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>>129627"Log cabin... Sounds lovely"
>>129628"That it was..."
Silver sighs, and looks at the two.
"So...either of you have any future plans?"
>>129629Khoi:
"Yes. I am to work with this 'Iron.' If not with him, then someone else."
Jubilosa:
"Future? What is wrong with now? There's a nice house, and there's wine. It's the best it's been since I left Midora, and even then there wasn't a nice house"
>>129630Silver nods to Khoi, and smiles at Jubilosa.
"That is fair. I am glad to know you are doing well, though!"
>>129631She moves a little, but she smiles. At least she's not like she was in the morning
Khoi gives a small nod.
>>129632"I had other plans for what to do today, but it looks like I will have to do them tomorrow."
The unicorn gets up and stretches out on the floor.
"I am excited to try bed out, after all of heavy lifting done today."
>>129633Jubilosa,
"Oh yeah. Bedroomm's nice. It's gotta big bed, a big nice balcony. Like, a
nice balcony. Some weird stuffed dog thing. A globe..."
Jubilosa stands up, and grabs the bottle.
Khoi smiles, and covers her mouth with her hoof
>>129634"A saw little bit of it earlier. It is certainly fanciest bedroom I will ever have been in."
>>129637Khoi has her right foreleg hiding her face
"Oh, great. I don't have to share a bed with Khoi"
>>129638"Oh, you did not want to share bed with Khoi? But you two are rather cute together."
>>129639"Heheheh" Jubilosa smiles
This actually causes a response from Khoi
"What does that mean?"
>>129640"I saw how you treated Jubilosa back in Hoebuck. You have developed special relationship with her. I think it is rathe nice, and cute."
>>129641"Oh. Yes." Khoi smiles. "Friendship like the ponies do. I think."
>>129642"I suppose so. I never knew ponies have different friendship compared to others, but yes, very ponylike."
The unicorn yawns, indicating how tired he is.
>>129643Jubilosa walks up next to Silver, and places a wing around him
"Let me escort you"
>>129644He smiles at the griffon and lets her lead him to the bedroom.
"Oh, thank you!"
>>129645It's a reasonably big room, with a big bed adorned with pillows. Silver can see the balcony outside, and the stuffed dog-like-but-probably-not-a-dog by the wall
>>129646Silver would gravitate to the balcony if it weren't so late. As it is, the bed he gets on is far more appealing at the moment.
>>129647Silver feels better than he did last night at least. There are some long scratches on the headboard. Jubilosa places the wine bottle on the table next to the bed, and jumps on. Through the big windows, Silver has some view of the harbor at night
>>129648Silver looks out of the window.
"It is beautiful sight."
He looks back to Jubilosa.
"But it is not as beautiful as this sight right in front of me."
>>129650Silver smiles back at her.
"So...do you want to get 'intimate'?"
>>129651Gasps"Why, whatever do you mean? Is this some
special pony friendship?"
She smiles mischievously at Silver
>>129652The unicorn chuckles, and holds onto his griffon by the sides.
"Oh,
very special. If you want, I can show you how it is done."
>>129653She puts on each glove
"Oh, you can, can you? Well teach me, pony"
>>129654The unicorn smiles mischieviously at his griffon before kissing her.
>>129656Her eyes express surprise. Kissing the beak is still a bit odd. Her tongue is rather small, and there's a smell generally of wine. At least it's not octopus.
She opens her beak and receives him.
>>129657She can feel Silver's Sword quickly unsheath and grow against her lower abdomen. He grips his griffon tighter.
>>129658Her wings relax and spread out, slowly covering over Silver. She places a gloved claw on his shoulder, then lowers it down
>>129659Silver breaks the kiss to look at the griffon beside him.
"How do you want to do it?"
>>129660"I should ask you. Do you want to be on top or should I? Want some wine, maybe?"
>>129661"You have not been on top yet. And yes, I will take some wine."
