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Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

Relica

@PaulHaynek

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"I wasn't concerned about your well-being, dummy. That Ayu-lady told me to help you people out, and I can't really say spreading a disease around would be helping." Relica replied, when the monk thanked her for her concern. Maybe she was just being shy?

Upon hearing the monk's comment about the various bits and bobs of advanced technology and magic in the outside world, the gremlin gave him a raised eyebrow of surprise. She hadn't expected someone from a traditionalistic society like this to be interested in foreign tech and science. Much less so when you factored in that this guy was a monk - ergo, some kind of priest or clergyman, who weren't exactly known for being open-minded and interested in concepts and/or things beyond their very narrow teachings. Perhaps there was hope yet for this far-eastern backwater?

"Can't speak for those statue-things you mentioned, never seen anything like those myself. Still though, yeah. The rest of what you brought up do exist for sure. Not really anything new though. I think it's more a case of your home here just being a bit too stuck in your ways." She replied eventually, looking around the temole grounds at the other Shizuyamen.

When the question about how she could ensure him not being contaiminated though, a wry smile came across her face.

"Like this!"

Blip. Clink. Swish. Bmmmmmmh! Vzzt. Tonk, tonk! Fop. Fop. Fop. Fop. Fop. Fopfop. Fopfopfop. Fopfopfopfopfopfopfopfopfopfopfop! Wrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!

A metallic rod suddenly shot up from the the pack on Relica's back. A pair of rotor-blades then folded outwards once it was done extending, and they began to turn slowly. Then faster. Then faster. Then faster still. Finally, the little lady became airborne, hovering at roughly the same height as the monk's head - seeing as he was considerbably taller than her. As she now floated gingerly in the air, lazily circling the monk, she spoke - albeit a bit louder in order to overcome the noise of the spinning blades above her own noggin.

"With this, I could just fly in over the infected area. And, if we had a rope and a basket, I could just carry the medicine and whatever instructions you wrote down on something, and deliver it safely without us ever needing to set foot in the actual place and risk infection." She said, apparently very pleased with her own genius plan, as she was positively beaming with pride.

After the little show-casing of her technical prowess though, the gremlin landed once again. The rotor-contraption folded in and sunk back into her pack once more. Dusting herself off from the small bits of dirt and debris that had been thrown about lightly while she was hovering, Relica walked over and stood closer to the monk before finally adding her last bit of thoughts.

"Anyway, how can a disease not be infectuous? If it wasn't, how the heck did these people catch it in the first place? Well, whatever. I'll just have to trust you know what you're doing." She sighed. "Let's get going whenever you're ready. I'll let you do the talking to any of your fellow locals and natives, as long as they ain't hostile. But if we get into a situation where we need to fight, I trust you'll follow my instructions, got it? My top priority here is to get you from here to there, in one piece preferbly, and I can't do that if you don't listen to me if or when it really counts, got it?"

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Brandy awoke to the smell of delicious, delicious coffee. She yawned cutely as she sat up in the rather soft inn-bed, smacking a bit at the end and stretching upwards and backwards - fully putting her blouse bunnies on display as she did, without a care in the world. Seeing that Alice was already up, the satyr's ears flitted and twitched, while she rubbed her eyes sleepily. Then a big old smile spread across her face and she basically bounced right out of bed, as if she'd never seemed to have needed any rest in the first place.

"Hey-hey Al! Up already? Ooooh, that smells yum! Gimme some too?" She said, before spotting the unclaimed cup of the piping hot brew on the table. Snatching it right up, the little satyress barely blew on it before taking a big old gulp. Then her eyes went wide and she started coughing. "Wha- What the!? Pfft! Al! There's no honey or sugar in this! Gyak! My tongue! My tongue! Bwaaaah....!" Her eyes teared up, as if she'd been a child who just ate some bitter vegetable for the first time and was now very upset about it.

Of course Brandy had drunk coffee before, back home on the farm it was a staple of the family's breakfast. However, she was used to a milder flavor... Not the jet-black bitter brew of the devil himself. After a bit more whining and displaying her tongue, and gently bopping Alice on the shoulkder for her insidious prank, Brandy eventually calmed down a bit. Well, as calm as Brandy could be when she wasn't excited about anything just infront of her.

