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Previous threads can be found here. There is... a lot to take in.
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Cyberpunk%20Demonslayer

You are Jack, a half-dragon quarter-succubus quarter-god young man who is about to begin his grand adventure to lands unknown.
You are a member of the Order of Alagos, a religious murder-cult and producer of most of the world's firearms. These firearms were acquired via multidimensional metagaming.
Your mother is about to give you your first assignment as an official member of the Order. For real this time, it's not just going to the general store and buying some milk.
Also your half-sister might be making moves on you.
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>>1757617
"Jackie, I'm so proud! You're going to do such a good job!"
"Mom... I can't breeeeeathe..."
"Aisha, please let our son take a few breaths before you send him into danger."
Your father Kasai puts a hand on Mom's shoulder.
"Oh, fine."
Mom releases you, allowing normal airflow to resume. She sits down in her scary Imperator chair and clears her throat.
"Jack, the Order commands that you venture into the swamps of Salamandria to retrieve a Void-related artifact. If that's okay with you."
Mom made for an... interesting Imperator. She usually giggled after giving serious orders and went around hugging all the guards. An improvement on your grandmother, you guess. Krystal spent her time drinking herself into a stupor and giving you surprise CQC training.
Besides, Mom was kind of the daughter of Alagos, the guy who the Order worships and glorifies. She was pretty much forced into the job.

>[]Okay. When do I leave?
>[]I'd like a few more details on the mission...
>[]Pardon my language, but... fuck swamps.
>[]Other.
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>>1757622
>[]I'd like a few more details on the mission...
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>>1757617
>>[]Pardon my language, but... fuck swamps.
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>>1757785
>>1757950
"Oh, I guess I should've said a few more things."
Mom sorts through a folder of papers.
"So... the artifact is the Skull of Shadows. Very scary looking. There's a temple in southern Salamandria where some feral beings worship it. There should be little resistance except for local warbands and beasts, but that shouldn't be an issue. Just don't get hit by arrows and carry lots of anti-poison."
You frown.
"Mom... I love you and all, and I would love to go on an actual assignment... but I fucking hate swamps!"
"That's no way to speak to your mother, Jack." Dad growls.
"Jackie..."
Mom walks up to you and puts a hand on your shoulder.
"Perhaps you'd like to guard Lady Eleanor again?"
You shudder. That had been part of Mom's efforts to dispose of your virginity, leaving you alone with a bored noble's housewife. Unfortunately, the wife's beauty had been greatly exaggerated, and you'd managed to escape the house with your virginity intact.
"N-no..."
"Well son, I am a reasonable mother. I'll give you a choice to sleep on. You can go after the Skull of Shadows, or you can guard Lady Alice."
You do a double-take.
"L-Lady Alice..?"
You'd seen her around. And she had been in several of your fantasies...
"Well, since you won't take matters into your own hands. You're dismissed, come talk to me when you've decided."
Mom gives you a hug and sorts through her Imperator paperwork.
"Hey, should we draw and quarter the heretic, or just shoot him in the head?"
"Either's great, dear..." your father replies dryly.
You exit the throne room, shaking your head and looking around. It was a hot day, but Diluvium's caverns were well insulated.
You've got some time to kill this afternoon...

>[]Go visit your half-sister Rose. She's good at listening to your complaints.
>[]Go home and get a snack.
>[]*turn around* Mom, I've decided!
>[]Other.
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>>1758398
HO BOI, let's get started with the weird semi incest demon banging.
>[]Go visit your half-sister Rose. She's good at listening to your complaints.
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>>1758426
Might as well press your luck.
You make your way to Ash's Amusements, one of the favorite attractions for the noblemen. Some of the women, too.
Yes, your aunt owns a brothel. And she just had to go fucking your mom's boyfriend because nobody in your family is normal.
Fortunately, your aunt had put in a separate entrance to get to her actual living area. Going through the brothel would be awkward.
You knock on the door. Rosemary opens up immediately.
"Oh, you've come back."
Your eye twitches.
"Mom asked me to check up on you. Besides, I gotta vent."
"Vent, huh? Pretty forward of you."
Rose sits down on a sofa and goes back to reading her... 'book'.
She isn't a normal girl in any sense. Even without the disobedient bastard child thing, she's still got horns, a tail, and scales on her arms and legs.
"So what's riding your ass today?" she asks. You sigh and sit in a chair across from her.
"Mom's given me a choice of two missions. Guarding Lady Alice, or finding some artifact in the swamps."
Rose chuckles.
"Fun times with a milf, or earning glory out in the wilderness? Of course, the second one's gonna make the girls even more into you."
"That's... everyone expects me to be like Krystal. Go have some adventures, lead the Order to new, dizzying heights!"
"Is that a bad thing?"
"No, it's just that I want to be Jack, not Krystal's successor. I wanna stand on my own merits."
"Hmm. Maybe you could communicate that better if you had more confidence."
Rose's shirt slips a little lower. You swear she uses magic to do that.
"Someone might get the wrong idea of you keep doing that, Rose."
"I dunno, they might have a pretty great idea, too. I mean, we ARE in a whorehouse."

>[]Seriously. Incest is one of the few things the Order doesn't tolerate.
>[]Well, you do whatever you want. I'll just steal from your fridge.
>[]You want sex? With your own half-brother? I'll really do it.
>[]Other.
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>>1758663
Oh my God.
>WILLING incest
>Not pure innocent relationship that devolves into incest
>[]You want sex? With your own half-brother? I'll really do it. And I'll just steal from your fridge later.
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>>1758704
"Oh, you will? That takes a load off my mind."
Rose gets up and sits on your lap, practically squishing you into the chair.
"I thought that you might have a few doubts about fucking your sister. But it seems you've got about as many inhibitions as me... and to think I looked up to you."
Her hand caresses your face.
"Well, then. Go on and fuck me. I've been waiting for so long..."
She licks her lips and leans forward to kiss you...
"Is someone up there?"
Rose pales and quickly retreats to her seat.
Aunt Ash emerges opens the door to the living room.
"Jackie, you've come for another visit!"
She wraps an arm around your shoulders.
"You here for our services? First time's on the house. We just got some nice virgin stock... or maybe you'd like a more experienced woman?"
Rose snorts.
"If you get any more clingy he's gonna think you're up for sale."
"Well, there's little I won't do if the price is right. Besides, I do like popping cherries..."
She starts running a hand toward your chest before chuckling and slapping you on the back.
"As if. Sorry, your dad would probably kill me if we had some you-know-what. He's sensitive when it comes to me and his family in general."
You look up at her nervously.
"Didn't he pull a gun on you?"
"I've forgiven him. But you haven't answered my question."

>[]I'm not here for services. And I hope I never am.
>[]I guess I should just get it over with.
>[]Can I fuck your daughter? (+1000 GUTS)
>[]Other.
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>>1758663
>[]Seriously. Incest is one of the few things the Order doesn't tolerate.
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>>1758999
>[]I'm not here for services. And I hope I never am
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>>1759008
Ash frowns.
"Aww. That kinda hurts my feelings. I'm sure all my girls are sad about that, too. I understand, though. Some people just want a girlfriend. Hell, maybe you're not even interested in sex. Though considering the family's history, I kinda doubt it."
Behind Ash, Rose rolls her eyes and squeezes her tits while grinning at you.
"So, what were you talking about?"
"Just how I'm sick of being treated like Krystal's successor. I was just leaving."
You realize what had almost happened with Rose back there... that could've been bad if Ash hadn't walked in. Why didn't you do anything!?
Before leaving, you pause and grab a bottle of fruit juice from the fridge.
"Bye, Ash. Bye, Rose."
"Bye, Jackie!"
Rose opens her mouth in shock.
"Hey, bring that back, you asshole!"
You laugh before chugging down a quarter of the bottle. Ah, this was good stuff.
What now..?

>[]Back to the castle. That swamp assignment should get you out of here... away from Rose.
>[]Go home. Being around your other sister should quell any incestuous desires.
>[]Pray at the chapel. If there was ever a time...
>[]Other.
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>>1759031
>[]Back to the castle. That swamp assignment should get you out of here... away from Rose.
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>>1759031
>>[]Back to the castle. That swamp assignment should get you out of here... away from Rose.
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>>1758999
NOOOOOO
I got cucked out of my incestuous threesome
>>1759031
BOI
>[]Go home. Being around your other sister should quell any incestuous desires.

I forgot we got a sister
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>>1759190
Seconding.
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>>1759179
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>>1759179
Supporting
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>>1759190
Oh boy don't worry it'll happen eventually. At least with us both unless stormy boy doesn't let it happen
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>>1759040
>>1759190 (as if it'd be that easy)
You go back to the castle and poke your head in the door.
"Mom?"
"Yes, sweetie?"
"I'll do that Skull of Shadows mission. On the condition that I get a gas mask."
"That sounds fine. I'll let you know when you're moving out."

...

You enter your living quarters and dodge a bottle thrown at your head.
"Jack! Where the hell's the milk!?"
"Didn't get any, Christine."
"Didn't Mom have an assignment for you?"
"Yep. An actual codenamed mission. Not an errand."
You drink the last of your fruit juice.
"Hey! I want some!"
"You can have the bottle. Gods know you love throwing them."
Christine huffs and storms off to her room.
Yep. Contrasting Rose, your full-blooded sister was fifteen, spoiled, flat-chested, and had the disposition of a spree killer. Most sexual thing she'd do is hold your porn hostage.
Your encounter had ended pretty well, all things considered. Now there's just the issue of what to do until dinner.

