#huddima

[ratfantasy-sims]

Luanda: “...Hudd?”

Hudd: “Hmmmm?”

Luanda: “I..”

Hudd: “Yes? Is everything okay?”

Luanda: “No.”

Hudd: “What’s wrong, sis?”

Luanda: “Someone knocked me up.”

Hudd: “Oh.”

Hudd: “Well, we’ll do the best we can, I guess. I’m sorry.”

Luanda: “Whatever that means.”

Hudd: “You don’t have to keep it if you don’t want to. *pausing* Uh, No one’s gotten pregnant here for a long time and the last person who did ran away and took the baby with them. I never even got to touch it before it came out. So.. would it be weird if I touched your stomach just to.. see?”

[ratfantasy-sims]

It’s morning here on the Isle of Myreus. Here, laws don’t exist - well, most of them don’t. The only thing you cannot do is harm a member of the royal family - but anything else goes. Anything. Yes, whatever you just thought of. That too.

That does not mean there are no consequences to your actions here, as Luanda has discovered in her ‘quest’ for freedom. Running away from your family and becoming a sister of a brothelcommune does not make your problems go away, nor does it shield you or anyone else from the consequences of that decision.

Life still moves forward - the same as ever and always - it does not judge, it does not discriminate, it simply is and so are you.

[ratfantasy-sims]

The focus is on the brothel now for awhile rather than another household.. two reasons. Luanda was created to be played- and I’ve still got questions to answer. We already found out who Lu’s ‘boyfriend’ was.. a somewhat questionable term considering, but, uhh, close enough.

Everyone is labeled with their age, too. No one knows how old Oats is, nor has anyone really asked.

When I’ve spoken enough about this group, we’ll be dropping by Elouan’s house and seeing how he is coping with the ‘disappearance’ of his wife.. and how Roger is coping with the ‘disappearance’ of his mother. She’s not actually gone, but they don’t know that. Yet.

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Hath: “So, you’ve met the King’s jester, right?”

Hudd: “We.. had an encounter with him..?”

Hath: “I saw him the other day, picking a fight with this weird guy. No idea what it was about but they both ended up screaming at each other. Kinda funny.”

Hudd: “Hmm”

Hath: “I’m not surprised he comes around here, actually. He seems the type!”

Hudd: “Actually.. we were the ones who approached him and he very kindly refused, but paid us anyway, even told us to have a nice day. I think he thought we were weird or something. That’s the impression I got.”

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Luanda: “I started reading that book. The one Kimber said has the unicorns in it.”

Oats: “Yeah?”

Luanda: “There’s no unicorns in it.”

Oats: “Maybe she forgot which one it is and gave you the wrong book.”

Luanda: “Yeah, well, whatever happened, I don’t really care about it anymore. I’m already frustrated enough. Wish she could just remember things. There’s plenty other things I could have been doing besides reading about unicorns.”

Oats: “That’s not my fault. You picked up the book and read it yourself.”

Luanda: “I wasn’t accusing you of anything."

Oats: “But you’re still trying to make me responsible for it, and I’ve got plenty of work to do myself. If you have a problem with Kimber, talk to her, not me.”

Huddima: “...I don’t know about you guys, but I already tended the garden, so if that’s on your to-do list you don’t gotta worry about it anymore. Feel free to continuing arguing about.. unicorns???...if you want to.”

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Hudd: *purring, dragging her hand across Luanda’s belly*

Luanda (irritated): “Are you happy yet?”

Hudd: “Feels like a normal belly to me. No baby. Weird.”

Luanda: “I’ve not had my quickening yet, but I am sure that there’s a baby there.”

Hudd: “Let us know if you need anything, okay? You should rest for a few days and see how your body is adjusting to uh.. this. We’ll go out without you.”

Luanda: “You don’t have to.”

Hudd: “No, it’s best for the baby, at least until it’s comfy in there.”

Luanda: “I don’t want to- It’s my fault, not yours.”

Hudd: “It’s no one’s fault. I don’t mind and neither does anyone else. We gotta care for each other the best we can. You’d do the same for me, wouldn’t you?”

Luanda: “To be honest? I don’t know. I’m not.. I don’t fee like one of you yet. Even if..”

Hudd: “Ah, well, that’s alright. I think you’re one of us regardless, Lu. But it’s okay if you don’t feel the same.”