*Knock knock*
Sighing and half-naked I kicked all the door-blocking shit aside and ripped it open.
“What?”
Vivi… looked different. Really really sexy. What the hell had happened? I saw the sun had just set but it hadn’t been that long, like at all.
“What’s up?” I felt my heart beat in an uncomfortable area.
She eyed me up and down. Suddenly feeling like a piece of meat, sexy meat actually, I realized that I wasn’t wearing a shirt.
“Are you settling in okay?”
I gulped and realized in a rush that I wanted to sleep with her. Badly. I was also incredibly horny. That warred and twisted inside me until my finger brushed against the engagement ring still wrapped around my pinky.
“No… No. Thank you though. For everything today, showing me around. Saving my ass out there. I- I gotta go.”
I slammed the door shut and locked it. I left the key inside the lock and when the finality of the lock clicking home didn’t do anything for my… attention, I decided to try headbutting myself against the wall to get myself together. Besides the near concussion, it kind of worked. It hadn’t even been two weeks and I was already thinking like that? I felt like a piece of shit. I was truly a piece of shit. I loved Duck. NO. I love my Duck. She was still alive. What is wrong with me?
Agh! I’m thinking of Duck again. The emotional gut-twist of desperately missing my Duck twisted the feelings of guilt into some new indescribable emotional pain. I ran to the bathroom as Vivi continued her remote assault on my libido.
I skipped the hot shower and sat in the tub as I filled it with slightly-too-cold water. I needed to cool my ass off.
There were lingering thoughts of Viviane… of her naked. Of her rubbing on me, more than she had when we were walking around. Of her rubbing herself on me nak- NO. NO, BAD THOMAS.
I really didn’t want to think about Vivi right now but ‘not thinking about something’ just made you think about it more. Pink elephant. See? Thinking about a pink elephant. That momentary distraction made me realize something. I just had to think about something else.
I sighed, I had been trying not to do it, but I knew exactly what would distract me. I’d been putting it off in my so-far failed attempt at a Mental Health Week. That said, after Vivi’s rat-murder-orgy, I was this close to calling it quits on the whole mental health thing altogether and embracing both the suck and the crazy.
“Display Status.”
Doubting Thomas
Class: Ghetto Hedge Knight
Rank: Above Average Human!
Level 6/20
*Knightley Duties
Earned Feats:
Bonus Feats:
Unspent
Feat
Points: 6! +13 22!
Body
7+ 9!
The Strength of your Body.
Fight and Rage: 1
Feline Bane: 1
Cat Shepard: 1
Keep walkin’ son: 1
Shield of Ontiveros: 1
My Body was a Temple: 1
Mind
7+ 10!
The Strength of your Mind.
Trap n Burn: 1
Distract the Doggos: 1
Looks shadily around, whispers, I gotta plan: 1
Man with a plan: 1
Contact: 1
Soul
7+ 9!
The Strength of your Soul.
Mercy on a Poor Soul: 1
Zomboi: 1
Heart of Ontiveros: 1
They Count on You: 1
Good Boy: 1
External Will
5+ 9!
The inner spark of Man manifest, the Will to Shape Reality
I’d rather Die than Lose: 1
Improvised Defense: 1
Clever boy: 1
Assassinate This: 1
Friends in low places: 1
Internal Fortitude
7+ 11!
11/11
How do you carry on when all is lost?
Tis but a scratch: 1
Found a Reason: 1
Thou Shalt Not Pass!: 1
Down but not out: 1
Excuse me… That’s Mine!: 1
Back from the Brink: 1
*Delayed Gratification*
Divine Spark
0
Do you believe in miracles now, heathen?
Your little stunt with the Ontiverians would have been enough. Before. Heathens gotta work much harder than that.
Stolen content warning: this tale belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences elsewhere.
Luck
7+ 9!
To clarify, Humanity has an average luck of 20. Losing His Favor was your choice but regardless, you can't call that 'good' luck. Humanity’s luck reset to (0)
Make your own luck: 1
Right Lady, Wrong Time: 1
Fortunate Son: 1
MisFire: 1
Found You!
Potentiality
-9.94 →
-9.96!
Ranges between (-10 and 10). Losing Status as Most Favored is pretty bad on a potentiality curve, don't tell me that surprises you?