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Syringe in One Hand, Gun in the Other

Chapter 7

-VB-

Days after she first entered this place, Lisa stared out into the thick forest surrounding Alan’s compound.

Though she was ecstatic even now that Taylor was alive, she knew that they could not stay here forever. Not only would the Undersiders have to take Taylor away eventually, they didn’t have anywhere else to take her to. Because of what had happened during the Golden Morning, Taylor made a lot of enemies who would stop at nothing to see her dead, if only for the future assurance that Khepri would not rise again to make them prisoners in their own bodies.

Taylor’s only hope was Alan… because Lisa finally realized why  Contessa had been unable to predict Alan.

With each day, Alan made a clone. Each clone had some kind of subspace bag that he could access. That bag interfered with a Shard’s ability to calculate, and with each new clone, the interference caused by the collective of Alan intensified.

That’s what she’s been having issues with in the past week. As each day passed, the information her Shard provided lost accuracy. Sometimes, she couldn’t even get her Shard to focus on Alan.

This … this also meant that anywhere Alan remained became a natural anti-Thinker hideout.

It was the safest place Taylor could be.

But … But that was the issue, wasn’t it? The Undersiders were overstaying their welcome as was Taylor. No one would blame Alan if he stopped giving care to Taylor right now. He’s done more than most would in his circumstance.

So she needed to somehow incentivize him to keep Taylor safe until she woke up.

And Lisa… she wasn’t sure what she could do to make that happen.

-VB-

“I want you to keep her here. Help her recover.”

One of us looked up at Lisa, who’d approached one of us that had been working on repairing our compound. Yeah, apparently, we still needed to do some repairs! While the structure themselves didn’t decay or break due to the Rust game mechanic, the earth that stood underneath it did change. The heavy weight of the stone walls and the metal building weighed down on the earth. Rain brough mud up to the walls. Winds left branches in the barbed wires.

“You realize that you are leaving a young girl in a fortress populated by men, right?” we asked her. “What happens if we get tempted to do some … heinous shit?”

Lisa gave me a deadpan stare after a brief look of disgust. “I think you wouldn’t be able to liv -. No, that would be wrong. You … respect her too much to do something like that.”

Respect? We guessed that it could be called that. Any choice that led to Taylor’s death simply felt … lacking. Maybe it was our fault for not thinking things through. Like “what then?” after we saved Taylor.

“And what about you? You talk like you’re not going to stay.”

She looked surprised.

“You’d let us stay?”

We snorted. “I’m already keeping one coma patient. How much difference would a few more people make? Besides, at the rate that I am making a new clone that cannot die every day, I’m going to be expanding the compound.”

Lisa let out a shuddering sigh. “Thank you. I guess,” she muttered. “... Are you sure you’re not trying to get on my good side for other reasons?” she snarked with a suggestive raise of her eyebrow.

We looked up and down her form. It’s been a few days since she and the Undersiders trusted us and entered our compound. They have been staying here for the time being, and this included help i various forms, like clothes.

Despite being dressed in a rudimentary cotton sundress we’d prepared for her, she still cut an attractive figure. But we also knew that she was asexual because of how her power turned off any and all form of sexual attraction with disgusting and disheartening facts.

“Beside you trusting us with your former leader and best friend, why should we agree to that? It’s not like we gain anything. And don’t tell me that we should continue to do this because we respect her or something like that. There’s a lot of enemies we’ll have to face just to keep her around.”

“This is the safest place for her. No one knows she’s here!”

“You think we’re going to spend our days like hermits?”

Lisa clenched her jaws. “What do you want?” she asked.

We laughed. “Nothing you can give us -.”

“Sex.”

We paused. “What?”

“You said it yourself. You’re all one person, yes, but you’re also a bunch of men living in a cramped compound while roleplaying as hermits. I-I-” she stuttered at the end as she flushed while looking more and more resigned by the second. “... I’ll find you women who might want to join you out here. Just give me some time.”

“... You think we’re going to satisfied with some random woman we have no emotional connection with?”

“You rescued Taylor who you never met before.”

We clicked our tongue. “Touche, but no. We’re not interested in random people.”

She stared at her and her desperation grew. Was she going to get the message that we didn’t want to get involved with their future shenanigans?

“Me.”

It took us a few seconds to reply. “What?” we asked with incredulous gawking. Even other bodies working elsewhere on this world and other worlds momentarily paused momentarily in surprise.

“I’ve been watching you,” Lisa began but paused before speaking again. “You take a lot of sneak peeks, you know that? Not when I’m in the shower or bath, but when I’m out and about? Don’t think I didn’t notice all of you glancing.” She tried to keep herself calm, but I could clearly see that she was hated this idea. “So drag me over to one of your bedrooms and take your turns with me. Just …” she gulped. “Just keep Taylor safe. Please.”

“... Nah.”

She froze. “What?”

“Look, we get it. You’re desperate enough to play into my fantasies and offer yourself to pay the price,” we replied. “But we’re not that desperate to be persuaded by a cunt who wouldn’t even enjoy it.”

“I would!” she snapped back. “Just because my power makes it hard for me to enjoy it mentally doesn’t mean that my body is also like that! And my power … it’s starting to not activate around you at all.”

Say what?

“Your inventory has some kind of anti-Thinker property, and it stacks. The more clones you make, the more that effect becomes pronounced in each of your clones.” She finally surrendered. “I can’t even use my power right now. I’m talking to you using what I would normally call old information.”

Still, I wasn’t too convinced.

Look, we would be happy to have a lay. More than happy. But it also felt … a little dirty. It was one thing to pay a prostitute for a night’s service, but it was another to gangbang an inexperienced girl because she wanted to keep her friend safe.

Yeah, it felt a little bit too icky. We were just going to scare her -.

“This is also literally my only chance to have sex without throwing up in disgust!” she suddenly shouted, and when we looked at her again, she looked ready to burst into tears.

“... You said we are one person,” we led her on as we stood up. We towered over her by a good foot. “That means if you really don’t stop here, then I might just take you to bed and you might never leave it. Between the med syringes and our bodies, we could also keep you going. We’ll definitely do things to you in the heat of the moment. Hell, we might not even let you go.” We leaned forward, and saw how scared she was. She trembled like a little rabbit even as she tried to make herself look confident. She wouldn’t be like this if she could use her power. Did her power really not work around us?

“A-As long as you keep Taylor and the rest of us safe…” she whispered.

Well, now I had a choice to make, didn’t I? Since she wasn’t giving up, the ball was in my court…

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A/N: Lisa is desperate enough to offer herself to Alan. You get to decide her future. Type "Yes" in the comments if you want Lisa's booty. Type "No" if you want to expel her and the rest of the Undersiders because we honestly did more than anyone could have reasonably asked for.