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last night you reached your limit

but now there is no excuse

find this fool

and end them before it is too late


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"Hm?"

Slowly, I wipe the crud from my eyes and open them. I'm in Charlotte's room... right?

Everything's blurry since I don't have my glasses on, but this definitely feels like the super soft mattress of the hotel bed... I don't see Charlotte anywhere though. It's really weird too, since even when we -don't- fool around at night I still end up waking up long before she does.

After some fumbling around, I locate my glasses on the nightstand and put them on... and yeah, I'm in here by myself.


>go see where she went
>phone time
>see if the gabrielle is awake
>go back to sleep
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>>40958975
Got any bright fucking ideas on how to find someone we've only with via meat puppet, Shiney?
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>>40959058
>phone time
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>>40959058
>>go see where she went
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>>40959058
>phone time
>see if the gabrielle is awake
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>>40959058
>phone time

I feel kind of directionless given the prompt, but I fail to see how texting Theresa and/or Mina about the new mind control asshole could backfire (aside from CC's horrible texting)

Otherwise I guess we could check on Allison to see if she's OK and what's going to happen to Kevin.
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>>40959058
>>go see where she went
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>>40959058
>>go see where she went
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>>40959058
>go back to sleep
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>google image search for a picture of a cute sun
>first result is as picture of Iori


>writing
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...and go figure, the first vote of the thread is a tie.

FINAL DESTINATION TIME

Reply TO THIS POST with the number AND ONLY the number of your choice.
Timelimit is five minutes.

>1: go see where the charlotte went
>2: phone time
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>>40959763
Sounds like your search results may be skewed by your past searches... I get nothing but reams of smiley cartoon suns.

(Never search when logged into some google account. Never leave browser cookies alive.)
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>CLOCK OVER


...someone roll me 1d2, looks like we have another tie.
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

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I could go back to sleep, but that just seems like a waste since Charlotte isn't here to serve as my super-warm pillow. Guess I'll get up and see where the heck she went...

"Gh!"

I wince as my aching feet are forced to bear my full weight for the first time since last night. But much to my relief, the pain subsides after a few steps... just in time for me to reach the bedroom door.

Stepping outside, I glance in the direction of the living room and find that both the TV and the game that we were playing are still on. Of course Gabrielle passed out while playing it.


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>[2/2]


"Hoo?"

Out of nowhere, Rhaccy swoops down and... lands right on the top of my head.

"U- umm, hey Rhaccy..." I say, stiffening my neck for fear that he'll end up pulling my hair if I shake him off. "My head isn't a perch, so would you mind maybe getting off? Please?"

I'm met with a wing tap to the side of my head that I'm going to assume means "no." And since I'm not about to manually remove him from my head and risk getting pooped on in revenge, I bear with it and continue towards the kitchen with my new heavy owl-hat.

And just my luck, Charlotte's standing by the fridge. Mystery solved!

Looks like she's on the phone, though...


>say hi anyways
>I don't want to bother her
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>>40960363
>say hi anyways
Just get in her field of view and mouth "Help Me" to her.
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>>40960363
>say hi anyways
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>>40960363
>>say hi anyways
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>>40960363
>I don't want to bother her
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>writing
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With no other way to go about doing this, I walk over to Charlotte and wave at her (but without saying anything since she is still on the phone and all). Her initial reaction is to smile at me and hold her finger up in that "just a minute" gesture...

...but then she sees my new head ornamentation.

"Rhaccy!" Charlotte shouts, completely ignoring her phone. "You know better than that!"

I feel the ticklish sensation of feathers fluffing out against my ears, and then the relief of a heavy weight being lifted from my head.

"I don't care if her hair's fluffy like mine, that's no excuse to do something like that!" Charlotte says in a stern tone of voice like a mother scolding her child. "Honestly..."

After taking a few seconds to groan and hold her temples, Charlotte darts her head towards the phone in her hand.

"Ah- sorry," she stammers, "Cecile's awake now so I'll call you later," she says. "Yes, that'll be just fine."

