Scenario:Jeanne d'Arc - A Tale of Two Jeannes

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A Tale of Two Jeannes

Jeanne d'Arc is sucked into a spring and emerges having been duplicated into two. The second Jeanne turns out to be the spirit of the fountain, who legend says will disappear once satisfied. Claiming to embody Jeanne's desire, the spirit asks (Captain) to slather her with sunscreen.



Deep within a certain forest, on the bank of a mystical spring...
Jeanne d'Arc?: So what do you say, (Captain)? Let's do something naughty together.
Jeanne d'Arc?: I'm sure you must be excited too, seeing me like this.
Breathing a bewitching sigh, Jeanne d'Arc gently touches (Captain)'s cheek.
Jeanne d'Arc: Enough!
The person who knocks away her hand is none other than Jeanne herself.
Jeanne d'Arc: Have you no shame! Fountain spirit or not, I will not have you doing such things while in my form!
Jeanne d'Arc?: Hehe. Really, what's the harm? (Captain)'s cheeks were burning scarlet. Clearly my advances were more than welcome.
Jeanne d'Arc: Don't be ridiculous! The sun has been beating down on us all day. Anyone would be flushed in this heat!
Jeanne d'Arc: Isn't that right, (Captain)?
Jeanne d'Arc?: Don't be shy, (Captain). The truth is you're feeling all hot and bothered too, aren't you?
The two press in, turning the captain into a Jeanne sandwich.
Lyria: Oh my! Please calm down, Jeanne—both of you!
Vyrn: Yeesh, now I've seen everything. How'd we end up in this mess?
Vyrn and Lyria think back on the events that led to the bizarre scene unfolding before them.
Earlier that day, (Captain) and the crew had wrapped up a mission to exterminate monsters threatening a village.
Before reporting back to the village chief, they decided to take a dip in a nearby spring to wash away the sweat and grime.
Lyria: Ahh, it's so cool and refreshing! Floating in a spring like this almost makes it feel like we're at the pool!
Vyrn: If Jeanne hadn't suggested we bring our swimsuits, we never would've had the chance to take a dip. It's all thanks to her!
Jeanne d'Arc: You're too kind. I am honored to receive such high praise from you, Master Vyrn.
No version of Jeanne d'Arc in crew

Jeanne d'Arc is a young woman who spends her days fighting in accordance with a revelation that commanded her to save the world.
Sensing the same presence in Vyrn as the great entity that bestowed the revelation upon her, she treats the little dragon with utmost reverence.
Jeanne d'Arc: (This takes me back. My fellow crewmates and I reasoned that it would be far more efficient to carry swimsuits should the need to bathe outdoors arise.)
Jeanne d'Arc: (And that's when I purchased this one...)
Lyria: We're going so f-fast, (Captain)!
Vyrn: Yikes! I'm slipping, I'm slipping! Grab me, Jeaaanne!
Jeanne d'Arc: Oh no! Hang on, Master Vyrn!
Jeanne d'Arc: (Haha. Thanks to this swimsuit, I was even able to go river rafting with everyone. That was quite the thrilling experience...)
Lyria: Hehe. Jeanne, you're all smiles!
Jeanne d'Arc: Hm? Was my expression truly that lax?
Lyria: Yeah! Taking a nice soak together is really fun, isn't it?
Vyrn: Bet that's part of it. But it looked like you were rememberin' something good too, huh?
Jeanne d'Arc: ...!
Jeanne d'Arc: Er, well... Nothing of importance.
Jeanne shakes her head and stares blankly at the surface of the water.
Jeanne d'Arc: (Yes—such reminiscing is pointless. That was a mere intermission. The curtain has already risen on my tale...)
Jeanne d'Arc: (I am Jeanne d'Arc, the war maiden. If I intend to fulfill my mission to save the world, I don't have the luxury of merrymaking.)
Jeanne d'Arc: (That's simply the way it is.)
Her reflection in the water ripples as it stares back at her.
The next moment...
Jeanne d'Arc: ...!
What is this light?
Jeanne d'Arc: Whoa!
Lyria: Jeanne!
Jeanne is suddenly swallowed up by the spring, and the light gradually fades.
Jeanne d'Arc: Bwah!
Lyria: Jeanne, are you okay?
Jeanne d'Arc?: Bwah!
Vyrn: ...
Huh?
Much to their surprise, a second Jeanne emerges from the water's depths.
Village Chief: Ah... This is the work of the fountain spirit.
Vyrn: Fountain spirit?
The village chief explains that he had come rushing to the spring upon seeing a column of light rise from it.
Village Chief: This spring is known in the village as the "Reflecting Fountain." It's said to be inhabited by a particular spirit.
Village Chief: According to legend, the fountain spirit manifests in the image of an individual it selects in order to bring them good fortune.
Lyria: So our Jeanne was chosen by the fountain spirit... and the other Jeanne is the spirit itself?
Jeanne d'Arc: But this state of affairs obviously can't be permitted to continue. How do we return things to how they were?
Village Chief: Well... Apparently the spirit will disappear on its own once it is satisfied.
Jeanne d'Arc: Satisfied? That's not exactly descriptive...
Jeanne d'Arc: I am the embodiment of Jeanne's desire... a personification of the darkness within, if you will.
Jeanne d'Arc: That being said—(Captain). Why don't we do something naughty together?
Jeanne d'Arc: Argh! I will not allow such behavior!
Vyrn: This sure has turned into a crazy ordeal.
Lyria: Ahaha... What should we do now?
Vyrn and Lyria breathe a collective sigh as they watch the dispute taking place between Jeanne and the fountain spirit.
Jeanne d'Arc: Now then, (Captain). Before we begin, would you kindly slather sunscreen on my body?
Jeanne d'Arc: I want your palms to trace every nook and cranny of this soft, porcelain skin...
Jeanne d'Arc: S-stay your hand, doppelganger! Don't even think about undoing the string of your top!
Jeanne d'Arc: Hehe. Surely you understand what the correct course of action is here...
Jeanne d'Arc: Ngh!
Jeanne d'Arc: (In order to rid ourselves of this spirit, we must ensure she is satisfied. Do we have no choice but to allow her to do as she pleases?)
Jeanne d'Arc: ("Bring me good fortune"? Hah! This is no more than a living nightmare!)
Jeanne d'Arc: Sunlight is a maiden's worst enemy, far more fearsome than the foe of the world itself. The fate of my complexion is in your hands, (Captain).
Jeanne looks on bitterly as the fountain spirit pulls a tube of sunscreen out of her bathing suit.
Will the true Jeanne be able to resolve this baffling situation?