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You walk out of the ship behind Vasquez. Being an officer doesn’t feel too different so far. The recreations center isn’t far from the docking area, for obvious reasons. You enter the same way you had before, but you take a turn for the officer’s area instead of staying in the main room.

A guard admits you. It looks more of a business place than bar, or at least a much nicer bar. The floors are cleaner and it’s less crowded. A crowd gathers near a row of consoles and view screens at one side of the room. A quick glance confirms your thoughts, recruiting and bids for contracts.

“Job terminals,” Vasquez says, “particularly valuable crew and jobs are over there. Ever need something more than cannon fodder, that’s the place. Anybody can pick up a gun and join a crew, but that doesn’t mean they can operate a warp core. Docs, engineers, navigators, hackers, you name it. If you can afford them, they’ll come. Sit down.” He motions towards an empty table, something unheard of in the common area.

“With the bigger ship, I only need more people. You’re going to need a whole squad. I’d recommend only getting two or three from the recruiting station and making them your ones and twos.” He motions towards the screens, “It’ll cement command and keep the rowdies from questioning you, though you don’t have to. You could always talk people into joining you. Keep a firm hand. I’m not saying be a dick, but if you let them push you around they might challenge you. You’ve seen the challenges.” He pauses for a second, “The command structure is pretty much the same as the ship’s. You’ll have a one, two, three, the list goes on. Whenever someone dies from a challenge or otherwise, the next is just moved up.”

He motions you to stand up and hurries to a gap that’s appeared in the crowd. “The captain will usually shill out enough to cover half the cost or 500 credits, whichever is less.” He slaps you on the shoulder and moves to his own console.

It’s eerily familiar in its layout, a merchant’s price list. There’s different sections for specializations: engineer, medic, combat specialist, hacker, the list goes on. Most got for about 500 credits each, but hackers and the more technical engineering type go for 1000-1500.

>Grab a few from the console (What type? How many?)
>Find some others in the bar, they’re probably as good as any (What type? How many?)
>You don’t have to do this today, leave the bar
>Other?

>>1162139
>>Grab a few from the console (What type? How many?)
We can't poach Adams as our engie?
>Engineer
>Hacker
>Medic
Don't forget to link the thread in the qtg.

>>1162158
Back this.

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“Hm, what do you think Rei would like?”

As you walk around the clothing store, Saki eagerly leading you along, you can't help but shrug. “I don't know... new running shoes?”

“No, Isamu is already getting her those... among other things,” Saki explains as you continue to wander, carrying a pair of bags in your arms as your girlfriend leads the charge. Christmas shopping in the mall of the town of Okane, a brief twenty minute train ride away from Dakugeto, but it's still more travelling than you're comfortable with.

“I don't get it, do all humans buy this much for your weird custom?” Stranger asks.

“No, just Saki,” you reply.

“I think it's incredibly generous!” Nina smiles. “I don't see why you too have such a problem with it.”

“Ryoji, you look exhausted,” Saki mutters.

“I am exhausted,” you reply. “We've been wandering around this town since dawn! How many more gifts do you need to buy?”

“Ryoji, as head of class I have a duty to give gifts to everyone!” Saki smiles and beams proudly. “After all, we've done incredible work this year. We've achieved more than maybe any year in the history of the school, and with minimal casualties... sorry, Nina.”

“Nina says it's okay,” you relay the message from your head. “But don't you think you're going overboard? I get that you're rich, but don't forget that your parents cut you off.”

“Don't worry!” Saki replies enthusiastically, “This is all coming from my Christmas fund. Starting December 26th every year I begin saving up pocket money and money from odd jobs in a special fund to spend on Christmas gifts!”

“You're so sweet, it's sickening,” you mumble. “I was planning on just getting some cards.

“Cards?”

“At most.”

Saki pauses. “Well, if you're not buying anything, I guess I should make this quick. I still have to find something nice for Yamano-sensei, and I need to find something that's suitable for... Raiden.”

Saki falls silent in thought, pondering the previous days discovery. It was a harrowing sight, to see Raiden in such gory fashion. Thankfully, Agent White announced that he was in stable condition, and will be fit enough to receive visitors later in the day. Either you or Saki will probably have to have a talk with him very, very soon.

