick up your package now,”

>“I’d like to go shopping at some of the free-market stalls if you’d like”

>Write-in

>>3432684
>“Let’s go pick up your package now.”
It's getting kind of late. Say... where are we picking up this package from...?

>>3432712
Anon, you've made me come to a horrid realization.
No going back now tho, we should be fine
>“Let’s go pick up your package now,”

>>3432684
>“Let’s go pick up your package now,”

>>3432712
>>3432777
Writing.

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>>3432712
>>3432777
>>3433638

>“Let’s go pick up your package now.”

>It's getting kind of late. Say... where are we picking up this package from...?

“It’s getting kind of late. Where are we picking up this package from anyways?” you ask.

“It’s nearby, my father mailed it to a location near here because the shipping costs are cheaper than sending it directly to the academy. While the Alabaster family may be very rich, he still likes to save money when possible,” Marcie says.

You hand Marcie back the Bellabona book. She places it back in her white tote bag alongside Fishing Holes. The two of you leave the bookstore as Marcie takes the lead to the location of the package. She leads you towards a small building with that has a sign of a crow on it. The building is named [Lower Mailing Office]. A woman wearing a name tag that says “Goyala” comes up to the table.

“Hello, are you hear to pick up or send something?” Goyala asks.

Marcie hands you a small golden ticket that says ‘Alabaster’.

“Give this to the woman, I’m much too short to reach the counter myself,” Marcie says.

You take the small golden ticket handing it to the woman. She looks at you, squinting her eyebrows then sighing.

“Next time please don’t come an hour before closing with something like this. If it was any of my other employees they would have handed you back the ticket and sent you home. Please take a seat and wait, it may take a while I have to sort through a couple of packages,” Goyala says.

You take a seat next to Marcie she is kicking her legs back and forth trying to pass by the time. She has a large smile on her face. She looks up at you but quickly turning her head back. She probably wants to talk about something, but unsure as to what.

>“What made you so interested in magic?”

>“Can you tell me more about yourself? I’m sorry I can’t tell you much about me since there isn’t much to tell.”

>Tell her/Ask her something else? (Write-in)

>>3433695
>“What made you so interested in magic?”
>“Can you tell me more about yourself? I’m sorry I can’t tell you much about me since there isn’t much to tell.”
Let’s get to know our shortstack better.

>>3433747

>>3433747
>>3433935
Writing.

>“What made you so interested in magic?”
>“Can you tell me more about yourself? I’m sorry I can’t tell you much about me since there isn’t much to tell.”

“Can you tell me more about yourself? I’m sorry I can’t tell you much about me since there isn’t much to tell besides the obvious,” you say.

“Well, as you know already, I was sent to the academy to learn about owning land and nobility etiquette. Instead, I’m doing something that completely different. Which is magic of course. When I was younger my father met with many businessmen from all around the world and taught me how to handle myself in the business world,” Marcie says.

“So, you did lots of traveling?” you ask.

“Yes & no. My father would sometimes take me on his trips, other times I would stay at home and read books that were brought to me from his travels. One time he took me on a trip and during one of his business talks I spoke with a man who called himself a ‘traveling magician’. That’s when I first learned of magic,” Marcie says.

“So that meeting is what made you so interested in magic?” you say.

“Yes. The man talked to me about the wonders of magic and all the things you can do with it…It’s a little selfish of me to say this, but I’m hoping to one day to be able to find the magic that will allow me to shrink things down to my size and back to normal if needed,” Marcie says as she looks downwards balling her fists for a moment.

“I think its somewhat unfair that I’m so short in such a big world. Simple things such as giving a woman a ticket to retrieve mail or sitting in a chair and having to use a booster seat to see over the table can be such a hassle sometimes…If there was something like that in the world, that would maybe even shrink a person to my size so that we may speak as equals, and not as a person who towers over me.
Marcie brings up her head looking at you directly in the eyes.

“Sorry about ruining the happy mood we had earlier. I just…wanted to tell you more about me, that’s all. Do you think I’m being selfish in wanting to bring everything down a size?” Marcie asks.

>“I can understand where you are coming from, I know what it's like being your size.”

>“I agree sometimes the world can make life seem so unfair.” (Speak about being an orphan at a young age)

>“I think you are being a little selfish, your not the only person in this world with troubles.”

>Write-in

[Write-ins would be appreciated as always].

>>3433747
>>3433935

>>3434036
>Write-in bring up keys

>>3434036
>“I agree sometimes the world can make life seem so unfair.” (Speak about being an orphan at a young age)
So she wants to learn magic to bring other people down to her level? Seems kind of petty to get hung up on her height considering her privileged position.

>>3434036
While I can’t completely condone it if you’re suggesting making everyone around your height, I’m completely fine if it’s for people who are willing to do so. Heck, I might know some way to help with it.

>>3434290
>>3434422
>>3434710
Writing. :)

The update will be at 9:45 or 10 PM EST. Been updating from work, the shift is nearly over.

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>>3434290
>>3434422
>>3434710


“I agree sometimes the world can make life seem so unfair.” You say taking a deep breath before you begin to tell your friend about your past.

“When I was younger before I met Vivi, I lived in the slums of a poor & run-down orphanage. It was common for kids that were living in the orphanage to one day be dead on the doorstep. There was never enough food to go around. The caretakers of the orphanage would advise us to not go out and steal from others, but when you’re hungry and starving for something small to eat you get desperate.

I remember there was a small boy who I knew who was fed up with his living conditions that he joined a gang. I never saw that boy again, but I remember the day that he left he said that:

[i] ~Life is fair because it is unfair to everybody~ [/i]

At the time I didn’t understand what he meant by those words. I had forgotten them for a long period of time until now, but I think I understand them now. There are certain things that we can’t control when we are born: such as what family we are born into, our skin color, our race, and even our height. However, we can write our lives based on our attitudes, our choices, what we study and do with our lives.

