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Princess Maker 1.5: Heart Soldier Senshi
[ When you insert the key and open the door, you'll find yourself in a humble cottage, in what seems to be the living room specifically. There are several doors, but a specific one catches your eye: simple in its decoration, the door has a cute little wooden plaque with flowers carved into it. Though the door is closed, you can see through it—as if it's somewhat transparent.
A wooden cradle sits in the room beyond, which is otherwise plain. Inside, a baby sleeps peacefully. When she stirs, calling for her parent, you, her nursemaid, are there instead, to cradle her back to sleep. ]
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[ Slowly, the scene changes, fading in and out with various silent scenes—the baby coos pleasantly, giggling jovially when you (presumably) make faces at her; she tries to pick herself up and falls over, but she does not cry; a disagreement between you and her lead to a thoughtful discussion; the young girl carries a large laundry basket to do chores; she buys a pet dog, looking so proud for having earned the money all by herself; then the wall becomes opaque. ]
[ In the middle of the open doorway, a young girl the age of 11 stands, smiling at you. A stern-looking shepherd dog sits obediently next to her.
This is your little girl. You tried your best to rear her, and she's been good to you. You know she is capable of anything if she puts her mind to it—even becoming a princess. But you also know it's not easy to become a princess—she'll have to work hard, and she's capable of it but she'll need a guiding hand, you know. Better she become a princess than go off to war, though—better that she bear the burden of aristocracy than living a life of loneliness wrapped up in duty like her mother, or losing that life on the battlefield like her father. Whether she actually becomes a princess or not . . . well, that's up to fate, isn't it? Fortunately, when she goes to the Lost Continent, she won't be alone: you, as her longtime caretaker (her third parent, really, or her first, if you consider how her family's left her care entirely to you), may accompany her to her new school. You'll be her ally, her support, her greatest weapon; you'll be the one who determines her success . . . or her failure. ]
[ Of course, you're not the only one that thinks your charge can do it: Joyous Dark Firestorm Starling, one of the Queens of your Kingdom, hand-selected your employer's child. She could not send her own child to the Lost Continent, of course—she has her own inheritance battle to face within the Kingdom and sending her own child out is essentially forfeiting that battle—so she's selected theirs to sponsor. It's because of her that your charge will be able to go at all—in other words, it's your patriotic duty to make sure your charge gets that inheritance. ]
A wooden cradle sits in the room beyond, which is otherwise plain. Inside, a baby sleeps peacefully. When she stirs, calling for her parent, you, her nursemaid, are there instead, to cradle her back to sleep. ]
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[ Slowly, the scene changes, fading in and out with various silent scenes—the baby coos pleasantly, giggling jovially when you (presumably) make faces at her; she tries to pick herself up and falls over, but she does not cry; a disagreement between you and her lead to a thoughtful discussion; the young girl carries a large laundry basket to do chores; she buys a pet dog, looking so proud for having earned the money all by herself; then the wall becomes opaque. ]
[ In the middle of the open doorway, a young girl the age of 11 stands, smiling at you. A stern-looking shepherd dog sits obediently next to her.
This is your little girl. You tried your best to rear her, and she's been good to you. You know she is capable of anything if she puts her mind to it—even becoming a princess. But you also know it's not easy to become a princess—she'll have to work hard, and she's capable of it but she'll need a guiding hand, you know. Better she become a princess than go off to war, though—better that she bear the burden of aristocracy than living a life of loneliness wrapped up in duty like her mother, or losing that life on the battlefield like her father. Whether she actually becomes a princess or not . . . well, that's up to fate, isn't it? Fortunately, when she goes to the Lost Continent, she won't be alone: you, as her longtime caretaker (her third parent, really, or her first, if you consider how her family's left her care entirely to you), may accompany her to her new school. You'll be her ally, her support, her greatest weapon; you'll be the one who determines her success . . . or her failure. ]
[ Of course, you're not the only one that thinks your charge can do it: Joyous Dark Firestorm Starling, one of the Queens of your Kingdom, hand-selected your employer's child. She could not send her own child to the Lost Continent, of course—she has her own inheritance battle to face within the Kingdom and sending her own child out is essentially forfeiting that battle—so she's selected theirs to sponsor. It's because of her that your charge will be able to go at all—in other words, it's your patriotic duty to make sure your charge gets that inheritance. ]
Re: DECISION
Hiryuu and Prim take point on finding and recruiting a doctor to the cause--perhaps someone from the locals who will be more sympathetic to his plight than someone from the nobility. The plan is to get him to assist however he can with the man's condition as well as to get him to provide a dead body for the second part of the plan. Should direct persuasion fail, they do have Charm and Hiryuu's not afraid to use and abuse it for the cause.
Meanwhile, Hurricane, D.Va, and Adora will head to the jail to get cozy with the guard(s). They'll be using charm, words, and money to build a connection to the guards in the jail; hopefully our history (having served for a military family for over a decade) will afford us connections that, if necessary, we can also pull on. The plan is to get the guards to overlook us 1. Getting the accused out of jail and 2. Allowing us to switch the accused for the dead body (provided by the doctor), and passing him off as the accused so no one will be none the wiser. If plan A fails, the jailbreak trio will come back after dark and cut a hole in the jail wall with their heart weapons to sneak the accused out under cover of night.
Having snuck the accused out of jail and getting him some kind of treatment for his condition, the plan is to then sneakily reunite him with his own daughter. We'll help make arrangements ( give them some money and food and maybe arrange for transportation) so they can gtfo and go somewhere better or at least where they can have a chance at a fresh start.
Our daughter will get a lesson on mental illness, compassion, and the fact that sometimes, doing the right thing means not accepting the status quo. Northstar will be the one talking to our daughter.
Re: DECISION
It's not that there aren't any willing doctors, it's that there aren't really doctors on the Lost Continent. Well, not any local doctors, anyway; the school doctor is available. . .
So you charm them (3); the doctor does help, but afterwards, they seem frazzled by the whole ordeal.
. . . Something's wrong, but you can't worry about that right now. You've got a dead body to swap out.
Fortunately, the guards are sympathetic to you (4), so you manage to sneak the accused for the dead body (4). You can't really get treatment for the accused, but you can get him reunited with his daughter (4).
Wow, imagine how bad that would have gone if you didn't have charm!
Your daughter learns about mental illness, compassion, and doing the right thing meaning that she might have to break a few laws to do it. Well, she's certainly learning . . . something.
Your daughter's temperament is now Fair.
Your daughter's morality is Neutral.
Your daughter has learned Charm.