Saki puts the thought to the back of her mind and carries on with her shopping, bouncing between isles and stores in the mall like an excited puppy. She's expecting nothing from you this Christmas... making it all the better that you bought her gift ages ago. Of course, you'll open with the gag gift of a card and burger, but then you'll follow it up with the real gift. You bought her...

>A huge box of chocolates.
>A rather sultry outfit.
>A thick textbook on the topic of Law.
>Some polish for her shield and lance.
>Some nice jewellery

>>1169728
>>A rather sultry outfit.
>Some nice jewellery

>>1169728
>A thick textbook on the topic of Law.
Co-written by Judge Dredd.

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>>1161890
You and Nathan finish your mead with your compliments to the vendor for it - the drink isn't exactly to your taste, but you do have to admire Kurt Crossing's dedication to a theme at this point - and take Nate's hand.

"Where do they dance here?" you ask.

"This way." Your husband leads you by the hand to a cleared space in the square, past the market stalls and the bustle. At first you think unspoken agreement keeps people respecting the dance floor until you realize the bounds of the space have been marked out by lines of fresh flower petals.

Laughing, Nate tugs you across the border and into the energetic music, clashing and mixing with the musicians and performers in the festival around you.

Nate's pretty agile for a guy with one leg.

"Hey Bri," Nate says suddenly, curiosity coloring his tone. "Ask me something about myself."

"Like what?" you inquire, tilting your head with a smile. "If you think I'm missing out on the small-talk material we skipped early on in the relationship..."

Nathan laughs. "No, not that. But there /are/ things we still don't know about each other, because, well...we've been busy. And the important bonds between us were never about the past anyway, but now I sorta want to know. So I'll show you mine, you show me yours?"

"Sure!"

> Did you have any friends besides Brooks growing up?
> Any dumbass apprentice stories you want to share before Harry beats you to it?
> You know, I never really did ask you what your approach to religion is like. You've had Red Is The Glory on your this whole time...
> Write-in?

>>1161928
>Did you have any friends besides Brooks growing up?

>>1161928
>> Any dumbass apprentice stories you want to share before Harry beats you to it?
>> You know, I never really did ask you what your approach to religion is like. You've had Red Is The Glory on your this whole time...

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The first roll is favorable he is born to a priest family in ancient india they arent rich but he has acess to education and essentials.Picture him in grey silk.

O yeah guys battle will be determined by dice rolls too.Higher red raji gets hit higher green he hits.

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Raji age 5

>>1164253
>Go deeper
What could possibly go wrong?

>>1164253
>try to use the crowbar to slow your fall?
just careful, we don't want to lose it in the wall, nor the arms

>>1164253
>gO dEEpEr
There is literally nothing wrong about this plan.

Since I vanished randomly for a few weeks, to recap where we are in thread;

>Lawrence has decided to leave the teddy bear from his childhood in Michele's room as a tribute
>PapaLaw has come in and Law has decided to confess a bit of what he was doing when he left
>Probably other important things that I don't remember right now but thats okay

The photograph in your father's hand is of Michele, posing for a quick picture with Charlie's arm slung around her shoulder. Both of them show off matching grins, and had you not known better than they could have appeared as real high school sweethearts.

You avert your gaze away, trying to clear the burn that sears across your throat.

"Tried..." you mumble, fingertips tracing the raised lines that drag across your neck.

"Hm?" It takes a moment, but your father manages to pull himself away from the photo. He tucks away the photo back into the book, and with him back towards you the courage to speak up returns.


"Tried to...bring back," you know to speak up for him, but it doesn't stop the trembles traveling down your hands. For now you focus on them, calloused fingers crisscrossed with each other in attempt to hold steady. "Looked for...Michele. Wanted to...find her. Bring home."

"You mean when you er...left." His back remains facing you, feeling just as uncomfortable when remembering that night.

"Thought...I could..." You almost say, thought I could make things better again, but the thought makes you feel even guiltier. Not only had you failed in bringing Michele back, you begin to doubt whether or not you would have even tried had you not fought with your father that night. As much as you'd like to believe otherwise, you being to wonder if you ever would have had the motivation to try and look for your sister in any other scenario.