After hanging up her phone, Charlotte places it on the counter and approaches me.

"Sorry about Rhaccy using your head as a perch," she says with a pained smile, "he gets like that sometimes."
"It's fine," I reply, shaking my head. "Animal-related hazards are part of the package deal with you."
"Eheh..."


>ask her about the phone call
>ask her about breakfast
>ask her about gabrielle
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>>40961171
>ask her about the phone call
>ask her about breakfast
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>>40961171
>ask her about gabrielle
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>>40961171
>ask her about the phone call
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>writing
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Before I'm able to say anything else to Charlotte, I find her lips pressed against mine. The pleasant shock from her sudden actions sure as hell shakes away whatever lingering sleepiness that I might have had, let me say that much.

"Really though," Charlotte says as she pulls away, "thanks for not getting mad at him."
"As long as he didn't poop on me, I'm just fine," I reply with an awkward smile."

Dammit, I'm not the one who's supposed to be flustered here...

"You were on the phone when I came in," I say, pointing to the discarded cellphone. "Did I interrupt anything?"
"Oh, that," Charlotte sighs. "No... that business last night still has me worried so I was asking one of my father's subordinates if he could pull up any information that he might have that could help," she says.


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>>40961505

"I also have Loki and some other birds looking around for anything out of the ordinary," Charlotte says. "I -was- going to let Rhaccy sit this one out since I had him out all night, but I guess he's not sleepy after all..."

She glares at Rhaccy as she says this, and he actually seems to shrink in response.

"Yeah," I mumble, "last night."
"Don't worry, we;ll get through this just like the other times!" Charlotte says, resting a hand on my shoulder. "I promise I won't let anything happen to you."
"Thsnks," I reply with a tired smile.

it remains vigilant

yet you stand here like an idiot

why are you wasting time?


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>>40961631
"Again, the fuck you think we can do right now shiney?"
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>>40961631
>[3/3]

"...you know..." Charlotte says while looking away from me, "...if you wanted, I wouldn't mind if you were to hide out here while I take care of this new attacker. We can order you some changes of clothes so you'll have something to wear in the meantime, and Milla and I would be able to protect you if they actually found that you were in here..."


>I guess I could manage that...
>sorry, but I can't just hole myself up in here while someone else takes care of my problems
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>>40961699
>sorry, but I can't just hole myself up in here while someone else takes care of my problems
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>>40961699
>>sorry, but I can't just hole myself up in here while someone else takes care of my problems
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>>40961699
>I guess I could manage that...

This person has a control branch. Charlotte is immune. We aren't.
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>>40961699
>sorry, but I can't just hole myself up in here while someone else takes care of my problems
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>>40961749
Murder voices do not like being denied. Trust me on this.
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>Milla could protect you
>CC not protecting herself with big pretty lightsabers

>>40961699
>I guess I could manage that...
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We good enough with illusions that we could walk around looking like a different person? Or at least just messing with our face/hair enough that the quiwhatevers don't recognize us easy?
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>writing
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>>40961854
We're already an extremely powerful light mage who's only going to get stronger. Charlotte needs to understand that.
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Yeah, but right now and stuff. We good enough to do an illusion and keep it up for a couple hours without being totally wiped?
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>>40961961
Ceile can maintain an illusion for a while, but she needs to keep concentration on it or it'll dissipate.

And it's a constant strain on her, both in her short- and long-term reserves. Playing illusion dressup for a halfhour is enough to render her unable to actually defend herself with her Branch should the need come up.
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"Sorry," I say, "but I couldn't just hold myself up in here while someone else takes care of my problems for me."
"OH well," Charlotte shakes her head, "it was worth a try."

She seems even more dejected than I expected her to be.

"So much for getting to be the witch who keeps you locked away in my tower, eh?" she says, winking at me.
"I'm no princess," I reply, sticking my tongue out at her.

Still though, the sentiment really does mean a lot to me. That she actually loves me enough to even offer to do something like that for me... but just doesn't feel right. There's someone else out there who's trying to kill me, and if the last chick's any indication then this one's probably willing to hurt innocent bystanders in order to get to me.

