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[ask-alf-oddworld]

[Ai] After her rather nasty attack from the sligs, Ai walked into the rehab - new outfit, hairstyle, and all. Walking up to the counter, she leant on it, calling out: "Alf! Where are you?"

Alf went towards Ai’s voice, but got a shock when he saw her. She looked completely different. Different clothes, different hair, no pretty flowery things. He nearly choked on his tea. “…Ai…? You look… different…”

[ai-the-mudokon]

Shaking her head, she walked around the counter and gently pulled him into a hug. "If a teapot consists of a friend, a saviour, and a.." she hesitated, resting her head against his. "...a brother. Then yes. That is the teapot that you have given me - and it's contents are the most beautiful thing."

[ask-alf-oddworld]

[Ai] After her rather nasty attack from the sligs, Ai walked into the rehab - new outfit, hairstyle, and all. Walking up to the counter, she leant on it, calling out: "Alf! Where are you?"

Alf went towards Ai’s voice, but got a shock when he saw her. She looked completely different. Different clothes, different hair, no pretty flowery things. He nearly choked on his tea. “…Ai…? You look… different…”

[ai-the-mudokon]

Letting out a sigh, she stood tall, looking at Alf with a smile. “Look different… Yes. But I’m no different from before.” she explained, running a finger along one of her scars. “If it weren’t for you, I’d probably be dead.”

[ask-alf-oddworld]

Still trying to process the drastic change in appearance, he shrugged. “Uhh… yeah… don’t worry about it, at least you’re okay…” he scratched his head. “So… what’s with the change?”

[ai-the-mudokon]

She let out a giggle, putting a hand on her hip. “I figured I should proudly show off my scars! I survived a slig attack - although with your help - but I’m here and alive. Why not show off the story?” she explained, turning around to show her flower tattoo that matched Tenli’s. “Plus I finally get to show this off!”

[ask-alf-oddworld]

“Yeah, you make a good point.” Her confidence and lack of shame in her scars were certainly good. He looked impressed at the flower tattoo and admired it. “Oooohh! That’s real pretty!” The flower tattoo made up for the lack of flowery things elsewhere, in his opinion.

[ai-the-mudokon]

She giggled once more and turned around. “I guess you forgot about it when you were cleaning me up.. you were rather tired that night.” she reminisced, poking her tongue out cheekily.

[ask-alf-oddworld]

His eyes narrowed in concentration, trying to remember what happened that night. He remembered the part about her being injured and helping her but once he started cleaning her up his memory of it was very vague. “Hmm… I don’t remember much, really. But so long as you’re okay.” He gave her a small smile.

[ai-the-mudokon]

Her demeanor softened at his remark, some of her wrinkles creasing around her eyes as she smiled. "Thank you, Alf. Really. You've given this old queen much more than she deserves."

[ai-the-mudokon]

Imagine

Ai as the next Tomb Raider.

[ask-alf-oddworld]

[Ai] After her rather nasty attack from the sligs, Ai walked into the rehab - new outfit, hairstyle, and all. Walking up to the counter, she leant on it, calling out: "Alf! Where are you?"

Alf went towards Ai’s voice, but got a shock when he saw her. She looked completely different. Different clothes, different hair, no pretty flowery things. He nearly choked on his tea. “…Ai…? You look… different…”

[ai-the-mudokon]

Letting out a sigh, she stood tall, looking at Alf with a smile. “Look different… Yes. But I’m no different from before.” she explained, running a finger along one of her scars. “If it weren’t for you, I’d probably be dead.”

[ask-alf-oddworld]

Still trying to process the drastic change in appearance, he shrugged. “Uhh… yeah… don’t worry about it, at least you’re okay…” he scratched his head. “So… what’s with the change?”

[ai-the-mudokon]

She let out a giggle, putting a hand on her hip. “I figured I should proudly show off my scars! I survived a slig attack - although with your help - but I’m here and alive. Why not show off the story?” she explained, turning around to show her flower tattoo that matched Tenli’s. “Plus I finally get to show this off!”

[ask-alf-oddworld]

“Yeah, you make a good point.” Her confidence and lack of shame in her scars were certainly good. He looked impressed at the flower tattoo and admired it. “Oooohh! That’s real pretty!” The flower tattoo made up for the lack of flowery things elsewhere, in his opinion.