On the way here you told me that my sensitive hearing makes you think I’m special & unique. Well, I think your height is what makes you special & unique as well. While I can’t completely condone you wanting to make everyone around your height. I think it might be fine for those who are willing to do so. That being said I think someone of your position shouldn’t be worried about something like your height, I know that you can do so much more with how much money you say that you have.

I might be able to help you with what you want to do, but I’ll have to ask permission from someone else first," you say.

>[1/2]

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You look at Marcie tears begin to form around her eyes. You feel a large weight on your chest as Marcie hugs you tightly as she begins to cry over your shoulder. It takes a few minutes for her to stop and look at your face to face.

“I’m sorry…about making you remember your past. I’m sorry for telling you that I want to shrink everyone down so that life would be easier for me. I still want to do so, but not as much as before. I’ve only known you for a few days, but you make me feel really happy to have met someone like you. The story that you told me, made me feel extremely sad. I’ll write a letter to my father asking him to donate money to orphanages in need as soon as we go back to the academy I promise.

I still want to learn the magic that will shrink things down to size, but I guess I wasn’t seeing the bigger picture of what problems could cause and what others would think about me. Maybe I was being too petty and too focused on self,” Marcie says shaking her head, feeling unsure about herself.

“Would you let me shrink you down?” Marcie asks.

“Only if it’s within good reasons,” you say.

Your moment with Marcie is stopped by the sound of pencil dropping on the floor. Looking over to the desk you see Goyala with her hands on her face, tears are coming out of her eyes.

“How long have you been standing there?” you ask.

“For the entire time! I have to write this event down in my notepad! This is great material!” Goyala yells while sniffling and scrambling for her notepad.

“Write what down?” Marcie asks.

“This moment, so perfect! I can’t wait to tell my sister when I get home, you two make a great couple,” Goyala says.

“We’re not a couple,”
“We’re not a couple,” you say at the same time as Marcie.

You stand up and walk over to Goyala who is writing down scribbles in her notepad. There are two small packages next to her that are addressed to ‘Marcie Alabaster’. You grab the package and signal Marcie to follow and leave the woman to her fantasies.

[Time: 7:10 PM]

>Go get dinner at a restaurant

>Go back to the academy

>Write-in

>>3435230
>Go back to the academy, get some dinner there.
>"If someone was willing to try being short, would you be as willing to try being tall?"
>"Have you gotten any leads about where to start for height changing magic?"

>>3435230
>Go back to the academy

>>3435289
>>3435404
Roll 1d100+15

Rolled 35 + 15 (1d100 + 15)

>>3435431

Rolled 48 + 15 (1d100 + 15)

>>3435431

Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>3435437
>>3435446
I'll roll the last die for Solomon. Then another 3d100 for Marcie. Going on a coffee run, I'll begin writing after I return.

Rolled 100 + 15 (1d100 + 15)

For Marcie.

Rolled 90, 83 + 15 = 188 (2d100 + 15)

>>3435509

>>3435437
>>3435446
Writing.

>>3435437
>>3435446

>Go back to the academy, get some dinner there.
>"If someone was willing to try being short, would you be as willing to try being tall?"
>"Have you gotten any leads about where to start for height changing magic?"

“How about we go back to the academy, and get some dinner,” you suggest.

“Dinner sounds good about now since the only thing we’ve eaten was that sandwich,” Marcie says.

“If someone was willing to try being short, would you be willing to try being tall?” you ask.

“…If someone was willing to try being short for me, I think I would do the same for them and try being tall. Though I couldn’t imagine being a tall Rara our bodies would look weird I think,” Marcie says.

“Have you gotten any leads about where to start looking for height changing magic?” you ask.

“Sadly no, but when I do find something like that I’ll chase after it. When you spoke about the book fishing holes, having an entrance to another world I was hoping I might be able to find something there. So be sure to teach me well!” Marcie says excitedly.

>[1/2] Character count

The two of you continue to walk towards the poorer district of the city. The lights of the street flicker on, signaling that its becoming night in the city. Marcie slows her pace down as the lights begin to flicker on one by one. You are forced to slow your walking as well as not to pass her up.

“Why are y-” you say before Marcie suddenly holds on to your hand, it's shaking a little bit.

In what would seem like a low inaudible whisper to others, to you it is just her speaking very softly.

“We’re being followed... Two different people, I think. I fear that they may be those beast-skins that were at the restaurant earlier or maybe someone trying to steal my package.” Marcie says. (100)[Crit]

You begin to turn your head to look behind you, but Marcie quickly squeezing your hand keeps your head straight.

“Don’t turn around dummy. They’ll know that we are aware of their presence. What should we do?” Marcie asks.

“For now, let’s keep walking forward as we are now if we can get to a more populated part of the city, we might be able to give them the slip,” you say.

You hold Marcie’s hand as you try to continue to casually walk to your destination. Her hand is sweating and shaking a lot. You give it a slight squeeze for hopeful reassurance. At the same time, you listen for any change in the steps of those who are supposedly following you from behind but are unable to notice any significant change or conversations (63).

Looking forward you come across a crossroad. One road leading towards where you can catch a vehicle that leads you back to the academy, but the path is narrow and many of the businesses lights are beginning to shut off. The sun is setting and soon the street lights and the setting sun will be all that will be illuminating the path soon. The other road you are unsure as to where it leads but you can both hear some type of party going on. You can see the shadows of people in that direction. You have to make your decision quick as to not let the people following you know that you are onto them.

>Take the route that may allow you to get to the academy quicker.

>Take a detour towards the loud noise & people.

>Confront those who are following you?

>Write-in

>>3435723
>Take a detour towards the loud noise & people.
They know they'll have to jump us before we make it on the vehicle, so assuming any level of competence they will have it already planned out. A crowd of people offers opportunities to either lose them, encounter friendly faces, or a chance to simply call for help in the worst case scenario. Just need to make sure we remain together, and either lose them or bolster our numbers before heading out again.

>>3435860
>>3435437
Writing.

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>>3435860
>>3435437

>Take a detour toward the loud noise & people

Holding onto Marcie’s hand you give her a small tug in the direction of the noisier path. The closer you get to the livelier part of the city, the harder it becomes to hear the footsteps from behind you. There is a man standing on top of a table dancing while others are carrying him down the street. There are several other groups of people surrounding the dancing man, they are singing as well.

