Random Scenario Thing

[forblaze]

0 × Recruitment. I want you(!) to join our army! Remember to always give in to whatever ridiculous demands they want. Alternatively, they've just joined the army and you're trying to make a good first impression. 1 × Shopping. It's your duty to make sure the army stays supplied some how so make sure you pick the best weapons and sell what you need to get the funds. Wait, no! You can't sell that! It has sentimental value! 2 × Watch duty. Morning, day, evening, and night; someone has to keep a look out around camp! You wouldn't want any brigands or monsters to sneak into camp and cause trouble. 3 × Training. Wake up, wake up, rise and shine, daisies. Lesson one: A soldier must have discipline and what better way to prove that than by waking up before sunrise for some intense exercise? 4 × Healing tent. You used to be a great soldier until you took an arrow to the knee. Injuries are bound to happen on the battle field so you might as well get used to finding the healing tent now. 5 × Benched. You haven't been benched! You're just… holding down the fort while everyone else goes off to fight. 6 × Romance. Is now really the time for a confession? Did you even realize you were in love? Chat it up and get those A/S supports going. 7 × Restoration. The war is over and as much as you want to relax, there's still a lot of work that needs to be done. 8. × Desert level. The sun is blazing, the sand is hot, it's hard to get around, and did you just trip on some buried treasure or run into a mirage village's wall? 9× RNG. Shenanigans.

Comments

[scholastic]

[He's absolutely a sad pegasus foal in the desert. That's a very legitimate description. So he looks rather startled at the sudden demand for money, having forgotten all about that.

There are so many things he wants to ask. Why are you asking him for money--are you hurting for it? Are you a mercenary? Why did you not know your mother's magic growing up?

So many questions, but... Well, he's a little startled before he can even ask them by Hugh and his continued nonsense.]

And...what would that be?

[Blink. Blink.]

[geronimoe]

[Gerome is immune to flat looks. Be thankful that Mr. Doom and Gloom knows show to treat your wound, Inigo.]

True. [He'll give him that much.] Had you not screamed, Cynthia's mother wouldn't have noticed the archer that had fallen down one of the nearby oaks. Still, it would have done us and our ears well had you stifled it after a small amount of time.

[aria_ardeinae]

Humor me on this? I'd like to feel useful after my poor showing in the field.

[ All right, time to peel back the cloth and see just how bad it is under there. Reyson's head is pretty sure it won't be anything serious, but his heart's always been a chronic worrier when it comes to Tibarn. ]

[heybabe]

I was panicking, alright!?

[ for how much of a threat he can be on the field, he sure is pretty pathetic once he gets injured... ]

[geronimoe]

Then you must designate someone to shut your trap.

[And Gerome isn't doing it.] Showing us the hidden archers was a stroke of luck. I won't have you giving away our parameters.

[naw]

[an acceptable response, apparently, because she's suddenly clinging to his arm now. like a handbag or something.]

Oh, but it's not entirely a game, is it? Neither of us are children here.

[technically. technically Nah is Gerome's age. how quaint.]

[geronimoe]

N-Nah-![The worst. This is the absolute worst.]

It's completely a game. I had suggested it as such, and so it is. [What a stubborn ass. But he isn't shaking her off.] Games aren't limited only to children.

[naw]

We can play and be serious at the same time. I learned that from my mother.

[important life lessons, yo.]

[taketotheskies]

I'm always glad to humor you. Besides, the rest of the healers are dealing with people who got stuck in the bridge. [He lets Reyson get to work, then...it's just a cut, but he knows Reyson's going to fuss over it anyway.]

[geronimoe]

[nowi you're not making this any easier]

I'm afraid multitasking in such a way is foreign to me.

[but gerome bends his arm a little more to accommodate her hold, and he lays his free hand over one of her's, hesitantly. he'll head them in the right direction to the dining tent now.....]

[heybabe]

Sheesh, ever so severe, huh, Gerome? It's no wonder people are starting to mistake you for an old man from how serious you are.

[ you do realize he's tending your wound right, Inigo? ]

[geronimoe]

[Oops, was that Gerome tying the bandage a little tighter?]

Better an old man than an adolescent, skirt-chasing lothario that can't keep his focus in battle.

[naw]

Oh, please, it isn't as difficult as it might seem.

[her smile only grows wider- success! ??]

If someone as scatterbrained as my mother can manage it, someone like you certainly can.

1/2

[geronimoe]

[ maybe maybe not]

With a manakete's supposedly keener sense of hearing, should you say such things about your mother within earshot of the camp? [hah.]

[geronimoe]

Which reminds me.

Cherche would like to be formally introduced to you.

[naw]

I only speak the truth. [sorry mom! but moving along.]

Cherche... your mother? That makes her my step-mother!

[in-laws.]

[geronimoe]

[oh my god. gerome's hand goes right to his face.]

Please- Let's cease this game once you meet her. I'll not give her a heart attack.

She would like to cook dinner for us tomorrow evening. [as much as Gerome was against it. cherche and gerome reached A support by this time, finally, so he's ready to let her start doing mom things. like grilling the girls he likes. hahaha...]

[elucidatus]

I assure you, I'm not foolish enough to challenge the bandits by myself.

[Low resistance to magic or not, Laurent doesn't want to take his chance against their weapons.

Basically, he's not that stupid, Inigo.</small.]

[heybabe]

[ There's a wince from him, considering WELL, a tight bandage wrap is pretty painful alright. ]

What does that even mean!? [ YOU'RE IMPLYING HE HAS SEXUAL RELATIONSHIPS, OF WHICH HE HAS NONE! ]

[heybabe]

Alright, then, good luck.

[ HE'S GOING TO JUST BREAK OFF OF HIM BY PUSHING HIM.

and being melodramatic about the "roaches", yeah. ]

1/2

[geronimoe]

[Gerome stops. He gives Inigo a long, hard stare.

Then he corrects himself.]

Wannabe lothario.

[Fixed it.]

[geronimoe]

[He's going back to his work now.]

There will likely be no dancing in your future until this wound has healed.

[naw]

[A FAMILY DINNER naw ok. Nah certainly seems excited about it, though; she perks up, an extra bounce in her step.]

I'm certainly looking forward to it. A dinner, just the three of us...!

[unless. unless. Nowi comes along too.]

Are you excited as I am, Gerome?

[heybabe]

[ W O W, he feels so loved over here. Still those words got him to snap out of it. ]

...Hah, yeah, I suppose that's true... [ Considering Gerome's one of the guys that knows of his secret habit at night. ]

Guess that means there's more time for me to rest in the night, then!

[ Except that's a lie since he's one of the biggest night owl of the group. ]

[geronimoe]

As if it would be that easy. You don't only escape in the evenings to dance in privacy, do you?

[Gerome is willing to bet a lot of the children have more nightmares than they'll admit to.]

But yes--in this instance, you'll need to rest your leg as much as possible.

[Gerome fishes his pockets for a vulnerary. He uncork the vial and offers it to Inigo.]

Here.