>[]Practice kicking a training dummy's ass (roll 1d20).
>[]Go play video games. You're the only family with the technology, might as well use it.
>[]Eat Christine's snacks.
>[]Other.
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>>1759566
>Go play video games. WOOOO
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>>1759566
>>[]Practice kicking a training dummy's ass
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>>1759566
>>[]Practice kicking a training dummy's ass (roll 1d20).
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>>1759857 (going with this one 'cause nobody actually rolled a die)
You go to your room and start up your computer. What was running earlier..?
Ah, yes. God Hand. You'd thought that you could pick up some techniques from this, but... well. At least your reflexes have improved.
The next two hours are spent punching the shit out of people. It really blows off some stress.
"Jackiiiiie! Dinner!"
You shut the computer off, stretch, and go to the dinner table. Mom's made spaghetti and meatballs again.
"So. Jack came home and started spouting crap about 'an actual codenamed mission'."
"That's because he's going on one, Christine. Operation Ebony Devil. Retrieving a Void artifact from Salamandria."
"What? For real? He's gonna die, you know. Get eaten by mosquitoes."
"Don't be silly, Christine. He has a flamer, mosquitoes can't stand up to that."
You keep eating. Christine also said you'd die when Mom first sent you to get milk, and when you had to guard Lady Eleanor. Bitch. You HAD felt like you were gonna die on the second one, though.
"Honey, when did you come up with that codename?" Dad asks.
"When I was watching cartoons earlier."
"...mm-hm."
Your family eats in silence until Christine speaks up again.
"Jack drank all the juice again."
"I drank Rose's juice. Stole it from her house."
"Oh, you went to Rosie's today?" Mom asks.
You glance at Dad. He isn't betraying any emotion, but Rose in general was a sore subject...

>[]Just to steal.
>[]Felt like talking. Besides, you told me to check up on them.
>[]She tried to seduce me, call the City Watch. Just have them raid that entire place, I think there's slaves in the basement too.
>[]Other.
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>>1760840
>>[]Just to steal.
The fruit juice, nothing else.
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>>1760840
>[]J-just to steal, not-thing else.
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>>1760929
Absolutely nothing else.
What else would there be to steal?
>Sweats nervously.
I'm thirsty. I'm going to get some juice/milk, yall want some?
>Turn and leave.
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>>1761007
"Yep, nothing better than fruit juice after some spaghetti!"
Mom gives you a dry look.
"It's fine if Ash convinced you to--"
"No, I didn't have sex with a whore. Or anyone else, for that matter."
Dad raises an eyebrow.
"Why so nervous, then?"
"...must be the autism acting up again."
"Oh, you poor boy!"
Mom grabs you in a hug.
"I know how it feels when that happens!"
"Mom, please. I should seriously be going to the store."
"Oh, alright."
She lets you go. You take the opportunity to go pick up some groceries.

...

You step out of her general store and start making your way home. It's a nice evening. The cavern's back wall shows the barest hint of sunshine.
"Hey, Jack." Rose says, leaning on a wall behind you,
FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK HOW DID SHE KNOW

>[]Use a holy ward and run for it.
>[]Ignore her.
>[]Hi, Rose...
>[]Other.
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>>1761964
>>[]Hi, Rose..
Hello rose.
>Don't make direct eye contact.
>Prepare to run at a moment's notice.
What's up?
>Fidget hands.
Don't directly look at her.
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>>1761983
You nervously scan the surrounding area. Nobody around, you could always just give her a little zap if she gets too close.
"We need to talk. Somewhere more private."
Rose drags you into an alley and pushes you against the wall. She grabs your chin with one hand and forces you to look at her.
"You seem a lot less eager than this afternoon."
"Rose, I kinda have to get back--"
"Yep, you probably do."
She doesn't move. Dammit, why does she smell so good? Must be her succubus powers...

>[]Why are you doing this?
>[]Rose, this would never work. If you stop now I won't tell anyone about it.
>[]Freak out and run.
>[]Grab her ass. (VERY RISKY)
>[]Other.
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>>1762039
>>[]Other.
Autism Powers Activate!!
Form of
UNCONSCIOUS PERSON!!!!!!
>Become overwhelmed
>Pass out
Maybe she'll get bored and wander away.
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>>1762045
"Eeeeeeh."
You fall over. The last thing you hear is Rose laughing hysterically and dreaming in rage at the same time.

...

"Jackiiiiiiie!"
Oh, why did you think this was a good idea?
You wake up, your head on Mom's lap. She's obviously been crying.
"What happened? Was it the heat?"
"Mom, it's like sixty degrees..."
She pulls you in for a hug and looks over at someone.
"Thanks for bringing him here, Rose."
Ah, shit.
"No problem. Dunno what happened, maybe we should have him see a doctor."
"Good idea! He should be checked before going on his assignment, anyway."
"You mind if I crash on your couch? It's kinda late."
"Oh, we wouldn't mind. Would we, Kasai?"
"I suppose not..."
"Come on, let's get you into bed."
Mom helps you up and tucks you in, smiling and humming.

>[]Mom, Rose shouldn't be here...
>[]Just lock your door.
>[]She wouldn't do anything here... right?
>[]Other.
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>>1762090
>>[]She wouldn't do anything here... right?
>Sweat profusely.
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>>1762094
Seconding
>[]Dispose of our pants
>[]Nervously squirm in our underwear
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>>1762497
You squirm nervously and berate yourself for taking your pants off. While sleeping in your underwear was convenient for... things, it wasn't the best thing to do when your lecherous half sister is prowling around the house.
Still, your lightning magic hasn't gone away all of a sudden, and if things get REALLY bad, there's always the glock under your pillow.
...everyone in the house has one. Makes for interesting laundry days.
Your door swings open and shuts again. You glance over and make an involuntary 'eep' sound.
Rose wasn't dressed in dominatrix gear, so that's a good thing. She is, however, only wearing panties and a tank top. A pretty loose one, at that.
"Hey, Jack." she says quietly, sitting on the door of your bed.
"Thought we could spend some time talking again. Tell each other about our insecurities, fears... fetishes."
She starts crawling toward you, giving you a perfect view down her shirt.
...you gotta admit that she's got some nice tits.

>[]ROSE IS POSSESSED!
>[]We can talk about that in the morning, I'm going to bed.
>[]Let her get it out of her system.
>[]Take the lead. At least it'll be your choice.
>[]Other.
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>>1762934
>]We can talk about that in the morning, I'm going to bed.
Tfw dick involuntarily pitches a tent with the cover......
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>>1762934
>[]Let her get it out of her system.
We know first hand how our autism works, let's not make her go full REEEEEEE mode on us
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>>1763246
Seconding
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>>1763106
Supporting
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>>1763106
>>]We can talk about that in the morning, I'm going to bed.
>Tfw dick involuntarily pitches a tent with the cover......
Supporting
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>>1763106
Also supporting.
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>>1762934
>>[]Take the lead. At least it'll be your choice.
>>1762934
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>>1763618
>>1763562
>>1763411
>>1763371
>>1763257
>>1763246
>>1763106
We're screwing her either way right?
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>>1763651
No
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>>1763659
>>1763651
Yes
>>
>>1763682
>>1763659
>>1763651
Yes
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>>1763682
>>1763696
No
>>
Rolled 15 (1d20)

Roll to resist cheesy sextalk
>>
Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>1764071
For sis to rape us in the night with out us waking up
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>>1763713
More like we go to sleep then sleep sex her.
Like she has alredy started to do things and and we think we are dream and do it
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Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>1764077
Waking up would just make it better desu
Then we can get into it and develop dat incestuous awkwardness
>>
Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>1764077
>>1764113
Yeah
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>>1764113
But then shes alredy gone and we think we are having wet dreams
Lol
Low key fucking sis without knowing it
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>>1763618
>>1763562
>>1763411
>>1763371
>>1763257
>>1763246
>>1763106 (aaaaaaaaaaaaaa)
You try to turn over. Rose pushes you onto your back and sits on your thighs.
"Don't think I didn't notice that..."
She places a hand on your crotch and massages it.
"Fucking perv. You like having a woman play with you like this?"
You look around nervously. This could still be avoided, if you just--
Rose takes her tank top off and leans forward, lying down on you.
"Mmmmmm. Come here, Jackie."
She slips her panties off and presses them into your face. The smell makes your head spin. Rose slips a hand into your boxers.
"Tell me what you want me to do to you, Jack..."
"Is leaving me alone an option?"
"No."
Rose grabs your face and kisses you. Slips her tongue into your mouth and everything. No hesitation.

Tell her what you want her to do.
>>
For Her to Put her clothes back on and snuggle only?
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>>1764480
Handholding and missionary position for the purpose of reproduction and love
Awwww yeh
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>>1764522
Fuck it, it runs in the family
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>>1764480
Tell her to do the very best she can

As you know nathing
>>
Ask Her to dress up like Aisha and Let us call her Mommy
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>>1764840
OH GOD
NO
BUT SECRETLY YES
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>>1764840
Seconded
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>>1764840
>>1764864
>>1764868

I've got an idea
Why not have her dress up and do this?
>>1764522
>>1764596
We're crossing too many lines too fast
Again
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>>1764893
While Playing HardCore Porn on our TV
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>>1764909
And Snorting Cocaine out her asshole
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>>1764932
>>1764909
Kek
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>>1764840
Actually change it to calling her Christine or whoever the MCs sister was. Also ask her to invite her mom and Lady Alice
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>>1764522
>>1764596
>>1764840
>>1764893
>>1764932
>>1765838
What have I done
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>>1765849
Only can blame yourself stormy.
I'm gonna vote for passing out again.
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>>1765849
>>1765852
"You can just do whatever you want, I guess..." you nervously stutter. Rose grins and starts grinding on your cock. She's soaking wet...
"Well, then. Let's get going."
The next hour or so is a blur. Rose must've used some succubus magic on you. You have no idea what was done, but it all brings to mind a deep sense of shame.
The room comes back into focus. Rose is bouncing on your cock, hiding her frantic moans behind her hand. You cum deep inside of her, triggering her own orgasm.
Rose collapses, breathing heavily into your ear. After what seems like an eternity, she drags herself to a sitting position and sluggishly takes in her surroundings. Her eyes widen.
"Oh my God... what did I do?"

...

You wake up in your underwear. Your body is clean, with no sign of all the sweat and cum that had covered it the night before, if that was even real.
However...
You pick a strand of long, brown hair off the bedsheets.
She had been here.
You get dressed and go into the kitchen. Rose is making herself some breakfast. Everyone else in the house is asleep.
"Oh! Uh... hi, Jack. Did you have any weird dreams last night? Heh..."

>[]I know what happened.
>[]Yeah, I saw this rainbow-colored bunny.
>[]Rose, could you please just explain yourself?
>[]Other.
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>>1765984
>[]Rose, could you please just explain yourself?
>>
>[]Other.

Yeah I dreamed that this crazy Bitch Climbed into my bed last night and then I'm not sure what happened next but I feel strangely exhausted...

