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After what feels like a very long time, you finally separate from Jessica. Your lips part but she doesn't release you from her embrace.

"There" She says. "The archive is yours"

You check your watch, and raise an eyebrow at her. "I think it was mine about ten minutes ago" You say.
"Don't blame me, you're the one who made it about kissing" She says.
"Yes, because there was obviously no other way to make the transfer" You say. "But I'll say one thing though: that was intense. Is that a normal thing for mages?"

"What do you mean?" She asks.
"It was like... I was feeling what you were feeling" You say. "I may have gotten a little swept up in it. Sorry about that"

"So that's why..." She says. "I honestly wasn't expecting the uhh... reciprocation. But if you were catching what I was feeling..."
"Was it too far?" You ask.
She shrugs. "I started it, and those emotions came from me. I'd say you went about as far as you should have" She says. "But more importantly, are you going to be okay?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine once the blood starts to go back to my head" You say.
"That's not what I was asking" She says.
"I know" You say. "I wouldn't have pressed the issue if I didn't think I could go it alone"

"What'll you do now?" She asks.
"I'll probably get in touch with the Traitor and the Smith" You say. "If they're with Guardian's Temple, hopefully they'll be willing to help me out"

"Good call" She says. "And I'm sorry for-"
"Hold that thought" You say, reaching into your pocket to pull out your buzzing phone. 4 missed calls, and an incoming call from Kyla...

Oh boy...

>[ ] Ignore it, she's probably just mad about what happened here...

>[ ] Answer it, it could be important
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>>42404641
>[ ] Answer it, it could be important
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>>42404641
>[ ] Answer it, it could be important
Moshi moshi~
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>>42404641
I bet that this is 100% not mad but in fact kidnapped by someone and this is a ransom.
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>>42404641
>[ ] Answer it, it could be important
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>>42404641
>[ ] Ignore it, she's probably just mad about what happened here...
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>>42404641
When did Kayla get a phone?

Just this morning.
>"So friggin' text her then" Kyla says. "You're the one with the phone, not me"
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>>42404838
Home phone?
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>>42404641
>>[ ] Answer it, it could be important
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>>42404838
>[ ] Answer this, it could be important
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>writing
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"I should take this" You say.
"Who is it?" She asks.
"Kyla" You say.

"Ooo..." She says. "The Guardian is probably not going to be too pleased by this"
"She'll live" You say, tapping the accept button and putting the phone to your ear.

Aaaaand you immediately pull it away as a long and loud stream of curses flies out. You wait for it to go quiet before putting it back to your ear.

"I know you pulled it away from your ear. Put it back so I can finish yelling at you" You say.
"How's it going Kyla?" You ask.

You pull the phone away again as yet another stream of curses erupts from your speaker.

"Is she always so..." Jessica says.
"Vulgar?" You ask. "Not always, but she does swear"

The phone goes quiet again, and you bring it back to your ear.

"Are you done yet?" You ask.
"I want you and twinkle-tits here" She says.
"When?" You ask.
"5 minutes ago" She says. "Urgently. As in drop whatever you're doing and get over here"

Kyla hangs up, and you put your phone away.

"Did she just call me twinkle-tits?" Jessica asks.
"She did" You say.
Jessica shrugs. "Points for creativity, if nothing else" She says. "What do you think she wants?"

>[ ] She seemed shaken. We should go

>[ ] Probably just wants to bitch me out some more

>[ ] Other
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>>42405301
>[ ] She seemed shaken. We should go
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>>42405301
>>[ ] She seemed shaken. We should go
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>>42405301
>[ ] She seemed shaken. We should go
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>>42405301
>[ ] She seemed shaken. We should go
What happen to the story turning dark?
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>>42405301
>[ ] She seemed shaken. We should go
>[ ] Probably has something to do with you surrendering
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>>42405301
>[ ] Probably just wants to bitch me out some more
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>>42405301
>[ ] She seemed shaken. We should go
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>writing
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"She seemed a little shaken" You say. "We should probably go"
"Could you get us there five minutes ago?" She asks.

