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Chapter 3 : Introduction/Distraction
Karl-Heinz and Vaskra were walking thru out the day over the shell shocked and mostly muddy landscape of this sadly war and explosions riddled hellscape of a countryside. The walk gave Vaskra time to order her thoughts again, even if her arousal didn´t subside, the confusion lifted a bit and she could form some plans and ideas of what to do next and how to get into the pants of this oddity of a male being that looked like a Tret but acted like a puppet that gets controlled by nothing but physical strings.
´Odd skill to train, to do something completely without axiom, sort of like running into battle with just your bare fists as holding a weapon would make it much to easy. But wait these pheromones keep me so distracted all the time, my pants must be wetter than ever. Even wetter than the harsh few days in basic training where we were all drenched in rain and sweat in equal measures under a thick layer of convenient forest mud.´
Karl of course didn´t notice the wet trails forming in between Vaskra´s legs as he was way to occupied in drinking in the scenery and trying to internally work his way into the system of the game as he found out that shouting a word was not needed to access the menu and other minimally helpful windows in his system. There were a few pages with lore dump, which he promised and knew he wouldn´t do anyway, read sometime in the future. There was a new detail that he apparently accepted the mighty quest of following Vaskra to Vaskra´s “base”, but that was very vague in destination locations as it could be.
Karl-Heinz did enjoy that he wasn´t hand held by quest markers that just lead the way, he had been spoiled way to many times in past games and enjoyed the lack of feature that turned into a feature that forced him to pay attention to more than just combat mechanics and were to get the next planned encounter.
Thinking about the curse runes of Crafting, resource management, survival and exploration. So far it seems as if this game was taking a very realistic rout with no restrictions yet, but that he would need to grind every single step of the way in what ever he was trying to do.´Later in camp of cave or bunker or where ever she dumps me I should try to get some resources or tools and see how well or if there is a crafting system in this game. Maybe exploit it a little for an easier start. They only gave me clothes, a spear and a non telling ´Bonus´ as they dumped me in laser world war one …. Waaaait did they even have something fast firing in that battle or was that all just different sizes of single shoot single boom laser weapons back there ?´
Vaskra having formed an idea of a plan again, broke the silence. “ Sooooo what are you looking for in a girl ?, how often are you married already ? What brings you out of your bunker or do you come from off world ? ….” Before more of the slow spoken simple questions could leave her mouth, the concentration of Karl was broken from his internal pondering and shifted over to Vaskra. The blank stare of the man made her shiver in shock and excitement in oddly equally confusing measures. If looks could drill into people, the cold analytical stare of Karl-Heinz would have puncture Vaskra and the mountain behind her, or so she felt at that moment and froze in shock and wait for his reaction.
Karl being a bit stumped and unaware of the pressure he was putting unexpectedly on Vaskra to a few seconds to form an answer“Eeeeeh oki wait a second, all one after the other. First the questions. What am I looking for in women and if I ever was married and were I come from. Last one first. I was in my normal house in Bielefeld and got no clue how I ended up were I am now ...” Not noticing or even being able to care that honesty might work against him if his conversation partner had any higher goals of manipulation in mind and or some spy skills. “... No I never was married, just some failed relations that didn´t last to long or go anywhere. Lastly, I got a long list worked out of what I think I want out of a woman, buuuuuut I got it on my PC at home and would need to write that one down again, took me a few good spend hours to half ass that list back in the day”
Karl-Heinz laughed at this half joke, that only rarely others get in his lack of face to face social interactions of his normal life so far. Vaskra trying to charm him joins in with a few giggles, badly acted but good enough to fool Karl.
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“What would I need to do to get you to fuck me? You are deep in heat …. and I can´t stand the hornyness much longer ...” Vaskra being as delicate as the smith´s biggest hammer scares Karl off. He had had relationships, but non were really with normal healthy people and after to many bad experiences, desperation became a red flag to avoid for self protection. This rule of a red flag was somewhat bent and put into the absurd by the absurd world, game and situation he was in. Could he trust people here ? Were they as sneaky or worse than in the Real world ? Was this a candy trap to get him to be Sugar Daddy or little submissive male bitch for a subplot later on ? Was this honest and she wanted him to be her world and drag her around the lands as inventory mule, meat shield and or lewd scene lover ?