And Incredibly satisfied
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>>1766009
Yeah something like that
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>>1766004
>>1766009
"Pretty weird dream." Rose comments, refusing to make eye contact.
You sit down and start eating your breakfast.
"Seriously, Rose. What the hell."
She winces and holds her head in her hands.
"I don't know what I was doing... I mean, I felt like I was gonna melt if I didn't do something, I didn't realize what was happening until..."
She groans.
"It's like I had some voices in my head, egging me on. Dammit Mom, why..?"
Ah. You should've guessed. Puberty is a very troublesome time for succubi, at least until they've found some poor bastard to attach to. You're pretty impressed she held out this long.

>[]You live in a brothel, Rose.
>[]I guess you're forgiven, then.
>[]Feel free to use me anytime you want.
>[]Let's just never speak of this again, okay?
>[]Other.
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>>1766083
>>[]Other.
Let's just chalk it up to hormones, you're a succubus Rose it's only natural. I Forgive you though it wasn't entirely your fault we can't keep doing this. It isn't healthy, You need to find somebody else for a healthy relationship or whatever passes for this family
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>>1766100
Wait are we playing seriously now or can I start suggesting more sick shit?
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>>1766108
I'm going to at least try to be serious until something dumb happens, Then all bets are off honestly.
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>>1766112
Then add telling her in the least sexual way possible that if she needs to talk to somebody or needs help she can come to us
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>>1766147
This works
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>>1766083
>[]You live in a brothel, Rose.
Y havnet you taken some dick that came in there?
I guse il just keep hsving werid dreams
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>>1766427
Are you okay anon?
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>>1766431
Im fine i guse still hungover
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>>1766083
>>[]Other.
Have you talked to aiesha about this?
She might be able to help, cause she went through it.
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>>1766100
>>1766147
>>1766492
"Well, you can talk to me or Mom about it... just, y'know. Don't attack me again."
Rose sighs.
"Yeah, I guess I should've."
Rose silently eats her breakfast.
"Hey, why didn't you just ask Ash for a job? It's not like she wouldn't give you one."
She squirms uncomfortably.
"It's awkward, talking about that kind of thing with your mother. Besides, I didn't want my first time to be with some stranger..."
She's cut off by your father entering the kitchen.
"Hi, kids."
"Hi, Da--Kasai." Rose responds.
He starts making himself a cup of coffee.
"So, son. You start your trip today."
You look up, confused.
"Pardon?"
"Your--Aisha, for the love of..."
He leaves and comes back with your mother.
"Aisha. Did you forget to give people critical details again?"
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh let's just go back to bed! It's cold out here."
"Aisha."
She hangs her head.
"I guess I did."
Dad scratches her behind the horns.
"It's okay. Just tell Jack what he needs to know."

Operation Ebony Devil:
Operative will board the Stratofortress on it's irregular patrol, and will be dropped off at the border of Salamandria. He will be equipped with:
1 codec
1 melee weapon of choice
1 handgun
1 other gun of choice
1 suit of tactical armor
1 bag of holding
1 gas mask
3 cans of bug repellant
And 2 weeks rations.

"And you start today, since it'll take the Stratofortress a week to make its trip... wouldn't want to miss that."
Mom smiles at you. You can already smell the noxious odor of swamp gas.

>[]Sounds great...
>[]Can't they drop me off like, right where I'm supposed to go?
>[]Mom, please tell me these won't all be fetch quests.
>[]Other.
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>>1766540
>>[]Other.
Can I bring any people with me?
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>>1766545
This

Also, ask what's the biggest most rapid firing gun we can bring with us and ask if we can strap a shotgun and/or grenade launcher and/or chainsaw to it
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>>1766545
>>1766619
"Well."
Mom sits down at the table.
"If you're looking for something with a high rate of fire, the ShKAS can fire at 3000 rounds per minute. This can be exceeded by mounted rotary cannons, but I doubt you have the strength to just carry one around."
She scratches her head.
"Of course, we don't manufacture the ShKAS, since we use our own design. If you want a grenade launcher attachment your best bet is a submachine gun or assault rifle."
Rose raises an eyebrow.
"You know a lot about guns."
"My mother-in-law taught me a lot about them. But yeah, a machine gun or sniper rifle could be useful in the swamps, if you can find high ground. If you're counting on mobility, I'd take something you can use without support."

Pick your melee weapon and gun. You can trade your melee slot for another gun if you want. Jack's got some CQC skills.
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>>1766679
This sounds well rounded
>>1766699
Assault rifle and Shortsword
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>>1766679
If we're bringing people then a high caliber assault rifle or something that hits hard with either a compensator or a silencer depending on how we usually roll either just guns blazing or stealthily. If we're going alone, A low caliber Sub-Machine gun that's light which will help us skirmish and move quickly maybe with a short sword or machete in the other hand depending on how light it is.
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>>1766703
Well if we're bringing an Assualt Rifle we can't actually dual wield it since it would likely be too heavy or the recoil too unwieldy. If we take an assault rifle we might as well take a bigger sword or maybe another gun
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>>1766725
Smg and a ZWEIHANDER
Use the momentum of the swing to make sweet ass spins and shiet while shooting with the SMG
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The mission says we're mostly going against ferals so low armour and probably melee. My vote's for short sword and smg
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Does the bag of holding reduce weight?
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>>1766764
Also seconded smg and short sword
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>>1766679
Also seconded smg and short sword
Then combine them to make a smg gun blade
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>>1766764 (I guess it's this one. Bag of holding does reduce weight btw but I'm not keeping track)
You decide on a semi-curved shortsword and an MP5. The first would really help with foliage, and the second was just a really good SMG.

...

You give Mom a hug. She starts crying and clutching you.
"Jackieeeeeeeee be safe out there, okay? Run away from every fight!"
"Mom, I can't just--"
"Your survival is top priority!"
You assure her that you'll run away before giving Dad and a reluctant Christine some hugs as well. You try not to make it awkward when you get to Rose.
"Uh..."
"Yeah."
"Don't die or anything."
"Okay."
You wave goodbye to your family and look helplessly up at the Stratofortress.
"So... what do I do? Is it gonna lower a ladder..?"
A quick tug of magical energy brings you aboard. That was easy.
"Greetings."
"GAH!"
You turn to find your uncle Castiel standing behind you.
"Please take as much time to be confused as you require, Jack. I will be patient."

>[]Why are you here?
>[]Who are you again?
>[]What're my orders, Sir?
>[]Other.
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>>1766855
>[]Who are you again?
And what do you do
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>>1766855
What're my orders, Sir?
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>>1766891
>>1766858
"I am saddened that you have forgotten me."
He doesn't look very sad.
"I am Castiel, your mother's sibling. I have been placed in command of this fortress due to my expertise in such matters."
"Okay... what're my orders?"
"Report to your cabin and wait until dinner."
You shuffle your feet.
"Uh... it's just barely after lunch."
"So it is."
...
Uncle Castiel takes everything he hears as a statement of fact.
It can get awkward.

>[]Is there anything I can do to pass the time?
>[]How long is this trip going to take?
>[]I guess I'll... do that...
>[]Other.
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>>1766963
>>[]Is there anything I can do to pass the time?
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>>1766963
>[]Is there anything I can do to pass the time?
Like a training room, cafeteria, armory or library

Also are you a robot?
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>>1767305
"I am not an automaton, unless I have been sorely misled. Robots do not excrete feces, nor do they accumulate gunk in their eyelids after they sleep."
...
"Is there a training hall or something?"
"Yes."
...
"Where can I find it?"
"Two floors up and to the right. If you are seeking other forms of distraction, there is a library. There is also a primitive computer you may wish to attempt to program. They are both along the same hallway as the training hall."
You thank your uncle and go up the stairs. Weird guy, but at least he's trustworthy.

>[]Train. (Roll a D20)
>[]Go to the library.
>[]Attempt to get something going on the old computer. (D20)
>[]Other.
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Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>1767994
>>[]Train. (Roll a D20)
And I went to bed before suggesting to take our half-sister along.
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>>1768002
Maybe she'll show up out of nowhere tonight

Who knows?
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Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>[]Train. (Roll a D20)
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Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>1767994
>[]Train. (Roll a D20)
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>>1768002
>>1768509
>>1768957
You stretch, crack your knuckles, and wrap some tape around your fists (even though you've got scales) before going to town on a sandbag, practicing basic punches as well as flying kicks. For advanced techniques, you'd need a volunteer. Sandbags don't have limbs you can grapple.
You unleash a devastating sucker punch, breaking the chain holding the bag to the ceiling.
"Shit. Sorry!"
You hurriedly prop the bag against the wall and sit down on a bench. Maybe it's the altitude, but you feel a lot more tired than usual.
Maybe it was a good thing you decided not to bring Rose. The sweaty, shirtless men in here would probably cause her to start dry-humping someone's leg.
...okay, that guy snorting protein powder would probably turn her off.
"Hey."
An Imp woman stands next to you.
Imps are generally three-fourths the size of an average Sylph such as yourself, and are identified by gray skin, red eyes, and fangs. This one has red hair tied back in a ponytail, seems like she's getting ready for training.
The most unusual part is the Holy Symbol of Adasser hanging around her neck, alongside the lightning bolt of Alagos.

>[]...yes?
>[]Stand up and pretend you can't see her. These guys just LOVE that.
>[]Why do you have two Symbols on your necklace?
>[]Other.
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>>1769128
>>[]...yes?
>try to seduces her
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>>1769262
Seconding
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>>1769262
"You mind helping me train? I saw you kicking that bag earlier... you're pretty good."
"Well, I guess I have some time to kill."
You look her over while she stretches. Despite her small stature, she's got some decent curves. If you somehow manage to seduce her, it would be worth the effort.
Of course, what with the way she's sticking her ass out at you and her connection to the goddess of love, it's possible she's trying to seduce you, too.
"Hey, what's your name, by the way?" you ask her.
"Helena."
"Nice name."
She shrugs and starts wrapping tape around her hand.
"Throw a few punches, show me what you can do."
(Rolled a one for her check...)
Helena balls her fists.
"Uh, you should put your thumb on the outside--"
She punches the bag. You can hear a sickening click.
"AAAAAAAAAAAGH!"
"Ouch... okay, come on. The infirmary's this way--don't touch it!"