"No I can't" You say. "Still working on that"
"Too bad. That would probably come in handy" She says.

"It would, but I don't think the drawback would be worth it" You say, slipping out of her arms and starting towards the door.

Jessica follows after you. "You could streamline the process" She says. "Once I've got that book back you might find some helpful stuff in there"

"I hope so" You say.
"Having doubts about your chances?" She asks.
"I've never stopped having doubts" You say.

Jessica hits a button to open the bay door, and then walks over and gives you a quick peck on the cheek.

"You'll be fine. I'm sure of it" She says. "Come on, I parked over here somewhere"

You walk with her out to her car... err, van.

"You drive a minivan?" You ask.
"Is there something wrong with that?" She asks.
"No... I mean... It's a little stereotypical for a mom, isn't it?" You ask.
"Just because I'm a mage doesn't mean that I don't have to do mom things" She says. "Sarah has a gaggle of friends, and nothing else will fit all of them"

"Huh" You say.
"You getting in or not?" She asks.
"Yeah, sorry" You say.

>[1/2]
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>>42405836
Can I just say that the idea of Jessica dropping off her daughter at a friends' birthday party, then driving to a warehouse full of weapons, is highly amusing?
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>>42405944
How about the fact that she left her daughter to watch the house while she went out to murder people.
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>>42405944
You said what everyone was thinking anon
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"Heyyyy there Kyla" You say, as you and Jessica enter your apartment.

"Took you long enough" Kyla says. "Both of you. Come in. Sit down"

Kyla is seated on the little recliner, so you and Jessica sit on the couch.

"So tell me Saif" Kyla says. "What the fuck?"

"I get the feeling you already know the answer to that question" You say.
"I do" She says. "Generally you wait until after victory is actually in sight to start convincing people to surrender"

"She has a lot to lose, and just about nothing t gain from this" You say. "I wasn't about to let her risk it all for me"
"That's not the point" She says. "What exactly are you going to do now?"

"I figured that I'd join up with your worshipers" You say. "You never told me you have a church"
"I'm a god. Churches happen" She says. "You know who they are?"
"Traitor, Smith" You say.
"So you did think this through" She says. "Good to hear. Now we can deal with this"

Kyla stretches out her arms, and her long sleeves droop. It looks like her arms are missing up to the elbow...

"I may have overestimated the amount of time that I could sustain this body" She says.
"You said you had YEARS" You say.
"I did say that I overestimated" She says.

>[ ] That's an understatement

>[ ] Is it fixable?

>[ ] What is happening?

>[ ] Other
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>>42406116
>>[ ] Is it fixable?
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>>42406116
>[ ] Is it fixable?
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>>42406116
>>[ ] Is it fixable?
"Can we give temporary mana or something?'
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>>42406116
>[ ] That's an understatement

>[ ] Is it fixable?
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>>42406116
>[ ] That's an understatement
>[ ] Is it fixable?
Wait... how did she call us?
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>>42406151
Hoo boy, if this is anything like Fate (and it is), Saif's gonna have to get real... personal.
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>>42406216
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>writing
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"Is it fixable?" You ask.
"It is, but I'll need y-"

"No" Jessica says.
"What?" Kyla asks.

"Saif doesn't have that kind of mana" Jessica says. "And neither do I"
"What makes you so sure?" Kyla asks.
"You're using a type of simulacrum, right?" Jessica asks.
"I am" Kyla says.

"Does it match your original form?" Jessica asks.
"It's pretty close" Kyla says.
"Not close enough" Jessica says. "You forgot to include the extra mana that it takes to use a simulacrum that doesn't match your original body. Patching up your reserves won't do it, you'll have to change your form"

"You sure know a lot about simulacra" Kyla says.
"I've done my research" Jessica says. "When I was younger I toyed with the idea of keeping them stored all over the world so I could just switch bodies instead of traveling all the time, but I had to scrap it"

"Couldn't find a way t switch over long distances?" Kyla asks.
"Nope" She says. "Though electronic information transfer speeds are starting to approach usable numbers"
"I hadn't thought of that" Kyla says. "What sort of speed would you need to make a successful switch?"