And I can't have that on what's left of my conscience.


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>>40962105
>[2/2]


"You're MY princess," Charlotte replies, crossing her arms. "And even if you're not willing to stay in here where it's safe, I'm still going to be sticking to you like glue until this mess is resolved with."
"...I guess you won't be taking no for an answer when it comes to that?" I ask.
"Your guess would be right," she replies with a nod.

Not like I'm complaining, having Charlotte around is always nice.


>now that that's settled, it's time to ask about breakfast
>now that that's settled, it's time to see if gabrielle's awake
>now that that's settled, it's time to do phone stuff
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>>40962373
>now that that's settled, it's time to ask about breakfast
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>>40962373
>now that that's settled, it's time to ask about breakfast
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>>40962373
>now that that's settled, it's time to see if gabrielle's awake
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>>40962373
>>now that that's settled, it's time to ask about breakfast
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>writing
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"So what's our first order of business, Princess Cecile?" Charlotte asks.
"Breakfast," I reply without hesitation.
"Of course that'd be it," she laughs. "I'll get right on that, then..." she says while making her way towards the hotel phone.
"Wait," I call out. "I'll just make us something."

I'm skipping school today so it's not like I'm pressed for time.

"Er, about that..." Charlotte winces, "...you used the last of pretty much everything I had in the fridge when you cooked yesterday morning," she says.
"Wha?" I hurry over to the fridge to make sure she's telling the truth... and she is.

Crap.

"Room service it is, then..." I mumble.

And I was looking forward to showing off my beginner's cooking skills to Gabrielle, too.


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>>40962702
>[2/2]


After doing her part to console me, Charlotte wastes no time in calling room service to order breakfast for the three of us. I'm still pretty disappointed, but I'm also not so full of myself as to deny that whatever Charlotte's ordering right now is probably better than anything that I could make.


>bug charlotte about _____ while we wait
>take a shower while we wait
>wake gabrielle up while we wait
>phone my phone while I wait
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>>40962778
>>take a shower while we wait
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>>40962778
>>take a shower while we wait
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>>40962778
>wake gabrielle up while we wait
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>writing
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Hmm...

Charlotte's back on the phone, and I don't want to bother her since she's probably trying to gather more information for -my- sake... and Gabrielle's still passed out on the couch.

With nothing else to really do, I decide that now's as good a time as any to take a shower. Better to do it now than have have to play rock-paper-scissors with both Charlotte and Gabrielle after breakfast.

After I make sure that the towel I used yesterday's still hung up, I shut the bathroom door, toss off my clothes, and step into the shower. The steamy running water really is the perfect thing for an early morning... but it'd be even better if Charlotte would join me.

Heh, maybe she will?


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Damn.

For a second, I forgot that Gabrielle's here too. So of course Charlotte's not about to do anything even remotely lewd until she's gone.

"The hell's wrong with me..."

Gabrielle's cute and sweet and adorable. I feel like a total ass for actually wishing that she wasn't here, even for a splitsecond. Clearly I need ot keep a tighter leash on my inner lewdness.

Lest I end up turning into another Allison.

With my previously pleasant wonderful shower having turned into one of SHAME, I quickly finish scrubbing yesterday's dirt and grime off of myself so that I can finally get out of there.

Once I'm out, I dry my hair as best as I can with the air all humid from the shower's steam and then put on my glasses and wrap a towel around myself since I'm a dummy who forgot to bring a change of underwear in here with me.

"........."

Before leaving, I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My face is as cute as ever, but I can't help but feel... I dunno, kind of unsatisfied with my figure. A lifetime spent hearing my mother complain about back pains due to her D-cups was enough to make me very much NOT envious that Allison's the one who inherited her bustline, but well... I still kinda wish I had a nicer figure like Charlotte's. She's all nice and curvy where it matters while still having plenty of muscle, but I'm just... I dunno, soft?

Figure-wise, all I have going for me is my butt.


