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Elya falls through the portal and hits her head. When she tries to lift herself, the world reels and suddenly all lights seem way too bright. She closes her eyes, trying to shut it out, but her head is pounding. Even thinking is becoming difficult, and after a moment she blacks out.
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Well if that's the case then this is her lucky day, because she is about to get closely acquainted with his bizarrely disproportionate red penis.
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Wow that was fast.
It's okay, she tells herself. You've done this tons of times. Not normally so big, but... you can make room. Probably.
He has a lot of enthusiasm and very little care for her comfort and way too much bizarrely disproportionate red penis, and also he keeps pinching her nipples.
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She does her best to make room but he's still bigger than comfort permits. The nipple pinching helps, a little.
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She realizes partway through that not only has she not done the nacring invocation ritual, she can't, because she already did this month. She desperately attempts to sense if this guy actually feels, like, demon-y at all, since she apparently failed to think to do that extremely basic step earlier, also.
Well he sure feels something-y, and it's not a good something, but it's not exactly like the demons she's familiar with, either.
No, apparently, once he's had his way with her (and left her dripping with a substance that has the same slightly-wrong feeling as the rest of him), he grabs her pouch of gemstones and takes off.
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Fair's fair, she guesses. At least she's not dead.
Once she's done lying on the ground (which takes a while) she gets up and tries to clean off in the lake.
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The lake is calm, the water cool and refreshing...
...and she still feels slightly wrong when she's done.
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Gross gross gross gross gross.
She tries to will the wrongness out of her body, or concentrate it the way she would a demon, or or something.
It's not quite embodied enough to handle that way, at least not straightforwardly; it's possible she could get somewhere with it, but not in the first five minutes of trying—
—and that's about all the time she gets before she hears someone coming up the path from the south.
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Please let it not be yet another bizarre little red penis man.
She ducks as much under the water as she can and tries to find some reeds or something to hide amongst.
Nope! This person is also short, but she's green and has huge tits and if there was a penis under that ragged leather wrap-skirt she'd have a tough job hiding it. She looks cheerful. Maybe she's not as into sexually assaulting strangers as the last two people Elya met around here!
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Maybe not but Elya is not feeling her most social right now.
She is going to stay right here and hope the green lady with the great tits does not see her.
The green lady with the great tits walks right on by.
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Phew.
Okay. Maybe a camp site right at the edge of the water won't be as safe and secluded as she was hoping. Are there any natural features around that look uninhabited and relatively defensible?
Not within immediate view. Her choices of direction here are east into the wasteland, west into the water, south into the long grass, or north into the forest.
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Long grass sounds soft. She can go lie down in the grass and it will probably be tall enough to hide her from view and she can worry about a more permanent encampment when everything is less bad.
The long grass gets taller as she travels further into it; after a couple of minutes, she's in grass deep enough that she could probably conceal herself in it without much trouble, although she might like to cross this path in front of her first and get far enough away from it that passersby won't see her through the stalks. Or, alternately, she could follow the path.
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Yeah, Elya is going to take the path less traveled by. Which is to say, no path. She is going to head into the grass and try not to leave an obvious trail behind her and then she is going to curl up in it and stop being awake.
That is super valid.
No one sexually assaults her all night! Hooray!
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Elya is deeply grateful for every night of her life in which she is not sexually assaulted.
The rising sun warms her grassy nest.
That path is still there, or she could keep following the shoreline, or she could curl up and sleep all day, although if she does that last thing she's going to get hungry eventually.