Let's get organized and then find some work.

You go a couple of rooms down to meet your…servants(?) to recruit them into organizing your gear. You enter without knocking and poke your head inside to find them doing nothing besides lounging inside, talking about nothing important.

Arabella is the first one to notice you. She was slouching at first but straightened as soon as she saw you. Mikko and Gwendolion are lying in bed, still dressed in their pajamas.

You gesture to them before you announce yourself. “What the fuck? I expected you to be dressed and ready to rock before noon every morning.”

Both the twins and Arabella look at you with puzzled expressions. Arabella says something about it not even being 10 o’clock, but if you were, to be honest, you weren’t paying much attention to what she was saying.

You tell them that you need them to go to your room. All three of them go to your room without any delays. The occupants of Tiny’s Tavern are either still in bed or in the lobby getting their breakfast served, so no one sees you filter from one room to another.

It takes about 5 minutes to have all your gear displayed on the table. It takes about 20 minutes for you to get all of the girls informed about the firearms, ammo types, clothing, and other miscellaneous items. Amazingly, they all catch on quicker than you predicted. The Mauser, the MPL, the Jäger pistol, and the 1911 are nothing besides toys for them— they can field strip all your weapons and put them all back together in less than 5 minutes between the 3 of them. You inquire more about their background, but the only one to talk to is Gwendolion.

“Before being fuck toys, our masters taught us how to the product we were pushing,” she plays with the hem of her shirt and looks up at you with her mismatched eyes. “We’re kind of used to seeing weapons…”

You clean your teeth with your tongue, impressed by this surprise reward for completing your bounty. “Well, it’ll be nice having the three of you around then. This works out just fine.”

All three of the girls smile and give each other glances. You continue talking as soon as you finish stowing your gear away. “So, what do you want to eat?”

“Eat?” Mikko looks surprised by your offer.

“Yeah, I should probably keep you fed and whatnot. But, looking at you now,” you gesture to the dark smudges of gun oil on their hands. “I really should have offered food before getting all of you dirty.”

Arabella winks at you, but you try to ignore it. Gwendolion’s beaming gleefully, however, and you can’t ignore that. “Gwendolion,” you regard her. She blinks and raises a brow, making her smile a little smaller. “What do you want to eat?”

Gwendolion clears her throat. “I don’t know the area that well.”

“No, I asked what you want to eat, not where.”

Gwendolion blinks and apologizes. You encourage her to continue, so she does. “Personally, I’m more of a salad kind of girl.”

Mikko and Arabella groan, folding their arms as they break from the circle, muttering what they’d other have instead of salads. You clear your throat and look at them as Gwendolion hugs herself bashfully. “You know, guys, wherever we go, there’ll be more than salads for you to order.”

“But, who in the world prefers salad over steaks or chili this far north? I’m so sorry for my weird sister.” Mikko says in a somewhat toxic tone. Gwendolion perks up like she’s about to say something, but you follow up too quickly.

“I’ll let you choose next time then,” you look at Arabella. “And you’ll have your chance too.”

Arabella knits her brows. “How old do you think we are? We don’t-”

Mikko jumps and claps. “Good! I’m going to choose the BEST options then.”

You meet eyes with Arabella, who doesn’t bother finishing her sentence. “I’ve got to do a couple of things before we go out anywhere. How about you all get showered and dressed.”

“I’ll use your bathroom,” Arabella quickly adds. “Gwen, Mikko- you should go back to your room and get ready there.”

When Arabella says this, she doesn’t offer you any glances, but you figure she’s got her own motives that you will dig to find. In the meantime, you suppose it would be best to filter out what bounty you’d like to complete next. Of course, the leftover contracts after the first one are still the same ones…

• Contract #2:

Helped wanted! Dangerous, destructive, FIERCE animal on the loose. Livestock and human lives lost. Most active during the night; the team of two required. Only experienced hunters, bounty hunters, or contractors should take on this contract because it's an incredibly high level of danger! Please, bring heavy load ammo and hunting equipment - expect extended stay and hunt. Shelter provided, but if you decide to hunt beyond the town's walls, you will achieve a complimentary pack for your efforts AND enthusiasm in completing the contract.

• Contract #3:

Search party needed! Nothing destructive or dangerous seems to be bugging me, but I have noticed that my "compound" has had some unwanted visitors come poking around. They don't seem hostile, but I need someone to go in and "scare" these visitors, so they just stay away! I'd do something myself, but I'm far too frail to put myself in *any* kind of danger. Even though I haven't seen any kind of danger so far, there is no telling what sort of threat these troublemakers could produce if confronted to cease these nuisances!

You figure all of these will be easier now that you’ve got some help, but you still aren’t sure how badly you want your new companions involved in your workload. You’ve always figured that you were meant to be alone when it came to finishing off jobs, but maybe there’s room for change now that you’ve got a line of girls willing under your command. Ugh, that sounds so weird.