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>>130127He reciprocates, sudsing up her fur, going for a different bottle of shampoo for feathers when he gets to her upper body. He particularly watches as he works the shampoo into her soft chest feathers.
>>130128"Well..."
She looks back to Amber
"You look like a cheerful one"
She seems to smile, and does so in a way that must be unnatural for her
>>130129She pulls back and tenses up her fur at points where Silver applies pressure. Silver can hear the scratching of her talons and hind paws on the porcelain bathtub as she moves and reposition herself, trying and failing to get a grip
>>130130The unicorn attempts to slide down the tub a little to use his own body to support her.
>>130131She spreads her wings in part over the side of the tub, holding herself up. She then uses both claws to scrub the side of Silver's chest and barrel
>>130130Amber is taken aback from the change in the formerly no-nonsense mare but maintains a cheerful demeanor, albeit visibly more cautiously.
"Well, I…I wasn't raised to think of sour grapes.
Warmth and joy is something everypony can appreciate." >>130132"I feel like I am getting pampered at spa. I only hope I can make you feel same."
Silver continues to wash her body. His magic can both wash her fur-covered stomach and her feather-covered chest and neck simultaniously.
>>130133As in, the smile looks unnatural. Like Hilary Clinton imitating a smile.
Looking at her, she says
"Well, let's see how long that lasts"
She resumes looking at the invisible screen
"Well, that was back before the Storm King invaded and before the migration... Even as it was after the first Changeling attack and the vines...After my engagement..."
>>130134If Silver has ever washed a dog or cat, he could feel some similarities. Her belly 'gives in' when he presses into it, as loose fur is pushed aside. Her tail, previously hanging out of the tub, now circles around inside, and is next to Silver's chest
"Heh." She must have felt a tickle
>>130135>Hillary ClintonOkay, Amber is definitely creeped out.
"Engagement…?"Also, isn't she around fifty? The first changeling attack was ten years ago. >>130136Maybe not Hilary Clinton, and she seems much younger than 50. The point is, she makes an attempt at warmth.
"Oh, nevermind that." She says, turning back to Amber with a serious expression
She is recounting specifically her first time going into a Store owned by Rarity, which did not reach Canterlot until after the wedding >>130135His magic works down to her flanks...or, at least, what flanks would be on a pony. Silver isn't quite sure what they are called on a griffon. He grins at her.
"Ticklish?"
>>130137"Oh, excuse me." Amber looks around awkwardly.
I instinctively knew that but somehow forgot in all this multitasking. >>130138Her rump is really not very meaty. At all. Not like a pony, at least, though she at least has some muscles going up her thighs, and lose fur to cover them
"Only a little" She answers
>>130136Or maybe the timeline just doesn't work for the character.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=suRDUFpsHus"Well, do you have any further questions?"
>>130142Amber nods gratefully and exits the building. She cranes her neck back, opens one of her saddlebags and quickly takes out an army-style canteen.
Glug glug glugI imagine that a lot of characters in this setting feel this way so there will be plenty of opportunityAnyway, see you tomorrow (if not, that's okay because I'm also quite busy) I hate botching things, where I know what I intend a character to say or mean but it doesn't come across and it isn't interpreted that way. Like the smile on High Sewn, or any of the last things to happen with the wolves. It kills the enjoyment more than anything else that happens
>>130140Silver continues to wash and rub his griffon companion until she is nice and clean.
>>130145She is slowly cleaned, even as she is out of the water more than Silver is. She doesn't quite seem to fully embrace the lathering, but recoils ever so slightly at the touches
>>130145Sure, but it can derail an entire character easily >>130147"There...you look very lovely, if I do say so myself."
>>130150Silver nods, and levitates a towel over.
"Here, whenever you are ready to get out."
>>130151Nice and citrus-yShe jumps out, or tries to, slipping back into the tub, splashing water about and falling on Silver. Her tail extends out as the water still splashes from side to side. She jumps up, and out onto the floor, with a strange tapping noise of talon against tile, and she slides a few inches
>>130152"Oof!"
The air is forced out of his lungs as she lands on him. He recovers quickly though. He looks over the side of the tub.
"Try using towel to stand on and dry your claws and paws first."
>>130153She pulls a towel off the counter, and places it on the floor, then stepping on it
>>130154Silver gets out as well, using his own advice to avoid slipping. Once he's safe from slipping he properly dries off, becoming very floofy in the process.
>>130155That's a lot of floof
She takes another towel and places it over her back, trying to rub water off, then under her belly. She partly extends her wings, trying to wipe off the thickest part of the limbs, but it's difficult as she cannot fully extend her wings, at least not in that moment in that exact position
>>130156Yes, yes it is.
Silver returns to admiring the griffon form as Jubilosa attempts to dry off.