>>129662She smiles, moves to partly stand up on the bed, and brings the wine bottle over to Silver. She raises her tail up to bring the fluffy end over toward's Silver's right
>>129663He turns onto his back, Sword silhouetted proudly against his abdomen before he uses his magic to aim it straight into the air. He takes a moderate swing of the wine.
>>129664Probably a 12% alcoholic content, as to be expected. If it was cut with water, it hasn't lost its flavor
She pulls her wings up and walks over him, placing a claw on each side of him and her hind legs on each side of him. She pulls herself up to where her head is just past his, and she looks down. Her body is long and slender, over top of Silver's barrel. Her fluffy feathered chest is above his, not far from his muzzle. Her tail is raised and playfully swings side to side, with the tuft dancing about
"Alright, are you ready?"
>>129665The unicorn smiles, a common feature of him.
"For you? Always."
>>129666He says, with satanic tripsShe smiles back to him, or tries to anyways, and grabs the wine bottle
"We're gonna need more of this"
She takes a long drink, puts the bottle back, and slowly lowers her rear onto Silver. Silver can feel fur, then flesh as she tries to find the fit. Her thin lips rub against Silver as she rubs up and down against him, smiling at him with lidded eyes. Then, she tries to press herself onto him, moving her lips apart slowly, then she moves off, and back on, then off and on, slowly wetting herself and Silver. Finally, with an "ungth" She forces Silver into her. It's kind of a tight grip and he isn't all the way in, but the bird is trying
She spreads her legs a little further apart, moves herself a little more upright, and lets herself fall onto Silver, forcing him deeper in. She bucks up her legs to pull him out a little, and Silver can feel the grip pulling against him. She slides down on him again and this time, he goes deeper as she is wetter. Silver has a pretty good look of her long, slender and almost white tan belly. She smiles drunkenly to him
>>129667The unicorn holds onto her hips, help her to move up an down on his length. He bites his lip at the view he's getting and the feelings she's giving him.
"Mmm...you look amazing, Jubilosa."
>>129668Her legs are long and slender. Less massive and muscular than Silver's or any similar pony, especially an Earth Pony, but tall. They have plenty of spring in them, which she uses to move her rear up and down. She arches her back so that her hindquarters are angeled more above him, while her face is above his. Still, Silver can feel himself slide in and out with a bit of an angle, hitting some of her walls with more force than others. It is fortunate that there are still remnants of Silver's friendship with her from the previous night inside of her, as she is fairly tight. She winces in pain at the end of each movement, closing her eyes
"Th-thanks. You're not the cutest griff I've met. But you might be the sweetest"
>>129669"You mean this is not cutest face you have ever seen?"
He waggles his eyebrows at her. A squirt of pre from his cockhead inside of her joins last night's "friendship" to help keep things nice and lubricants.
>>129670"Hehehehe"
She lowers herself to him for a moment, and presses herself against his chest floof, wrapping her wings around him. For a moment she lays ontop of him, dreamily staring into his eyes, occasionally wincing at the mismatch of their sexual equipment Then she picks her hind legs, and starts moving over Silver again, arching her back to gain a more vertical angle even as her chest is low
>>129671Silver for his part is content to stay there and enjoy the bliss. He holds onto his partner for dear life as he stares into her eyes.
"Oh Jubilosa...thank you for this. This feels heavenly."
>>129672"No, thank you, for this beach-"
Jubilosa pulls away from Silver, righting herself aand sitting cowgirl on Silver, evidenty wanting to twist around and look to the harbor. But as she does so, her eyes go wide and she stops her sentence to realase and "unck" moan. Silver's gone all the way inside her, and he can feel that he's hit her cervix or otherwise reached the end of her accessible reproductive interior. She closes her beak, and pulls up, now pushing herself up from this upright position
"Do you... want me to go harder?"
>>129673He doesn't immediately answer, stuck between the ecstacy of having reached her deepest depths and the concern for his partner.
