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Dark Star, Silver, Iron, and Midnight continue their investigation and hopefully, the take down of a group of organized criminals who have taken up operations at an old fortress on the sea shore. They have already rescued a number of creatures and persuaded them to join in their efforts. Now, they most hope that they can strike with enough force, and quickly enough, to destroy the evil that has taken up residence there.
Up in the North, the ponies are waking up, ready for a new day
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>>118173
Iron nods.
"I understand the drawbacks of letting loose ends, but I would rather not accidentally kill the leader without making sure this operation gets dismantled from the roots."
Iron can't help but fluster a little from Sands' affection, shifting his balance side to side with a redder tinge on his cheeks.
"You understand, right?"
His hoof traces ever so softly against Sands' mane, feeling the texture of her hair further.
(She's so beautiful~)
Iron nods.
"I understand the drawbacks of letting loose ends, but I would rather not accidentally kill the leader without making sure this operation gets dismantled from the roots."
Iron can't help but fluster a little from Sands' affection, shifting his balance side to side with a redder tinge on his cheeks.
"You understand, right?"
His hoof traces ever so softly against Sands' mane, feeling the texture of her hair further.
(She's so beautiful~)
>>118183
She nods
“Twice before the Equestrians have cut them, and twice before they have grown back. This parasitic vine is one that must be ripped off in full and burned.”
Sands stands there with a contented look up her face, a soft smile. Through the sensitive frog of Iron’s hoof, he can feel the individual hairs in the mane. Though thin, together they form a thick, soft blanket over her neck and shoulders.
>>118181
“Intercontinentals? We’ve suspected griffin criminals were coming over here, either for an untapped market or because their governments are cracking down over there.”
>>118180
“Well, it kind of affects what police agencies have jurisdiction. If it’s criminal activity, then the Baltimare PD. If it’s immigration violations, customs violations, or tax evasion, then it’s R&M under the civilian government. If it’s Changeling espionage or weapon smuggling for partisans, then it’s the SSA under the Blackhooves. And if you’d rather do it all yourself, then it’s a moot point”
She nods
“Twice before the Equestrians have cut them, and twice before they have grown back. This parasitic vine is one that must be ripped off in full and burned.”
Sands stands there with a contented look up her face, a soft smile. Through the sensitive frog of Iron’s hoof, he can feel the individual hairs in the mane. Though thin, together they form a thick, soft blanket over her neck and shoulders.
>>118181
“Intercontinentals? We’ve suspected griffin criminals were coming over here, either for an untapped market or because their governments are cracking down over there.”
>>118180
“Well, it kind of affects what police agencies have jurisdiction. If it’s criminal activity, then the Baltimare PD. If it’s immigration violations, customs violations, or tax evasion, then it’s R&M under the civilian government. If it’s Changeling espionage or weapon smuggling for partisans, then it’s the SSA under the Blackhooves. And if you’d rather do it all yourself, then it’s a moot point”
>>118184
Iron glances at Skies with worry.
"You mean taking the leader alive is not worth a damn?"
(Damn.)
His stroking, however, remains steadfast, starting to close the distance between their barrels, rubbing coats between eachother.
(This feeling... It's... rather nice. Is this what awaits living with a mare?)
Iron glances at Skies with worry.
"You mean taking the leader alive is not worth a damn?"
(Damn.)
His stroking, however, remains steadfast, starting to close the distance between their barrels, rubbing coats between eachother.
(This feeling... It's... rather nice. Is this what awaits living with a mare?)
>>118185
“It might be the only thing worth a damn. We just know that not taking out the leader fails.”
Sands coat is likewise soft, with long hairs that are almost fluffy. Her barrel past the chest is thin for a pony, whether by malnutrition or a peculiarity of her design. Nothing seems unhealthy though. She stakes a step to the side, closing the gap
“It might be the only thing worth a damn. We just know that not taking out the leader fails.”
Sands coat is likewise soft, with long hairs that are almost fluffy. Her barrel past the chest is thin for a pony, whether by malnutrition or a peculiarity of her design. Nothing seems unhealthy though. She stakes a step to the side, closing the gap
>>118186
Iron nods.
"Indeed."
He decides to lightly nuzzle Sands' neck, testing the boundaries of touch some more as his hooves keeps on passing through those silk red strands.
(I know for sure mares like Sands do not deserve this treatment. Beautiful, soft and comforting.)
Iron nods.
"Indeed."
He decides to lightly nuzzle Sands' neck, testing the boundaries of touch some more as his hooves keeps on passing through those silk red strands.
(I know for sure mares like Sands do not deserve this treatment. Beautiful, soft and comforting.)
>>118187
Skies begins to show mild irritation
Sands, however, smiles, and moves her head back, so her eyes can look upon Iron. Her neck gives way slightly as the coat is pressed aside, and hair falls upon Iron’s muzzle. She giggles
Skies begins to show mild irritation
Sands, however, smiles, and moves her head back, so her eyes can look upon Iron. Her neck gives way slightly as the coat is pressed aside, and hair falls upon Iron’s muzzle. She giggles
>>118188
Iron, in turn, giggles with her as the mane and coat tickle his own, as well as his muzzle, cheeks flushed from the experience. His cheeks brushes along her neck softly and gently, wanting to make the feeling he has last for a bit longer.