[ai-the-mudokon]

She giggled once more and turned around. "I guess you forgot about it when you were cleaning me up.. you were rather tired that night." she reminisced, poking her tongue out cheekily.

[ask-alf-oddworld]

[Ai] After her rather nasty attack from the sligs, Ai walked into the rehab - new outfit, hairstyle, and all. Walking up to the counter, she leant on it, calling out: "Alf! Where are you?"

Alf went towards Ai’s voice, but got a shock when he saw her. She looked completely different. Different clothes, different hair, no pretty flowery things. He nearly choked on his tea. “…Ai…? You look… different…”

[ai-the-mudokon]

Letting out a sigh, she stood tall, looking at Alf with a smile. “Look different… Yes. But I’m no different from before.” she explained, running a finger along one of her scars. “If it weren’t for you, I’d probably be dead.”

[ask-alf-oddworld]

Still trying to process the drastic change in appearance, he shrugged. “Uhh… yeah… don’t worry about it, at least you’re okay…” he scratched his head. “So… what’s with the change?”

[ai-the-mudokon]

She let out a giggle, putting a hand on her hip. "I figured I should proudly show off my scars! I survived a slig attack - although with your help - but I'm here and alive. Why not show off the story?" she explained, turning around to show her flower tattoo that matched Tenli's. "Plus I finally get to show this off!"

[ask-alf-oddworld]

[Ai] After her rather nasty attack from the sligs, Ai walked into the rehab - new outfit, hairstyle, and all. Walking up to the counter, she leant on it, calling out: "Alf! Where are you?"

Alf went towards Ai’s voice, but got a shock when he saw her. She looked completely different. Different clothes, different hair, no pretty flowery things. He nearly choked on his tea. “…Ai…? You look… different…”

[ai-the-mudokon]

Letting out a sigh, she stood tall, looking at Alf with a smile. "Look different... Yes. But I'm no different from before." she explained, running a finger along one of her scars. "If it weren't for you, I'd probably be dead."

[ai-the-mudokon]

Laughs cause Ai kind of looks her actual age now.

[ai-the-mudokon]

Ai looked herself over in the mirror. Scars laid themselves all over her body.. like leeches. Sighing, she ran her fingers over the scars on her stomach. So much for having "perfect smooth skin". She looked up at her face and rolled her eyes. Fuck this, she wasn't trying to be the "beautiful prostitute" anymore. Grabbing a knife, she cut her hair short, before choosing a new style to wear. When choosing her clothes, she began thinking of the other badass queen that resided in this village - Ahlu. She was technically.. apart of her life. With a smile, she thought to herself: "Maybe I should look the part." (Ai's new look after the attack of the sligs! Her style was inspired by @ahlu-mudokon , kind of her step-daughter? Either way, Ai admires her strength and looks.)

[ai-the-mudokon]

“I would appreciate the the word does get out..” she agreed, “I do not want anyone else to feel this much pain..”

Looking at Alf as he asked her to roll over, Ai nodded. With a small grunt and a bit of effort, Ai rolled herself over onto her front, letting out a sigh of relief once more. “…I suppose I’ll get some scars from this…”

[ask-alf-oddworld]

“It’ll be fine. If you’re afraid to be alone, you know where I am.” He moved some shreds of her remaining clothes off of her back and began to clean it. “Don’t worry about scars. Most people got ‘em, and it doesn’t change a thing.” Soon enough, her back was cleaned and all wounds had been tended to. He took out the cloth and bowl and cleaned them. He then brought in a cup of tea for her. “Right… suppose we better find something you can wear…”

[ai-the-mudokon]

At the offer of his company if she doesn’t feel safe, she smiled, relaxing some more. “..I think I can pull off the ‘terrifying and dangerous’ look if I tried..” she giggled gently at the thought, before wincing as her wounds stung.

Once the cleaning was over, Ai watched as Alf left the room to clean up his supplies, before looking over her shoulder as best she can. Her tattoo.. her ball and chain to the scumbags who owned her.. it had all been chopped and sliced. There were still remnants of the beautiful flowers, but they were mostly… Withered, you could say.