"Are you alright, Jubilosa?"
>>129674"It's, it's fine. I got stabbed yesterday. Making friendship with a partner who is too big for me is not as bad as being stabbed. Besides, barbs hurt almost as much."
She continues moving up and down over him
>>129675He returns his hooves to her hips to help her thrust up and down. He lets out a small moan.
"Okay then. However you want me, Jubilosa, you take me."
>>129676"I've never taken from a pony before.."
For a moment her eyes are almost angry, like she wants to take out her rage for the (perceived) rape of her homeland on Silver's dick. Of course she's incapable of returning even the pain it causes her but there is a noticeable increase in the speed of her movements, up and down over him, massaging him grip a grip that never varies as a pony's does, but is naturally tight around him.
She takes him, forcing her beak together and closing her eyes, spreading her legs further apart and placing her claws on the headboard above Silver
>>129677If it's how she wants him, he won't argue. He instead leans his head back, enjoying the moment. Jubilosa's name can be heard softly and quietly being whispered from Silver's lips.
>>129678Her angry expression slowly melts as her eyes go upwards, and a smile moves across her face
"
Volador Jubilosa" She almost whispers to him. Her speed stays at a steady high but not rushed pace. She moves her back around, mostly to keep her head and chest close to him but her rear at a closer to perpendicular angle. Still, Silver can feel himself pounding into her at changing angles, hitting her insides in different ways as he moves around in her. Her hind legs have more than a little spring to them, picking up the speed and pulling further away, and letting silver almost half way out, until his medial ring brushes against her lips in every pull and push.
As her hind pulls up and down she lets out a few soft moans as time goes by....
Then her eyes widen and she stops, falling onto him. She scratches the head board once then twice, thwen hits Silver on the chest. It doesn't really hurt with the soft gloves but it's clearly a scratching motion. The she wraps her forelegs around his shoulders, forces her body onto her, and hugs him, almost trembling with greater moaning
>>129680She can hear his unsteady breathing, a sign that he got close before she stopped. He wraps his forelegs around her in a tight embrace.
"You are amazing..."
>>129681It takes her a moment, breathing heavily. But she recovers, and stands up over Silver, looking down at him with a smile
"hehehehe"
And she picks back up, pumping up and down, far enough out to let his ring rub against her lips, and far enough inside to nearly touch her cervix. She's as fast before, in and out
>>129682He moans, looking up at the beautiful griffon riding him. She can feel him throb and quiver followed by a squirt of pre splattering on her cervix.
"Jubilosa...I-I am so close..."
>>129681>>129682Of course, she doesn't stand up until he cuddles with her for a moment. She doesn't have anywhere else she needs to be, so she spends the time with him
>>129683She grins at him, and continues her work, moving up and down over him
>>129684His breathing turns into snorting. He lets out a very ponylike nicker before his breath/snorting picks up pace. She can feel his shaft clench and his head flare out inside of her.
"J-Jubilosa, I am-!"
He doesn't get the word out before Jubilosa feels it: a rope of white-hot stallion seed, splattering all over her insides and even being deposited through her cervix and straight into her robe. It's followed by another rope, then another, and another, and the griffon quickly begins to feel like a stuffed turkey as the volume of spunk is too great for her womb to handle, forcing it to expand and distend her belly outwards.
>>129685Her eyes go wide again, and her face has an expression of almost concern. She tries to keep pumping, though she forces him closer into her, and her pace slows down steadily, as Silver can feel himself overly lubricated inside of her
>>129686"NGH! JUBILOSA!"
He keeps pumping ropes into her, thoroughly stuffing her to the brim. After a weak eight and finally ninth ropes, Silver finally collapses, breathing heavily and looking dreamingily into Jubilosa's eyes.
