Fifth Disaster
[Since Aldrick is (apparently) stuck with an NPC. I will just write out a description of what happened. If this is a problem, mods, just poke me and I'll change this post accordingly]
Aldrick woke up almost the moment the change happened. Beds weren't something he was used to, and suddenly switching from sleeping on the floor to sleeping on the bed came as something of a shock. None the less, he was remaining still. Don't let anyone know you're awake until you have your bearings or until something is about to kill you, that's common sense. Aldrick took stock of the situation:
Item: I'm in a bed now, but I didn't go to sleep in one, so someone must have moved me while I was sleeping.
Item: Cracking open one eye reveals that I'm wearing some of those ridiculous clothes the drones sleep in, for some reason. "Pajamas" I think they're called.
At this point, an arm lazily slid across his chest
Item: I'm not alone in this bed.
Aldrick practically flew across the room, reaching for his sword that still wasn't there. Slowly, a pretty woman sat up in the bed. She was wearing a frilly nightgown, and had a facial expression that on a real person would have been inviting, but on a drone was just Wrong with a capital W. "What's your hurry honey? Why don't you come back to bed for a while?
"I'm fine over here thanks."
Something else occured to him, if he had a drone wife now, then..."Where's Moukou?"
He wasn't particularly attracted to the strange woman who said she was immortal, but she was certainly preferable to a drone, and you can't go several weeks living in the same house as someone without growing some kind of connection to them. The drone looked at him blankly for a moment before replying, "What's your hurry honey? Why don't you come back to bed for a while?
"Didn't you just-" No, he'd tried it before, arguing with a drone was less rewarding than arguing with a brick wall. "I'm just, uh, exercising. Limbering up. Gotta get ready for the day, you know?"
That was more in the Drone's world, so she actually responded to him in a way that made sense, "I've got some much more fun ways to exercise, so why don't you come over here?"
She accompanied this with a "come hither" look that was devoid of any kind of true intelligence. For a horrifying moment, Aldrick was actually tempted. Who would know? And it's not like it would be forcing her. But no, that is not a thing he would do because...because it just wouldn't be right. He wasn't convince the drones weren't originally people.
Aldrick tried the door, yanked on the handle a few times, tried all the windows, then tried for three hours to kick the door down or break a window or even break a whole in the wall, occasionally stopping to talk the drone wife out of trying to caress him while he worked. After three hours, he was too tired to keep at it, so he sat down and closed his eyes. Just for a minute. I'll just rest for a few minutes. It's not giving up, it's just resting for a while.
He jerked his eyes open when the drone started mechanically trying to take his pants off. Swearing quietly, he put her back in the bed, told her to hold still (which she did, obediently, but did so while giving him that creepy smile.) and tied her up in the bed sheets.
Then Aldrick went back to the corner, exhausted, and nodded off again.
Minutes later, he woke up again, back in bed. A hand drifted lazily across his chest, and Aldrick really started to get annoyed...
Aldrick woke up almost the moment the change happened. Beds weren't something he was used to, and suddenly switching from sleeping on the floor to sleeping on the bed came as something of a shock. None the less, he was remaining still. Don't let anyone know you're awake until you have your bearings or until something is about to kill you, that's common sense. Aldrick took stock of the situation:
Item: I'm in a bed now, but I didn't go to sleep in one, so someone must have moved me while I was sleeping.
Item: Cracking open one eye reveals that I'm wearing some of those ridiculous clothes the drones sleep in, for some reason. "Pajamas" I think they're called.
At this point, an arm lazily slid across his chest
Item: I'm not alone in this bed.
Aldrick practically flew across the room, reaching for his sword that still wasn't there. Slowly, a pretty woman sat up in the bed. She was wearing a frilly nightgown, and had a facial expression that on a real person would have been inviting, but on a drone was just Wrong with a capital W. "What's your hurry honey? Why don't you come back to bed for a while?
"I'm fine over here thanks."
Something else occured to him, if he had a drone wife now, then..."Where's Moukou?"
He wasn't particularly attracted to the strange woman who said she was immortal, but she was certainly preferable to a drone, and you can't go several weeks living in the same house as someone without growing some kind of connection to them. The drone looked at him blankly for a moment before replying, "What's your hurry honey? Why don't you come back to bed for a while?
"Didn't you just-" No, he'd tried it before, arguing with a drone was less rewarding than arguing with a brick wall. "I'm just, uh, exercising. Limbering up. Gotta get ready for the day, you know?"
That was more in the Drone's world, so she actually responded to him in a way that made sense, "I've got some much more fun ways to exercise, so why don't you come over here?"
She accompanied this with a "come hither" look that was devoid of any kind of true intelligence. For a horrifying moment, Aldrick was actually tempted. Who would know? And it's not like it would be forcing her. But no, that is not a thing he would do because...because it just wouldn't be right. He wasn't convince the drones weren't originally people.
Aldrick tried the door, yanked on the handle a few times, tried all the windows, then tried for three hours to kick the door down or break a window or even break a whole in the wall, occasionally stopping to talk the drone wife out of trying to caress him while he worked. After three hours, he was too tired to keep at it, so he sat down and closed his eyes. Just for a minute. I'll just rest for a few minutes. It's not giving up, it's just resting for a while.
He jerked his eyes open when the drone started mechanically trying to take his pants off. Swearing quietly, he put her back in the bed, told her to hold still (which she did, obediently, but did so while giving him that creepy smile.) and tied her up in the bed sheets.
Then Aldrick went back to the corner, exhausted, and nodded off again.
Minutes later, he woke up again, back in bed. A hand drifted lazily across his chest, and Aldrick really started to get annoyed...