Okay, you think there was some good news hidden among all this magical talk. But just to make sure...

>[ ] So it can be fixed?

>[ ] Someone want to repeat that stuff in english?

>[ ] Other
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>>42406530
>[ ] So it can be fixed?
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>>42406530
>>[ ] So it can be fixed?
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>>42406530
>[ ] So it can be fixed?
Reference Fate.

>So... is this like Shinji and Saber?
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>>42406640
Lets not.

Also you got the reference wrong anyways.
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>>42406530
>>[ ] So it can be fixed?
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>>42406530
>[ ] So it can be fixed?
Aw no more loli?
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>>42406657
It's been a LONG while.
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>>42406530
>>[ ] Someone want to repeat that stuff in english?
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>writing
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"So it can be fixed?" You ask again.
"Yes" Jessica says. "It might not be pretty, but it can be done"

"Why won't it be pretty?" You ask.
"Adjustments will need to be made to her body" She says. "It will take a while"

"Do I still need to supply mana?" You ask.
"I'll handle that" Jessica says. "You'll need to keep your stores, I won't"

"Are you okay with that?" You ask Kyla.
"Just as long as twinkle-tits doesn't stuff her tongue down my throat" Kyla says.
"Sorry honey, you're a bit too young and female for my tastes" Jessica says.

"I'm ten thousand years old" Kyla says. "And young doesn't seem to be an issue with you"
"Ouch" Jessica says. "Keep that tone up and I'll do it just to spite you"
"You wouldn't" Kyla says.
"Want to call me on that?" Jessica asks.

Kyla looks a little frightened. "No thank you" She says.

"So what can I do?" You ask.

"Honestly?" Jessica asks. "Go out for a bit"
"Are you sure?" You ask.
"Relax, Saif" She says. "I know my stuff about this, and I promise to take care of your goddess"

"She's right. This'll take a while, and it's boring to watch. But I'll need my concentration if I have to shift this form" Kyla says. "So get out"

"Is there really nothing I can do?" You ask.
"Bring back snacks?" Kyla asks. "Otherwise no"
"I'll give you a call when we're done" Jessica says.

Well alright then... you have some free time all of a sudden.

>[ ] See what [Character] is up to

>[ ] Head down to the cafe

>[ ] Ask if you can use Jessica's place for magic practice

>[ ] Other
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>>42407065
>>[ ] Head down to the cafe
See what father figure is up to.
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>>42407065
>>[ ] Head down to the cafe
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>>42407065
>See what Claire is up to

If not consensus, then

>Magic practice.
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>>42407065
>[ ] Head down to the cafe
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>>42407065
>>[ ] See what [Claire] is up to
maybe just a quick text
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>>42407065
>[ ] Head down to the cafe
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>>42407065
>[ ] See what Yui is up to
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>>42407200
I can back a text, or call, on the way to the cafe.
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>writing
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>>42407065
>>[ ] Head down to the cafe
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You pull out your phone and check it. It's 3:00.

Come to think of it. "How did you call me without hands?" You ask.
"I made the first call when my fingers had just started fading" She says. "After that I tapped redial with my nose"

"Sorry about that" You say.
"You should be" She says. "You made me worried. First the surrender, and then you weren't picking up your phone. What the hell were you guys doing?"

You catch Jessica's eye, and both of you look away.

"On second thought, never mind" Kyla says. "You need to go, and you need to find a way to transfer mana without your tongue"

"I'll leave you guys to that" You say.
"See you in a few" Jessica says.

You walk towards the door, deciding to call Moriarty along for the walk. The little black kitten drops out of one of the cupboards and paws his way over to you.

"Mew" he says.
"Come on fuzzball, we're going for a walk" You say. "Have fun you two"

You walk out the door, and as you close it you hear Kyla say. "Please tell me that wasn't breath freshener you just used"

You chuckle as you make your way to the elevator with Moriarty.

>[1/2]
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With Moriarty perched on your shoulder, you make your way down to the cafe. If you recall correctly, all the people who left you high and dry last Sunday should be there today.

