Scenario:Lamretta - Lamretta Runs Away
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Lamretta Runs Away
Lamretta discovers that the Grandcypher is headed toward her home island for an assignment. Lacking the courage to face her family and those at the abbey, she downs a few bottles to calm her nerves, only to realize the crew might need them for the assignment. She runs off in a panic, only for the crew to find her two weeks later acting like a proper sister.
When the crew first arrived on this unassuming island, they had no idea they'd be spying on a conversation between a man and a nun.
Troubled Man: Forgive me for making another confession, Sister, but the truth is I hit the bottle again two days ago...
Troubled Man: I was passing by a liquor shop, and suddenly my legs had a mind of their own. Even my pal couldn't hold me back.
Troubled Man: A few swigs of the demon rum was all it took to make a big mess for everyone. It's sad how I keep failing to follow your guidance.
Lamretta: I see. And that guilt has brought you here again today.
Troubled Man: Man, I'm such a massive screwup... After all the counseling you've given me, this is what I have to show for it...
Lamretta: No, you're not a screwup. The fact that you recognize your faults to this extent shows me that you can change.
Lamretta: You've made great strides since your friend first brought you here against your will. Every step counts, no matter how small.
Lamretta: People generally can't change themselves at the drop of a hat.
Lamretta: There's no need to sprint for the finish line. Find a pace that works best for you and the people in your life.
Troubled Man: Yeah... Yeah! Thank you, Lamretta! Your words always give me the strength to push forward!
Lamretta: I appreciate that, but there's nothing special about what I do. Besides, liquor itself isn't necessarily evil.
Lamretta: Perhaps you could find a fitting way to moderate your intake.
Troubled Man: Hm, I hadn't thought of it that way. I've learned a lot today.
Troubled Man: Thanks again, Lamretta! I swear to you, I'm gonna straighten up and fly right this time!
Lamretta: I wish you all the best!
(Captain) and company stare at each other in disbelief at what they have just witnessed.
Lyria: That lady is Lamretta, right?
Rackam: Hard to imagine someone else in the world that looks exactly like her.
Vyrn: Yeah. Wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it for myself though. A change like hers doesn't happen outta the blue...
Unbeknownst to the crew, the beginnings of Lamretta's dramatic transformation occurred roughly two weeks ago.
On this night, the crew prepares to deliver cargo to a certain town. (Captain) checks the manifest once more to ensure they have everything needed to complete the job request.
Lamretta: Gaaah! Say it ain't so, (Captain)!
Lyria: L-Lamretta! What's this all about!
Lamretta: Huff... Puff... No time to explain! Tell me the name of the island we're flyin' to today!
(Captain) hands Lamretta the list of deliverables.
Lamretta: Gyaaaah!
Vyrn: Geez, what's the problem!
Lamretta: I-I knew it!
Lamretta: My old abbey is on this island!
Lyria: Oh... The one you ran away from?
Before Lamretta began traveling with the crew, she'd been sent to an abbey to live a life of virtue. Or that was the plan.
On the eve of the year she was to come of age, an herbal distillation brewed by the abbey touched her lips and opened her eyes to the world of liquor.
Caught up in the moment of a transcending episode, she drank until her memory faded into darkness.
When her wits later returned, a wave of guilt washed over her when she tried to remember the events of that night.
She was too afraid to ask the other nuns about what she had done, so she fled the abbey and never looked back.
Lamretta: It just had to be this abbey, didn't it! Phooey, why didn't anyone tell me sooner!
Vyrn: Uh, (Captain) made a big announcement before we left port.
Lamretta: Gulp... I was out drinkin' into the wee hours with Korwa the other day, and my head was throbbing, and...
Lamretta: Bah, never mind! It's not too late to jump ship!
Lamretta: I gotta make my escape! (Captain), will ya gimme a couple days off?
Vyrn: Escape to where? We're arrivin' soon—as in tonight.
Lamretta: Bwuh?
Lamretta: Gasp, those street lights... I'd know 'em anywhere...
Lamretta's shoulders sag, her face smooshed up against the window.
Lyria: M-maybe the abbey people won't be mad anymore...
Vyrn: It's been forever since you left, so who knows? Time heals all wounds as they say.
Lamretta: I could see the abbey lettin' it slide, but my parents? Urgh...
Lamretta: Just thinkin' about it sends me into a shame spiral. Sorry, guys, but I need to drink this one off...
Lyria: Wait, Lamretta! This isn't the time for that...
Vyrn: Well, she's in no shape to help with the delivery right now. Let's give her some space.
Lamretta trudges out of the room without saying a word.
Lamretta: Sigh... Nothin' like a tasty beverage to chase the blues away.
Lamretta: There oughta be something in here I can open without anyone gettin' mad...
Lamretta: Jackpot! Look at all these bottles of yummy nectar!
Lamretta: I'm sure no one will miss one measly bottle. Bottoms up!
Lamretta: Mmm! The sweet smell of ecstasy! Herbal liquors sure go down smooth.
Lamretta: Hm, have I had this one before? It tastes familiar, like someone stocked it just for me.
Lamretta: Coulda been Ladiva. Should go send her my thanks... But first, one more for the road...
Lamretta: Aaah!
