It was the very next day. The women had brought you up into the building, the third floor. One of the guards, named Clara, provided you with medical attention. She seemed to be quite skilled in her trade. She applied salve to your ankle, which was fractured in two areas while you laid in a comfortable bed. You were in nothing but underwear, but you were mostly covered with bandages by now. She had already wrapped your lower torso with enchanted bandages, which were quite thick and stiff. You looked up at her as the sun poured in through a window. She had back-length dirty blond hair with bangs that she seemed to always be pushing out of her eyes. You wonder if she stops during a battle, perhaps in the middle of a charge to fix her bangs. The other defining characteristic of her face are her cheeks, which seem kind of big. It gives her a cute look, and you wonder if you would have been able to take her too seriously, even last night, if you saw them. You just want to reach out and-
"Pinch my cheeks and I'll stab you."
"How did you know?"
She gave a giggle and said, "Because everyone does. I can't stand it!"
You smile at her. At least she's friendly. "I'll keep that in mind. I know how you feel."
"I'm sure you will!" she said in a half-threatening voice and with a wink.
She went back to work. Your arm had taken a hit too, especially your shoulder. You notice that she's wearing a sleeveless shirt that hangs on by two thin straps that criss-cross above her breasts, over her shoulders and connected to a brass loop. You eye her defenseless underarms and imagine tickling them. Your imagination is cut off by a ticklish feeling. While working around your shoulder, she accidentally got into your own underarm. You let out a squeal.
"Ticklish?" she asked with a mischievous grin.
"Yeah... I'm really ticklish there.." You admitted.
"I like you; brave AND honest. I'll tell you what. In an hour, your wounds should be in good shape. If you let me tickle you for..." she paused and thought, "two hours, I'll let you return the favor... or do anything else you want." She leaned in with her face quite close to yours in a seductive smile. You smiled yourself, and were very happy with your decision to join up already. You jokingly asked, "Like pinching your cheeks?" You both laughed and she said, "Does that mean you're in?"
"Well of course!"
"Then I'll go get things prepared!"
After one of the slowest hours of your life, the door opened and you saw
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