The idea that you could really be that selfish takes all your thoughts away, but with your father standing by silently you feel the pressure to continue.

"Looked...asked around. But...couldn't find...Michele." In time.

"Did what...I could." And it wasn't good enough.

"I tried..." You stop to catch your breath, eyes and face burning like your throat. A slight waver in your voice, you force yourself to look up to your father now, "I miss...her."


"Me too." It is all your father can say, and while you have no plans to say anything more right now there's another guilty feeling that tugs away. You miss her, but you know better than to have any hope of seeing her again. You got to find out what happened to Michele- your father has no clue that his only daughter is dead. Even if he won't admit it, there's still the small bit of hope that he will see her again. It's the same feeling you held on to, the same one you would still hold had you not stood at her grave.


You've got nothing left to say, nothing for now anyways. With a heavy sigh, your father rubs at the corner of his eyes as he heads to the door, pausing and waiting for you. Rising up from the bed, you take one last look at the teddy bear sitting against the pillows and blankets. A gift left for someone that is never going to return home, you can't help but wave goodbye as you leave.

....

[1/3]

Trailing behind by a few steps, you follow your father downstairs and to the kitchen table. Plates and silverware already set out at four chairs, Delilah seated at one as your mother brings over the hot pan. You take a seat next to Delilah, the cassette player resting in her lap as she fiddles around with it.


"Have you figured it out yet?" your mother asks her, bringing a drink for your father as he takes a seat next to you.

"Almost." Delilah looks over the table, a grin coming across her face as she waits for your mother to serve the food.

"It was nice of you to give that to her. It's been sitting around for a while though, I hope it still works..." After dishing out food for everyone your mother finally takes a seat across from you, making herself a plate finally. "But if it doesn't, maybe you could take it over to that one friend of yours -oh what was his name. The one with the motorcycle and all those busted up cars around his house..."

[2/3]

>>1162128
>C. Jedi in hiding

B

>>1162128
>F. All of the above.

>>1163253
Go on...

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>>1163253. Posting from a different computer.

The landscape is blasted and broken as if from artillery bombardment, but the some of the craters seem... wrong, too deep or wide, no uniform pattern, as if each individual blast was from a different explosive.

And the ground, is not normal, mind boggling; a multitude of different stones, and coloured sands make up the whole of the earth as far as you can see. Huge monolithic structures dot the landscape near the edge of the horizon, and beyond them are mountains, that, if you weren't still sane, you would say to be made of starlight.

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>>1163519
Great black clouds swirl together above you out of nowhere and the sky begins to crackle with lightning, and what appear to be meteors shoot across the sky in all directions.

>>1162055
well lets put the centauer plan on ice and deal with the matter at hand. Let's go and aid our followers in the harri clan. I suggest something along the lines of taking away there eyesight and trick them into fighting each other.

But lets first get there and inspect the situation

>>1162055
oh god, don't tell me he got banned

>>1162055
I haven't given up hope jet!

>>1160909
When Arthur leaves the forest it is as if a deafening silence was lifted, the noise of the divine once more flowed through.

And it was concerned. You get the distinct impression that not everything is right with the Inquisition. That the girl cannot stay with them no matter what.
You're not sure why, although you could pray to try and get more information.

>>1160909
"Why yes, several questions the first being who the heck that girl is."

Rolled 110 (1d140)

>>1160909
*Indiscernible profanity intensifies*

Major: T4 Strength
Secondary: T3 Endurance

Spellcrafting:
1) Spellcrafting involves fusing spells with various skills, knowledge and even other spells that your character has learned together creating a new spell.
2) There is no limit to how many things you can use in a single spellcrafting action.
3) The name of the spell will be determined by the QM. By default it'll be "Cast A B C..."
4) Your dice roll will also affect the result of the spellcrafting. Lower rolls will result in weak version of the spell and vice versa.

Interactions:
1) Role play is a free action. Feel free to talk to other players in-character.
2) Collaborative actions however, like trading and PvP, are not and require an action to be taken.
3) The same applies to interacting with NPCs albeit role play also cost an action point.