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>Figure-wise, all I have going for me is my butt.
Sometimes that's enough
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>>40963237
Sounds like time for an an exercising montage! They're guaranteed to get one slim in no time.
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>>40963237


But eh... I did manage to get a beautiful girlfriend even without being as hot as Theresa so I don't have too much to complain about.

Having wasted enough time in the bathroom, I hurry out and make a beeline for the bedroom and close the door. From there, I toss the towel onto the bed and begin rummaging through the closet.

"There is is!"

The pretty red dress that Charlotte made for me, freshly drycleaned since Charlotte's super nice like that. With it in hand, I go to the drawer and fetch the set of underwear that Charlotte bought to go with the dress.

...my girlfriend feeds me, sews me custom-designed clothing and even goes through the trouble of buying me underwear that matches it. Holy crap she spoils me like crazy.


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>>40963332

After getting everything on, I take a few minutes to brush my hair and make it all nice and pretty, then tie in the ribbon that goes with the dress... and bam!

"Cecile Navarre, super lovely dress mode!"

why are you posing in the mirror

you already know that you are beautiful

stop wasting time with displays of narcissism


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>>40963361
>stop wasting time with displays of narcissism
Says Over-chan...
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>[5/5]


".........."

Having been thoroughly shamed by the evil voice in my head, I pull myself back together and head out into the hallway just in time for Charlotte to open the door for the room service guy. From the smell, I can tell that he's got a bunch of Belgian waffles for us...

...oh, and Gabrielle's sitting at the table. I guess she woke up while I was getting dressed.


>help the charlotte bring the food to the table
>bug the gabrielle
>[OTHER]
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>>40963361
>you already know that you are beautiful

Over-chan thinks we're pretty!
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>>40963386
>help the charlotte bring the food to the table
pointless vote prompt
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>>40963386
>>help the charlotte bring the food to the table
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>>40963386
>help the charlotte bring the food to the table
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>>40963427
Not pointless, it does affect some stuff.


Done with this round of late-night branch-trimming so now it's back to


>writing
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After giving the room service guy a $20 bill as a tip, Charlotte is handed two rather huge trays- one with two plates and the other with only one... I guess the larger amount of stuff this time around is because there's an extra person to feed. And although I'm fairly certain that the weight of this stuff is nothing for her, it's still pretty large and difficult to carry with only one person.

Luckily for her, I happen to have two free hands.

"Need some help?" I ask.
"Erm, if you don't mind..." Charlotte replies with a nervous giggle as she hands me the tray with only one plate on it.

With a sigh of relief, Charlotte repositions the remaining tray with both of her hands and so the two of us carry them to the kitchen table together.

"Gabrielle!" Charlotte calls out to her sister... who looks half-dead.

Gabrielle's long silver hair is all over the place, and she's barely propping up her head with an arm... just how long was she up last night?

"Mmm?" Gabrielle mumbles, tilting her head just enough to be able to kind of glance at her big sister.
"Breakfast!" Charlotte says, tapping the tray with her long fingernails. "You're not so tired that you can't eat, are you?"
"Uh-uh," she groans in response.


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>>40963630

"Here you go," I say, placing a tray onto the table in front of her. "...hm?"

Out of the corner of my eye, I see that Shary's lying on the floor next to her chair.

"Gabrielle, do you want me to put him in the empty chair over there?" I ask her, pointing to the stuffed cat.
"Leave 'im," Gabrielle mumbles. "He's sleep."
"...he goes to sleep on his own?" I ask, doing a doubletake at him.
"They're always like this in the morning," Charlotte says to me. "Don't bother trying to have a conversation with her right now."
"Uh, okay," I shrug.

I guess she really isn't a morning person...


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>[3/3]

Once I sit down at the table, Charlotte starts right on her waffles, cutting them into dainty bite-sized morsels before spearing them with her fork and eating them one by one. As for me, I'm nowhere as proper... and Gabrielle looks like she's about to fall face-first into her plate. It's actually kind of funny, but Charlotte seems kind of annoyed with her so I keep from laughing.