Lamretta: That was good, but there was only enough left to fill half a glass! That doesn't count, so I'll quit after one more full glass...
Lamretta: Hmm, why can't I remember where I've had this yummy brew?
Lamretta: Since it's not comin' to me, it's gotta be one of my earliest conquests. Another glass oughta jog my memory...
A thought suddenly strikes Lamretta as she goes to add another empty bottle to the dozens arranged next to her.
Lamretta: Ah, now I remember. This kick was from a long, looong time ago...
Lamretta: Waaaait!
Lamretta: It's the same stuff I had at the abbey! What's it doin' on the ship!
Lamretta: (Since we're on our way to the island, i-is this the cargo we're supposed to be delivering?)
Lamretta: (Craaap! Pretty sure the list (Captain) gave me had alcohol on it!)
Lamretta: Please don't tell me I drank the shipment! I'm screwed! This is grounds for a firing!
Lamretta: And if I get booted from the crew, I'll have to go back to the abbey... or to my parents...
Lamretta: Noooo! I can already picture 'em tearin' me a new one!
Lamretta: (What am I... How do I... What should I dooo!)
Now firmly in the grasps of impaired decision-making, Lamretta comes to a hasty conclusion.
Lamretta: I'm sorry, everyone! I'm so sorry! I'm a sad excuse for an adult!
And that conclusion is to run away.
Lamretta slips off the ship and comes to a stop in a dimly-lit street.
Lamretta: Urp... All that running... So nauseous... And my head hurts...
Lamretta: Where am I? Why am I outside? Ugh, I don't feel sho good...
Lamretta: There's nobody around... Huff... Puff... I can... relax...
???: Are you okay, miss?
Lamretta: D-don't mind me. Hic... Mighta had a wee bit much to drink...
???: Yes, I can smell it from here. I'm surprised you're still conscious...
???: Unless... Lamretta? Is that you?
Lamretta: Burp... Yep, that's my name... Heh...
Huh? How do you know my name?
Huh? How do you know my name?
The next day, the crew have finished their delivery and are loading supplies onto the deck of the Grandcypher.
Rackam: Say, has anyone seen Lamretta? We could use another pair of hands here.
Vyrn: Probably sleepin' off a hangover 'cause of yesterday's "thing."
Rackam: Uh, what thing?
(Captain) gives Rackam the short version of Lamretta's troubled night.
Rackam: Hahaha. Well, that explains the booze that mysteriously disappeared from storage.
Rackam: Funny how she picked the ones brewed from this island out of all the other bottles we had in reserve. What are the odds, huh?
Rackam: Guess she couldn't resist a taste of home and polished 'em off.
Rackam: Didn't her abbey brew their own spirits or somethin'?
Vyrn: Yeah, she mentioned that once. Does that mean the stuff she raided from storage was the same as her first drink ever?
Lyria: Excuse me, everyone! Has anyone seen Lamretta?
Rackam: We were wonderin' the same thing as a matter of fact. We think she's still in bed—
Lyria: No, I went to check on her, but she wasn't there! And no one else has seen her this morning!
Lyria: She seemed really tense yesterday, and it worried me!
Vyrn: Uh, Rackam? How many bottles went missing?
Rackam: No less than ten, if you can believe it. Great... So we might have an inebriated Lamretta on the loose in town...
The crew members nod and leave the ship as a group to search for the missing nun.
However, more than ten days of scouring every nook and cranny turn up no trace of Lamretta.
Lyria: Oh, Lamretta... Where did you go?
Vyrn: Think she skipped town? I could see her stumblin' off after a buncha drinks.
Lyria: No one at any of the places that sell drinks said they saw her.
Lyria: We still haven't checked the abbey or her family home yet...
Vyrn: I mean... Judging by how depressed she got talkin' about those places, doesn't seem like she'd wanna go near 'em.
Rackam: Hey, you guys!
Rackam runs toward the crew, waving his arms to get their attention.
Vyrn: Didja find a lead?
Rackam: Yep. Couple of eyewitnesses said they saw someone at the abbey that matched her description.
Vyrn: I thought she was afraid of the abbey. Why would she go back there?
Rackam: That was my reaction too, but they said a Draph nun with blue hair recently joined the other sisters.
Rackam: Only thing is, the new nun's been doin' a bang-up job helpin' people get their lives back on track.
Vyrn: Err... Are we sure that's Lamretta?
Rackam: Guessing isn't gonna get us closer to the answer. Let's go see for ourselves.
Everyone agrees with Rackam's suggestion, and they head for the abbey.
After the man with the drinking problem leaves, a steady stream of townsfolk comes to see the person believed to be Lamretta to discuss their own ills.
Each person receives her full attention; each person leaves with a smile and a skip in their step.
Rackam: Looks like she's done for the day. Should we go talk to her, (Captain)?
(Captain) nods. The crew steps out from hiding and into the street. They hear someone calling out to them almost immediately.
Lamretta: (Captain)! And you brought everyone with you! Hey, guys!
Delighted at the sight of her friends, Lamretta waves to the crew with the same happy-go-lucky spirit she's always had.
On one hand, the crew is relieved to have finally found their missing crewmate. On the other, their minds are inundated with questions.