...

Helena sits in a chair, a bag of ice on her thumb.
"Well... at least it's just a sprain."
"Yeah."
You sit there awkwardly for a minute or so.
"I'm really sorry."
"Don't be. I wasn't listening to you, it's my fault... gaaaaaaaaaaaaaah it hurts."

>[]Wanna get dinner?
>[]Ask about her Symbol.
>[]I won't lie... I was only helping because you're cute.
>[]Other.
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>>1769622
>[]Ask about her Symbol.
>[]Wanna go grab something to eat?
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>>1769622
>you should put your thumb on the outside--"
>She punches the bag. You can hear a sickening click.
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>>1769730
wat...arg
>>1769622
>[]Ask about her Symbol.
>[]Wanna go grab something to eat?
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>>1769718
>>1769733
"So... what's with the two Symbols?"
Helena sighs.
"I wondered when someone would finally ask."
She touches the necklace and leans back in her chair.
"My mother worshipped Adasser, my father worshipped Alagos. When they got married, they sort of shared their religions. It's pretty common, actually. Not that you'd know. You'd have to be pretty dedicated to a god to go fight for them... not to mention that Diluvium isn't really the best climate for other religions to flourish in."
You nod. The only religious activity you'd done outside of the Order consisted of prayers to the sea goddess.
"Well, that's interesting. Why are you here instead of... I don't know where Adasser keeps her followers."
Helena smiles.
"Veross. And I'm doing something for Adasser, separate from my military duties."
She hesitates as if wondering if she should say something, before apparently deciding against it.
"It's kinda personal... hey, I never got your name."
"Oh, it's Jack."
"You're Jack!?"
Oooooh boy.
"I should've guessed from the hair and the scales... what're you doing here?"
"Going to Salamandria. I have to retrieve some skull from a temple there."
"Wow... I've been stationed here for three years, they don't give me anything like that!"
"My mother doesn't care how much her nepotism affects the Order, it seems."
You steel yourself.
"You want to get something to eat?"
Helena smiles.
"Sure. You can tell me all about your adventures."
Great. When she hears I haven't had any adventures, she's gonna take my money and run.

...

You sit at a table in the mess hall. It's pretty quiet, due to your early dinner. Helena managed to work up enough magic to heal her thumb.
"So, got any stories?"

>[]I was kidnapped as an infant.
>[]I, uh... was involved in numerous secret raids on Al Quaeda.
>[]This mission's my first, actually. I'm kinda nervous.
>[]Other.
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>>1769806
>>[]This mission's my first, actually.
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>>1769830
>[]And I kinda got kidnapped as a kid
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>>1769830
"Really? Huh. I thought the Imperator Supremis took you with her a few times."
"Someone must've exaggerated. I got kidnapped, but everyone already knows that story."
Helena takes a bite of her food.
"You nervous?"
"A little. I'm mostly pissed that I'm gonna have to wade through a swamp for sixty miles."
She winces.
"You don't get anything to help with that?"
"I'll be fine, it's more annoying than anything else. Besides, nobody's ever found a faster way through. I guess flying me there would work, but we're not supposed to leave the Empire's borders..."
Helena nods somberly.
"Yeah. Good thing the Order of Ruin isn't outside those borders."
You grin.
"Yep."
...
"Hey, Jack? Do you drink? I've got a bottle stashed in my quarters..."

>[]I most certainly do. Let's go.
>[]A little couldn't hurt...
>[]Sorry, I'm a huge lightweight.
>[]Other.
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>>1769895
>[]I most certainly do. Let's go.
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>>1769895
>>[]I most certainly do. Let's go.
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>>1769906
You cram the last of your food into your mouth and get up.

...

"Here."
Helena hands you a glass. You pour some wine into it and take a sip before sputtering.
"Ack! This is kinda strong..."
"Shit, I forgot to water it down."
Helena takes another bottle and mixes some of the contents into your drink. It's way more palatable now.
"Oh, thank you."
You wipe some tears from your eyes and lick your lips. This stuff was pretty tasty.
"Thanks for this."
"You're welcome."
You smile as the alcohol takes effect, warming you up and inducing a pleasant tingle. Helena fills her glass with a previously-unseen bottle.
"Huh? Thought you only had one bottle."
"One mixed bottle. I was gonna make that other one later, but you can have it."
You shrug. Whatever. Too confusing to keep track of. Too many bottles.
"So, Jack."
Helena lets her hair down and smiles.
"You got a woman in your life? Young, strong guy like yourself."

>[]I'm looking for one.
>[]Nope.
>[]You can't tell ANYONE about this, but... my half-sister kinda...
>[]Other.
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>>1769952
>[]I'm looking for one.
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>>1769952
>[]Get hit even more by the alcohol
>[]My h-half sister
>[]Burp
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>>1769986
Kek
Then stammer out a B-but
>>1769959
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>>1769986
"...what?"
"Wait--shit, no, she was--oh, my head's spinning."
You sputter and try to come up with something. Your eyes land on the bottle you used to dilute the alcohol.
"What did you pull in my drink, Helena?"
"Something to lighten the mood. Didn't think you'd go spilling your secrets."
She stands up and walks over to you.
"Looks like I've got you cornered."
You fight back the dizziness.
"Gods... what are you doing?"
"You had sex with your sister? I heard that the Order had some perverts in command, but I never imagined anything like this..."
You open your mouth to protest, but Helena shushes you.
"I won't tell anyone. Not while I could get some fun out of you."
She takes off her pants, revealing a locked chastity belt.
"I'm part of this little fringe cult in Adasser's Order, you see. Long story short, this isn't coming off until someone willingly unlocks it for me... you mind?"
What the hell... is this your imagination? Is this real? You have no idea what you've been drugged with, it might be inducing hallucinations.

>[]I guess I don't have a choice.
>[]I know how this works! I'm not releasing a monster anytime soon!
>[]Why are you wearing that? Why are you targeting me? WHAT'S GOING ON!?
>[]Other.
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>>1770104
>[]Kasai genes activate
>[]Why are you wearing that? Why are you targeting me? WHAT'S GOING ON!?
>[]REEEEEEE
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>>1770104
>[]Why are you wearing that? Why are you targeting me? WHAT'S GOING ON!?
take her
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>>1770139
>take her
What do you mean anon?
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>>1770156
I believe it's slang for having your way with someone.
Rough sex.
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>>1770172
I didn't want to believe it but...
>>1770139
Seconding
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>>1770172
well she did drug us but dont rape her, just make sure she know kasai genes :P
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>>1770135
>>1770139
How bout Aisha genes activate?
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>>1770762
And fuck her brains out?
Nah my dude, let's have dat gtfa from me Kasai gene before being subdued into Intercourse
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>>1770770
More like we accidentally turn her super horny, so much she can no longer think, but we still don't want to be sexed up. So we are now running all drugged out.
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>>1770135
>>1770139
You mutter incoherently to yourself. Helena looks at you worriedly.
"...are you okay?"
"I can't think I can't breathe there's babies in the fuckin' sun..."
You try to calm down. Whatever this drug was, it had some sort of aphrodisiac in it. If you just go with the flow, this panicked feeling should subside.
"It's okay, I'm okay... oh yeah, I'll get that for you."
You reach down and start fiddling with Helena's chastity belt. How does this open...
The lock pops open, and the belt disappears.
"Oh, thank the gods! Jack, thank you too!"
She wraps her arms around you and laughs. You pick her up and carry her to her bed.
"Mm, good idea. I've been aching down there for a while."
"So you drugged me for this? I would've had sex with you if you'd just asked."
"Well..."
Helena kisses you and moans softly.
"I thought it'd be more fun. No awkwardness or inhibitions in the way."
Well, she's about to get what she wants. Your crotch feels like it's going to explode.
You lay Helena down, take off your pants, and climb on top of her. She's soaking wet already.
"H-hey, let me--"
You thrust your cock all the way inside her in a single, rough motion. The tip hits her cervix, nearly forcing you to climax.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Helena arches her back and pants heavily, looking up at you helplessly.
"Did you cum from that?"
"Yeah..." she says, clumsily pulling her shirt off. "Keep going!"
You slowly thrust in and out as Helena pulls you down to kiss her. She lets out a little scream with every inward thrust of your hips, wrapping her arms and legs around you as she approaches climax again.
"P-please, do it inside me..."
Her eyes roll back as you cum inside her. Helena's scream is cut off as you lean down and kiss her.
"F-fuck, Jack..."
You pull out of her pussy and lie down next to her.
"You were amazing."

>[]It's only my second time, I doubt I'm that good.
>[]What was up with that belt?
>[]You were pretty good, too.
>[]Other.
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>>1770880
I wonder what a psychologist would think after reading this thread.
He'd probably want me in a straitjacket.
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>>1771362
>>[]It's only my second time, I doubt I'm that good.
and
>>[]What was up with that belt?
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>>1771372
He probably would want us all in a straight jacket.
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>>1771374
Seconding
>>1771372
>>1771386
Tru dat
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>all of us
>in ONE straitjacket
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>>1771374
"Well..."
Helena sits up.
"The cult I'm part of... we believe sex is the ultimate pinnacle of love, and should be shared with everyone. That belt was put on me when I hit puberty, and couldn't be taken off until someone outside the city willingly did it for me."
You raise an eyebrow.
"So you're supposed to share sex, but you physically can't until you're outside the city?"
"It's supposed to make sure the cult spreads. And denying orgasm for years makes the actual moment during your first time more intense. But I'm pretty sure whoever came up with it was just a sadist."
"Well, I guess it makes some sort of--wait, you were a virgin?"
"Yep. Well, I had some 'training', but no actual sex."
Oh. Well, you guess you'd be kind of eager to get that off if you'd been in her position.
"Why me, though? There's plenty of guys around."
Helena smiles and cuddles up against you.
"I'd heard that Alagos's descendants were huge perverts. So I might as well see if I could bed the Imperator's son. Good thing you came along, I was starting to have second thoughts."
She sits on your lap and kisses you.
"Ah... so, you wanna keep going? You can do anything you want to me..."