>>129687Jubilosa closes her otherwise wide eyes, and keeps her beak tight as she continues moving on him, up and down. Silver's ejaculation causes her to slow down and keep him deeper in her, and she moves each claw to each side. It's not until sometime after he finishes that she stops moving.
She stares right down into Silver's eyes with her own gold, and makes one final movement of her hip with an "umph." Slowly, she pulls herself up and off, with a "r'ow" and a scratch of the bed next to him. She lays down on top of him, herself breathing heavily
>>129688The unicorn cuddles his griffon partner after their spectacular finish. He smiles in contentment.
"It gets better and better with every consecutive time."
>>129689Griffin is cuddled"Hehehehe"
Nice feathers on the top, and fur down lower. Her wings will arch and back in more...
emotional moment, but now, they are relaxed and partly spread, covering Silver
>>129690"Ahhhh...I could stay like this forever...embraced with you..."
>>129691"Go ahead... It takes my mind off things... I don't mind"
She moves her foreleg around him, to hug him
"You're kind of fluffy. You know that? A lot of fur here. Heh."
>>129692He hugs back and chuckles at her comment.
"Yes, it is my winter coat. Is very useful when it gets cold out, keeps me warm...and it is wonderful to use for cuddling, too.v
>>129693She reaches around and grabs at his back, as if trying to feel for the coat
"I don't really have much for the winter. I guess I'll just have to rely on you to keep me warm"
>>129694It is quite soft and indeed warm. She can feel small amounts of heat escape from between the layers of fur as she disturbs it.
"You can always count on me to keep you warm."
>>129695"Hehehehe"
She sits up on the bed, and reaches over, trying to get the bottle. If it had more liquid inside, she would have spilled it. She takes another long drink, finishing the bottle
"Keeps me feeling good" She eases down, laying partly on top of Silver
>>129696Silver yawns, scootches the blankets out from under them, and uses them to cover them both. He gives her one last kiss.
"Goodnight, Jubilosa."
>>129697For a moment, she frowns, or seems to. Then she cuddles up next to him, tucks her wings in, and lays down under the blankets and touching Silver
"Goodnight..."
>>129698Silver peaks open an eye at Jubilosa.
"I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did."
>>129700"Hehe, yeah. I think I did"
>>129701"I get feeling we will be adding plenty more scratches in that headboard in future. I thought you did absolutely wonderful on top."
>>129702She looks at him awkwardly for a moment, before laughing
"Hahaha, maybe... I don't mind mounting you. If you're too
tired to do it"
>>129703"I might take you up on that offer occasionally. But I am still big, strong enough stallion to top."
>>129704She moves her foreleg and claw across Silver's side in a kind of slap
"Sure you are"
>>129705"Heheh..."
He holds tightly onto Jubilosa.
>>129706Griffin is held tightly"I wish every night could be like this. Wine, nice house, nice food, nice view... not a care in the world"
>>129707"It would indeed be nice. We can do our best to make it like that, though. We have everything we would need already. And we have each other."
>>129708"We just need more wine... I think there is more downstairs... You know, I am not so sure I want to go to Aquilia... be a typist or secretary... live in a small apartment... I would live here if I could. In this house I mean. Not so sure I like this city as much"
>>129709Silver seems to smile just a bit wider than normal at this suggestion.
"I would be more than happy to have you here, if that is what you decided on."
>>129710Hey! She is too young to be a wine aunt yetShe tits her head, but has a sort of smile looking at Silver
"As long as things are like this.... I don't know what I would leave it for"
>>129712He hugs his griffon tight.
"I am glad to hear that."
>>129713An almost wheezing sound as air is squeezed out, longer and thinner than a pegasus
"Just... if I can get meals for free... Don't have t work... Khoi is nice. You are nice too... It's like.. the opposite of that place. Let's not talk about the place. Just.."
She presses closer into him
"Nice and warm"
>>129714"Nice and warm indeed..."
The unicorn snuggles with his griffon, and drifts slowly off to sleep.