"So, anyway. What're we gonna do today? We delivered that enveloped and did that grave-stuff yesterday. So, like, are we gonna stay here in Garlton or we gonna head back to Litroot? Where's Sofers by the dubs? She not awake yet? I'll go get'er!" Brandy asked, said and comfirmed all on her own and all at once.

Slamming the door to their room open, she prepared to dash outside. However, a fortunate reminder from Alice about her... Lack of modesty...managed to catch the little farm-girl before she caused the establishment to have to shut down due to public decency complaints. Not that there were overly many other patrons awake just yet, nor would there likely be many complains from the gentlemen staying here, but regardless.

After quickly donning her cozy, fluffy shirt, she once again slammed the door open - she really seemed to like doing that - and bolted out...

.. Only to find Sofia not too far from their door. Causing her to skid to a halt. Which didn't make it in time. And she crashed into the undead. And they went tumbling onto the floor. Luckily for Sofia, her head managed to land on a couple of soft Brandy-brand airbags and wasn't in any risk of a concussion.

"Ow, ow, ow... Hi Sofers... G'mornin'. Wha'chu doing standing around outside for? Ouchies... C'mon, come in and drink some of Al's black bitter stuff." She greeted and invited her comrade, while still on the floor.

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

Time to impress a (most likely) ascetic monk with the power of SCIENCE and TECHNOLOGY!

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

Relica

@Paulhaynek

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After making sure that her toolbox was securely locked, and chained to her workbench, Relica nodded to herself. Things were more or less set up, to a point where she could get most minor and mundane tasks done properly. Satisfied with her progress, the gremlin left her new station, curious to take a stroll around the temple grounds and take a gander and eavesdrop at what was going on in this place. The gossip between some farm-women made the little one roll her eye. They honestly believed a little shit-stain isle like Shizuyama could conquer all of Zipangu? Get real. If the most you could muster was a measly 1,000 soldiers, then there was no way you guys were ever going to expand. Or, at least, that was Relica's opinion.

She eventually came upon a Monk, who accosted her for help. He wanted to travel somehwere that was potentially dangerous in order to provide healing to the people there. Relica just raised an eyebrow, placing her hands on her sides and given the eastern cleric a once-over from top to bottom before responding.

"What kinda healing do they need, mister? 'Cuz if its just broken bones and injuries, that's fine. But if you're going somewhere where people're actually sick and ill, you might wanna think things through. Helping those in need is noble and all, but if they're infected with some disease, you might get yourself infected. Then, when you return here, you might spread it to the folks in this temple. So, which is it? Injuries or illness?"

It wasn't that Relica was some kind of heartless monster (hah, the irony), but rather that she was trying to think rationally. Ayu had said that this temple was the largest gathering of Shizuyaman survivors on the entire island. If some well-meaning, but naive, monk went off to heal some small collective of dirty, unwashed and sickly peons and then caught their nasty himself... Well, he could end up doing more harm than good. the gremlin wanted to minimize the amount of unnecessary risks the taskforce and the natives would have to deal with, since there was already an enormous amount of obstacles working against them.

"If all you needa do is deliver medicine though, I think we could work out a way to do that without putting your health at risk." Relica then added, a smug smile appearing on her face as she hatched a cunning(?) plan in her noggin.

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"Maa-haa-haa~! Yeah! You sure did, Al." Brandy responded to her ally's question about her supposed 'winning'. Although, how one exactly won at drinking was a rather subjective inquiry in and of itself, but given that the little alchemist had drunk grown men nearly twice her size and weight under the table, and was still somehow standing - albeit unsteadily - it was probably fair to agree with Brandy. This oncce at least.

Hearing Sofia's acknowledgement of her, and completely ignoring the bits about ehr being headstrong and misguided, a big old smile spread across the satyr's face, and her ears flitted happily, as did her little tail. She then proceeded to glomp the undead archer, with Alice still glomping her. Making it a three-way glomp. Which almost caused the trio to tumble over right then and there. Fortunately, they didn't. The reason? A certain werewolf suddenly had to break off to go and empty out her stomach in an adjacent gutter. Which caused a certain undead to wrinkle her nose and looked displeased, and a bout of hysterical laughter from a certain tanned satyress.