Combat:
1) Once combat is initiated you must roll 2 actions to either attack/defend/etc.
2) Your character can not do anything else non-combat related while in combat.
3) PvP requires both fighters to roll.
4) The goal is to hit your opponent while not getting hit yourself.
5) If both manages to block/evade or hit each other then the result is a draw.

Acquiring new Spells & Skills:
1) Study, train or take classes.
2) Learning new skills or spells requires only 1 turn
3) Training an already learned skill will raise it further to the next tier once enough progress points are accumulated.
4) The progress threshold is based on the Fibonacci sequence (1,2,3,5,8)

A more in-depth look of the rules (and some work-in-progress concepts) can be found here: https://docs.google.com/document/d/13unrqxqUiX3G0rau6CpEu7Pd5FxEsXz54pfVS9PfGEs/edit#heading=h.cg4p30bg4xno
A database of NPCs in the quest can be found here: https://docs.google.com/document/d/14Rf_RGpYIs0cdy1eUYYs-hr8_hqVaLrkSSvbzACtoFI/edit?usp=sharing
We also have a Discord chatroom for discussing the quest here: https://discord.gg/PHXfVKb

>>1160906
This is the thread for Amsterdam students. If you're looking for the Madrid thread: >>1160865

Otherwise,

You all finally arrive at Amsterdam. It's been a long trip, spanning the course of an entire day. Thankfully, the bus had more than enough amenities to keep you covered. A guide shows you around the campus, teaching you all where to go and where you will be staying. This place feels exhilarating.

TURN 72 GO.

TURN 72 GO

Spellcrafting:
1) Spellcrafting involves fusing spells with various skills, knowledge and even other spells that your character has learned together creating a new spell.
2) There is no limit to how many things you can use in a single spellcrafting action.
3) The name of the spell will be determined by the QM. By default it'll be "Cast A B C..."
4) Your dice roll will also affect the result of the spellcrafting. Lower rolls will result in weak version of the spell and vice versa.

Interactions:
1) Role play is a free action. Feel free to talk to other players in-character.
2) Collaborative actions however, like trading and PvP, are not and require an action to be taken.
3) The same applies to interacting with NPCs albeit role play also cost an action point.

Combat:
1) Once combat is initiated you must roll 2 actions to either attack/defend/etc.
2) Your character can not do anything else non-combat related while in combat.
3) PvP requires both fighters to roll.
4) The goal is to hit your opponent while not getting hit yourself.
5) If both manages to block/evade or hit each other then the result is a draw.

Acquiring new Spells & Skills:
1) Study, train or take classes.
2) Learning new skills or spells requires only 1 turn
3) Training an already learned skill will raise it further to the next tier once enough progress points are accumulated.
4) The progress threshold is based on the Fibonacci sequence (1,2,3,5,8)

A more in-depth look of the rules (and some work-in-progress concepts) can be found here: https://docs.google.com/document/d/13unrqxqUiX3G0rau6CpEu7Pd5FxEsXz54pfVS9PfGEs/edit#heading=h.cg4p30bg4xno
A database of NPCs in the quest can be found here: https://docs.google.com/document/d/14Rf_RGpYIs0cdy1eUYYs-hr8_hqVaLrkSSvbzACtoFI/edit?usp=sharing
We also have a Discord chatroom for discussing the quest here: https://discord.gg/PHXfVKb

>>1160865
This is the thread for Madrid Students. If you're looking for the Amsterdam thread: >>1160906

Otherwise,

TURN 72 GO.

Rolled 26, 57 = 83 (2d100)

>>1160927
Arthur Belrose
The only son of a poor farming family, his parents had pooled their life's savings together in order to get him into this academy. Unused to the more social society of the academy, due to having only lived on a solitary rural farm his whole life. Aspires to make his parents proud, even with little magic ability from his poor bloodline.

Skills:
Intermediate Animal Handling [2/3]
Master Swordfighting [0/13]
--Intermediate Longsword Proficiency [1/3]
--Superslash
--Basic Dash Step [0/2]
Basic Herbalism
Intermediate History [1/3]
--Intermediate knowledge of the [Spanish Sorcerer Wars] [1/3]
--Basic knowledge of [Sabina Belrose] [1/2]
Basic Sword Safety
Intermediate Horseriding [2/3]
Intermediate Smithing [1/3]
Basic Architecture
Basic Sand Castle Construction
Basic Pray to [The Light]

Quests:
Asunder (A fragment of a sacred blade is located somewhere in France. The fragment holds much power on its own, though the other pieces have been lost to time.)
--Discovered important location- [Hilltop Tree], A grassy hilltop with an ancient tree growing on it, illustrations show someone clad in armor and wielding a crooked sword guarding the tree.