You're still deciding whether or not you want to rub their nose in it. You figure that if Dwight's there, you won't because he made up for it. If he's not, you will.

You slow down your pace and pull out your phone along the way. Seeing as how you haven't heard from Claire since your date last night, you figure you'll shoot her a text.

[Claire]<How's it going?

Is this too soon? Is there some kind of arbitrary waiting period after a date before you can talk to a person?

Ah, who cares. Probably not Claire... Hopefully not Claire...

You reach the cafe before you get a reply, figuring you'll head up to the counter and get some coffee before asking around to see who's here...

"Hey hey!" Abigail says.

Huh. How odd to see her there.

Not here, it's not odd to see her in the cafe at all. It's a free country, she can go where she wants.

But she's not here as a customer. She's standing behind the counter wearing an apron...

>[ ] Order like it's nothing

>[ ] What brings you here?

>[ ] Is that any way to greet your superior?

>[ ] other
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>>42407862
>>[ ] Is that any way to greet your superior?
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>>42407862
>>[ ] Is that any way to greet your superior?
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>>42407862
>[ ] Is that any way to greet your superior?
She's planning something.
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>>42407862
>[ ] Is that any way to greet your superior?
But then
>[ ] What brings you here?
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>>42407862
>[ ] Is that any way to greet your superior?
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Oh boy, next up we'll have Claire working here.

Getting coffee from a cute french girl? Yes, please.
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>writing
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>>42408006
Nigga that's my fetish
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>>42408103
That's an oddly specific fetish
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>>42408103
Getting coffee from a french cripple is your fetish?
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>>42408151
Don't judge him too harshly anon.
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>>42408122
>>42408151
Developed a love for french accents from this girl who worked at a coffee shop down the street from me.
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>>42408151
Not that guy but yeah, it's totally mine.
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"Is that any way to greet your superior?" You ask

Abigail tilts her head in confusion. "Hey hey... sir?" She says.
"Better" You say. "What are you doing here anywaGHK"

Someone jumps on your back, and you almost throw them to the ground out of instinct. But you don't.

The person is light, and the action is friendly. The arm around your chest is feminine, but you don't feel any feminine parts pressing into your back...

"Didn't see you there Yui" You say.
"I was hiding" She says. "And you don't get to pull rank when you're not on shift~"

Yui drops something down your back. It's cold. Fuck it's COLD.

She hops off your back and strides around to your front as you struggle to extricate the ice cube she dropped down your shirt.

"How'd you do?" Yui asks.
"I'd be better without the ice cube" You say.
"That was revenge for all the butt slaps" She says.
"You mean lower back slaps?" You ask. "Because you don't have a bu-"

"Abigail. More ice" Yui says.
"Aye aye" Abigail says.

"Okay! Okay! I'm sorry" You say.
Yui smiles in satisfaction.

>[ ] So what IS Abigail doing here?

>[ ] Is anyone else here/going to sneak up on me?

>[ ] Not busy with con stuff?

>[ ] Other
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>>42408271
>[ ] Is anyone else here/going to sneak up on me?
"Harvey isn't under the tables is he?"

Then
>[ ] Not busy with con stuff?
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>>42408271
>[ ] So what IS Abigail doing here?
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>>42408271
>>[ ] Is anyone else here/going to sneak up on me?
>>[ ] Not busy with con stuff?
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>>42408271
>[ ] So what IS Abigail doing here?
then
>[ ] Not busy with con stuff?
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>>42408271
>[ ] So what IS Abigail doing here?
Abigail is the smith isn't she.
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>>42408271
>[ ] Is anyone else here/going to sneak up on me?
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>>42408271
>[ ] So what IS Abigail doing here?
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And while Yui is giving us the run down

>MORI, GO FOR THE FACE.
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>writing
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>>42408405
Yes we should have Mori jump on her face or try to go in her shirt.
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>>42408479
Or climb her not-ass from behind.
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Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>42408531
rolling to see if Mori will find the non existent ass.
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>>42408625
Kitty's got good eyes.