"Jeez, Al! You're such a mess! Maa-haa-haa~!! C'mon ya lush, we gotta get you back home." Of course, getting back home wasn't really possible, since Alice hailed from Gromril, but the implication was easy enough to understand, even if Brandy's liquor-soaked mind wasn't fully cognisant of it.

The inn they arrived at was a fairly nice one. Clean and tidy, and the kind pair of elderly proprieters were friendly and agreeable - as far as dwarves go anyway. Having gotten Alice up the stairs, soemhow with the help of two others, Brandy waved Sofia goodnight.

"See ya in the mornin', Sofers. C'mon you, you can fondle and poke all ya wat once we get to bed." Brandy said, supporting the werewolf into their room. Though by the time they got inside, the alchemical drunk had already fallen asleep, chin resting on the rather sizable chest-pillows of the farm girl, who just laughed and gently stroke the other girl's hair. "Jeez, you're such a spoiled baby... C'mon, let's get some sleep."

For the first time in... Well, forever... Brandy showed some actual capacity for maturity, acting much like an older sister - despite being two years younger than her drunken ward - and got Alice into bed. Though not before taking off the other's clothes and making sure she hadn't soiled her underwear or had any other accidents. Once that was done, Brandy herself got undressed and laid down in the bed to, resting the werewolf's head against her busom while still gently stroking the other girl's head and hair. She just smiled quietly until she herself fell asleep.

Come the morning, >Alice would find her face snuggly wedged inbetween two very soft blouse bunnies... Which for some reason weren't contained by a brassier... Then again, having kept that on would perhaps have made things uncomfortable for Alice's face... Or it could just be that Brandy was a pervert and ran around braless.... The latter was likely more plausible...

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

*Low rumbling sound*

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

Time to get those delicious, delicious hard numbers on things, aw yeah~

Have a safe flight whenever you're going airborne by the by. Personally can't stand planes... I'm just not comfortable getting into an aluminium tube filled with highly flammable liquid that goes thousands of meters into the air. I dunno why...

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

Relica

@PaulHaynek

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The little gremlin only stopped working on her stuff and things for a brief moment after hearing the voice of the woman called Ayu. She glanced back over her shoulder with an almost apathetic expression, like as if she was in a trance or sleepwalking. She then turned back and continued toset things down and move items around, adjusting tools and fixing things 'just so'. After the human finished her little greeting and follow-up, Relica replied, in a much less snarky and irritated tone than when she'd spoken to Lord Oja and his entourage.

"Nice to meet ya, I'm Relica. Since you're so busy I'll just ask about the most important things for now." She spoke in an almost monotone voice and was very matter-of-factly, with almost no inflection to her words at all. She still wasn't looking at Ayu though, but rather focused on the task before her."How big's the enemy force and how big is Shizuyama's standing army? And before you ask, no, untrained peasants with pitchforks and hoe who're defending their homes' don't count as soldiers. " Evenn though the comment could easily have been sarcastic or interpreted as condescending, there was none of that in Relica's voice. Rather, it sounded like she was just explaining a potential miscalculation to a problem before it was made. She then continued unabated.

"How much do you have in terms of supplies? Like weapons, food, medicine and lumber? Also, what type of defenses does this... Base... have?" She propped up a pair of vices on the workbench and soon began to dismantle the wooden crate that had been in, stripping it apart for planks and nails.

"Lastly, how much of the island is currently held by the enemy? Where's the enemy headquarters and what's your strategy for defeating the invaders?" She asked, finishing up the disassembly of the crate, turning around finally to face Ayu. The gremlin's golden eyes glinted and her face was stern and serious. "I hope that ain't too many quesitons for ya, Miss Highly-Esteemed Monster-Supporter-in-charge-of-everything." She didn't bother to ask about clearly pointless things, like Shizuyama's navy or if this location was secure or not. The answers to both those questions were pretty obvious without needing to ask. Hopefully, this Ayu-person could provide more details and accurate numbers, which would hopefully not be disastrously skewed in favor of their opponents... But somehow the busty gremlin felt a niggling itch at the back of her head that whatever was going to come out of this albino-chick's mouth wasn't going to be good news.