>>130157She moves her towel up to dry her upper chest and around her neck, while extending her wings a little further and shaking them. She reaches back with her beak and tries to preen a feather or two off
>>130158"Oh, you are preening? Do you need any help?"
>>130159She looks back at him - she looks almost strange, wet as she is.
"No..."
Maybe one day Spark will continue his adventure.
>>130143As Amber drinks from her water, partly heated by the warmth of her body, a thought crosses her mind
Wait a minute.... Sassy Saddles didn't kill the foreign secretary to whom she was married, she killed the newspaper editor who she thought was going to publish a letter saying he cheated on his first wife with herHistory can be hard, keeping up with so many names
>>130160The unicorn shrugs, and continues to smile and look at her.
"Very well, but I do have experience with preening if you are ever interested."
>>130181She smiles awkwardly
"It's not preening... just a loose feather or two..."
>>130180Amber frowns as a dark cloud had entered her frame of mind.
How could ponies act so ugly? She shakes her head, puts away her canteen and rushes back to the grocery store owner to keep him in the loop.
>>130182He shrugs again in response.
"Alright then. I am going to see what we have for breakfast downstairs."
The fluffy unicorn leaves the bathroom to head for the kitchen, in a quest for something to break his fast.
>>130183According to her lawyer, she was "overcome in a womanish passion, unable to control her emotions at the calumny of her husband." So sayeth the lawyer anyways, and the jury must have agreed....
A literal dark cloud passes overhead as well, traversing between her and the sun, and leaving just as quickly.
Maybe a quarter mile, probably less, to Plump Stock's store. He is looking at cans.
>>130184Going downstairs, he finds himself alone. Not much of an issue, as there is a nice view outside and relative calm
>>130185If 'not being in self-control' can acquit one from any wrongdoing, then is there any justice at all? Could one not merely throw away all inhibitions and be considered innocent from what results, or is not a lack of self-control a moral flaw in itself? She tries to push away these thoughts as she walks into the store.
"Hello?" >>130185He looks through the cabinets and refridgerator for something to eat for breakfest.
>>130186He looks up from the can, taps a hoof against his glasses, squints, and in a delayed response, says
"Oh, Amber is it?"
>>130187Lemon grass, uncooked noodles, straight oats, straight wheat - grain, that is - straight alfalfa, more lemon grass, onions....
>>130188It's not much, but he has a bowl of oats to get him on his way until later.
>>130188Amber demurely nods.
"Yes, Mr. Stock. I just wanted to let you know that I found a position as a clerk in a clothing store down the street." She watches his expression carefully, hoping she didn't offend him somehow.
>>130189He pours the bowl of nice whole oats and eats it
>>130190"Huh. Things really have picked up around here for a mare to get offers like that."
>>130192"No... It's the Djinn, I'm afraid. But you sure are charming and eager, it's no wonder you could find another so quickly.... You still wanna work here or...."
>>130191It serves to satisfy him. He wonders if the others have gotten up yet. He was hoping he could ask Mala if he wanted to come along.
[1d2 = 2]>>130194Mala seems to be asleep, Khoi...
>>130194Silver encounters Khoi, who walks out of her room after evidently hearing him come her way
>>130193Amber rubs a fetlock against a cannon, looking downward in a bit of an embarrassed fashion.
"I wish I could, but…I don't know this schedule will work out. I'll let you know.Should I roll whether she recognizes the term Djinn or not? >>130197"Oh... Alright then" He says, attempting a smile
She can always try a knowledge roll >>130198"I don't want to keep you. Have a nice day!" as she walks backwards toward the exit.
Rolling knowledge (religion):
[1d20+4 = 19] >>130196"Oh, Khoi! Apologies for waking you."
>>130199Djinn: spiritual entities, usually malevolent, appearing in the religion and folklore of equine cultures in Zebrica, especially Saddle Arabia. His exact meaning can't be determined
He waves at her
>>130200"Hello. You did not wake me" she responds
>>130201She returns back to the area of the clothing store and inquires about where
cheap accommodation might be.
Gather information:
[1d20+2 = 16] >>130202Random Pony:
"'Bout near the cheapest apartments you're gonna find anywhere is gonna be on the east-side."
In general, the answer is that in general the lower class and cheaper accommodations are east of the city center, with options like buildings that were damaged in the war, or even things like sleeping in single rooms above taverns and shops
>>130203Amber makes it clear that she doesn't mind staying with a roommate in an apartment, and asks if this is possible on the "East-Side."
>>130204"Oh there's any sorts of arrangements you can do. Lots of ponies stay with roommates"
>>130201"Ah, good!"
He smiles at her, then rubs the back of his neck awkwardly.
"So...I heard you showed interest in, uh...mating practices, while talking with Jubilosa."
>>130206Her eyes go wide, and she takes a step back, then another, until she runs into a side of the door well of her room. What little parts of her face are not covered by fur have noticably changed a full red.
