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1. Arrival: Desert
[Nicola is one of the people unlucky enough to wake up in the middle of the desert, though lucky enough not to find himself in a makara camp, at least. He's never experienced heat like this before in his entire life, so his body is giving him an especially difficult time trying to navigate to civilization or at least a body of water. His movements feel weighed down by his suit, sandy and drenched in sweat, but he knows better than to take it off no matter how badly part of him wants to; it is his skin's only protection from the harsh desert sun, after all, along with his equally sandy and sweaty fedora covering his head.
Eventually, he finally spots another person. Or two of them? He's seeing double. That's definitely a bad sign. Well, he sure hopes they're a local or at least someone who's been here long enough to know their way around the desert. Nicola approaches them as nonchalantly as he can manage, trying to pretend he isn't on the verge of passing out from heat stroke. The voice that escapes his lips makes it obvious how dry his throat is.]
Excuse me, would you happen to know where the closest body of water is?
2. Fair Maiden Tradepost
[Some time after Nicola has settled in town, he's earned enough fanta caps to buy himself a simple outfit to blend in better with the locals, ingredients for a dish that he'd like to try preparing along with some rahwahs that he caught himself, and cheap disposable utensils to eat it with of course. The nearby campground is the perfect place to cook, so he claims one of the unoccupied campfires and begins preparing his dish: Tuscan garlic rahwah skillet with spinach and tomato.
When the delectable aroma wafting through the air as he cooks inevitably attracts someone to his campfire, Nicola regards them with a friendly smile.]
Smells good, doesn't it? You're welcome to help yourself to some once it's finished.
3. Dream: Valentine's Date (open to 20+ characters only)
[It's his first Valentine's Day date with his significant other. Nicola's been looking forward to it so much that he barely got any sleep the past few nights, and of course he's planned out every detail of this special day. This lively park is only their first stop today.
Dressed in a fashionable suit, he already has some fresh crepes in hand when his date arrives. Not a fan of sweets in real life? Well, in this dream you are. As soon as he sees the person he's been waiting for, he approaches you with an expression full of endearment for his special person.]
Buongiorno, my lovely valentine.
[His free arm wraps itself around your waist and pulls you close for a kiss on the lips. The scent of cologne enters your nostrils, but it's subtle enough not to be overbearing. After a few long seconds, Nicola pulls away and gives you a once over, speaking again in a playful tone.]
I bought these crepes for us to eat together, but now I suddenly have the urge to eat you up instead.
4. Wildcard
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[Nicola is one of the people unlucky enough to wake up in the middle of the desert, though lucky enough not to find himself in a makara camp, at least. He's never experienced heat like this before in his entire life, so his body is giving him an especially difficult time trying to navigate to civilization or at least a body of water. His movements feel weighed down by his suit, sandy and drenched in sweat, but he knows better than to take it off no matter how badly part of him wants to; it is his skin's only protection from the harsh desert sun, after all, along with his equally sandy and sweaty fedora covering his head.
Eventually, he finally spots another person. Or two of them? He's seeing double. That's definitely a bad sign. Well, he sure hopes they're a local or at least someone who's been here long enough to know their way around the desert. Nicola approaches them as nonchalantly as he can manage, trying to pretend he isn't on the verge of passing out from heat stroke. The voice that escapes his lips makes it obvious how dry his throat is.]
Excuse me, would you happen to know where the closest body of water is?
2. Fair Maiden Tradepost
[Some time after Nicola has settled in town, he's earned enough fanta caps to buy himself a simple outfit to blend in better with the locals, ingredients for a dish that he'd like to try preparing along with some rahwahs that he caught himself, and cheap disposable utensils to eat it with of course. The nearby campground is the perfect place to cook, so he claims one of the unoccupied campfires and begins preparing his dish: Tuscan garlic rahwah skillet with spinach and tomato.
When the delectable aroma wafting through the air as he cooks inevitably attracts someone to his campfire, Nicola regards them with a friendly smile.]
Smells good, doesn't it? You're welcome to help yourself to some once it's finished.
3. Dream: Valentine's Date (open to 20+ characters only)
[It's his first Valentine's Day date with his significant other. Nicola's been looking forward to it so much that he barely got any sleep the past few nights, and of course he's planned out every detail of this special day. This lively park is only their first stop today.
Dressed in a fashionable suit, he already has some fresh crepes in hand when his date arrives. Not a fan of sweets in real life? Well, in this dream you are. As soon as he sees the person he's been waiting for, he approaches you with an expression full of endearment for his special person.]
Buongiorno, my lovely valentine.
[His free arm wraps itself around your waist and pulls you close for a kiss on the lips. The scent of cologne enters your nostrils, but it's subtle enough not to be overbearing. After a few long seconds, Nicola pulls away and gives you a once over, speaking again in a playful tone.]
I bought these crepes for us to eat together, but now I suddenly have the urge to eat you up instead.
4. Wildcard
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