>[]Well, I can't pass up an opportunity like that. (I might write some kinky shit for this one)
>[]I'm kinda tired. Let me go make sure Uncle Castiel doesn't have any chores for me or something.
>[]Can't we have a few dinners or something? This is how my parents got hitched...
>[]Other.
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>>1771562
>>[]Can't we have a few dinners or something? This is how my parents got hitched...
And how do you feel about swamps?
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>>1771569
Seconding
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>>1771569
"I'm... pretty neutral on the subject of swamps. Why?"
"Thought you might want to come with me."
Helena sighs and frowns.
"I'd probably drown if I went with you, and there wouldn't be any good times to have fun... besides, I've got a post here."
She gives you a hug.
"Sorry, Jack."
"It's fine. I should've expected something like that."
You sit there for a while before Helena gets up.
"Well, I'm hungry again. That took a lot out of me. But I should really clean myself up first... want to join me?"
She leans against the doorframe of her bathroom, grinning.

>[]I'd love to.
>[]As long as we don't get too crazy.
>[]I'm good.
>[]Other.
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>>1771972
>>[]I'd love to.
>>
>[]I'd love to
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>>1772027
>>1772244
You follow Helena into the shower. It's a little cramped, but there's enough room to move around. There were some communal baths on board, but the whole 'communal' aspect would kind of ruin what you're about to do.
Helena turns the shower knob. Hot water starts streaming down your bodies.
"This is the best part about joining up..." she sighs, pressing her ass into your hips.
You run your hands up her body, stopping at her breasts.
"Huh... I've never touched these. So firm."
Helena puts her hands over yours, massaging her breasts before moving one of your hands to her crotch.
You rub her nipple and clit between your fingers. She moans and starts sliding her ass up and down your cock.
"Put it in..."
She stops you as you rub the head of your cock against her pussy.
"N-no..."
She sticks two fingers in her ass, getting it nice and wet.
"In there."
...well, she's the boss.
Just to make sure, you stick your cock in her pussy to get it lubed up before slowly penetrating her asshole.
It's tight. Almost too tight.
When you get about halfway through, Helena involuntarily clenches, sending a jolt of pain through your dick.
"Gh--! Sorry." she says, leaning against the wall and whispering to herself.
"Don't clench, it won't hurt you..."
Eventually, you make it all the way in.
"I'm gonna start thrusting now, okay?"
Helena nods.
You move your hips slowly back and forth. She whimpers and moves your hand back to her crotch. You stick two fingers inside her pussy and feel around.
"You okay?"
"...feels like taking a shit. Harder!"
She lets out a little scream as you pick up speed. You think you've found her g-spot as well.
"Fuck... yes, YES! HARDER!"
You cum hard into her ass. She lets out a strangled moan and has her own orgasm.
"J-Jack..."
You keep her from collapsing to the floor.
"Put me down..."
She kneels and starts licking your cock clean.
"Uh, that's been in--"
"I don't care... mm..."

Well, now's a good time to think about what's next.

>[]Get some dinner. Again. This was tiring.
>[]Find your quarters and unpack.
>[]Ask Castiel how long this journey's gonna take.
>[]Other.
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>>1772290
>[]Get some dinner. Again. This was tiring.
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>>1772292
Seconding
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>>1772290
>>[]Get some dinner. Again. This was tiring.
>>
>>1772292
>>1772380
You get dressed. Helena lies down on her bed.
"You coming?"
"I'll be down when I can feel my legs again."
"Ah. Sorry."
She chuckles.
"Don't be. It's a nice feeling."

...

You sit down a little ways away from anyone else. You'd only be on this fortress for about three days, if anyone wants to socialize, they'll have to come to you.
Castiel gets up and clears his throat. The fortress staff looks at him.
"I wish to inform you of the reason for our departure from the usual route of patrol. My sister wished that I 'give Jackie a lift' to the Salamandria border. As she is a dear relative, as well as the Imperator, I have no choice but to comply."
"Is there at least somewhere we can go on leave?" a disgruntled man asks.
"The southern region of Diubes is not a strategically sound location for going on leave. What few villages there are do not have any comfortable eating or sleeping arrangements. And the area is pervaded by the smell of the unwashed."
This is met with grumbling. These guys must've been up here a while.
Castiel sits down and goes back to eating what looks like oatmeal. Helena sits down next to you.
IMMEDIATELY, a Salamander guy comes up to your table. You should have girls sit next to you more often.
"Helena, I've been nice to you for months, but as soon as this guy shows up you sit with him?"
He licks his eyeball. His species doesn't have to do that, he's just being weird.
"Marcin, are you trying to flirt with me or just trying to bother the new guy?"
"I can do both."

>[]Well, have a seat.
>[]Uh... hi. I'm Jack.
>[]If this guy's bothering you, I'll rough him up.
>[]Other.
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>>1773411
>He licks his eyeball. His species doesn't have to do that, he's just being weird.
Kek
>[]Uh... hi. I'm Jack.
>[]You guys up for a threesome? (nonchalantly)
>[]Continue eating
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>>1773411
>>[]Uh... hi. I'm Jack.
>[]Well, have a seat.
>>1773474
We don't have to go the route our parents and grand parents went.
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>>1773494
I don't think he'll accept honestly
Just wanna tease them a little
>>
>[]You guys up for a threesome? (nonchalantly)

I'll taking her from behind, You can watch in a corner
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>>1773474
>>1773494
>>1773565
"Well, that would be farther than I've gotten."
Marcin sits down.
"Name's Marcin. Helena just ruined my introduction. In case you don't know her, I don't think she's ever been able to cum."
Helena scoffs.
"You were right until about an hour ago."
"...as much as I'd like to hear that story, I'll save it for later. Anyway, you're Jack, right? Everyone's heard about your whole kidnapping thing. Tell me, did you actually bite out the Traitor's throat?"
You nearly choke on your food.
"No. The stories have been greatly exaggerated."
"Shame."
Helena clears her throat.
"Jack, Marcin here is one of our fellow crewmates. You probably outrank him, so if he's annoying you, send him to clean the toilets."
"I'll happily clean your toilet any time, Helena. Maybe I can catch whoever's been stealing your underwear while I'm at it."
"Please don't."

>[]So, Marcin. What's your specialty?
>[]Hey, did you know Helena wore a chastity belt?
>[]You been to Salamandria? I could use some tips on what's out there.
>[]Other.
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>>1773941
>>[]You been to Salamandria? I could use some tips on what's out there.
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>>1773961
"Nope. My dad was born there, but he walked right out as soon as he could. He didn't like to talk about it. Is anyone going with you?"
"Nope."
Marcin shakes his head.
"I'd be hesitant to step in there with a full squad."
You shrug.
"Grandpa Alagos has my back if anything goes wrong. But yeah, I don't think Mom's got a good grasp on how the difficulty curve is supposed to go."
Marcin doesn't make any comment. Wise choice, criticizing the Imperator usually doesn't end well.
"Well, I'm gonna go back to my dinner." Marcin says, getting up and stretching.
"Good to meet you, Jack. If you have any single female friends, tell them about me."
"Well, I have a half-sister..."
Helena raises an eyebrow after he leaves.
"Thought you were 'involved' with her?"
"More like she jumped me and I was too confused to resist."

>[]Do you know where my quarters are?
>[]You wanna take a walk around the fortress?
>[]Tell me about yourself. All I know is that cult thing.
>[]Other.
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>>1774093
>>[]Tell me about yourself. All I know is that cult thing.
Do you want to spar?
Not like that.
>>
>>1774093
>[]Tell me about yourself. All I know is that cult thing.
>[]While we walk around the fortress.
>>
>[]Tell me about yourself. All I know is that cult thing.>>1774104
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>>1774166
kek
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>>1774104
"I guess a quick spar might do me some good."

...

You position Helena's thumb so she isn't gonna sprain it again.
"Okay, right hook."
"Uh... hya!"
(Oh shit Helena just rolled a 20)
Her hand hits your open palm in perfect form. The speed, the power... it was perfect! Just enough energy to deck someone without overdoing it.
"Uh... did I do good?"
You blink.
"Uh, pretty good. Let's try a few more."
Helena shrugs and goes through the motions. You try not to have a King Fu-gasm at how weirdly good she is at this.
"So... tell me about yourself."
"What's there to tell? I was raised following two religious teachings, trained in sexual rituals and techniques when I hit puberty, and joined up with the Order a few years ago."
Looks like you'll have to get her to open up...

>[]How about your family? Any siblings?
>[]Hm... what sort of sexual rituals?
>[]You ever had any conflict in your religious upbringing? Does Alagos clash with Adasser a lot?
>[]Other.
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>>1774594
>>[]You ever had any conflict in your religious upbringing? Does Alagos clash with Adasser a lot?
Night stormy
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>>1774617
"There were a few times, I guess. Adasser says to be kind to your enemies. Alagos says that if you can't reconcile or make them useful, don't have anything to do with them."
Yeah...
Your grandfather was depicted as a literal and figurative force of nature. Faster than any other, intelligence rivaling the greatest minds among the gods, enough raw strength to rip a planet in two. Alagos was a cold, calculating man. Every year, thousands are lost to his storms and swept away without a second thought.
That's what they say.
Of course, the man you know has an unending appetite for cereal, gives personalities to his body pillows, and semi-jokingly harasses almost every woman he sees. That's not to mention the autism.
While you'd been assured otherwise by your grandmother, you just can't imagine him angry or cold.
"I think that you should adapt to best fit the situation." you say, blocking Helena's next punch.
"There will sometimes be people that just have to be put down. And sometimes, there will be someone decent who just made a bad decision. While pleasing the gods is a fine goal, it won't mean anything if you're sickened with yourself."
Helena chuckles.
"A soldier and a philosopher. You should be in charge of the Order's doctrine."
"Nah. I wouldn't be patient enough to write scripture."

>[]Ask another question about her.
>[]Alright, let's see how well you can block attacks.
>[]Go to bed. You should rest while you can.
>[]Other.
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>>1774759
>[]Go to bed. You should rest while you ca
She can follow if she likes
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>>1774818
Seconding
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>>1774818
"Oh, I'd love to help you settle in."
"Great. Let's go."

...