As Alf came back with tea, Ai had mustered enough energy to sit up and lean against the wall. Only barely. She gave him a smile as he handed her a cup of tea. Listening to Alf mumble about clothes, Ai took a sip of tea, humming a little at the warmth it gave. “..I don’t mind about what clothing I wear. Do not fret.”

[ask-alf-oddworld]

All he ever wore were little loincloths, so it wasn’t like he had much to give. He searched and found some knitted blankets he made. “Maybe just wrap up in one of these for extra warmth?” He threw some onto the bed. Yawning, Alf cracked his back and placed his fez on the bedside table, sitting on the bed, feeling tired. He scratched his head near his little purple feathers, before rubbing his face. “How long have you had that tattoo?” He suddenly asked Ai as he began getting under the blanket next to her.

[ai-the-mudokon]

Looking at the knitted blankets, Ai smiled and wrapped one around her. It was soft.. and warm. Like a mother’s hug. Or a hug from Alf. Either way, it was nice.

When questioned about her tattoo, she hesitated and gave a small smile. “..Over half of my life, at least. That is how long I was in captivity for..” she replied softly. “I ended up having to enjoy my work because I had no chance of escape..” she paused. “..but look at me now. In a village, far away from the city, sleeping in someone else’s bed without.. without any kind of bad intention.” she stopped and took another sip of tea.

[ask-alf-oddworld]

He turned his head to look at her and listened to her explanation. “I’m sorry about that… but you’re focusing on the right part, which is where you are now. Happy, respected, safe-” he stopped talking and looked at her injuries. “Mostly safe… yeah.” He didn’t say anything about her last comment. Once again he just cleared his throat, feeling kind of awkward. He lay down. “…Yeah… you don’t need to worry about that.”

[ai-the-mudokon]

Looking over at Alf, she mustered a small giggle, finishing her tea before placing it back on the bedside table. "I know. I know that I'm safe next to you." she affirmed, moving to cuddle up next to him with a little effort. Taking a breath, she closed her eyes. "...if you're uncomfortable with me being this close, let me know."

[ai-the-mudokon]

“I would appreciate the the word does get out..” she agreed, “I do not want anyone else to feel this much pain..”

Looking at Alf as he asked her to roll over, Ai nodded. With a small grunt and a bit of effort, Ai rolled herself over onto her front, letting out a sigh of relief once more. “…I suppose I’ll get some scars from this…”

[ask-alf-oddworld]

“It’ll be fine. If you’re afraid to be alone, you know where I am.” He moved some shreds of her remaining clothes off of her back and began to clean it. “Don’t worry about scars. Most people got ‘em, and it doesn’t change a thing.” Soon enough, her back was cleaned and all wounds had been tended to. He took out the cloth and bowl and cleaned them. He then brought in a cup of tea for her. “Right… suppose we better find something you can wear…”

[ai-the-mudokon]

At the offer of his company if she doesn’t feel safe, she smiled, relaxing some more. “..I think I can pull off the ‘terrifying and dangerous’ look if I tried..” she giggled gently at the thought, before wincing as her wounds stung.

Once the cleaning was over, Ai watched as Alf left the room to clean up his supplies, before looking over her shoulder as best she can. Her tattoo.. her ball and chain to the scumbags who owned her.. it had all been chopped and sliced. There were still remnants of the beautiful flowers, but they were mostly… Withered, you could say.

As Alf came back with tea, Ai had mustered enough energy to sit up and lean against the wall. Only barely. She gave him a smile as he handed her a cup of tea. Listening to Alf mumble about clothes, Ai took a sip of tea, humming a little at the warmth it gave. “..I don’t mind about what clothing I wear. Do not fret.”

[ask-alf-oddworld]

All he ever wore were little loincloths, so it wasn’t like he had much to give. He searched and found some knitted blankets he made. “Maybe just wrap up in one of these for extra warmth?” He threw some onto the bed. Yawning, Alf cracked his back and placed his fez on the bedside table, sitting on the bed, feeling tired. He scratched his head near his little purple feathers, before rubbing his face. “How long have you had that tattoo?” He suddenly asked Ai as he began getting under the blanket next to her.

[ai-the-mudokon]

Looking at the knitted blankets, Ai smiled and wrapped one around her. It was soft.. and warm. Like a mother's hug. Or a hug from Alf. Either way, it was nice.