“Is there a way that you might be able to take a natural glance at the people following us?” you ask.

“When I begin to spin lift your hand up and then back down,” Marcie says.

Marcie begins to jump in place to the beat of the singing people, then does a pirouette. You do as you were instructed lifting your hand up and back down when she turns back around.

“They’re two wolf beast-skins following us…and I think that they noticed me,” Marcie says holding your hand tighter.

The beat of the dancing, music, and singing becomes louder. Marcie has to bring her hand to her ear to help mute the loud sound. To your far left is a fancy restaurant with a bouncer in front, allowing certain people to enter or not enter the establishment. Currently, you’re not dressed formal enough to enter an establishment like that without questions being asked first. If you turn now to your right you can enter a high-end hotel, that may allow you to get a room long enough to wait out your pursuers. There is also the dense amount of people in front of you that are singing, and dancing wildly. You are unsure if you can hold onto Marcie and her packages while trying to pass through the people. You may get separated and/or lose her packages. The noise from the party is starting to get to you as well.

>Try to get past the bouncer & into the fancy restaurant?

>Wait it out in a hotel room? (Window to view the front entrance of the hotel)

>Try to go through the crowd of dancing people?

>Write-in

>>3437690
How close are we to a body of water deep enough to summon the Siren?

>>3437784
Currently, there is no body of water that you are aware of that is deep enough to summon the Siren.

>>3437974
Crud.

Is our magic box summonable, or do we have to reach it to use it?

Regardless...
>Try to get past the bouncer & into the fancy restaurant?

>>3437690
>>3438036
See if we can quickly get out of view of the two stalkers and put the package into the item box.
Then I guess we can give her a piggyback ride through the crowd, cutting to a side street once we are deep into the crowd.

>>3438036
You can summon the box and place things inside, but keep in mind anything you place inside can't be taken out. Until you take it out in FH's World, & place it back inside.

>>3438036
>>3438179
I'm going to wait a bit longer then roll a d2.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3438179
>>3438036

1)Try to get past the bouncer & into the fancy restaurant?
2)Into the crowd

>>3438036
>>3438179
>Try to get past the bouncer & into the fancy restaurant?

Eyeing the dancing, singing people you consider going through them until Marcie points you towards a nearby restaurant. In front of the restaurant is a large man in a business suit with his arms crossed, you watch him stand to the aside allowing a party of three inside the restaurant. You nod at Marcie and walk towards the restaurant with the bouncer in front. Up close you notice that you have to look upwards to see the man in the eye as he is much taller than you.

“Sorry kid, you don’t look dressed enough to enter. We don’t allow small children in either,” the bouncer says.

“I’m not a child!” Marcie yells.

“We’re from Uramel Academy, the prestigious school nearby. We have the money to pay for the food,” Marcie says.

“I’m aware of the school. We get many of their students here as customers,” the bouncer says.

You look to your right and you see the beast-skins from the restaurant coming into view, their hands are in their pockets, but they are trying to avoid eye contact with you as they come closer.

“Here take it, let us in and don’t allow the beast-skins over there to enter!” Marcie says angrily handing the bouncer a wad of cash.

The bouncer looks at the money being handed to him and steps aside allowing the two of you to quickly enter inside. The two of you quickly step inside the restaurant, finally being able to breathe a sigh of relief as you watch the bouncer turn the beast skins from earlier away.

“You had that on you the whole time?” you ask.

“Yes, but don’t tell anyone. It’s only for emergencies…this was a good time as any to use it,” Marcie says.

“Solomon is that you? I must say you look quite dashing,” you hear a familiar voice say from behind.

Turning around you see Charles and Czesara together dressed nicely. Czesara looks at you with a raised eyebrow, questioning what you are doing here in the restaurant.

“Hello Charles, fancy meeting you here,” you say.

“Yes, it is. Czesara and I were just about to eat dinner together, why don’t you and your date join us?” Charles says.

“My date?” you ask.

“Well, of course, the girl that you are holding hands so tightly with. Why else would you be holding hands? Come follow me I have reservations here anyways,” Charles says as he begins to walk alongside Czesara to a table.

You look at Marcie and try to let go of her hand, but she doesn’t let go. She shakes her head.

“I’m still scared from earlier. Hold my hand a little longer please…” Marcie says.

What do you say at the table with Czesara & Charles?

>“So what brings you two together tonight?”

>“Where’s Rena?”

>Write-in

>>3438483
>“So what brings you two together tonight?”
>"This is the first time I've seen you without Rena, Charles. Is she doing alright?"

>>3438500
Seconded

>>3438500
>>3438513
Writing.

>>3438500
>>3438513

>“So what brings you two together tonight?”
>"This is the first time I've seen you without Rena, Charles. Is she doing alright?"

You follow Charles to his table reservation, the waiters at the table push another table to theirs to make room for you two. Marcie sits on her white tote as a boost to see above the table. You let go of Marcie’s hand for a moment to place her packages in between your seats. After you sit down you reclaim her hand and she smiles back at you. Charles orders the daily special for the whole table.

“This is the first time I’ve seen you without Rena, Charles. Is she doing alright?” you ask.

“Oh. She is doing just fine, I’m sure she is nearby somewhere…” Charles says as he scans the area around him failing to find anyone that may resemble Rena’s whereabouts.

“She was the one who suggested I get to know my other peers more, other than just Vivi, Caren, & Mercedes,” Charles says.

“Prince Henrison was going to join us for dinner today, but he had to take a rain check due to something with his older brother. I swear Prince Roland is such a mess compared to his younger brother sometimes,” Czesara says.

“Roland isn’t a mess, he’s perfectly fine as he is. Though sometimes he can be troublesome…” Marcie says.

“Who might you be to call him without his honorific name?” Czesara says.

“My name is Marcie Alabaster, and I’m Roland’s friend. May I have your name?” Marcie asks.

