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“Do we put you back in the shed?” You try to be nice to a guy who ruined your evening.
“Is it your shed, by the way?” Wilma has her question.
“Oh no, it’s the nearby Inn’s. I work there. Not many people around to can swap bodies with.” Asshole retorts. That’s a terrible sign of quality for the hostel. “Oh, you’re staying there, I just noticed the robes. Don’t bring it up to the innkeeper. And, please do.”
“Oh cool, then we can leave these sheets with you.” You set the Odetta free to give this man a more comfortable sleep.
“Free, at long last.” Odetta isn’t a burrito anymore.
“You don’t have to, buddy. But I’ll take them.” Fulco the Asshole isn’t going to fight this.
You place Fulco back inside the shed and close the door. It’s not like it’s wintertime, he’ll be fine staying in a place like this. His biggest challenge is the lack of a bathroom, but you’re not going to even think about it. Worth pointing out that Fiora got his contact information. He did warn you that his entity is upset with all of you for helping him, you hope this detail doesn’t foreshadow any future events. That’s the end of the worst stargazing you have been part of, and it wasn’t the fault of the stars! Second worse if you count the time you went camping with your family and it was cloudy. You mean, the Buffalo is pretty cool.
In Lokyo folklore, the Mountain Buffalo is similar to the stork in other cultures, they carry babies on their backs and bring them to families. You have no idea how that would work in a city. Would the buffalo take public transportation? Or walk all the way to the parents’ home? It’s just odd to think about. Anyway, your buffalo will stay outside of the hostel, Fiora and the innkeeper are taking care of it inside what appears to be a former stable that wasn’t in use.
With that said, the group is back in the hostel. Inside the room where it all started, you all are drinking hot beverages of your own choice after the buffalo went to sleep. Yours is tea. There’s a strange tension where everyone wants to bring something up. Some are curious about the others, and some want to bring up what happened, but it doesn’t feel appropriate to start with those topics.
“Hey Mat, your body felt great!” You say with a smile.
“You still in there, Fiora?” Odetta jokes.
“C-Could you not?” Fiora doesn’t like what everyone thinks of her now.
“Thank you, it’s the result of years of conditioning. Are you interested in grinding together until your last breath?” Matilda is the master of the accidental euphemism, so she knows you meant it in the right way. “I’d be more than content if anyone wants to join us.”
“That sounds fun, but, huh, aren’t you already my martial art master?” You say with a little confusion.
“Maybe there’s a little Fiora in all of you...” Odetta wants to throw up.