When questioned about her tattoo, she hesitated and gave a small smile. "..Over half of my life, at least. That is how long I was in captivity for.." she replied softly. "I ended up having to enjoy my work because I had no chance of escape.." she paused. "..but look at me now. In a village, far away from the city, sleeping in someone else's bed without.. without any kind of bad intention." she stopped and took another sip of tea.

[ai-the-mudokon]

“I would appreciate the the word does get out..” she agreed, “I do not want anyone else to feel this much pain..”

Looking at Alf as he asked her to roll over, Ai nodded. With a small grunt and a bit of effort, Ai rolled herself over onto her front, letting out a sigh of relief once more. “…I suppose I’ll get some scars from this…”

[ask-alf-oddworld]

“It’ll be fine. If you’re afraid to be alone, you know where I am.” He moved some shreds of her remaining clothes off of her back and began to clean it. “Don’t worry about scars. Most people got ‘em, and it doesn’t change a thing.” Soon enough, her back was cleaned and all wounds had been tended to. He took out the cloth and bowl and cleaned them. He then brought in a cup of tea for her. “Right… suppose we better find something you can wear…”

[ai-the-mudokon]

At the offer of his company if she doesn't feel safe, she smiled, relaxing some more. "..I think I can pull off the 'terrifying and dangerous' look if I tried.." she giggled gently at the thought, before wincing as her wounds stung.

Once the cleaning was over, Ai watched as Alf left the room to clean up his supplies, before looking over her shoulder as best she can. Her tattoo.. her ball and chain to the scumbags who owned her.. it had all been chopped and sliced. There were still remnants of the beautiful flowers, but they were mostly... Withered, you could say.

As Alf came back with tea, Ai had mustered enough energy to sit up and lean against the wall. Only barely. She gave him a smile as he handed her a cup of tea. Listening to Alf mumble about clothes, Ai took a sip of tea, humming a little at the warmth it gave. "..I don't mind about what clothing I wear. Do not fret."

[ai-the-mudokon]

“I would appreciate the the word does get out..” she agreed, “I do not want anyone else to feel this much pain..”

Looking at Alf as he asked her to roll over, Ai nodded. With a small grunt and a bit of effort, Ai rolled herself over onto her front, letting out a sigh of relief once more. “…I suppose I’ll get some scars from this…”

[ask-alf-oddworld]

@ai-the-mudokon Seeing it was clearly not possible for Ai to do it herself, being so weak and in pain, and leaving it could lead to infection, Alf realised he just had to deal with it. “Uh, it’ll be okay. Don’t worry, it’ll be over soon enough and you can have some tea then rest.” He began cleaning around her collarbone, where some particularly nasty bruises and cuts were.

[ai-the-mudokon]

Ai gently nodded when Alf said not to worry, and she laid her head back. She winced when he started cleaning some deeper cuts, letting out a small gasp of pain. “T…that one stings a little.” she murmured, before she relaxed as she got used to the sting. “..How did you find me?”

[ask-alf-oddworld]

Afterwards he moved lower down and began cleaning cuts around her ribs and stomach. “I just happened to be out.” He squeezed the cloth into the water, turning it an orangey-red. He emptied out the water and poured in some fresh water, then cleaned the cloth before returning. He knelt back on the bed and started to clean cuts around her thighs, being gentle but with enough vigour to clean it properly. “What even happened anyway? With the Sligs. Why’d they hurt you?”

[ai-the-mudokon]

She let out a sigh, wincing a little with each cut he attended to. "I am not sure. Bad day? Warning? But I don't know who they would be trying to warn..." she paused, feeling tired from exhaustion. "I don't know their reasoning... Maybe they just felt like being extra torturous today!" she let out a wry chuckle. "...just my luck."

[ask-alf-oddworld]

@ai-the-mudokon Seeing it was clearly not possible for Ai to do it herself, being so weak and in pain, and leaving it could lead to infection, Alf realised he just had to deal with it. “Uh, it’ll be okay. Don’t worry, it’ll be over soon enough and you can have some tea then rest.” He began cleaning around her collarbone, where some particularly nasty bruises and cuts were.