>Mfw Moriarty rolls better than us.
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>>42408662
Feels bad man
>>42408625
Swiggity Swooty, kitty's in that not-booty
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"So what IS Abigail doing here?" You ask.
"I work here now" She says.

"Since when?" You ask.
"This morning" Yui says. "We're short staffed today, so I asked her to help out when she came by"

"Maaaan. Where were you last Sunday?" You ask.
"Busy" She says. "And I probably would have taken offense if you asked me work the counter"

"Right. I didn't actually know you last Sunday" You say. It's weird to think about just how much your life has changed in just 1 week...

"No Kyla?" Yui asks.
"Nah, she's... not feeling well" You say.

Fuck. You hope that changing her simu... thing... doesn't change her appearance too much. That would be hard to explain.

"I brought Moriarty though... I think" You say, looking around for him. "Where did that little fuzzball go?"

Suddenly, Yui yelps in surprise. "Found him!" She says, pulling him from behind her by the scruff of his neck to scold him. "Bad kitty. You don't belong there"

Moriarty flails about, trying to escape Yui's grip.

"So what brings you here Saif?" Abigail asks.
"I had some free time so I figured I'd swing by and get a coffee" You say.
Abigail bounces excitedly. "Ooooo! What kind?" She asks.

"Black?" You ask.
Abigail deflates. "Aww..." She says.
"Sorry my coffee tastes aren't interesting" You say.
"That's okay" She says. "You have other endearing qualities"

"He does?" Yui asks, earning her a swat from Moriarty. "Ow! You little..."

>[1/2]
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You sit at the counter next to Yui, who is trying in vain to restrain Moriarty. Cautiously you take a sip of your coffee, while Abigail watches in anticipation.

"Not bad" You say.
"See? Saif likes it" Abigail says.
"That's because he has no ta- Ow! Stop that!" Yui says, pulling a hand away as Moriarty bites her finger.

"You are the last person I want passing judgment on my taste" You say.
"Free was a masterpiece and you know it" Yui says.

"Everyone is entitled to your opinion" You say. "Just know that your opinion is shit"
"If my opinion is shit, then what is yours?" She asks. "Gimme your iPod so I can make fun of you some more"

"No" You say. "Besides, the stuff on my iPod doesn't even compare to your hard drive"

Abigail stifles a giggle as she watches you and Yui bicker. "Are you two always like this?" She asks.
"No" Yui says.
"Sometimes" You say.

...

"More often than not" Yui says.
"We argue a little" You say.

...

"Yes" Yui says.
"Definitely" You say.

"Must be nice..." Abigail says.
"What?" You ask.
"Having someone so close" She says.

>[ ] You don't have siblings?

>[ ] Feel free to make fun of Yui's shit taste

>[ ] You actually want something like this?

>[ ] Other
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We should play slap ass with traitor to truly confirm if she is Yui or not.
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>>42409088
>>[ ] You don't have siblings?

"By all means"
>>[ ] Feel free to make fun of Yui's shit taste
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>>42409088
>>[ ] You don't have siblings?
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>>42409088
>[ ] You don't have siblings?
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>>42409088
>[ ] You don't have siblings?
>[ ] Feel free to make fun of Yui's shit taste
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>>42409088
>>[ ] You don't have siblings?
>>[ ] Feel free to make fun of Yui's shit taste
I will lose my shit if Abigail likes Free, i dunno if i could stop laughing
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>writing
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>>42409095
This...is actually brilliant.
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>>42409088
>[ ] Feel free to make fun of Yui's shit taste
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Guys I just teslized that when we get back Kayla could look totsly different and probably aged several years if they are changing the form to reduce mana usage.
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"I take it you don't have any siblings?" You ask.
"No" She says.

"Well, I technically don't either" You say.
"Silence" Yui says, hugging your arm. "You know you love me"
"I do?" You ask.

"Ice cubes" Yui says.
"On it" Abigail says.
"Kidding! Kidding!" You say.

Yui scrutinizes you for a second. "Keep that on standby" Yui says.
"Aye aye" Abigail says.

You sigh and sip your coffee. "You don't count the twins as siblings?" You ask.
"They aren't really like that" Abigail says.