You sigh and lie down in bed. It felt good to have something soft under you after that spar.
Helena joins you, wearing nothing but a bra.
"...I'm kinda tired, Helena."
"I know, I just don't have any underwear. The belt made it unnecessary."
You lie next to each other awkwardly.
Am I supposed to do something..?
"Is this the first time you've slept next to a girl, Jack?"
You gulp.
"Uh, yeah. Well, maybe when I was little..."
"I'll try not to grind my teeth or anything, then."
Helena rolls onto her side.
"You really don't have to--"
"I used you, least I can do is warm up your bed. Just put your arm around me... yeah, like that. Mmm..."
You somehow manage to go to sleep, despite the anxiety. What the hell are you supposed to do with your other arm?

...

Wet...
You open your eyes and nearly let out a cry of surprise.
Why is there a woman in your bed?
Oh, right. Helena. How could you have forgotten?
"Mmh, Jack..."
Helena starts grinding against your pelvis. That must be the wet feeling that woke you up.

>[]Wake her up. Breakfast takes top priority.
>[]Contemplate how your life got to this point.
>[]Stick it in. Might as well have some fun.
>[]Other.
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>>1775155
>[]Contemplate how your life got to this point.
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>>1775173
>[]Then go have dinner
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>>1775155
>>[]Contemplate how your life got to this point.
>>[]Stick it in. Might as well have some fun.
>>
>Kiss her on the forehead then get food.
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>>1775513
Changing to this
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>>1775513
Supporting
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>>1775513
Yeah... how HAD this happened?
You'd gotten here and gone to the training hall, Helena had asked for your help, she sprained her thumb, you took her to the infirmary and then dinner as an apology, then she asked if you wanted to have a drink, then she drugged you and had you take off a chastity belt... which might've had unforseen consequences.
Oh, well. As long as you didn't unleash some kind of demon, everything should be fine. Besides, succubi already exist, and could probably stamp out anything new that came along.
...
Dammit, out of all the females you could've met here, you had to get the one that was both super kinky and super inexperienced. It must be a family curse. Fucking demons.
You give Helena a kiss on the forehead and get up. Can't go without food.

...

You adjust your grip on the tray as you open the door to your quarters.
"Helena, I've got breakfast."
She rubs her eyes and sits up.
"Breakfast in bed? Didn't think you were so romantic."
"Well, you weren't about to get your ass up anytime soon. Besides, you were the one who insisted on cuddling."
You set the tray down on your desk and take a sip of milk. Delicious.
Helena slides out from under the covers and joins you.
"I guess I can forgive you not being there when I woke up."
"Well, my underwear was getting soaked."
Her cheeks flush slightly.
"Ah. Sorry."

>[]Where can I hide in this place? I don't want to do chores.
>[]Hey, let's see if we can find where I was kept prisoner.
>[]I guess I should report to uncle soon...
>[]Well, now that we're up and energetic...
>[]Other.
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>>1776067
>>[]Well, now that we're up and energetic...
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>>1776067
>>[]Hey, let's see if we can find where I was kept prisoner.
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>>1776077
Seconding
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>>1776077
>>[]Hey, let's see if we can find where I was kept prisoner.
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>>1776077
"Oh, yeah. This was where it happened. Does anything look familiar?"
You give Helena a look of disapproval.
"I was an infant. So, no."
"Just asking..."
She gathers up her clothes and grimaces.
"I'll be with you in a minute... need to go get something that doesn't smell."

...

"Where the hell..." you mutter, looking around the hall.
You were kept near the main office, which had a view of outside. But this place was so confusing, it's like it was rearranged by those magic nukes.
"Here it is." Helena says, stopping in front of a door.
'CASTIEL, CAPTAIN.'
You step inside. Your uncle was out for the time being, and his office had undoubtedly been remodeled. Still, it was part of Order history.
Outside, on the walkway, someone had placed a few flowers held down with a rock.
"Must be the Traitor's grave." Helena comments. "Wonder who put those there."
"Grandmother, probably. She always regretted what happened."
You stand there, staring at the landscape below. It's almost like you can feel a presence hovering beyond the walkway, as if the Traitor's soul was trying to claw its way out of the Void.
You'd had nightmares as a little kid. Secret rituals, intense pain, occultic ravings... and a pair of maniacal eyes staring down at your weak, helpless form.
Whether these were actually memories from your time here or delusions you'd thought up wasn't quite clear.
In any case, this fortress had been purified. There was no trace of the Void left anywhere.
"You okay, Jack?" Helena asks.

>[]Yep.
>[]Just melancholic... memories of grandma and all.
>[]No. I need a hug.
>[]Other.
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>>1776443
>>[]Just melancholic... memories of grandma and all.
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>>1776459
Fuck grandma
>>1776443
>[]Yep, just hold me baby
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>>1776537
Don't let her hear you say that.
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>>1776537
Fuck Crystal*
Krystal's cool tho
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>>1776537
>>1776563 (wouldn't she be your grand aunt, though..?)
"Just give me a hug."
You lift Helena up and squeeze.
"H-hey! Put me down--"
"Greetings."
"GAAAAAH!"
You nearly drop her before whirling around. Your uncle stands in the doorway.
"I see we are embracing one another. Allow me to join in."
"UHHHHHH--"
Helena is crushed as Castiel wraps his arms tightly around the both of you.
"U-uncle..."
"Can't breeeeathe..."
He let's go before Helena passes out.
"Did you wish to see me about something?"

>[]No...
>[]Reporting for duty, Sir.
>[]Can I date one of your subordinates?
>[]Other.
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>>1776738
>[]Reporting for duty, Sir!
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>>1776738
>>[]Reporting for duty, Sir.
Looks like our uncle needs some friends.
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>>1776738
>>[]Reporting for duty, Sir.
Do you want to go get some drinks later?
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>>1776748
>>1776758 (he only needs his father's approval)
>>1776774
"I will have to decline your offer. Alcohol was almost certainly a factor in the death of the Imperator Supremis. And why have you not saluted?"
You place your right fist over your heart.
"Good child. Now, your assignment shall be to teach miss Helena here how to punch things competently. She has proved lacking in that area."
You snicker inwardly. He's basically given you a vacation. Sure, it's only two days, and you'll have to go through hell at the end, but still.
"Despite its convenience, I must ask why Helena happened to be with you in my office. And embracing, no less."

>[]She asked me to help her with CQC. I was teaching her some wrestling moves.
>[]We might be... involved.
>[]Just gotta hug someone sometimes, man.
>[]Other.
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>>1776832
To help keep moral up, sir.
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>>1776835
Castiel pats you on the shoulder.
"A worthwhile endeavor. It will also have the added benefit of rooting out spies within this fortress."
You raise an eyebrow.
"How so?"
"Traitors do not like hugs."
Well, you haven't seen much evidence to suggest otherwise.
"Well, we won't keep you." Helena says.
"Yes. I have much contemplation to attend to."
Castiel sits in his chair and stares rigidly at a point on his desk.
He does that a lot. He's a fucking legend when it comes to the Quiet Game. Grandpa forgot that he was still playing it and thought Castiel had gone deaf once.
You shut the door and sigh.
"Well, that was fun."
"I won't deny that."
You start walking to the training hall.
"Hey, Jack? What's your goal in life? What do you plan on using your position for?"
"That's a pretty personal question. But I guess I'll have to confide in someone eventually. I'll need friends to assist my rise to power."

>[]I want fame and glory.
>[]I want to follow in grandpa's footsteps and build a harem.
>[]I just wanna kill things.
>[]I want to help people :)
>[]Other.
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>[]I want to help people :)
But I wouldn't be opposed to get fame, glory and a harem as a side effect of helping people
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>>1776931
Supporting and harem all the way
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>>1776931
>>1776943
"I want to help people... but if I just do happen to earn fame, glory, and the favor of several members of the opposite sex, I wouldn't mind."
Helena looks up at you.
"Oh, really? Well, I wouldn't mind helping you with that. I've wondered what it'd be like with a woman."
"Well, grandma didn't mind. Or Mom... I'll see if I can find a cute lizard girl while I'm out in the swamps. The chances are slim, but I'll probably find one anyway."

...

"Okay, Helena. Just focus and try to block my fist, okay?"
She nods and holds up her arms.
"...now!"
You throw a right hook. Helena flinches, and you stop just before hitting her.
"It's okay, just try again."
Twice more, she flinches. The third time, she actually blocks you.
"Yeah, there we go! Okay, one more time."
You go for another right hook. Helena's hands come up a little too late. Your fist accidentally connects with her head.
"OW! FUCK!"
She hisses and kicks you in the shin. Hard.
"SHIT!"
You hop up and down on one foot while Helena goes to find an ice pack. You sit down on a bench, nursing your wounds.
"...so you can dish it out, but you can't take it."
"I'm gonna have a fuckin' headache..." she growls.

>[]I can give you a hug.
>[]I'm sorry... can I do anything to help?
>[]Just keep that ice on it. Ignore the pain.
>[]Other.
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>>1777483
>[]I'm sorry... can I do anything to help? A hug perhaps?
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>>1777530
supporting
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>>1777530
>>1777706
"Here, I'll give you a hug."
You gently pat her on the back.
"I'm sorry for punching you in the head."
"I'm sorry for kicking you in the shins." Helena mutters.
"...you know, you're actually pretty good at punching things." you say.
Helena snorts.
"It's true. I thought I was gonna get bruises on my palms yesterday. Have you ever taken lessons?"
"Nope. Never."
You both sit there for a while. Helena eventually squirms out of your embrace and stands up.
"Well, we can't just sit here all day. Someone would complain. I know a nice, quiet corner behind some pipes..."

>[]I like the sound of that.
>[]How about we take another walk? I kinda like being outside at this altitude.
>[]Uh, I was actually thinking I could get some target practice in...
>[]Other.
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>>1779416
>[]How about we take another walk? I kinda like being outside at this altitude.
>[]Timeskip
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>>1779433
"Well, I guess. We can take a detour to look at that spot..."