“Czesara Bianchi, future Archduchess and possible queen/princess. Surprising to see someone from the Alabaster family at Uramel,” Czesara says.

“Well, I came here to study for the future. What is this about a princess?” Marcie asks.

“Of course, Prince Henrison and I are rather a close pair, but I’m sure if it doesn’t work out good ole Charles here will be here for me,” Czesara says as she grabs Charles by his shoulder hugging him.

“Continuing on Saul. I was walking with Rena in town today to purchase a few items for class tomorrow. That’s when I bumped into the younger prince who introduced me to Czesara. It was Rena who suggested that I take Czesara to dinner after Henrison ran off. Did Vivi give you a day off?” Charles asks.

“I did get a day off. Marcie and I left the school early this afternoon, had lunch together, we read to each other for several hours, afterwards I picked up some of her mail. Now we are here speaking with you and Czesara,” you say recounting your day.

Charles brings his hand to his chin, and looking inquisitive about something.

“How long have you two been together? I wasn’t aware that you were in a relationship,” Charles says.

Before you can speak Marcie speaks for you.

“Only for a few days,” Marcie says quickly.

"Solomon Alabaster. Hahaha, it has a nice ring to it," Charles says jokingly.

>[1/2]

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The waiter comes with the food handing it to your table, the special for today is “Deviled Crab Puffs” cheesy crabmeat appetizers flavored by mayonnaise and Worcestershire sauce topped upon bread. The waiter leaves after handing everyone their plates of food. While Charles and Czesara are distracted by the new food presented to them you whisper softly to Marcie.

“Why did you say that we’ve been together for a few days?” you ask.

“…I panicked. I thought Charles would think it would be strange if we were holding hands and not being together. I didn’t want him to ask any questions…Sorry if I caused you in any trouble,” Marcie says as she lets go of your hand and begins to slowly eat her food.

>“Can you tell me about yourself Czesara?”

>“What is Prince Henrison like? I’ve only have spoken with him personally on two occasions

>“Ask Czesara something?”(Write-in)

>(Time-skip to end of dinner)

>Write-in

>>3438680
>“Can you tell me about yourself Czesara?”
Let's see if she can be civil to someone of lower birth.

>>3438718
Writing.

>>3438718
>>3438500

>“Can you tell me about yourself Czesara?”

You want to say something to Marcie, but the right now is not the current time to do so. You decide to focus on your food for now for the time being. The crab puffs taste good, but you’ve eaten tastier food in the past.

“Can you tell me something yourself Czesara?” you ask curiously.

“About me? What use would a servant need to know about me?” Czesara asks.

“I’m just trying to make conversation, I guess,” you say shrugging your shoulders.

“Understandable. I’ll tell you a little since we are here now. During my free time, I enjoy taking a stroll through the garden and watch the flowers grow. I dislike chocolate and most spicy food as well,” Czesara says.

“Is that it?” Marcie asks.

“Of course, that is it. He doesn’t need to know my whole life story,” Czesara says.

“I think if someone asks you to tell them about yourself, you should say something more than just what you do on your free time and what you don’t like to eat,” Marcie says.

“So if a total stranger that you just met, or someone who is of lower birth/social standing of you; asked you to tell you about yourself. You would give them a detailed report about everything?” Czesara asks.

“Well no, but…I would at least tell them more than you did,” Marcie says.

“I honestly don’t know what you are even doing with him. With the amount of money that you have, you could [b] BUY [/b] any man in the world,” Czesara says.

Marcie puts her fork down and gets off her chair.

“I need to use the restroom,” Marcie says suddenly leaving from the table towards the restroom.

“Don’t you think you were a little mean there?” Charles asks.

“I was being perfectly reasonable. Things like that are basic social skills that you are supposed to learn at a young age. As was taught by my parents and the parents before them,” Czesara says as she resumes eating her food.

Looking over at Charles he mouths the word [sorry] to you while bobbing his head quickly in Czesara’s direction. Looking past Charles you can see a woman staring in your general direction, you assume it might be Rena. You give the boy a small nod and continue eating your crab puffs, Czesara doesn’t make eye contact while you eat. Charles is speaking about the things that Rena forces him to do, such as writing letters to his father, reading ahead in the study material, and other topics relating to education. After about 15 minutes you notice that Marcie hasn’t come back from the restroom yet, her deviled crab puffs are cold now.

“Why don’t we order dessert Saul?” Charles asks.

[Time: 8:45PM]

>Let's get dessert! Marcie will be back soon enough?

>Excuse yourself to check on Marcie.

>Write-in

>>3438985
>Excuse yourself to check on Marcie.
Good to know that my suspicions regarding Czesara are totally correct.

>>3438985
>>Excuse yourself to check on Marcie.

>Czesara using Charles as a backup husband
Back off bitch he's Vivi's
Also QM, Czesara straight out saying she expects to marry the Prince / Charles is a bit OOC? It's presumptious at best and crass at worse, and being a noble lady I'd assume she'd be big on manners and propriety. Plus she's outright stating that Charles is her backup plan...which is super insulting to him, and won't win her any favours. I'd assume she'd keep that info to herself.

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>>3439255
After looking at the writing. I agree with what Czesara said was a bit OOC. I apologize for this mistake anon, I'll be sure to take much greater care in the future.

>I have to do University Stuff today. I'll post when I'm writing.

>>3439255
>>3438718
>>3439008
Writing.

>>3439255
>>3439008
>>3438718
>>3438718


>>Excuse yourself to check on Marcie.

“If you may excuse me for a moment, I need to go check on Marcie. She’s been gone far too long and I’m worried about her,” you say as you get up from the table.

“I’m sure she is fine, why don’t we order a chocolate cake, Saul?” Charles asks.

“Disgusting, Chocolate? Order vanilla or strawberry instead,” Czesara says.

“No. I’m going to make sure she is alright,” you say as you leave the table heading towards the ladies restroom.

As you walk towards the restroom, the person who you believed to be Rena stops you for a moment. It’s Rena.

“Solomon. I don’t know,” Rena stops speaking taking in a breath for talking again.