Now this time Karl was stunned into inaction, not by not being able to handle sexual topics. No this pervert had a very well trained and honed potty mouth and mood crusher cannon with little if any shame restrictions if he wanted it. The questions of trustability on the other hand and the million possible outcomes of possible intimate social interactions had him in a mental loop.
Vaskra took this as a sign of insecurity. She pictured the wrong kind of insecurity, still was close enough to make good enough choice of action and tried to push forward. “What can I do to assure you of me, that I am a good partner ?” whilst internally she was begging on her knees for sex. She was holding her facade well enough for now as she was using the knowledge of a Cannidor, who claimed and probably lied, to know how to get men and that you just have to put out a brave face to act strong and willing to do anything that it takes just like in battles!
Almost trademarking the “I need time to think about every respond I give”, Karl subverts the topic by starting to walk again. “I want to get somewhere shelter like today, so lets do a walk and talk”. Vaskra doesn´t take long to catch back up and walks beside Karl, almost rubbing her breasts into his arm, still she maintains an air of distance to try and not look to pushy to someone she tried to capture by force not 1h ago.
After a few steps the talking continues. “well are you the best choice that I can make in this game ? How good are your lewd scenes compared to other potential partners down the line ? Am I limited to one partner or is this world or game a harem one with limitless partners ? Hope I didn´t glitch your code there again with my questions” Karl didn´t look at Vaskra whilst he was spilling out his thoughts of counter questions to the one that Vaskra had managed to ask. She was able to push on thru the oddness of his questions and stayed undeterred, this felt like progress to her and she would slam her head against this brick wall, of a way to a man, until she either succeed or pass out.
“Yes yes what ever you want you can have all the other woman as long as you take me too ...” She hoped that the seemingly clueless Karl-Heinz wouldn´t notice her set condition of first her or no women at all would work. “They way it works here, you get up to 100 wife´s and then you are considered married enough ,,, but you could go even higher if enough women want you, Am I the best ? Yes I am ! You won´t find a more pretty Tret out there on this mud-ball of a planet ! I still got all my limbs and no scars !”
The way Vaskra was listing of good ish traits about herself just triggered the need for one of his favorite quotes of his father “”and the plywood even resists rain for one day! ,,, given that normal wooden planks resit it without issues for several days.”” whilst he giggled to himself, Vaskra took a few quick steps to get in front of Karl and try to confront him and bringing the whole walk to a halt again at the same time. “Do you think I am not good enough for you ?” Squeezing her breasts again and looking a bit desperate with an just as shaky desperate voice, yet internally still bashing the brick wall and hanging on against her heat.
Karl side stepping Vaskra and moving on as if nothing happened “Sure you are good enough, you look really good and I would fap to pictures of you, just that the good traits you advertise aren´t all that special. Why not say you can aim good with your gun or that you got trench digging scores in basic training, who cares about body parts when they look like you.” Letting his autism shine bright as he rambles on and continues to speak void of emotions shown in his speech. “So why did you try to capture me ?”
Internally feeling as if the first few bricks are giving in Vaskra pushes on with all her bravery and speed to try and sound honest. “I tried to capture you to try and get a man, as they are very rare and only very few ever even get to seen one and I want baby's and a marriage and a happy live and be a breeder instead of a meat shield cannon fodder and my scores in school were to bad for other non meat shield positions and everyone wants a man and please make my live happy and I was desperate and … and.... “
As Vaskra was running out of steam Karl interrupted her before she could stammer out more and´s.”Ok sure why not, but first lets find a bed, fucking in the mud doesn´t sound fun” he still is not looking at Vaskra and walking on at his usual pace.
The brick wall has given way and sun was shinning upon her soul from the other side of a head sized wall. Losing herself a bit to the crash of emotions as desperation turned into euphoria, her muscles tensed and her natural pull on the axiom skyrocketed. “I know just the place! Quick! This way” She grab Karl´s hand and almost was dragging him along now. Slightly changing direction and heading towards what seems to be a mostly destroyed and deserted village.
Karl-Heinz was struggling to keep up with her fast pace and breathing and sweating rather heavily rather fast. He was still processing the change of situation and coming to terms of getting lucky on this first most likely hidden sex scene encounter that he must have found. Grinning from ear to ear in the moments his heavy breathing allowed it.