[銀河の物語] - Or Squibsim 2019

You give a little wave to the notail, they seem a little taken aback by your sudden attention on them, and they move out of sight. You look around a bit, and some people are definitely looking at you. You take a look at "your" arm. It suddenly occurs to you that they might be staring at that specifically.
It's definitely giving you strange vibes, and as you're staring at it you think you hear something very faintly in the back of your mind.. it sounds like the words: "you hear something very faintly..."


Fortuna rolls a 20 sided die, and rolls an 8

"AH!" You're snapped out of your daze by a sudden sharp pain in your leg. You look to see that notail child... has stabbed you. "Uh... You... uh... C=" You feel as though they're trying to say something.


Fortuna rolls a 20 sided die, and rolls a 1

You attempt to grab them, having in mind to say something to them about stabbing you in the leg but alas they're too quick, and quickly sprint out of the laundromat, to quickly for you to even consider giving chase, should such a thing have been an option for you. You sigh exasperatedly. They left the knife in your leg. Who's just giving out knives to children, children shouldn't just have knives, you think.


Fortuna rolls a 20 sided die, and rolls a 5

You're left waiting for a long time. At first you don't mind the wait, after the initial hubbub of being stabbed in the leg by a weird masked child, things quickly go back to the boring monotony of waiting for an available washing machine.
Minutes drag on, and you lose whatever you'd consider patience, to keep yourself occupied your thoughts turn inward, in reflection of the past two days. "Two days" You absentmindedly mumble to yourself. Just a week ago you'd never even consider the events that've happened recently to be in the realm of realistic properties. It was the kind of stuff that happened in tv shows, the sort where two friends live mutually exclusive double lives, and there's some sort of folkloric demon just sort of hanging around doing people things.
"This isn't supposed to happen here..." You mutter to nobody in particular, as you reflect how "This" certainly did happen, it was certainly "Here" and it was to You specifically. Last week you hadn't given much thought to kids, or other dependencies, and here you are.

You're snapped out of your introspection, thankfully not by another knife to the leg, but rather by a klannec. "Hey, have you been waiting long, because I'm done." He says in a genial sort of tone. "Oh, uh... thank you." Is all you reply, acutely aware of how stilted it sounds. Nonetheless you exchange wordless goodbyes and you get to putting your clothes in the machine.


Fortuna rolls a 20 sided die, and rolls a 2

After a few moments in the machine you hear a whining noise emitting from the washing machine. Acutely concerned about losing your only work uniform, you scramble to try and shut it down. All your meddling does is cause the whining noise to promote itself to a whiny-clicking noise, You look inside the machine, and its not pretty in there... well actually it kind of is, there's a positively psychedelic rainbow of colors swirling in there. It's almost hypnotic.



After about ten minutes of deeply concerning whining and clicking, the machine makes an anticlimactic ding. You open it, and all the "water" spills out, along with your... clothes?


Fortuna rolls a 20 sided die, and rolls an 8

You pick up the clothes from the puddle. These don't really resemble the clothes you put in there. Aside from still being a button up shirt and a skirt, these don't look much like a Galaxy Burger, "Home of the Galaxy Burger uniform much at all anymore... The shirt is a rather garish hot pink and blue, and the logo on the back is for a place called "Zeronco's" You've never heard of "Zeronco's" but the logo is something rather... vulgar... and the skirt is an inch shorter, which is about a third of an inch shorter than you're fully comfortable with.
You're not fully certain you should be wearing this to work, but... You glance over to the clock. 6:37. You don't exactly have a lot of time to be chosey... At least they smell nice now.

You put on the outfit, at which point you notice that the shirt exposes your midriff, and while you're no prude or anything you'll have some words about whatever hypothetical entity finds this appropriate business attire.


Fortuna rolls a 20 sided die, and rolls a 1
Fortuna then rolls a 6 sided die, and rolls a 1

You leave the laundromat, and the apartment building, and exit onto the street, which you immediately note is more crowded than usual. At this hour, on this street, what could possibly have so many people crowding around here. You push your way through the crowd, and you find out.
It's those notails again, the ones with the wolf-masks. This time its all nine of them, including the one with the fancy black mask. They appear to sniffing around and generally harassing everyone in the area. there are a few unoncious bodies in the space around the wolf-tails. They keep shouting around about "anomalies" and "monsters" You rub your right arm around your left... You don't think it would be a good idea to encounter these people in your present state.


Fortuna rolls a 20 sided die, and rolls a 14



You attempt to sidle through the crowd to get around the wolf-boys. Thankfully they don't seem to be overly attentive, though you have a scare when the... the one that attacked you seems to look in your direction.



You could swear she saw you... If she did she didn't tell the others about it because they proceed to get too busy beating up a rather tough looking noxis who tried to get them to leave. "Notails have no honor" Is shouted from somewhere in the crowd, but you didn't wait to see who it was.


Fortuna rolls a 20 sided die and rolls a 4

You move onto the high-street and attempt to clear your head about all that. The high street is very crowded again, so you have plenty of time to get your mind off of that... You tried so hard to be early as well.
Resigned to the notion that you'll be late again, you decide to casually saunter past the stores you usually do. It's all the usual stuff, that stuff being well above your usual pay-rate, and certainly above your current funds. You pass by a robotics shop, noting the rather... lovely looking Venus unit that is posing sultrily in the window... It's certainly a marketing strategy. You won't lie you kinda want Her.....


Fortuna rolls a 20 sided die, and rolls a 13

You then pass by that clothing store that gives you such equal parts dread and joy. To your delight the dress you liked earlier is still there in the window. The foolish hope this gives you really lifts your spirits after recent events... not enough to actually be over it, but it definitely helps you pretend that you're over it.


Fortuna rolls a 20 sided die, and rolls a 7

You have a moment of deja-vu as you stand there for a moment appreciating things you can't have. When all of the sudden, a notail child bumps into you... It's that same notail child. Not from today, from the start of the week. "You again! HEY!!" They dab at you before running impishly into the crowd. You have a brief moment of confusion before you realize what happened again.
Not again, not his time.


Fortuna rolls a 20 side die, and rolls a 2

It happened again. You attempted to give chase to that insufferable little brat, but they're just too nimble for you to keep up, especially with the crowd like it is. After a short while you are forced to give up again, and resign yourself to the fact that you lost even more money. You hope the little brat chokes on it.... You're pretty sure that made sense.
You ultimately make it to Galaxy Burger, "Home of the Galaxy Burger. And you morosely look at the townhall clock.


Fortuna rolls a 20 sided die, and roll a 17

To your great surprise and relief the immense, friendly leds of the Clock-tower read 6:58. You are still technically early! It's not "bright and early" but surely when you explain yourself...
...
Yeah Dave's not gonna care about your excuses.
Well maybe the one where you nearly died, but the other ones...

You enter the establishment to find Dave waiting at the counter. He looks rather surprised when you actually arive, technically early. "You actually came in... on time, two minutes early is not enough to qualify as early.". You sigh, dejected but unsurprising by his response. He then blinks twise and looks to you, then your arm, then your exposed midriff, then your arm again, then your belly, then your face. You rub your arm a bit expecting some sort of comment on your hand. "What the heck are you wearing, Karla." You blink a few times slightly befuddled.