Status Effects:
Bleeding Wounds: -10 to all physical activities for 4 turns. Any physical activity will increase the duration of the effect. [1/4]

Inventory:
Ornate Wooden Sword
Superb Longsword
Forgotten Candy (+25 to an action of choice, then -20 to the following action)

Social/Contacts/Other:
Nurse Kiru
Ex-Summoning Teacher Lucia [Good Friends]
Bob [Friends+1]
James Baxter [PC-Amsterdam]
Gram Roderick [PC-Amsterdam]
Zoot Martingale [PC- Amsterdam]
Basic Watched By [The Light]
Knight of the Order of the Laureate Cross of Saint Ferdinand
+3 Popularity
+2 Reputation

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Arthur sat up in his clinic bed, looking out of the window moodily, watching the exchange students to Amsterdam leave. Boarding the bus were most of the friends he had managed to make here at this academy- Zoot, James, and Gram.

Brought together by [The Light], they had gone through a harrowing night together, watching each other's backs, almost dying, and though he may have clashed with Gram at times, Arthur felt as if a bond had grown between them. And, now, they were soon to be gone.

As they stepped onto the bus, Arthur couldn't help but feel incredibly alone. He hoped that Gram had at least kept the Sea Glass he had given him, as a reminder of the time they had together. (Somehow, he knew he didn't...) He just... he just wished he could have spent more time with them. If he could've gone, he might have, but his family was here, in Spain, and he had to stay for them, and support them. Arthur gazed down on his friends' backs forlornly. Then, Arthur sighed, and turned away from the window.

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>Rest in the clinic bed.
>Write a letter back home. I'm feeling nostalgic...

>>1160816
Also disregard Hawaii and Alaska, the United States sold them to China in 2027 to pay of its debts.

In this episode, we will focus on some lore behind the Confederate Republic of North America. Its constitution and government structure, except for some law changes to allow for slave labor. The CRNA's biggest export is Liquid Natural Gas, a highly efficient fuel used for powering cars, planes, and other things that are powered by petroleum in present day.

Suggestions:
>Choose the name for the President of the CRNA
>Suggest ideas for a system of slavery. Is it racially charged? Are slaves sold and bought on the market? Are there rules for how humane you must treat your slaves?

West Virginia would never not be a part of confederacy! It defines the mason dixon line

>>1166062
Start messing around
What's our options in town again, OP?

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>>1166069
These are the places you can visit in town

>>1166081
how much junk do we have in our inventory?

At the lobby, all the walls were painted white with huge pillars resembling marble, stretching to the oval ceiling with flowers hung up as far as the eye could see. No doubt when the ship was being refurbished the plans were to make the lobby look like a wedding chapel you thought to yourself. In the center of the lobby you could see a crowd gathered to appraise two VIP guest idols who were invited on the cruise. As far as idols went they were as cookie-cutter as you could get. Dressed in pure white, very polite, something you'd see and think to yourself, "that could be the emperors daughter."
You did not follow the latest idol gossip much, but from what you could gather those two had a falling out recently and now they seemed on good terms and maybe even getting back together as an two girl idol group.
"Fascinating" you murmur to yourself, looking for the nearest help desk.
"Where can I find the nearest monetary entertainment," you asked, smiling wryly as you tried to get words 'monetary entertainment' out without letting out a chuckle.
Without hesitation and with a smile of having done this a million times the help desk clerk politely pointed you towards a long hallway.
"Right down this hallway to the right, you can't miss it."
It's not as if a ship like this was devoid of any illegal activity, the hosts of the event had arranged for quite a lot of activities that would not reach the ears of the common man. That is also one of the reasons why not a single member of media was allowed on board.
Having made your way inside the room where all the action took part, you were greeted by a thick cloud of smoke, a deafening silence only interrupted by the occasional 'click' of a casino chip clashing together with another chip and a quiet but deep murmur of old men under a dim yellow light. As far as you could tell, not a single person in here was out to make money. They were merely wasting away their time with the eyes devoid of any light. Decadence at it's finest.