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Things were developing most interestingly. The usual prim and proper ALice had turned into Party Girl #1, while the dramatic and theatrical Sofia had become a dainty and quiet, well-mannered lady. Brandy, the noisiest and most rambuctious however, somehow managed to remain the moderate inbetween of both the others. While one might have expected her to slam down tankard after tankard, get up mon a table and start dancing while undressing and singing vulgar songs of a raunchy nature not fit to be written out, lest the ESB board get involved, she actually somehow managed to remain... Normal?

While Alice chugged down mug after mug of alcohol and had herself join in drinking contests, and get noticeably drunk, Brandy remained even-paced and restrained. Sure, she was drinking far more than Sofia, but she interspersed her drinking with eating food, in particular bread, and while she was definetely showing signs of flushed cheeks and intoxication, she wasn't slurry or incoherent in her speech, nor wobbly or googley-eyed. Perhaps the satyr had some natural resistance to alcohol? Or maybe she was just one of those people who knew her own limits and didn't over-indulge since she might want to enjoy the festivities more?

Whatever the case, the little nougat-skinned girl was happy to spur her friend on, shouting 'Chug!' along with the other patrons of the establishment when Alice started downing drink after drink, and squeed in cheerful glee whenever the werewolf finished a tankard. She was also being quite generous with her part of the group's earnings, ordering food and drinks for the entire crowd, getting her many cheers and applause - and a few marriage proposals - from the other guests.

Amidst the chaotic and jovial celebration, a meek Sofia piped up and asked the satyress a question which made the girl laugh in a good-natured and bemused fashion.

"Maa-haa-haa~! Wha'chja talking about, Sofers? Al's always like this, ain't she? When we're walking around outside she's running all over and sniffing the stumps and bushes, yeah? When we're in a fight, she punches 'n kicks the bad guys in the scrote. This just how our Al be, y'know?" Brandy said, with a smug, almost proud, look on her face, as if she was walking about her daughter or a sister or soemthing... Also, Brandy seemed to have a very interesting view on ALice's personality and mannerisms...

"But hey! You needa refill, girl! MA'AM! Get my girl here some sweet mead, 'kay?" Brandy called out, ordering a pint iof sweet honeyed mead for her undead friend, whether she wanted it or not.

Upon being accosted by Alcie and given the proposal of trying one of her super sweet beverages, Brandy's ears twitched happily and she smushed her cheek against Alice's, cuddling the werwolf's face wioth her own.

"Sure! I'd love to try it! I bet'cha it's just as tasty as you~!" Probably a comment about how she'd slurped Alice's cheek back in the forst, though as the other guests weren't aware of that tidbit, a large and elongated 'ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh!' rung out through the bar, followed by clapping, laughing and whistling. And Brandy's laughter.

The merry atmospehre continued for quite a while, until things eventually winding down. Either because guests got so sloshed that they just fell asleep or went unconscious, or hbecause they had to leave. Our girls, eventually, had to make their way out as well. Brandy, havind drunk her fair share of booze, was stull in fairly stabile condition, enough so that she could at least shoulder a certain over-inebriated werewolf. the trio were now walking through the strets of an otherwise quiet and sleepy Gnarlton, heading for a local inn that had been recommended to them by the owner of the tavern.

"Hey Sofers. I forgot to tell ya this, but I'm so glad I get to travel with you'n Al. You're both so strong and cool, and you even let a rookie-cookie like me tag along. You're awesome, you know that right?" Brandy said, smiling kindly as she looked at the undead huntress, while still keeping a mumbling drunk dog-lady upright and on the road. "Whoop, Al! No touchies there! C'mon you lush, maa-haa! We're almost at the inn. You can fondle and grope all you want once we get ya into a bed, yeah?"

Ah, youth.... And ethanol... Lovely combination.

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

Do note that all of Relica's complaints and comments are based on her own, personal experience and values and may not reflect the actual, factual reality in way, shape or form.

Just thought I'd throw that out theere, in case anyone felt like I was throwing shade or being needlessly hostile with her. :)