“Solomon. Tomorrow if you have time. I’d like to speak with you concerning Vivi and Charles’s relationship,” Rena says.

>[1/2]

You nod your head at Rena. She continues to hide behind the flower pot trying to listen in on Charles’s conversation with Czesara. Whatever it currently is doesn’t concern you at the moment. You knock on the door to the ladies restroom. There is no answer.

“Marcie are you alright in there?” you ask.

From inside you can hear a shuffling of footsteps and the door unlocking. Marcie beckons you to come inside. You enter inside of the lady’s restroom, thankfully the restroom is only a single small room. It smells nice and clean inside. On the floor is the Bellabona book, opened to some unknown page.

“What are you doing in here?” you ask.

“Isn’t it obvious? I was reading,” Marcie says.

“Is this about what Czesara said about talking about yourself?” you ask.

“No... It’s just Czesara, in general, makes me upset. I understand that I’m going to a school with many students that grew up with noble families, but I didn’t think they would be so narrow-minded. That they judge and treat a person based on their birth, or of how rich their families are. It's part of the reason why I don't allow formalities to be used in the club room. My first year here was fine. I had some trouble making friends here, but then I met Hiren and things got better. Now I have you and Roland…Roland & Hiren never seemed bothered by those things, coming from a more noble descent. Especially Roland, he's always so happy and care-free about things,” Marcie says taking a moment to catch her breath.

“Then. When she said that I could just BUY any man that I want! I wanted to cause a scene but didn’t. Money isn’t the answer to everything I know that. I brought the book with me to reread the part when Ricardo met Oliva to help forget things. Maybe…I’m dreaming too hard and those romance books I like to read are just what they are…fiction,” Marcie says sadly.

>“You shouldn’t let what she say bother you. You have to be tougher than that, there are meaner people out in the world”.

>“If your dream is to be able to shrink things and others don't stop chasing after them. If your dream is to have an experience like in your romance novels, you shouldn't allow others to step on them and make you think in another way."

>Write-in?

>>3440221
>“I have to admit, Czesara’s a rather... unpleasant sort. I can see why Hiren wasn’t thrilled to be her partner.”
>“If your dream is to be able to shrink things and others don't stop chasing after them. If your dream is to have an experience like in your romance novels, you shouldn't allow others to step on them and make you think in another way.”
>”Besides, if there’s one thing Czesara should convince you of, it’s that you shouldn’t give a damn about what she thinks about anyone or anything you care about.”

>>3440330
>>3440221
Support

>>3440330
>>3440694
Thirded

>>3440330
>>3440694
>>3441233

Fourthed.

>>3440330
>>3440694
>>3441233

You sit down on the floor resting your back against the wall, motioning Marcie to sit with you. She walks over to your side huffing as she sits down.

“I have to admit, Czesara’s a rather unpleasant sort. I can see why Hiren wasn’t thrilled to be her partner,” you say.

“Yeah, tell me about it,” Marcie says.

“If there is one thing Czesara should convince you of, it’s that you shouldn’t give a damn about what she thinks about anyone or anything you care about. You are your own person, don’t let the way that she thinks affect the way you live your life,” you say.

“Should I just stand back and let her talk bad about the people I care about?” Marcie asks.

“If you think she is saying something bad enough to the point, that something needs to be said you should speak up. If she is being ignored and you’re not responding to what she is talking about, I think she’ll stop,” you say.

“One more thing. If your dream is to be able to shrink things and others don't stop chasing after them. If your dream is to have an experience like in your romance novels, you shouldn't allow others to step on them and make you think in another way. Vivi’s dream is to become the royal executioner, and I don’t think she is going to let anyone get in the way of that,” you say.

“…Thank you, Saul. That’s means a lot to me, it really does. When I learn how to you’re the first person I want to shrink down, I think,” Marcie says hugging you.

“What should we do now?” Marcie asks.

“What do you mean what we do now?” you ask.

I rather just wait out in here till dinner service is done, or until Czesara leaves. I still rather not deal with her right now,” Marcie says.

>Go with back to the table with Marcie?

>Read 1 new chapter of the Bellabona book with Marcie?

>Write-in

>>3441447
>Go with back to the table with Marcie?
A guy spending an inordinate amount of time in the ladies room alone with a girl is liable to start many, many rumors. Besides, we shouldn't keep them waiting, even if it's just for Charles' sake.

>>3441447
>>Read 1 new chapter of the Bellabona book with Marcie?

"Could I suggest, however, that we find a place to read that wouldn't lead to people thinking I snuck in the women's bathroom?"

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3441461
>>3441464

1)Go back
2)Reading

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>>3441461
>>3441464


>Go with back to the table with Marcie?

“Let’s go out together,” you say.

“Y-you mean together-together? I-I'll have to think about it…” Marcie says nervously.

“No not like that, I mean let’s go back to Charles and Czesara. I told them that I was just going to go check up on you, and now I’ve been sitting in the ladies room with you for a while now. We wouldn’t want any weird rumors to be going around the academy, right?” you say.

“Oh. Let’s leave quickly before anyone thinks of those things…” Marcie says as she picks up the book off the floor.

You open the door to reveal a small line of adult women waiting outside of the door. The expressions of the women are a mix of confusion, curiosity, and one of the women in the line are excited seeing you and Marcie coming out of the same restroom. You grab Marcie’s hands and quickly the area walking back towards Charles’s table.

Charles is eating what appears to be vanilla ice cream. Czesara is eating a small cake.

“Welcome back Marcie, is everything alright with you two? You were gone for a while Saul,” Charles asks.

"We were just talking about some personal things. Nothing to worry about," Marcie says.

You take your seat back with alongside Marcie. You let go of her hand, between the two of you is a chocolate cake.

“I ordered you a chocolate cake, Saul. Since you got me the chocolate cake while I was in the infirmary, I thought I pay you back,” Charles says.

Czesara looks at the chocolate cake, looking disgusted for a moment. Before continuing to eat her own delicious sweet.

“Thank you Charles, much appreciated,” you say.

Marcie is eyeing the cake with carnivorous intent.