>>129716>>129717Alright. I believe it's a plan, then.
>>129719I'm always here. I'm like a vampire.
>>129723Sure
Iron awakes in the early morning from unsettling dreams
to find himself transformed in his bed into an enormous insect >>129719That depends.
Can Brie be said to have developed a methodical and exacting plan that involves slowly baiting and then brutally destroying whatever might come out of a mine at them, definitely and legitimately using the high explosives, and the group is nearing an end of this leg, en route to tell the Queen a mostly 100% completion story, which no isn't a perfect score but IS substantially better than she could expect from her drones, and how the wildcard is always the most interesting card in the hand, how it can be used emphatically and strategically at the opportune moment or how it can be discarded at wimsey and forgotten if it proves useless. He totally wouldn't then try to seduce her, at range if necessary, cuz he respects wamen. He doesn't, and he would.
Shall I roll?
>>129724First of all, Iron gently opens his eyes to see what scenery would await him.
>>129725>Shall I rollThat's not a reasonable question. All experiences are made better with a dice roll
>>129726No enormous insects. Instead, he sees the pinks, red, maroon and tan colors of the suite. Laying to the side is none other than White Sands, asleep with her mouth open, tongue partly hanging out and facing him, with her left hind leg angled up and vertically, so that she is laid on the bed in an awkward way.
>>129725I should clarify. Having determined "theres some shit with these bugs, it came from one of the mines" and then collecting heads, "Can SOMEpony PLEASE cast "gentle not-decaying, or whatever it is you call it?!" Brie only wants a certificate of "that mine is blowed the fuck up", he's quite content with his work and efforts so far
>>129728Unfortunately, the Changelings lack the magical enbalming of the ponies. What they
do have is vodka, and for Bries purposes, that will do. There is certainly more than one statement about what took place that afternoon, with the explosions and the strange happening. Perhaps few firm answers to exactly
why it happened, but the problem of the broken machinery has been stopped, and the virtue and incorruptibility of the Changeling Garrisons has been affirmed. Rather fortunately, as it assuages the fear of many that contact with ponies is eroding the moral values of the Changeling race
>>129727Iron couldn't help but place a hoof on his mouth, gently snickering at the awkwardly cute pose Sands was making in front of him.
However, his mind reminds him to be ready to intercept Khoi at the Watering Hole at the earliest in order for Cauldron to start working on getting far more free time than usual.
Iron better not be swooned by a violin and scare away at potential future renters. >>129730Alas, it's always a hazard. Speaking of a violin, where is our new player...She remains firmly asleep
>>129731Iron now inspects if the foreleg closest to the bed is still stuck inbetween it and a soft unicorn.
>>129729>>129725With the sun barely rising, a Changeling drone in one of their white winter uniforms runs up to Brie. He's not sure if he's seen that drone before. They kind of all look the same
"Herr Brie, we received a telegram from further West that a higher official is comming to Haysabi... To Blackwood, to here..."
He seems kind of nervous, with thin lips snarled up. Drones look almost odd, with their large saber teeth.
"The message was received earlier this morning.... we have only just been informed of the message from our operators. It has been hectic recently. She will be arriving imminently..."
It seems like less than a minute before there is a droning sound
"There! Her Storch!"
It doesn't look like any stork Brie's ever seen. It doesn't even look like a bird, more like a small plane that circles around, and lands in a very short strip besides the mine. Out from the plane exits one older looking drone in an officer's uniform, and next to him.... a
QueenShe's a little bit
pudgier than image's he's seen of Chrysalis... or perhaps, more
egg laden, but otherwise fairly similar in appearance. Tall, taller than any stallion or mare. A chipped horn, large wings, and blue-green abdomen
>>129732Yes, but fortunately, it's under her neck, which makes it easier to slip out
>>129735Sticking his tongue out, Iron carefully and tentatively tries to pull out from its fluffy confines in response.