"Well, if you want to simulate the experience, you could always spend some time letting Yui know how shit her taste is" You say.

"Now" Yui says.

Abigail passes Yui an icecube, and Yui tries to get int to your shirt. But she's intercepted by Moriarty, who knocks it out of her hand and then chases it down the counter.

"Damn, he's fast" Yui says.
"I've trained him well" You say.
"You can't train a cat" Yui says.
"Don't say that too loud. He can smell your disbelief" You say.

"He can not" Yui says.

"Meeeeew" Moriarty says, as he swats the ice cube around the counter, flipping his shit every time it moves.

"That doesn't count" Yui says.

>[1/2]
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>>42409628
A little slow there boss.
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>>42409660
I blame the lack of sleep.
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>>42409095
Or comment on her ass and see how she reacts?
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You keep chatting with Abigail and Yui for a while.

Boss and Dwight were here too apparently. But they ran out of ingredients for some of the baked stuff, so they had gone out to pick some up.

You help out whenever a customer comes in, but there aren't that many customers today it seems.

At about 6:00 you get a call from home.

"Yo" You say.
"Yeah... I may need you over here" Kyla says.
"What's up?" You ask.
"It took a bit more to reform me than we thought..." Kyla says.
"Problems?" You ask.
"Twinkle-tits is dry, and I'm still missing an arm" Sh says.

"Are you really going to keep calling her that?" You ask.
"It rolls off the tongue" She says. "You should try it"
"I don't think I will" You say.

"Either way, it's not too urgent. I could just wait for twinkle-tits to recover, but I want my damn hand back" Kyla says. "You comin'?"

>[ ] Sure

>[ ] Hang here a while longer

>[ ] Other
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>>42409795
>[ ] Sure
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>>42409795
>>[ ] Sure
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>>42409650
>"Meeeeew" Moriarty says, as he swats the ice cube around the counter, flipping his shit every time it moves.

This is incredibly fucking adorable
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>>42409795
>>[ ] Sure
Use mory to wave goodbye
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>>42409795
>[ ] Sure

No text back from Claire during the interim?
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>>42409795
>[ ] Sure
Pointless vote
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>>42409795
>[ ] Sure
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>>42409844
This. THIS. THIS SO MUCH.
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>>42409795
Drop a couple of ices down Abigail and Yui
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>>42409844
This needs to happen.
>>42409856
Curious indeed
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>>42409856
Her and her team are in meeting trying to figure out why Scholar surrendered.
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>writing
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"Yeah, I'll be there in a bit" You say.
"I'll be waiting" She says.

Then she hangs up.

"What's up?" Yui asks.
"I've gotta head out. Sounds like Kyla needs a hand" You say, stifling a chuckle at your inside joke.
"Aww" Yui says. "See you tomorrow then?"

"You bet" You say. "And you too Abigail. Welcome to the business too, I guess"

Abigail smiles. "See you later" She says.
"Alright, let's go fuzzball" You say.

Moriarty paws at the puddle that used to be his ice cube, licking the water off of his paw each time. You lift him off the table by the scruff and plant him back on your shoulder.

"Are you gonna say goodbye?" You ask.
"Meeeeeee" He says.
"Awwwwwww" Abigail says. "He doesn't have to go. You can leave him here"
"No can do" You say. "You want an adorable kitten, you'll have to get your own"

"Boo" Abigail says. "Maybe I will. Then you can be jealous of how cute MY kitten is"
"You'll have to look pretty hard to top this guy. Right?" You ask.
"Mew"

...

"Damn" Abigail says.
You chuckle. "See you tomorrow" You say.
"See you"

>[1/2]
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>>42410128
You find yourself feeling impatient as the elevator crawls up to your floor.

You can't help but wonder just what's changed about Kyla now. She never did say what she changed about her current form, so it could really be anything.

Maybe she's really tall, or wide, or really old, or something.

You actually feel kind of excited as you come up to the door. For some reason you knock, momentarily forgetting that this is your house.

"Saif?" Kyla asks.
"It's me" You say.