“Would you like to share some Marcie?” you ask.

“I thought you would never ask,” Marcie says as she takes the first bite of your chocolate cake.

After a long day, it feels good to finally be able to eat something sweet. You dig into the chocolate cake with ease, as the chocolate melts in your mouth. Marcie is also enjoying the sweet treat as well.

“Would you like to join us in our private vehicle back to the academy?” Charles asks.

“Don’t you think we would be cramped in the vehicle Charles? There will be 5 of us if they come,” Czesara says.

“Five?” you ask.

“Rena will be riding with us as well of course. Though Marcie can always sit on your lap to make more room. It may be more difficult to find a ride at this time of night,” Charles says.

You know that Marcie just wants to get away from Czesara.

[Time: 9:20 PM]

>“We’ll come with you”

>“We can find our own ride back to the academy”

>Write-in

>>3441626
>Write-in
Ask Marcie's opinion. This IS the safest way back, and besides, Czesara might apologize. If not, any additional friction would lessen her chances with Charles and Rena.
If not, well, it's Marcie's decision, and we'll deal.

>>3441642
>>3441626
Support

>>3441642
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>>3441642
>>3441680
>>3443711
Been wanting to write all day, but its been nearing finals & had a final presentation/reviews today.

>I'm writing now.

>>3441642
>>3441680
>>3443711
>Write-in. Ask Marcie's opinion. This IS the safest way back, and besides, Czesara might apologize. If not, any additional friction would lessen her chances with Charles and Rena.

If not, well, it's Marcie's decision, and we'll deal.
You shrug your shoulders and turn to Marcie aware of her opinion with Czesara.

“What do you want to do?” you ask.

“I don’t mind sitting on your lap. Just be sure to hold me close so that I don’t get hurt if we hit a bump,” Marcie says.

“Then it's settled then, we can go together,” Charles says.

You finish sharing your chocolate cake with Marcie. She orders another chocolate cake to take home with her. Charles hands the waiter a card to pay for the meal. Picking up Marcie’s packages your party leaves the restaurant. The bouncer standing outside has the beast skins from earlier pinned down waiting for authorities to arrive. Rena comes up from behind greeting Charles and Czesara.

“I wonder what they did to get themselves in this position,” Charles says.

“Who knows…,” Marcie responds.

“I guess we’ll never find out,” you say slowly.

You walk alongside Marcie as you make your way down the street. She is humming a familiar tune, but you can’t quite put your finger on where you heard it before. Soon you arrive at Charle’s private ride back to the academy. He said that it would be cramped, but he didn’t mention how cramped it would bed. You are stuck in the corner of the car unable to move your legs or body. Charles is sitting next to you, and Rena is next to Charles holding Marcie’s packages.

Marcie is sitting on top of your lap; you’re holding her close to prevent any possible mishaps if something happens while driving. She is whispering to you softly.

“Only reason why I agreed is that I didn’t want another run-in with those guys that we saw outside. I’m just going to stay quiet and not say anything to Czesara, I rather talk to you in the meantime.

“What do you want to talk about?” you ask.

“Well, when we were in the restroom together and you were talking about my dreams it got me thinking. What is your dream?”

>“To see Vivi become a proper lady and achieve her own dream

>“To understand what individuality means?”

>" I never really thought about it. I don't think I have one."

>Write-in

Rolled 4, 31, 85 = 120 (3d100)

I'm rolling for something.

Rolled 17, 4, 13 = 34 (3d20)

>>3443938
>“To understand what individuality means?”
To see Vivi become a proper lady and self-actualize is our goal, our duty to our master and us wishing to do the best for our charge and our best friend. It's not a dream.

>>3443965
Writing.

>>3443965
>>3444014
On second thought, that's not exactly a dream either. What DOES Saul want, for himself?
Can I change my vote to the third choice?

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>>3444019
Sure anon. Lemme just delete this paragraph. <3

>" I never really thought about it. I don't think I have one."

“I don't think I have one,” you say.

“You don’t have a dream? What do you mean?” Marcie asks curiously.

“I never really thought about it. Most of my life has been taking care of Vivi and being a servant that’s all I really know,” you say.

“Let’s say that you weren’t a tied to Vivi, or the life of a servant is there anything that you would like to do. What do you like to do? What do you like to learn? Is there something big and out of reach currently that you want to strive for?” Marcie asks.

“I…like magic. My experience with it so far has opened up several doors that were previously locked before. I like having friends, well, I have Vivi but more friends? It's nice to talk to others and interact with them. I enjoy fishing and doing things that I wouldn’t normally do,” you say.

“I think you are on the right path. You joined a club, made some of your own friendships that are sure to develop, and you met me. For now, let’s just build on those things that you like and see where it goes,” Marcie says smiling.

“That sounds like a good idea,” you say smiling back.
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“What are you two doing?” Rena asks.

Looking up Rena is looking peculiarly at the two of you from the front seat.

“Talking,” you say.

“It looks like the two of you are just staring at each other, moving your lips and not saying anything,” Rena says.

“It does look rather odd,” Charles adds in.

“It’s just how we talk to each other when trying to have a private conversation,” Marcie says shrugging her shoulders.

“Oh! I know what it is. I saw it in a “Noble Digest”. Couples sometimes develop a secret language to talk to each other when others are around. They know what the other person is thinking!” Charles says excitedly.
“Couple? They’re not a couple,” Rena says.

“They were holding hands when we met them at the restaurant. Marcie told me they were, right?” Charles asks.

“Uh-uh yeah…totally,” Marcie says feeling unsure about herself.

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>[Time: 10:40PM]

The car arrives safely to the academy as soon as the car comes to a complete stop you open the door setting Marcie down on the ground. You begin to do some simple stretches to get the blood flowing, the care was rather cramped but your feeling alright now that you are out. Rena hands you Marcie’s packages.

“Thank you for inviting me to dinner,” Czesara says.

“Anytime. If you want to go into town again in the future don’t hesitate to ask,” Charles says.

Czesara leaves walking back towards the academy.