"I'm not like them," you told yourself while sitting down at the edge of one of the blackjack tables. Next to a cute girl. A fortunate yet random coincidence, no doubt. Stealing an inconspicuous glance at the girl, you note to yourself her long blue hair and her petite height, while sitting down her feet didn't even reach the floor resembling that of a child. Resembling a child by her appearance she did, but her calm and elegant demeanor struck you opposite that of a child. Her every move was graceful and carefully crafted to be as elegant as possible.

On the other side of the girl was an empty seat and after the empty seat sat a typical CEO-type. Grey hair, cigar, in his 70's and probably weighing twice the average human despite being shorter than most. In contrast to the blue haired girl all his movements were rough like that of a wild boar.

It seemed like the two were having some sort of a competition. From what you could gather whoever had the most chips at the end of the 5th round would be the winner. Coincidentally the dealer was about to deal the 5th round and they both were even, so whoever won this round would come out as the victor. Cute girls, gambling, dangerous atmosphere with a villain-like character. What man wouldn't want to throw themselves in to such a scenario just to play out their James Bond fantasy?

It seemed that once having taken your seat, the girl next to you took notice of you.
"<s t o p>" She exclaimed trying to hide her annoyance with the new player on the table. "This match should be between us two, outsiders aren't allowed."
The old cigar smoker merely laughed in what only was similar to a toad croak. "What does it matter? It's a game of luck isn't it? What would it matter to you if he joins or not?" With a casual dismissive wave of his stubby arm the man signaled for the dealer to continue.

With a 25 000 yen bet in front of each of us, the dealer first gave himself a face up card (8 of spades), then slid one towards you face down, then the girl next to you, then the old man. Then he placed a card face down in front of him and gave you each a card so that everyone only knew our own two cards and the one face up card the dealer had.

To visualize it better lets show it this way

Dealer gets 8spades -> you get King of hearts -> Girl gets unknown -> Oldman gets unknown -> Dealer gets unknown -> you get Queen of diamonds -> girl gets unknown -> Oldman gets unknown.

So the situation was such

Dealer
8x
You
KQ
Girl
xx
Oldman
xx

Bending your cards upwards from the table ever so slightly so that you could take another peek at your winning hand, you confirmed that the hand was practically won. All that needed doing now was to say 'stay' and you most likely would be the winner. Shooting a glance at the nearest waiter, you beckoned him with a wave of the hand to bring a drink. It wasn't every day that the first hand was this lucky. With silent nod the man went to the bar. At the same time the dealer also reached for bottled water under the desk. You thought it a bit unprofessional, but if the man was thirsty then why not. Within seconds though the dealer unfortunately spilled water over the desk. None of the players got drenched, but everyones cards however weren't so lucky. With a thousand apologies the dealer was escorted out.

"Unfortunately I got some water on me so I need to go to the ladies room," the girl said while brushing off her dress.
"Ha!" The old man laughed. "What's this? Your little card counting plan falls apart and now you're running?"

It seemed quite obvious at this point even to a complete outsider like you that the girl was counting cards and you had ruined the equation by joining and threw her off. The old man didn't even try to hide his smirk at this point, he knew he had the girl cornered.

The girl however didn't let up, fully composed, calm and with grace she retorted "Oh? I thought I heard an accusation there, do you have any proof to back it up?"

"Whatever. You there, new guy" the old man waved his hand at you, "do we continue the game?"

At the center of attention it was now your turn. The old man was trying to burn a hole in your forehead with his stare, probably trying to judge whether you'd help the girl next to you. Not sure of what he's expecting, if you didn't have the winning hand the answer would be clear as day, but considering you have the winning hand...
The girl however seemed rather unfazed by all of the events, with her eyes closed, with an elegant posture in her chair, despite the tense situation where you have no idea what the stakes are. You judged that she seemed way too relaxed for this atmosphere.

You...

[]Continue the game, you like winning.
[]Stop the game, you'd like to help the girl.
[]Other