"What"
>>130205"Okay! Thank you, kind sir/madame!"Amber trots directly eastward from the closest intersection, taking care to remember any unique landmarks and sights, sounds, or smells along the way. Anything along the first two blocks of her path?
Don't be in any rush to get a post out, I'm working on some important stuff so do your worldbuilding at your leisure >>130207"Well, I heard you are not so knowledgable about sex, and you became curious about it for when you find husband."
>>130209She sits down, moving her back against the left side of the doorwell (the right from Silver's perspective). She turns her head, and raises her right hoof to cover her eyes and mouth, and both ears go down.
>>130210"Ah. I am sorry, Khoi, I was just wondering if you still had questions."
>>130211Hey, give Silver some credit. He's not gonna ask her for sex out of nowhere. >>130212She eases her left hoof down, and lays on the ground, She places her left hoof over her head as well. She's kind of an interesting creature, with scales, split hooves, antler-like horns, and a tail that is long like a griffin's, but with hair underneath like a pony.
>>130213Silver rubs the back of his neck and tilts his head at her. He's not a very interesting creature, being just a pony. Or, perhaps he is to the kirin. He's not sure how many ponies she's seen before.
"So, did you have any questions?"
He doesn't sound too worried or upset that she knows details about his more private interests.
>>130214She tries to bury her face into the wood floor, with her forelegs firmly covering her face. She is kind of soft on the neck, though
>>130215He smiles at the reaction, but understands.
"Alright, I will drop it."
>>130217She does not say anything, but has a tense smile. Or at least, her lips are pulled back, showing her equine teeth. Her tail is spread out along the floor into her room
>>130218Silver trots forward to her, offering a hoof for her to get up.
"There is not much to eat for breakfast, but there is some oats, wheat, among others. I will go grocery shopping later after I finish with my tasks for today."
>>130219"Okay" She says. After some time, she offers one hoof to him, still using a foreleg to cover her face
>>130220Silver takes it and hauls her up. He has to use a lot of his strength to keep her up until she puts the foreleg she's hiding her face with back down.
"Do you need anything while I am out? Any requests?"
>>130221She puts the foreleg down and tries to look away, with that same awkward smile on her face.
"I don't... know" Or maybe she said "no," hard to tell
>>130222He chuckles, and pats the kirin's scaly back.
"I could not hear what you said. You do not have to be so embarrassed about it, I do not mind."
>>130223Not as soft. She won't look at him, but is opening her eyes now. Silver can see the red through the spaces on her fur
>>130224He smiles brightly at her and lets out another chuckle.
"I have to admit, though, I am surprised no kirin stallion took liking to you. You are nice kirin, and very pretty."
>>130225It takes her a moment to recover, and she says nothing until they reach downstairs
“There were... only so many stallions in village. Many more in army camp but... I was not so receptive then.”
>>130226"I figured, it is normally stallions you see in war. What was wrong with them?"
Silver sits down on the couch, figuring things can wait while he talks with Khoi.
>>130227She is decidedly looking away
“I don’t... I didn’t... it was a field army hospital, near front line. Blood and dying. I was not in the mood to be courted by stallions who would be cycled out next week.”
>>130228He suddenly gets a very apologetic, awkward look on his face, like he didn't realize that possibility in his mind before he said it. Now it's his turn to cover his face with a foreleg.
"...oh..."
>>130208To her right, the buildings become larger. A large, domed building with a set of high steps going up to what must be its front entrance, with open grass around. Another large brick faced building, with big, Doric columns. The same large building she went past before, labelled as the "Eclipse Gulf Insurance Building," and a few other large buildings that must be commercial and government.
>>130230She is silent again, having evidently not fully recovered.
>>130231Silver quickly recovers.
"So...what is it you are looking for in mate?"
>>130232"A husband. Able to care for me, for my foals. Calm tempered, temperate, productive." She finally turns her head to look at him
>>130233He smiles at her.
"Sounds like he would be keeper. Are you looking for kirin, pony, or does it not matter to you?"
>>130234She tries to bury her muzzle in the side of the chair
"I....."
>>130235While he waits for her answer, he thinks a little, speaking to himself.
Hmm...*can* ponies and kirins have foals together? >>130236She does not look at him but answers,
"I imagined pony"
>>130237He stops thinking, looking over to her at her answer.
"That makes sense...I do wonder what your foals would look like, being pony-kirin pairing."
>>130238She keeps her muzzle buried there as she sits in silence
>>130239He smiles again at her.
"Want me to point any good stallions I find in your direction? You would be real keeper for many."
>>130240She turns her head again to look at him, still smiling awkwardly
>>130241"Heheh, I will take that as 'yes'. So, what do you want for breakfast?"
>>130242Then she turns her head down
"You... you choose..."