"Cecile," Charlotte calls out after taking another waffle bite, "I'd almost forgotten how pretty you look when you're dressed like that."
"Eheh..." I can feel myself starting to blush. "...you're the one who made it though, so you deserve all the compliments there."
"After this is all over with, I'll have to make you another one," she replies, nodding to herself. "Or perhaps a full wardrobe..."


>hahahahahahaha one is enough thanks
>...can you even manage that?
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>>40963769
>I couldn't ask for that, I mean, I would definitely love a new dress... It's just that you give me so much and I don't know what I can give you in return.
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>>40963769
>...can you even manage that?
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>>40963769
>...can you even manage that?
I wonder if she ever gets swarms of spiders to make silk for dresses. That'd be neat. Also probably bulletproof.
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>>40963769
>>...can you even manage that?
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>writing
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>>40963769
>I couldn't ask for that, I mean, I would definitely love a new dress... It's just that you give me so much and I don't know what I can give you in return.
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"Wwwwwwha!?" I immediately feel like all of the blood in my body rushing to my face. "I- I couldn't ask for that, I mean... I'd definitely love a new dress but like how would you even manage to make an entire wardrobe's worth-"
"Hahaha, you're so adorable when you're flustered!" Charlotte laughs. "I take it that you wouldn't be against me doing it, then?"
"If..." I mumble, "...I dunno how you'd even be able to do that many but if you wanted to then I wouldn't stop you..."
"Alright, then I'll do just that!" she says, smiling like I just agreed to marry her or something.

...come to think of it, she'd probably want to make my wedding dress, wouldn't she?

AAGH WHY AM I EVEN THINKING ABOUT THAT!?


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>>40963964

Charlotte just laughs as I blush more and more... once again, I'm feeling kind of guilty that I'm having her do all this stuff for me without me really being able to do much in return, but it also seems to make her happy so it's not like I can refuse...

...not to mention that I honestly wouldn't mind having a few more dresses like this to wear around town.

But not at school.

I'd die of embarrassment.


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>>40964031

Aside from the whole dress thing, our breakfast goes by without anything else of note happening. Even Gabrielle's able to finish eating somehow, and she doesn't even fall into her food like I thought she was going to.

"...thanks..." Gabrielle mumbles as she gets up from the table and stumbles towards the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. I hear the sound of rumbling water right afterwards, so I guess she's going to take a bath now that her stomach's been filled.

I hope she doesn't end up falling asleep in there, though.

"I guess I'll go get washed up myself," Charlotte says as the two of us get up from the table. "I'll be watching through Milla while I'm in there so just tell her if you need anything and I'll hear you."
"Sure," I nod."

After putting our dishes in the sink, Charlotte heads for the bedroom to fetch a change of clothes (like I was too stupid to do just a little while ago). As for me, I walk over to the living room and plop down onto the comfy couch.

"Maybe I'll get some practice in while they're both out," I say to myself as I look at the TV. The games still on and the controller's right here, so-

"Cecile."
"Wha!?" I jump out of reflex as I feel something slide down my chest and land on my lap.

It's... my phone?

"You left it in the bedroom," Charlotte says. "Looks like someone called you too so I thought you might want to check it out."
"Oh," I nod. "Thanks."

Go-cart racing practice shall have to wait, I guess.


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>[4/4]


The first alert that I pull up on my phone is a missed call... from Irene!?

"Crapcrapcrap..." I mumble under my breath as I check when she called. "Thank God, it was only about an hour ago."

Naturally, I call her back right away. And much to my relief, she picks up on the first ring.

"Hey Cecile," Irene says.
"Sorry for not getting back to you earlier," I say. "Got caught up in some other stuff and I forgot to check my phone."
"It's okay," she replies.