“Thank you for joining us, Saul. I’m not sure how I would have handled myself alone with someone like Czesara, she is very pretty,” Charles says.

“Dinner was good thank you, Charles,” you say.

“Come find me when you have time later Solomon, and…good luck,” Rena says. You can almost swear you saw her smile.

Charles & Czesara leaves back towards the academy.

“Now it’s just down to two,” you say holding up 2 fingers.

“I’m so sorry Saul. I’ve caused such a mess already, I really hope this doesn’t bite you back,” Marcie says sadly.

“It’s fine don’t beat yourself up over it, let me at least walk you back to your room,” you say.

>Roll 1d100+15

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Rolled 47 + 15 (1d100 + 15)

>>3444050

Rolled 75 + 15 (1d100 + 15)

>>3444050

Rolled 65 + 15 (1d100 + 15)

>>3444050

Update will be at 8or 9pm est

Rolled 26, 94, 16 = 136 (3d100)

Rolling for Vivi

>>3444149
>>3444114
>>3444054

>95

Once again she is humming something that you could have sworn you heard before. While Marcie walks you to her room to drop off the packages. You decide to try and catch in on anybody talking in the in their rooms.

[i] * The D’Roix Servant and the Prince seemed really close today *
* The knitting club is getting lots of flame after their recently failed event *
* Does the Elder Prince like boys? *
* I saw the transfer student talking to the prince today *
* “I’m so glad that you came back alive.” The dungeon was easy. I almost got hit by the boss but killed it (17). It dropped an ancient magic tome and some other loot, I’m going to sell it to the Blue Moon later. I need to retrieve my potion from them always. *
* The garden was so pretty, I’m glad we didn’t go there and not the knitting club’s event. *
* Next time, there won’t be a mistake for the knitting club! *
*Great Job today Elizabeth. We keep moving forward tomorrow, we’ll unravel the mysteries of what lies underneath the academy. * [/i]

Marcie stops in front of her door “Room 413”. The room next to your room/Vivi’s...the familiar tune now makes sense. The person who you sometimes here singing before sleeping is Marcie.

“Thank you for everything today Saul. I’m not sure where I would be if it wasn’t for you. Maybe eaten by wolves…,” Marcie says dramatically.

Marcie reaches her arms up and jumps to open the door to her room.

“I leave the door unlocked so that I can get in & out easier without a step stool. If you want to visit me if you’re not doing something don’t hesitate to knock or just walk-in. Your welcome anytime. Hand me my packages, please.

“It was nice spending the day with you as well let’s continue to book tomorrow if we have time,” you say handing Marcie back her packages.

Marcie walks into her room trying to balance the packages in her arms. She kicks the door behind to close it, but you can hear her tumble inside and the packages falling on the floor. She opens her door again poking her head out.

“I’m ok!” Marcie says before closing the door behind her once more.

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Doing a 180-degree turn you walk a few steps before stepping into Vivi’s room. There are lots of clothing that you haven’t seen before scattered around the room. Vivi is sitting on her bed, slowly stroking Sally the bird.

“I’m back,” you say.

Vivi looks up from Sally, noticing your presence. She has a straight face that slowly creeps up into a large grin.

“Saul!” Vivi leaps at you throwing Sally into the air. Sally is however very reactive to this sudden movement flying back into her cage and closing it.

“I’m so glad that you are back Saul! Where have you been all day?”

“I’ve been out doing stuff. What with all the clothing?” you ask.

“Well after you left with Roland. I stayed with Mercedes until she could leave the infirmary, but she had to go do something with the magical studies professor. I couldn’t find out where Caren was. So that’s when I bumped into Hiren, the guy from the Black Magic club. He said that he was had nothing to do and wanted to use me as a model for a new line of clothing. I agreed to be part of a fashion show, that the knitting club was hosting as an apology for their previous event. We won the top prize (94)!” Vivi says excitedly.

Marcie shows you a large knitting kit and multi-colored balls of yarn.
You can have it, Saul, I know you’re better at knitting than me.

>Knitting Kit/Mult-Colored Balls of Yarn Obtained.

“Tell me about your day off Saul? Did you have fun?”

>I went to town with a girl named Marcie. We read some parts of a book…(Full Story, leave some parts out?)

>I spent the day in town. Took my time walking around and looking at everything slowly rather than being on a scavenger hunt. (Half Story?)

>I had an exciting day. I went fishing with some locals from the town and we got ganked by pirates. (Fake Story?)

>Write-in

>>3445751
>I went to town with a girl named Marcie. We read some parts of a book…(Full Story, leave some parts out?)
Maybe leave out the part about being followed, as the two who were doing it seem to have been apprehended and as not to worry her

>>3445751
>“Hiren, huh? That’s how I got sucked into these new clothes. What do you think?” (Pose for Vivi)

>I went to town with a girl named Marcie. We read some parts of a book…

Leave out Marcie telling us her dream of shrinking people, her bookstore coffee shop, and the magic fishing book.

Also, let her know we’re proud of her for treating Sally nicely, and reward her appropriately (Massage her, no small creature stabbing).

>>3445798
>>3445813
Thirded.
She deserves praise for behaving well.

>>3445798
>>3445813
>>3445836
Writing.

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>>3445798
>>3445813
>>3445836


>“Hiren, huh? That’s how I got sucked into these new clothes. What do you think?” (Pose for Vivi)

>I went to town with a girl named Marcie. We read some parts of a book…(Full Story, leave some parts out?)

“Hiren huh? That’s how I got sucked into these new clothes. What do you think?”

You strike your best charming pose for Vivi that you can. She claps happily.

“Oh, how fashionable of you Solomon. Simply divine. That’s how the people at the fashion show talked. By the way…I think you’ve gotten shorter,” Vivi says.

“What do you mean?”

“Mercedes was the first one to notice, back in the infirmary after you left. When she realized as to what happened she started to cry. She was too curious to see how the polyink key would react, to the future-self key. She didn’t know which version of me you would turn into…least the side effects only messed with your height. Better than being stuck looking like me for the rest of your life? Vivi winks.