Kyla opens the door, and your jaw hits the floor at the sight of her.

She is a little taller, and her frame is filled out quite nicely. But she's...

"Wow" You say, stricken completely dumb by the sight of her. Absolutely flawless. To the point where you feel tasteless for thinking that anything else was beautiful...
"Yeah, I know" She says, jerking her head to signal you in. "I'm worse with my calcs than I thought. Need mana now. Less stupid face, more feeding"

Alright then. You shake it off, and try not to focus on... her. Instead you try to think of ways to do this.

You could probably just do the thing with the fingers, but...

"Your other arm is gone" You say.
"I know. Bad with mana. I've always sucked at gauging my reserves" She says. "Are you gonna pick up your jaw and do this or am I going to have to?"

If she has no arms, you can't do the finger thing... There's really only one other way that you know how to do this...

>[ ] Do it that way

>[ ] Think of another way (specify)
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>>42410338
>[ ] Do it that way
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>>42410338
>>[ ] Think of another way (specify)
Nope one kiss was enough, put your arm on her shoulder try it that way.
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>>42410338
>[ ] Do it that way
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>>42410338
>>[ ] Do it that way
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>>42410338
>[ ] Do it that way
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>>42410338
>[ ] Do it that way
"Here goes nothing."

We've been doing this a lot lately.
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>>42410338
>Do it that way

I'm still all for Claire, but it would seem we have no choice, unless she wants to touch feet.
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>>42410366
>>42410373
>>42410376
>>42410386
>>42410394
>>42410416
Welp I tried, time to collect some Descartes pictures
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She's the one, isn't she? The woman that the Creator made? We need to show her the Smith's blade to confirm this.
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>>42410463
Yeah I think so.
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>>42410463
Oh shit, that's.... Damn
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>writing
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>>42410463
No wonder she didn't pick her true form; no one could have a real conversation with her.
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You hesitate.

"Well?" She asks.
"There's only one other way that I know how to do this if you don't have hands" You say.
"So do it" She says. "Your education has been lacking, and I don't hold that against you. But I fully intend to light a fire under twinkle-tits's tits to make you a proper mage"

"So you're okay with this?" You ask.
"Oh for fuck's sake" She says, kicking the door closed behind you before hopping up to kiss you on the lips.

But she's still too short.

She tries again, not managing to hold contact.

Finally, she sighs. "You're supposed to be helping" She says.
"Yes! Right" You say, leaning over her.

She tiptoes up one more time, managing to reach your lips and hold them this time. After a few seconds, she pulls away.

"Tongue" She says.
"What?" You ask.
"I'm not initiating everything here. I did the liplocking, I expect you to come forward with the rest" She says.
"Oh, s-sorry" You say.

She kisses you again, and this time you complete the necessities for merging pathways by sliding your tongue past her lips.

You feel the connection, and your body begins to warm up. Then it gets hotter, and hotter, until you're burning in your own skin.

You try to pull away, but your body seems to have gone to autopilot. You lift Kyla up and carry her to the couch, where you lay her down, without once breaking contact.

You watch your own actions from afar in a dream like state, as your body continues its work.

The scenery shifts. The walls are stone now, illuminated by torches and a window.

You peer out the window to an unfamiliar landscape, and all across the horizon you see massive stone structures. At the top of each, there are idols.

Several men in strange armor enter the room, and address someone on a veiled throne.

"Priestess" They say.

You look to the woman on the throne as the veil is pulled away to reveal a woman in lavish robes. Her face is a mask of perfection, though her eyes don't sparkle as you know them to.

It's Kyla... Human Kyla
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That's all for tonight!

Next thread will probably be this weekend at some point.

As always I'll be sticking around for question/suggestion time
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>>42410819
Thanks for running boss, see you next time
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>>42410819
Thanks for running! Holy shit how far is our body trying to go on autopilot?
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>>42410819
As in a DW thread this weekend?
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>>42410856
>Teenager
all the way anon, all the way
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>>42410875
Yep

Get ready for pirates and piracy related shenanigans

>>42410856
That will all depend on how quickly you can get back to it.



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