Sandra seems to know

"They're all awesome." You stammer as you try to pull your eyes off the Red Sonja cover. "Three classic comic book heroes, but so different in their styles." Deliberately picking up the Batman comic you glance over the low table to where Rae has settled onto the comfortable couch pulling up her legs under her skirt, "I love the fact that Bruce doesn't have any special powers, he is just really smart and really focused on his mission of vengeance and cleaning up Gotham city." It is a little unnerving how attentive the stunning brunette sitting across from you is. Usually beautiful girls don't seem to ever notice you unless they need help with their homework, but at the moment the rest of the activity in the common room fades into a distant blur and it feels like just the two of you. "The best Batman storylines play on the darkness of his underlying motivation..." The words trail off and you wonder if you are making too big a deal about some old comics that she picked up at a discount table. Luckily Sandra doesn't seem to think so.

"I got the Captain America because he kinda reminds me of you." Her sly smile takes the sting out of the next line. "You know, all heroic and stuff - always trying to do the right thing even if it's based on a morality that is over fifty years out of date." You cannot help but chuckle at that.

"OK then," desperately trying to keep your tone casual, "why the Red Sonja?"

"Well," Sandra's eyes look you over knowingly, "White Knight or not, all guys like a sexy adventuress in skimpy bikini - especially if she's all tied up like that." She blushes sweetly and then adds almost as an afterthought, "Besides I thought that was appropriate considering the situation Rea's got herself in." She takes a pen out of her pocket and picks up all three of the books. "If you can't decide, I guess I'll have to sign all three." She writes a short line in each book and then sets them back in the box. "There. You can read them later Mister Dungeon Master, right now you have a job to do." She sets her oversized dice bag on the low table with a 'clunk' and carefully reaches in to pull out handful of colorful dice.

Relieved that that awkwardness is over you pull out the DM screen and the module and open the pages to the punishment tables.

"This shouldn't take long at all. Just a few roles to see the court's reaction and then I can let you know what happens to Rae."

"Oh..." It is impossible to miss the disappointment in the Library Science major's expressive face. "I thought we could role-play out some of the interactions." You glance at the table of punishments trying to ignore the adjacent pencil drawing of a curvaceous naked prisoner hanging from her wrists with whip marks all over her body. Most of the outcomes are in the nature of a fine or community service, it isn't until you get into the 60's and 70's that the corporeal punishment starts.

"OK... I should be able to play this out a little."

"Good." Sandra straightens her back and takes a deep breath. "I'm ready." You describe how Rae is taken to a heavily guarded building in the center of the town in shackles around her ankles and her wrists chained behind her back. To your surprise, Sandra clasps her wrists behind her back. Most role-players aren't that physical when they play but you noticed last time that even as a novice gamer, Sandra likes to put everything she has into the role. In this position her generous breasts press even more firmly against the laced top and you have to pretend to look down at your dice to stop staring.

"You have to wait for almost an hour before in a small hall with several other female prisoners." You explain trying to set the scene as best you can. "Most seem to be prostitutes and street urchins in rags although there are a couple other well-dressed women who have been dragged in to face their judgement." Sandra nods as I go on, "There is no talking allowed in the holding area so by listening carefully Rae can hear the sentences imposed by the bailiff. Most consist of fines, and time in the pillory, but one of the young urchins is to be branded as a thief, and a sobbing prostitute is sentenced to a whipping.

"Rae is getting more and more nervous as her time approaches," Sandra shares what her character is thinking, "but she decides that she is not going to submit to that kind of punishment without a fight."

"What do you do?" You ask, genuinely interested in how Sandra wants to play this.