He turns back to Skies, still under Sands' strands of mane.
"I believe the plan is settled so far. With your abilities, I bet you can silence any would-be screamers quickly, boss. After that, it's a round of questioning and knock-outs to figure out who is the leader."
Iron, in turn, giggles with her as the mane and coat tickle his own, as well as his muzzle, cheeks flushed from the experience. His cheeks brushes along her neck softly and gently, wanting to make the feeling he has last for a bit longer.
He turns back to Skies, still under Sands' strands of mane.
"I believe the plan is settled so far. With your abilities, I bet you can silence any would-be screamers quickly, boss. After that, it's a round of questioning and knock-outs to figure out who is the leader."
>>118189
She smiles back to him,
“Mr. Pony, if I didn’t know any better, I’d think you’ve fallen for me”
Skies is pleased,
“That, I can do”
She smiles back to him,
“Mr. Pony, if I didn’t know any better, I’d think you’ve fallen for me”
Skies is pleased,
“That, I can do”
>>118190
Iron nods at Skies confidently.
"We will see if Star's idea works as well. I would also like to tear this place apart."
He turns to Sands, smiling sheepishly still under her mane
"I admit I cannot resist simple pleasures like these."
He nuzzles her neck some more, feeling the warmth and beat of her heart.
"I have longed for this."
Iron nods at Skies confidently.
"We will see if Star's idea works as well. I would also like to tear this place apart."
He turns to Sands, smiling sheepishly still under her mane
"I admit I cannot resist simple pleasures like these."
He nuzzles her neck some more, feeling the warmth and beat of her heart.
"I have longed for this."
>>118184
"From what we read in file, and from what we heard from Boek and Maakie themselves, I am inclined to believe latter. It is likely they are akin to invasive species for local gangs, and that they had operations similiar to this in their home countries before being forced to relocate to Equestria under guise of religious persecution."
"From what we read in file, and from what we heard from Boek and Maakie themselves, I am inclined to believe latter. It is likely they are akin to invasive species for local gangs, and that they had operations similiar to this in their home countries before being forced to relocate to Equestria under guise of religious persecution."
>>118191
The mane is cold to the touch, but warns a bit from Iron’s own hear, as surely nothing escapes it. Her heart too, is a bit elusive, beating somewhere in there. Yet still her mane and coat are like a soft blanket, or a child’s plush toy, feeling somehow safe and familiar.
She responds,
“In a way... so I have I... among other cruelties of confinement... it’s been dreadfully lonely”
>>118191
“Just leave the building behind. The SSA would like it as a prison, and the city thinks it’s historical... or something”
>>118192
Hi floofster
Um... which one is “the latter”?
The mane is cold to the touch, but warns a bit from Iron’s own hear, as surely nothing escapes it. Her heart too, is a bit elusive, beating somewhere in there. Yet still her mane and coat are like a soft blanket, or a child’s plush toy, feeling somehow safe and familiar.
She responds,
“In a way... so I have I... among other cruelties of confinement... it’s been dreadfully lonely”
>>118191
“Just leave the building behind. The SSA would like it as a prison, and the city thinks it’s historical... or something”
>>118192
Hi floofster
Um... which one is “the latter”?
>>118193
Griffin governments cracking down on crime and dissidents, as opposed to the organization simply filling a void.
Griffin governments cracking down on crime and dissidents, as opposed to the organization simply filling a void.
>>118193
Iron nods to Skies, obviously not that interested in the building itself to be destroyed.
His ears swivel and his cheek lays on Sands' smooth yet oddly cold mane and coat as she utters those words, one foreleg wrapping along her crest to comfort her.
"I completely understand," Iron whispers to her from under her mane. "I hope this helps you as much as it does me."
Iron nods to Skies, obviously not that interested in the building itself to be destroyed.
His ears swivel and his cheek lays on Sands' smooth yet oddly cold mane and coat as she utters those words, one foreleg wrapping along her crest to comfort her.
"I completely understand," Iron whispers to her from under her mane. "I hope this helps you as much as it does me."
>>118192
“That makes sense. I don’t think think the decision of the Principality to stop immigration raids after their one very successful one did much to help. They stopped casting nets for little fish, only wanting to catch the sharks. What they didn’t realize was that Sharks are caught mostly in the nets cast for the little fish, and in any event, they certainly weren’t disrupting their food supply.”
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“That makes sense. I don’t think think the decision of the Principality to stop immigration raids after their one very successful one did much to help. They stopped casting nets for little fish, only wanting to catch the sharks. What they didn’t realize was that Sharks are caught mostly in the nets cast for the little fish, and in any event, they certainly weren’t disrupting their food supply.”
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>>118197
Silver nods in agreement. "We also found what is likely name of ship they are using to transport criminals. HMSS Laurel Forest."
Silver nods in agreement. "We also found what is likely name of ship they are using to transport criminals. HMSS Laurel Forest."