Looking at Vivi you realize that what she said about your height slightly changing is true. Before Vivi’s non future-self form would reach up to your chest, but now you’ve retained the height you had when you became her. Vivi reaches up to your chin now in her non future-self form.

“Mercedes wants to see you tomorrow asap. She really wants to apologize to you and want to know any other possible side effects. Are you ok?”

“I’ll see her tomorrow there is something I want to talk to her about anyways. I didn’t even notice that there was a change until you just told me…Let me treat you to a massage and I’ll tell you about my day. I think you’ve done a good job and treating Sally with lots of love and affection makes me happy,” you say.

>[1/2]

Vivi lays on her bed as you begin to work on her upper back. You start to tell her about your day.

“Not too much happened during my day. I went out with a girl named Marcie.”

“The Marcie girl again? Didn’t I tell you to introduce me first before speaking with her again? Why did you go to town with her and not me?” Vivi questions.

“I’m getting to that. Also, you owed me one for cleaning up the bloody mess that you left me this morning.”

“That’s fair, I guess. What did you do?”

“As I was saying, I went into town with Marcie today. I went along with her to help her carry some packages, but before that, we read a book together to pass the time while we were waiting. After we picked up the packages, we ran into Charles who invited us to dinner. Let me tell you, Vivi, the chocolate cake was delicious. Afterward, we got in his car and came back to the academy,” you recount your day leaving out things that are personal or may put her in a bad mood, such as Czesara eating dinner with Charles or anything that happened between you & Marcie.

“Is that all? Nothing else happened?” Vivi asks.

“That’s all nothing else important happened.”

“How boring. You should have joined the Fashion show instead of going into town with her. You would have won the top prize instead of me for sure,” Vivi says.

“I had a good time in town; besides I don’t think you would want me to get all that attention,” you say.

“…Your right. If you are being constantly watched by the other people in the school who’s going to catch me something to STAB!” Vivi laughs.

“Thank you for the massage Saul, I’m going to take a shower now. All the walking on the runway and wearing different clothes got me sweaty and tired.”

“Go take a shower then, you’ve earned it,” you say.

> Tell Vivi something before she leaves to take a shower? (Write-in)

> Late Night reading in the Library?

> Fishing Holes? (Sneaky Raid on the Rising Sun[Rara form])

> Write-in.

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>>3445993
>> Fishing Holes? (Sneaky Raid on the Rising Sun[Rara form])
Grab a small sack, a bandanna or scarf to cover our face. Once we're in the book, see if we can grab a belaying pin from the docks. Old timey sailors used to use them as makeshift clubs.

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>>3445993
>>3446014
Sure, lets do it. Though I'm not sure a small club will be of much use with us being so tiny. Might be better off being stealthy.

>>3446026
We need some form of defense, and I figure that Saul isn't that big of a fan of knives, especially after mutilating a Murtlap last night.

>>3446033
We should learn to harvest murtlap toxin, it's effect would be especially hilarious on a wooden ship. Do you think either the professor or Caren could help?

>>3446014
>>3446026

Need to read some notes. Will begin writing soon.

https://youtu.be/37lJjbaOFTU

>>3446014
>>3446026

>> Fishing Holes? (Sneaky Raid on the Rising Sun[Rara form])

You head back into your room leaving Vivi to her shower. Sadly, during your trip in town, you were unable to get anything for the raid on the Rising sun restaurant. Hopefully, Griselda will have something on hand for her to give you. You take off the traveler clothes that Hiren gave you setting them inside of your drawer. After laying down in the bed you try to listen in on Marcie next door, she is singing a soft song to herself.

How would she react to your Rara form you wonder? Would polyink work with something taking from the other world? Where did she learn to sing? You shake these questions out of your head as you close your eyes and drift to sleeping thinking of both the sea & the Rara version of yourself.

You wake up with a warm comfy feeling. Opening your eyes, you see Griselda staring down at you her arms are wrapped tightly around your body, and head in her buxom.

“Hello Shrimp, are you enjoying your nap?” Griselda asks.

“Five more minutes please,” closing your eyes smiling.

“Sadly, we don’t have five more minutes, we need to prepare quickly and go over the plan before sundown,” Griselda says placing you on the floor.

“Come with me upstairs.”

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You follow Griselda up the stairs leading to what is supposed to be your room. There are some papers on the nightstand next to the desk. Along with a silver ring.

“FH came by earlier and left you a silver ring. He wants you to wear it while you are in the other world, he never explained why though. While you were gone, I did some solo investigation on the Rising Sun, I got some good information.”

“I’m guessing that you charmed them?” you ask.

“Yes, it’s the easiest way to get information. Did you get anything to cover your face as I asked?”

“No…I didn’t have time to get something. I was busy hanging out with a friend of mine.”

“Good, because I bought you the cutest little outfit to wear while shopping today. Don’t worry it was cheap,” Griselda pulls out some dark clothing along with a black bandana to cover your face.

“The Rising Sun closes as soon as the sun begins going under the ocean. You’ll have to hide somewhere in the restaurant while it is still open, I’ll leave that up to you. Apparently, the old man keeps most of his valuables in a small chest in his basement behind the kitchen. You’ll have to make your way down there get the jewel and get out. As for any protection or security is unknown,” Griselda says.

“I know it’s supposed to be a stealth mission and all, but shouldn’t I bring something to protect myself?” you ask.

“I guess a knife would work.”

“No knives please,” you shake your head.

“Your right. Knives are messy and leave evidence. I guess for your size we could use a belaying pin to knock someone out,” Griselda says.

“What’s a belaying pin?”

“It’s a small wooden rod used to secure a rope. It small enough to carry around, just be sure to not bang it against anything. If we go to the docks now we can get one before we put the plan in action. Any questions?” Griselda asks.

>“What will you be doing?”

>“I don’t have any questions, let's just go to the docks.”

>Write-in

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>>3446134
>“What will you be doing?”
Pretty important.

>>3446134
>>“What will you be doing?”

>>3445798
>>3446140
>>3446202


New Thread.

>>3447454