>ask about glenn's condition first
>ask about the attacks first
>ask how she's doing first
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>>40964173
>ask how she's doing first
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>>40964173
>>ask how she's doing first
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>>40964173
>>ask how she's doing first
That mind-control guy is one of the few rear threats to her, so this must be quite upsetting.
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>>40964173
>ask about glenn's condition first
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>>40964173
>>ask about the attacks first
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>>40964173
>ask how she's doing first
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>writing
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>>40964173
>ask how she's doing first
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"How's it going on your end?" I ask.
"Eheh..." Irene takes a deep breath, "...not very good, actually."
"Huh? Did something happen?"
"A lot of somethings, actually," she replies. "And I'm sorry to say that none of them are very good."

In the blink of an eye, my reasonably good mood is shot right to hell.

"...that Glenn guy didn't end up dying, did he?" I ask.
"No," Irene replies, "he's going to be fine. But, well..." she breathes a heavy sigh, "I called up my sister yesterday and told her about what happened, and now me and Archibald are going to be pulled from this city."
"...what!?" I gasp. "Why!?"


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>>40964295
No!
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>>40964295
Nnnoooooo!!!
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>>40964295

"Officially, it's because David Gauthier's been reported to have a copy of the book of the Gardener in his possession and this is the only city where he's known to have someone pursuing it so that means that we failed in our primary reason for coming here," Irene says.

And that one is entirely my fault.

"...sorry to hear that," I say, unable to cover up the uneasiness in my voice.
"Yeah," she mumbles. "But the actual reason is that we know who's after you and my sister says that it's way too dangerous for me to get involved in this."
"Huh? Why?"

Of course she can die, but it's not like that's such a big deal for her.

"On a personal level," Irene begins, "the Branch that this person has just so happens to be the same one that took out the only other recorded holder of Dragon's Tooth before us," she says. "So there's a really real risk of me dying for good if things turn south."
"......oh crap."


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>>40964360
Maybe her sister cares after all.
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>>40964370
As if the sister isn't the primary clone.
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>>40964295
Finally someone who makes a sensible decision! The Irene-army being controlled by a murderific enemy must high octane nightmare fuel for everyone in the know.

I do hope, however, that they are assigning someone who is immune to control-types ASAP to take care of this guy, because, as said before, he is a huge threat if he gets the wrong people and needs to be taken care of quickly.

They are sending someone like that, right? Instead of just abandoning the city and ignoring the problem.
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>>40964370
The sister just doesn’t want to die to an enemy suddenly having a world-spanning network of quickly multiplying Irenes. Her leaving is safer for everyone involved, including CC and C.
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>>40964360

That foreboding feeling just got a lot worse.

"And then there's the fact that it's a Qliphoth member, and the Tree of Life has a nonagression agreement with them..." she says. "They already know that I helped to kill Jessica Monell and that was risky enough as it is."
"...yeah, you mentioned something like that before," I reply.
"I feel awful telling you this, but you have the right to know," she continues, "the higher-ups at the Tree figure that since this is looking more and more of a blood feud between the Qliphoth and you... and because you're romantically involved with David Gauthier's daughter, that makes this a conflict between Gauthier and the Qliphoth by proxy. They're hoping that if this escalates any more than it has, either one or both sides will wipe each other out and then that's less enemies to worry about."
".........shit."

So they're just going to abandon me to get killed, is what Irene's saying.


>[3/?]
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>>40964409
We'll need all the info we can get
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>>40964409

"Please don't get me wrong," Irene says, "there's nothing that I'd like more than to stick around here and keep you safe..."
"...but your hands are tied," I say.
"Pretty much," she sighs. "I'm so sorry."

worthless fools

the weeds who pull that vine's strings would abandon you

leave you to face this threat alone

hypocrites and charlatans

I will show them

I will remove this threat

and then I will remove them

this tree will be naught but splinters


>[4/?]
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>>40964438
Agreed, Over-chan, let's cut down the sephirot.
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>>40964438
Can she at least help us with information? That guy already tried to kill her (or rather her sister) specifically. Which, by the way, very much disarms the argument that it has nothing to do with them.

Even if they cannot do anything "officially", they should still have a vested interest in helping us as a whole, because no matter what they say that guy is an enemy of THEIR organization more than he is of Gauthier, and she should have a vested interest in helping us as much as she can because a) she’s nice like that, b) that guy already tried to kill her and may well try again if he/she survives, and c) because that guy is one of the few genuine threat to her life in the world, so will have to deal with him one way or another eventually.