Two days of training, walks, and irregular but intense fucking later, you stand at attention, ready to be teleported to the surface.
"Jack... good luck down there." Helena says. The other crew members snicker. It had kinda gotten out that you two were intimate. Not that it was subtle, with your walking around giving each other sappy looks.
"Jack, make sure you check that your head is on straight every morning." Castiel says.
"I, uh... I will, uncle."
"Good. Do not die, your mother would be rather upset."
She murdered people when you were kidnapped, if you were killed she'd probably seal off Diluvium and threaten mass ritualistic suicide if the gods didn't return you.
You feel a tug in your gut and find yourself standing ankle-deep in still water. Fortunately, your armor should deter the little biting insects.
You cock your pistol. "Commencing Operation Ebony Devil... now."
*beep beep!*
"Dammit."
You pick up the codec.
"Jack, did you know you'll suffer a gunshot wound if you get shot--"
"Mom, is there an actual reason you're calling?"
"Yes... COME HOME, THIS WAS A BAD IDEA! PLEASE, I JUST WANT TO HOLD YOU LIKE WHEN YOU WERE A BABYYYYYYYYYYYY"
"Mom, I'm too big."
"AND I CAN READ YOU CHILDREN'S BOOKS AND SING SONGS AND FEED YOU MY--"
"Mom!"
"...sorry."
You sigh.
"Look, it'll be fine. I'll call if anything unexpected happens, okay?"
Mom sniffs.
"Okay."
"Good. I'm hanging up now."
"JACKIEEEEE--"
You hang up and start forward.
(This is where I'd animate Jack wandering through marshes set to melancholic music, but I have none of the skills required... I'll just passive-aggressively ask for fanart)
"Is someone following me..?" you ask, turning around. Ripples... were they from a person? Leaves? Your imagination?
"Fuck, I understand why Krystal drank so much. I haven't even killed anyone and I'm going insane."

...

You crouch down behind a fallen log. Ahead is a woman, sitting on a rock and just sort of basking in the sun. Nothing really interesting about her, besides the locale. And the fact that she's got a snake's tail instead of legs.

>[]Hello, ma'am! Can you lead me to the Skull of Shadows?
>[]Put your hands up. Who are you? What're you doing out here?
>[]AAAAAH KILL IT! (D20)
>[]Other.
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>>1780728
I don't even know how he looks like
>[]Lamia
>[]Shit taste Jackie
>[]Move On and sneak away
Now that i think about it, i don't know how a lot of chars look like
>>
(Also I'm going to bed)
G'night op
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>>1780758 (he looks like a blue-haired elf in a semi-modern suit of armor)
You scoff and slip past the lamia. You're not interested. She'd be in a position to strangle you too often for your comfort.
She was going to try and eat you, anyway.
Your journey continues. Yay.

...

"...when I hear that freight train whistle blowin', that's my song, that's my sooooong--"
CRACK!
You dive behind a tree and try to desperately slow down your heart rate.
"Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy shit."
There's a sniper out there. And you didn't see ANYTHING.
"Nobody mentioned invisible snipers!"
Splinters fly off the side of your tree.
"Gaa-AAAaaah!"
You crouch lower.
"Has he got a bead on me?"
You pick up a stick and hold it out to your right.
...
This is the part where he shoots it.
Okay, left then.
BANG!
The stick disintegrates.

>[]He must not have a good view of your left. Run for it!
>[]Blind fire. (D20)
>[]Sit here. He's gotta lose patience sometime.
>[]Other.
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>>1780998
>Shout back where you came "SNIIPER!" Flank that motherfucker, (direction) GOGOGO. Then sneak a little and try to get a peek.
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>>1781237
You take a deep breath before yelling "SNIPER!" at the top of your lungs.
A grenade splashes into the water to your left. You bolt for a nearby boulder, praying desperately for the gods to save you.
BOOM!
Water splashes against you, but no other damage has been inflicted. Well, the tree's gone.
You duck behind the boulder and gasp for breath. Adrenaline courses through your veins.
"That was fucking awful... and I STILL didn't see that sniper!"
A bullet whips past your hiding spot.
"What the fuck!? So he could see me the whole time? STOP FIRING, ASSHOLE! YOU'RE WASTING BULLETS!"

>[]Fuck it, you've got a pretty good idea of where he should be. Throw your own grenade.
>[]Run for it. Maybe he's just trying to scare you away from this area.
>[]MOM WHAT THE FUCK DO I DO
>[]Other.
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>>1781261
>[]Fuck it, you've got a pretty good idea of where he should be. Throw your own grenade.
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>>1781261
>>[]Fuck it, you've got a pretty good idea of where he should be. Throw your own grenade
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>>1781263
>>1781286
What was it that grandpa used to say..? Oh, yeah.
"Here, follow the happy ball!"
You can hear someone curse and start running for it. This guy must've heard Krystal say that exact thing at one point.
Still, you throw the grenade. It goes off, and you can clearly hear a cry of panic.
You run toward the sniper, SMG at the ready.
"There you are..."
The sniper's wearing armor painted with muddy browns and greens. Camoflauge.
"Hold it!"
You put the barrel of your gun to his head.
"Okay, okay... we can talk about this."
"Stop moving your hand!"
The sniper shoves a flashbang into your face just as it goes off. You flail and barely manage not to fall into the swamp water.
When your vision clears, the sniper is long gone.
...at least he won't be shooting at you for a while.

...

"AAAAAAA HERE WE FUCKIN GO."
You haul yourself up onto an upraised patch of ground. This would do nicely for a camp.
You clean off your armor, eat some rations, yell at the moon for a while, then go to sleep.

...

Something's poking your face.
It isn't stopping.
"Chere! Go waaaaan!"
The hell...
You sit up and wearily rub your eyes, wincing at the harsh sunlight.
...there is a Salamander child looking up at you. He points to your ears.
"Galakma, chere!"

>[]Where's your mom, kid?
>[]Shoo, I don't have any money.
>[]I HAVE A GUN, DON'T FUCKING TEST ME! WHO SENT YOU?
>[]Other.
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>>1781314
>Offer formal greetings, but dont state affiliation. Try to multitask looking for more ppl and finding your gun too.
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>>1781314
>[]Where's your mom, kid?
>>
>>1781407
Seconding
>[]Is she hot?
>>
Do we have internet? Maybe we should google translate what he's saying?

>Offer the small child food
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>>1781369
>>1781407
>>1781787
You look down at the child.
"Where's your mom?"
"Bafa nata octis."
Well, you don't have google translate. It probably can't translate 'Lizard', either.
Besides, he might just be babbling like toddlers do sometimes.
"Well, whatever. Here, have food."
You hand him some of your ration and go outside.
There isn't any sign of a village or anything. Either he's been living by himself, or he wandered away from his mom while out walking.
"Great. Fucking fantastic."

>[]Try communicating with pictures.
>[]Drop him off at the nearest village.
>[]Strike camp and continue. This kid can find his own way back.
>[]Other.
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>[]Try communicating with pictures.
>>
>>1781963
>[]Try communicating with pictures
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>>1781963
>[]Try communicating with pictures.
>>
>>1782360
>>1782124
>>1782354
You pick up a stick and draw a small stick figure holding the hand of a larger stick figure in the dirt.
"Where is your mother?" you ask, circling the larger stick figure. You point the stick at the smaller one, then back at him in case he misunderstands.
He points off into the distance sadly.
"Euskaraz hitz egingo du."
You erase the smaller figure and draw it farther away. Then you draw yourself next to it, with an arrow pointing toward the mother.
"I will help you find your way back."
"Utzi nire burua, puta!"
He seems happy about this. You strike camp and consult your map. Nearest village is about ten miles away. It's not hard to find, you can almost see the giant trees from here. This kid's probably just scared of walking all that way by himself, as he should be.
"Come on, kid. Let's go."
"Hiltzea, espero dut!"

...

"Crap!"
You hold your SMG up as the large, scaly creature lumbers toward you. The only thing worse than gators was roided-up fantasy gators.
A fucking gigantic mosquito lands on the gator and stabs straight through it's armor with it's feeding tube.
"Oh, SHIT."

>[]Bug spray flamethrower.
>[]Shoot it.
>[]Grab the lizard kid and run for it.
>[]Other.
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>>1783460
>[]Grab the lizard kid and run for it.
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>>1783460
>>[]Grab the lizard kid and run for it.
Lets nope outa here.
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>>1783575
Yeah, fuck that.
You tuck the kid under your arm and make a run for it.
The mosquito flies after you, blood dripping from its feeding tube.
A rifle shot rings through the air. A heavy branch falls from a tree and crushes the mosquito, though it barely misses you.
"What the hell!? Was that the sniper from earlier..?"
You peek out from behind a tree and manage to barely spot him.
"I knew it! That guy is fucking evil."
You set the kid down, throw a grenade, and start back toward the village.
"STOP FOLLOWING ME, ASSHOLE!"

...

You halt as the Salamander guard says something in his language. You point to the kid and hold your hands up.
They have an exchange before the guard beckons you into the village.

>[]Well, let's go.
>[]Be cautious. This guy's armed.
>[]I'm good, I should really be going...
>[]Other.
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>>1783941
>[]Well, let's go.
>>
>>1784001
You shrug and go along with them. Might as well see if they give you a reward. Money, an artifact... hey, maybe they have slaves down here. If she isn't interested you could just set her free and feel like a good person.
You're directed to a hut with a Star of Aeneth painted crudely on the door. There must be a healer inside.
Sure enough, there's a wizened old man tending to a Salamander's broken arm. He adjusts his glasses and peers at you.
You can't make out his race. Probably a crossbreed. You can make out Sylph and Orc features... maybe a little Imp blood, unless he's just naturally short.
"Ah. An Order mercenary, this far south?"
He squints.
"Alagos, eh? Well, it's a big village. I'm sure someone around here is lecherous enough to suit your tastes."
You start to protest before the man cackles.
"Ah, don't take that so seriously."
He sends the Salamander away with a pat on the shoulder before shaking your hand.
"My name is Malcom, I've been tending to these people for a long time, now. They knew not to pour sewage in their drinking water, but disease was still rampant in this area."
Malcom cracks his back and groans.
"Come, let's take a walk. It's good for my joints."
You and the healer set off across one of the many walkways crisscrossing the swamp. Strange, spongelike plants occasionally spew yellowish spores into the air.
...well, it can't be that bad if people live next to them.
"So, what brings you down here, mister..?"
"Jack. My name's Jack."

