Re: Touhou CYOA - Second edition
Looking down at the abused and almost broken form of the raccoon girl, Byakuren realized that this had been enough for the captive. It had been a definately out-of-character move for her. "Hmph, alright. I'll take your word for it. But you won't be free just yet, there's not enough trust to allow such things" the mage admitted her honest emotions. "Somehow... I'm not... surprised... but... I can't... argue much... given my... captive condition... but really... I have... not lied to you..." Mamizou spoke up too, offering her own retort. With a casual gesture, the sorceress dismissed her summoned member, wiping herself clean before dressing up properly once more. Since the youkai girl was likely not able to walk by herself, the former monk had to carry her via the harness. Eventually the two of them were back on the deck of the ship.
Seeing the still cum-caked body of Mamizou in the sunset made the sorceress feel slightly bad about her rather extreme method of interrogation. She could of course make the ache and filth go away, but was not sure how much the target deserved from her kindness. Not seeing her group around on the ship deck, a thought about going down on the small island nearby came to mind, and was almost immidiately acted upon. But as fate would have it, the entire group was there, sitting around their fire and preparing fish on sticks set around the blazes. Getting the bucket used for extinguishing, Byakuren went to the shore and got herself some water, slowly pouring it over the raccoon girl. After a few buckets of cool, cleaning water, she was once again looking like her normal pleasant self, all the curves of her body free of cumstains. Having done that, the mage took her captive along once more, seating her near the fire and then doing the same thing herself. Taking up two fishes, she gobbled one herself while feeding the other to the captive as she dried herself near the fire's comforting warmth.
Only a stack of sticks with scraps of fish meat remained after the group had dined on their food. "You have her belongings still Nazrin? Give me the glasses, would you." Byakuren requested from her mouse companion, getting what she wanted after a brief rummaging at the bags. Eyeing the cracked spectacles, the gradient-haired woman used a cantrip spell to restore their condition, removing the cracks before slipping the glasses back over the owner's eyes. "There we go, a bit better now?" she asked. "A bit. Could use clothes as well." was Mamizou's reply to the question. "Hmm, maybe you could. But you won't get them." the sorceress waved off the idea. Such a thing would have required releasing the captive from her restraints, not something they would risk with the raccoon. Instead, an old crew jacket found in the storage room would serve as a makeshift robe, even with the bare minimum coverage it could offer. But that had to wait when they got back up to the ship.
"So, where is this place that your friend uses as a living place?" Murasa interjected herself into the conversation. "I could show you, but are you sure you want to go there now? Night is creeping upon us fast."
A. Rest up for the night
B. Go to the hideout now
C. Other tinky-winkies?