…So
>Any juicy and potentially life-saving info you can give us? Any tricks to break the possession or resist it?
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>>40964438
>hypocrites and charlatans
Overchan is more stupid then previously.

>leave you to face this threat alone
We are safer with Irene not being here. And unless you got a plan to use the mind-controllers connection to somehow assimilate them or their power, we are also incapable of killing Irene faster than she can generate bodies, making this an empty threat.
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>>40964438

"It..." I slump back in the couch, "...it's not your fault."
"I still feel responsible, though," Irene replies. "I might not be able to get involved in this fight, but I still want to help."
"Thanks, I guess."
"One minute," she says. "I'm going to send you a picture and then I'll call you right back. Okay?"
"Sure."

A few seconds after hanging up, I get a picture mail. Just as I open it up, my phone rings and she calls right back.

"You still there?" Irene asks.
"Yeah," I reply.
"You got the picture?"
"I did... did you mean to send me a photo of a cute girl?"
"Yeah, that's her," Irene says. "The holder of the Branch 'Blood Witch.'"


>[5/?]
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>>40964523
...so you said blood witch, not bloody bitch?
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>>40964523
>Why are so many branch-holders cute girls? Has anyone studied the link between degrees of cuteness and likelyhood of branch / power of branch? Because I have this hypothesis that the cuter you are the more powerful your branch is. As evidenced by pretty much any cute girl so far being able to mop the floor with any of the not-so-cute guys we have encountered so far.
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>>40964540
Lets not make a witch to bitch joke when we are practically gay married to one.
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>>40964523
>[6/6]

Wait a minute.

"Blood..." I say.
"Yeah," Irene replies. "A similar name to your girlfriend's Branch, I know."
"Aww man," I mumble.
"Her name is Noelle Graham," she continues, "and before she defected in the initial incident where the Qliphoth were formed, I guess she was my sister's ex..." she sighs. "...she's got a control-type Branch that lets her do vampirish stuff."
"So that's why it sounds like..."
"Yeah, pretty much," she replies. "I'll text you the entry so you know what you're dealing with, but I can't really do much else for you."


>any last words for the irene before hanging up?
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>>40964605
This one
>>40964597
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>>40964605
Thank her for her support so far.
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>>40964605
>any last words for the irene before hanging up?
Thank you so much for all your help. You've been very kind to me. Hope we meet again some day.
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>>40964597
There also seems to be a correlation between your power level and suffering. We should study that.
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>>40964605
>I guess she was my sister's ex
Is this a world where 90% of young women are dykes?
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>>40964605
>Thank her for doing at least this much.
>Assure her, that her leaving is the right thing. If she is taken over, it is pretty much game-over for everyone.

>Ask her if her sister is her twin.
>Ask her >>40964597

>Ask her how they can argue with the nonagression agreement if the girl already specifically tried to kill her, to the point of only talking about killing her and not talking about killing CC when they were both there. Q already breached the non-agression agreement.
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>>40964637
Well FD is pretty much a magical girl show, so the answer would be: naturally.
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>>40964669
True
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>>40964637
>>40964637
Lesbians! As far as the eye can see!

Katrine is 100% lesbian, while Noelle is bi.


>writing
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>>40964605
>>40964630
I like it!
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"Seems like an awful lot of cute girls end up as Branch holders," I mutter under my breath.
"Trust me, there're plenty of cute guys who are, too," Irene laughs.

I'll have to take her word for that.

"Thanks, though..." I say, "I really do appreciate all the times you've helped me so far."
"It's nothing," Irene replies. "And I wish I could've helped you out more during this one, but I really can't."
"It's okay, I know that it's probably too dangerous for you to get involved. Especially if your sister specifically forebode you to..."
"Yeah," she mumbles. "She gives the orders and I have to follow."
"Sounds rough," I reply. "She's your big sister? Or are you twins, or..."
"Both," Irene replies. "Katrine and Irene Lindegaard, two peas in a pod..." she laughs bitterly. "Of course, she hates my guts but that's entirely my own fault so I don't let it get to me too much."