[ai-the-mudokon]

Ai gently nodded when Alf said not to worry, and she laid her head back. She winced when he started cleaning some deeper cuts, letting out a small gasp of pain. "T...that one stings a little." she murmured, before she relaxed as she got used to the sting. "..How did you find me?"

[ai-the-mudokon]

Don't be scared.

Eyes wide, tears formed in her eyes at the voice that approached her. Were they back for more? Were they here to beat and defile her once again? Pulling the rags that were her tattered remains of clothing over her body, she curled into a ball. Cuts and bruises covered her body, and she wept from both physical and emotional pain. “….just hurry up and finish what you started…” she sobbed, not knowing who was there.

[ai-the-mudokon]

Out of everyone, she was glad it was Alf that had found her. Tenli would have freaked out and cried.. who knows what Vi'ho would have done… and as for Kita? She wouldn’t want to have done that to her… Not that she was around anyway.

Hearing Alf clear his throat as he finished cleaning her arms, Ai looked over at him with a worried look. “…What’s wrong?” she asked weakly, unable to make sense of anything in the condition she was in.

[ask-alf-oddworld]

He looked at the cuts around her body, there were an awful lot. “Umm… well… you got a lot of injuries and quite a few of them… are in… y'know… places.” He said awkwardly as he gestured to her chest and legs. He wanted to help Ai, and not make this awkward, but it was already going in that direction.

[ai-the-mudokon]

Ai followed Alf’s gestures to her ‘places’ as he put it - and couldn’t help but smile a little. “Do you want me to take it from here..?” she questioned weakly, not wanting to make Alf do anything he didn’t want to.

[ask-alf-oddworld]

He felt more embarrassed by the fact she was smiling. “It’s not that, it’s just… y'know. I thought it’d be weird. But it all depends on if you’re able to, I mean if you hurt too bad…”

[ai-the-mudokon]

She gently shook her head, smiling. "I assure you that it won't be weird. I am comfortable with my body, and I trust you.." she paused, weakly raising her arm to test her strength.

"...Would it be too much to ask that you do it?" she added, her arm dropping back down to the bed like lead. "I do not want to make you uncomfortable.."

[ai-the-mudokon]

Don't be scared.

Eyes wide, tears formed in her eyes at the voice that approached her. Were they back for more? Were they here to beat and defile her once again? Pulling the rags that were her tattered remains of clothing over her body, she curled into a ball. Cuts and bruises covered her body, and she wept from both physical and emotional pain. “….just hurry up and finish what you started…” she sobbed, not knowing who was there.

[ai-the-mudokon]

Out of everyone, she was glad it was Alf that had found her. Tenli would have freaked out and cried.. who knows what Vi'ho would have done… and as for Kita? She wouldn’t want to have done that to her… Not that she was around anyway.

Hearing Alf clear his throat as he finished cleaning her arms, Ai looked over at him with a worried look. “…What’s wrong?” she asked weakly, unable to make sense of anything in the condition she was in.

[ask-alf-oddworld]

He looked at the cuts around her body, there were an awful lot. “Umm… well… you got a lot of injuries and quite a few of them… are in… y'know… places.” He said awkwardly as he gestured to her chest and legs. He wanted to help Ai, and not make this awkward, but it was already going in that direction.

[ai-the-mudokon]

Ai followed Alf's gestures to her 'places' as he put it - and couldn't help but smile a little. "Do you want me to take it from here..?" she questioned weakly, not wanting to make Alf do anything he didn't want to.

[ai-the-mudokon]

Don't be scared.

Eyes wide, tears formed in her eyes at the voice that approached her. Were they back for more? Were they here to beat and defile her once again? Pulling the rags that were her tattered remains of clothing over her body, she curled into a ball. Cuts and bruises covered her body, and she wept from both physical and emotional pain. “….just hurry up and finish what you started…” she sobbed, not knowing who was there.

[ai-the-mudokon]

Out of everyone, she was glad it was Alf that had found her. Tenli would have freaked out and cried.. who knows what Vi'ho would have done… and as for Kita? She wouldn’t want to have done that to her… Not that she was around anyway.

Hearing Alf clear his throat as he finished cleaning her arms, Ai looked over at him with a worried look. “…What’s wrong?” she asked weakly, unable to make sense of anything in the condition she was in.