>[]I'm looking for a Void artifact.
>[]Like you said, an exotic Salamander woman. Preferably speaking Common.
>[]Classified, sorry.
>[]Other.
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>>1784196
>[]Like you said, an exotic Salamander woman.
>[]And a Void artifact if I can manage it.
Goin to bed op, Goodnight!
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>>1784196
>[]I'm looking for a Void artifact.
>[]Like you said, an exotic Salamander woman. Preferably speaking Common.
>>
>>1784227
>>1784338
"Well, those are worthy goals. Assuming you aren't planning on using the artifact for nefarious purposes."
You shrug.
"Edict 31 states that 'any force or artifact utilizing potentially unstable means will be locked away. Under no circumstances should the Void, or any other nefarious entity, be used as a means to an end.' Krystal said that people meddling with things beyond their understanding results in about 40% of the world's problems."
Malcom chuckles.
"A wise woman, your Imperator."
"Did you know her?"
"No, but I saw her once. That was more than enough for me."
He sighs and leans against the bridge's railing.
"Well, I can offer little advice on either of your goals. I believe I know the location you're headed for... some of the young women around here speak Common, and I'm sure they would relish a chance to travel abroad. Of course, you'd need to sufficiently impress their parents first."
Ah. Well, you doubt they'd find your ability to curl your tongue very impressive.
"Will you be staying here?"

>[]Yep. No longer than a week, though.
>[]Just for the night.
>[]No, I should keep moving. I've strayed far enough from my path as it is.
>[]Other.
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>>1784390
>[]Yep. No longer than a week, though.
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>>1784449
"I understand. The surrounding swamps aren't exactly a nice place to be... in fact, I'm stuck here. If I did want to leave, I'd most likely be hunted down by any number of creatures, assuming the ferals didn't pick up my scent first."
Malcom pats you on the shoulder.
"If you need anything, feel free to ask me or the chief. The villagers should be able to understand you enough to lead you to either of us."
You nod.
"Thanks, Malcom."

...

You sigh and stare out the window of your new room. The landscape was a little greener here than outside, and the air had a vaguely sweet smell. It was definitely better than spending the night on a soggy patch of mud masquerading as a hill.
But by the gods, is the humidity awful. There's practically no breeze, and what little there is brings nasty swamp odor with it. You're probably going to wake up soaked with sweat and gasping for breath.

>[]Well, might as well see if any ladies are interested in you.
>[]Keep an eye on the village's outskirts. The sniper was still close.
>[]Ask if anyone can build a boat that works in two feet of water.
>[]Other.
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>>1785071
>[]Keep an eye on the village's outskirts. The sniper was still close.
>>
>>1785071
>>[]Keep an eye on the village's outskirts. The sniper was still close.
And lets try to sneak out when he isn't looking.
>>
>>1785107
>>1785324
You grab your spyglass and go out for a walk. Assuming that guy's still around, he would probably try taking you out before doing whatever it is he wants to do... hell, maybe he just wants you dead for no reason.
With that in mind, he would probably conceal himself where he can view a large chunk of the village and wait for you to come out.
You turn slowly in a circle and groan inwardly.
The village was constructed partly on these giant trees, partly on floating platforms. There was all manner of shrubbery and vantage points where people could be hiding. Sure, there were fewer near the village, but these people only usually needed to worry about longbows or crossbows.
You climb a tree as far as you're willing to go and peer through your spyglass.
"Let's see what's going on today..."
You pause while scanning some of the homes. Is that...
Yep. It's a young, female lizard lady masturbating on her bed. Judging from how her back's arching, she must be having a fun time.
Interesting how she's using her tail, there.
The lady in question lives highest up the tree, thus why she's comfortable with leaving her window open. Of course, she wasn't expecting anyone to climb all this way to watch her.
...you will DEFINITELY keep an eye out for her later.

>[]Scan the area again.
>[]Keep watching... for science.
>[]Leave. This was a productive trip.
>[]Other.
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>>1785451
>[]Scan the are again while peeking at her at random
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>>1785518
You keep watch, occasionally glancing back to the Salamander to see how she's doing. Maybe the humidity's done something to her brain, because she's still going.
And there it is... movement. Someone's stalking around the swamp and popping in and out of cover. It isn't the sniper, unless he changed his armor and loadout... maybe it's one of his friends or some other party.
Whoever it is, they're scouting out the area as well. Judging on how they seem to be looking toward the houses, they're searching for someone.

>[]See if you can get the guards to apprehend them.
>[]Do it yourself. This should be fun. (D20)
>[]Ignore them. You'll get serious if they actually do anything.
>[]Other.
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>>1785637
>[]See if you can get the guards to apprehend them.
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>>1785644
You go back down and get the attention of one of the guards.
With your impressive skill at charades, you manage to tell him that someone's lurking about, and maybe it'd be in their best interest if he and his buddies caught them.
The guard also uses his skills to tell you that that is an excellent idea.

...

Unfortunately, it seems that the intruder had other ideas. They must've seen you chatting with the guard... dammit.
Regardless, they're on their toes now.
You lean against the railing of a bridge and--what was that?
...
Just a frog. This mission's already making you jumpy...
Anyway.

>[]Go strike up a conversation with that girl from earlier.
>[]Look around for the intruder yourself. This HAS to be resolved. (D20)
>[]Ask Malcom if there's anywhere with good food.
>[]Other.
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>>1787160
>[]Go to the girls hut and climb onto the ceiling
If they want us they'll have to climb and intrude her home which will get the kicked out
Or us if we don't climb and sneak well enough
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>>1787229 (shit why didn't I have to roll a 20 for stealth)
You walk up to the girl's house, miraculously missing any pedestrians that might've been wondering what's going on. You walk in, going straight through her door and up onto a ceiling beam.
The girl's tuckered herself out, now. From this angle you notice that she'd been staring at a mirror while masturbating. Hot.
...was this the chief's house? Those things are expensive as fuck, especially down here. Maybe it's just enchanted glass.
Anyway, you've got plenty of food. You'll be able to stay up here a while, assuming nobody tosses a fireball in here.

...

You're awoken by a slap to the face.
"Ga--"
A hand clams around your mouth.
"Shh! Jack, you fucking idiot! Lower your voice!"
"...Helena?"
"Yes, it's me!"
"I thought--"
"Never mind what you thought, let's get the hell out of here! I'm not talking to you when someone right below us might wake up."
You nod slowly. She's right, it wouldn't be a good idea to have a most likely profanity-riddled conversation here. The girl below you probably wouldn't take kindly to that, unless she's kinky.
Getting out's gonna be a bitch, though...

Roll 1d20.
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Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>1787345
Damn you
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>>1787410
You and Helena start to get out as quietly as possible. Unfortunately, you just had to go stub your toe and cry out inadvertently.
The girl sits up and rubs her eyes before freezing.
A moment later, she does what most people would do if spec ops were in their room at night.
"AAAAAAAH!"
You grab Helena and leap out the window, regretting the decision instantly.

...

"Aaaaaaaaagh..."
"You okay?"
"No... my arm's dislocated."
Helena sighs.
"Let me get it."
She grabs your arm and pushes it back into its socket. You manage not to cry out.
"Jack, why the hell did you think that was a good idea?"
"I was desperate. Look, we didn't die, that's all we should be worried about."
You sit back and groan inwardly. You'd managed to get back to your room undetected, but if anyone comes by...
"Well, it was dark. She probably wouldn't recognize me."

>[]Anyway, why are you here?
>[]I'm glad you came, but why did you sneak around? You could've walked in.
>[]Did some asshole take potshots at you, too?
>[]Other.
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>>1787593
>[]Anyway, the fuk you doin here? I'm glad and all but why the sneaking?
>[]Snipers?
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>>1787603
"I was sneaking around because your mom didn't want you to know I was helping--"
"Wait, what? You were just following orders this--"
"Aisha called me just before you left the Stratofortress."
"Oh. Okay. How did she know to call you?"
"I have no idea."
You shrug and start getting ready for bed.
"Did you see any snipers coming this way, perchance?"
"No. Why?"
You swear under your breath.
"Someone has a murder boner for me. I don't even know why someone would want me dead... worst thing I've done was beat the shit out of a thug, but he was executed a week later."
Helena wraps her arms around you.
"Guess he's just an asshole. Shit, I can't wait to get out of this armor..."

>[]Uh, how am I supposed to explain your sudden appearance?
>[]I have to seduce a local girl, keep yourself hidden.
>[]Let me help you out. Won't be for free, of course.
>[]Other.
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>>1787771
>[]I have to seduce a local girl, wanna join in or keep hidden?
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>>1787776
Sure why not.
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>>1787776
Supporting
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>>1787776
"Well, I did say I'd help you."
Helena dumps her armor on the floor and lies down in your bed.
"Had a few experiences with women. As long as she's got an open mind, I'm pretty sure I could make your target happy..."
You lie down next to her.
"Maybe I should leave and walk in tomorrow. Let myself get caught, tell them why I'm following you. But right now..."
She climbs on top of you and gives you a kiss.
"I don't know when we might get the chance to do this again."

...

You wake up and wince as the sun blinds you. Damn window...
Helena is still fast asleep, curled up and breathing softly. Mom would probably have a cute-gasm if she saw her right now.
Actually, she does that pretty much every time she sees someone sleeping.
You get up and look out the window. It's a nice view, in a sense. There weren't exactly many spots in nature that wouldn't look pretty with good lighting. Except maybe grayish-yellow expanses of sagebrush.
Someone knocks on your door.
"Storm-worshipper? Awaken?"

>[]Yeah, come in.
>[]Throw some blankets on Helena before answering.
>[]Snore.
>[]Other.
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>>1788673
>Snuggle Helena
>Yeah, come in.
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>>1788673
>[]Yeah, come in.
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>>1788842
The door opens. One of the guards walks in and does a double-take.
"...if this is not a good hour--"
"It's fine. What did you want?"
"Asking if you see any suspicions in dark?"
You take a few moments to interpret the question before shaking your head.
"Nope. I didn't see anything suspicious last night."
"I observe. Good-bye."
The guard leaves.
"Jack..? Was someone talking?"
Helena squints up at you.
"Nothing to worry about."
"Kay..."
She rolls over and goes back to sleep.

>[]Talk to Malcom. You should probably explain what happened.
>[]Look around for your target. You haven't made any progress on seducing a girl yet.
>[]Ask around about what happened last night.
>[]Other.
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>>1789020
>[]Look around for your target. You haven't made any progress on seducing a girl yet.
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>>1789030
Seconding
And leave a note for Helena, she's welcome to join if she finds us
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