That sounds absolutely awful, I don't know what I'd do if my sister hated me.


>[1/?]
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Clearly, these girls are Powered By Yuri ©.
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>>40964776
>Of course, she hates my guts but that's entirely my own fault so I don't let it get to me too much."
Now I really wanna know why
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>>40964776
>"Trust me, there're plenty of cute guys who are, too," Irene laughs.
Don't you mean aren't?
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>>40964793
Irene is Katrine’s branch personality. Calling it now. They separate much the same way Gabrielle and hers inhabit different bodies.

Katrine is the "big sister" because she is older. They are "twins" because they have the same bodies.

Of course that is only true if Archelon doesn’t decide to move away from canon again. Then I have no idea why.
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>>40964776

"Anyways, umm..." Irene says, "...I'll pray for your safety since that's the only thing I can really do from here on out."
"Thanks," I reply. "After all this is over, I hope we'll be able to meet again somehow."
"C'mon now," she laughs, "me and Archibald might have to leave this city, but if you want to see me again then you definitely can."

Huh?

"Crap, I'm getting called away..." Irene says. "I'll send you a text with the full info on Blood Witch in a few!"
"Thanks again," I reply.

And with that, Irene hangs up the phone. She must type at lightning speed though, because I get a text from her like ten seconds later.


>[2/3]
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>>40964842
Turtle has said ages ago that they're different people.
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>>40964859
>[3/3]


Blood Witch
Type: Control
Synapse range: Large
Physical effects
Primary: Night vision, muscular enhancement, minor regeneration
Secondary: The affected is able to mimic the physical abilities and non-Branch talents of any human who is under their control.
Other effects: The affected is able to control any human whose blood they have ingested. The duration and extent of this control is dependant on the amount of blood that was consumed.
Other effects (full bloom): The affected is able to freely manipulate their own blood.
Known holders: Noelle Graham
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>>40964859
>...if you want to see me again then you definitely can."
>Huh?
CC, she's speaking of the tooth, you forgetful grill.
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>>40964880
>Other effects (full bloom): The affected is able to freely manipulate their own blood.
I foresee some Kyoukai no Kanata fights in our immediate future.
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>>40964859
>And with that, Irene hangs up the phone. She must type at lightning speed though, because I get a text from her like ten seconds later.
Or she has multiple bodies…

>>40964880
I’m now imagining her running around in the dark stealing tampons out of garbage bins.

Did we bleed anywhere recently? I don’t think we did, so we should be good for now. At least Charlotte can now go searching for that gal.
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>>40964880
Fucking Vampires
At least we are the sun.
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Ending the thread here, folks. Though the thread activity was a lot slower than usual, I still enjoyed doing this one a lot. Though I can't say anything about it from the reader's side of things, writing Cecile's random goofing off is pretty fun for me.

As for the next thread... I might be running on Friday if I have time, but that's no promise. IF not, then the next thread will be on the usual Sunday night time.


and now I take questions
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>>40964906
Thanks for running arch!
Running at non-shit times when?
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>>40964906
Thanks for running Arch.
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>>40964906
Does the vampire girl have cute fangs to go with Blood Witch?
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>>40964917
>Running at non-shit times when?
Unfortunately, shit times are the best times for me to run seeing as how it's the only times that I'm able to run in peace.

>>40964978
>Does the vampire girl have cute fangs to go with Blood Witch?
She's got fangs, yeah.
fang girl count in this quest has risen to four


And now I sleep. Thanks for playing!

For further questioning:
http://maouzenigame.tumblr.com/

Game production blog:
https://studioarchelon.wordpress.com/
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>>40964906
It was fun. Thanks for running.

>>40964998
Sleep tight, don’t let vampire ladies bite.
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>>40964998
Question is, will the fangs ever outnumber the lesbians.
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>>40965021
Impossible



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