>>118184
"R&M and SSA should be contacted for back up, but we should continue on with the plan. i suspect there are weapons being smuggled."
"R&M and SSA should be contacted for back up, but we should continue on with the plan. i suspect there are weapons being smuggled."
>>118200
Iron nuzzles her neck so hard his nose slips under the long coat hairs and into the pink skin underneath. The little hairs occasionally go up the nostril itself
>>118201
>>118200
Skies explains to them
“That’s not a foreign ship, that’s Equestrian it New Marelander. They are using the customs union that now exists between East Equestria and several other territories to get past the stricter trade regulations internationally.”
>>118202
“That’s definitely a possibility after what happened at Blackwood. Let’s Decapitate this organization”
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Iron nuzzles her neck so hard his nose slips under the long coat hairs and into the pink skin underneath. The little hairs occasionally go up the nostril itself
>>118201
>>118200
Skies explains to them
“That’s not a foreign ship, that’s Equestrian it New Marelander. They are using the customs union that now exists between East Equestria and several other territories to get past the stricter trade regulations internationally.”
>>118202
“That’s definitely a possibility after what happened at Blackwood. Let’s Decapitate this organization”
\r
>>118203
Iron can't help but scrunch up instinctively from the unintended side effect of extended nuzzling sessions, pulling back quickly and sneezing off to the side where Sands would not be targeted.
He takes this opportunity to look at Skies and nods, turning back to smile at Sands sheepishly.
"Sorry about that."
Iron can't help but scrunch up instinctively from the unintended side effect of extended nuzzling sessions, pulling back quickly and sneezing off to the side where Sands would not be targeted.
He takes this opportunity to look at Skies and nods, turning back to smile at Sands sheepishly.
"Sorry about that."
>>118205
He decides to nuzzle Sands' cheek instead to make up for that little slip up.
(I wonder if she will be available after this. Where would she go, though?)
He decides to nuzzle Sands' cheek instead to make up for that little slip up.
(I wonder if she will be available after this. Where would she go, though?)
>>118207
And so, he nuzzles her. She pulls her head back slightly when her his lips make contact with hers
And so, he nuzzles her. She pulls her head back slightly when her his lips make contact with hers
>>118209
Whoops.
Iron rubs his cheek against hers a little bit before pulling back with a goofy, sheepish grin.
Whoops.
Iron rubs his cheek against hers a little bit before pulling back with a goofy, sheepish grin.
>>118210
She smiles again
“Hehe, you’re okay big boy”
>>118208
He’s gonna go into the hallway, down the stairs, through the tunnel, through the boiler room, through the hallway, into the records room, then back into the hallway, through the boiler room, through the tunnel, back up the stairs, and down the hallway?
She smiles again
“Hehe, you’re okay big boy”
>>118208
He’s gonna go into the hallway, down the stairs, through the tunnel, through the boiler room, through the hallway, into the records room, then back into the hallway, through the boiler room, through the tunnel, back up the stairs, and down the hallway?
>>118211
Iron blushes harder, puffing his chest proudly from the compliment.
"I am the biggest of boys, at your service."
Iron blushes harder, puffing his chest proudly from the compliment.
"I am the biggest of boys, at your service."
>>118214
He walks down the hall, down the stairs, and down into the tunnel. But he’s not alone. There is another creature there. A zebra, in fact, who has already seen him
He walks down the hall, down the stairs, and down into the tunnel. But he’s not alone. There is another creature there. A zebra, in fact, who has already seen him
>>118214
Iron is flushed with embarassment at the signals he thinks she's sending, making him fidget with his hooves and his cheeks redden to their maximum point.
Iron is flushed with embarassment at the signals he thinks she's sending, making him fidget with his hooves and his cheeks redden to their maximum point.
>>118220
Memories from the abbey surface within Iron's mind, making him fidget some more, looking at something at the floor intensely.
"Oh! Nothing! I was simply... Uh..."
He trails off, not knowing what else to say, looking up with yet another sheepish smile.
"The weather?"
Memories from the abbey surface within Iron's mind, making him fidget some more, looking at something at the floor intensely.
"Oh! Nothing! I was simply... Uh..."
He trails off, not knowing what else to say, looking up with yet another sheepish smile.
"The weather?"
>>118221
She shakes her head
“I haven’t seen the weather in a very long time. I don’t know how long actually.”
She shakes her head
“I haven’t seen the weather in a very long time. I don’t know how long actually.”
>>118222
Iron recoils back from asking such an obviously bad question.
(Gods help me.)
"R-right. Sorry."
He decides to pet Sands on her head as compensation, while still looking down in shame and embarassment.
Iron recoils back from asking such an obviously bad question.
(Gods help me.)
"R-right. Sorry."
He decides to pet Sands on her head as compensation, while still looking down in shame and embarassment.
>>118225
Iron's hear cannot stand Sands being sorrowful, making him hug her gently.
"I will make sure you never have to live that again."
Iron's hear cannot stand Sands being sorrowful, making him hug her gently.
"I will make sure you never have to live that again."
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