(I should inspect my equipment. See if anything happened to it)
>>129736Carefully - Very carefully - Iron pulls the leg out from under her. He rubs against her... But she does not wake
>>129737Sighing in relief, Iron proceeds to slowly wiggle out of the bed, aiming to get to the bathroom in order to do a body inspection.
>>129725>>129728>>129733The Queen walks out, and is greeted by Macrurus and an assistant, who must exchange some words with her, and then points to Brie
She walks over slowly, followed by the drone in uniform
Her eyes are partly closed as she addresses Brie in Ponish, with a strange 'Double Voice' and relatively little other accent.
"So you are the drone - or pony - who caused quite a stir by coming to the border and asking to defect?"
>>129738Iron sees no visible sign of infection
Here's the character I'm playing:
Name: Thundersnow
Role: Paladin
Sex: Female
Race: Unigorn master race :DDDDD
Age: 19
Alignment: Lawful good
Abilities:
17+2 int +4
14-2 str
14+2 cha
12 con
12 wis
10 dex
Feats:
Combat reflexes
Track
Skills:
8 ranks in bluff
8 ranks in hide
8 ranks in intimidate
8 ranks in jump
4 ranks in profession: mechanic
1 rank in sense motive
8 ranks in survival
3 ranks in speak language (gives her 3 additional languages!)
Overview: Thundersnow is a tall and lanky but surprisingly strong unicorn pony who’s electric blue and has a yellow/pink mane that’s gelled to be really spiky. Her cutie mark is the Terran Republic logo because she LOVES order. She can jump good, is really stealthy and talk her way out of nearly any situation, because she speaks, besides Ponish: Changelingo, Griffon, and Wolvish (wolves helped get her come back east)
She comes from a village north of Los Pegasus which is the BEST city in Equestrian and lets you do anything you want while being really rich. At the time of the war she was an apprentice mechanic and showed a lot of promise with fixing vehicles. Then, everything changed when the changelings attacked. There wasn’t much fighting for the village because Thundersnow was busy fixing broken tanks (she’s a really good mechanic) but when the changelings took it they pillaged the town and raped her. Not anypony else, just her, because she was the most attractive mare in the village so she lured all the changelings to herself in a rape train, saving the survivors from that fate in a sense. However, when she thought it was all over the rape train formed up again and this time did anal. Getting raped messed up her mind so she’s attracted only to mares now. As revenge for this she burned down the town while all the changelings were still in their afterglow and couldn’t see her. Naturally she hates all changelings WITH A BURNING PASSION and wants to eradicate them with lawful-good-compliant torture, hence why she became a paladin. She also hates ponies who lie though she’s smart enough to usually tell when they’re trying to trick her. Things she loves are jumping high, sex (only with mares, though), stuffed animals, fixing vehicles which she’s really good at, and working out (she wants to become a bodybuilder). She thinks every creature deserves a second chance and is probably inherently good. Her favorite food is nachos because they come from her region and her favorite drinks are lemonade and pink lemonade because they match her mane.
>>129738There's nothing visible that seems off. No promises on the smell
>>129741Iron tilts his head, admittedly quite surprised at this turn of events, before sitting on his rump and trying to approach his sheathe for an olfatory checkup.
>>129740Um, pic in
>>129741 is definitely for you
>>129742It's... Should definitely wash it
>>129743Scrunching up slightly, the stallion looks around for the magical washing spot that is the bath and gets inside, going straight to work on how to release the water from its confines.
>>129744You turn the one knob, and it's cold. You turn the other, and it's hot. Too hot. Almost scalding. Iron can't get the bubbles to turn on, but he figures out the (mostly cold) water
At the crack of a wintry dawn a pony in a long midnight blue dress and a dark cloak cautiously places a hoof on the stone platform, but hurriedly jumps onto it after her fellow passengers start jostling past her. The auburn-maned earth pony remains mindful of her laden saddlebags but takes the time to look around the platform. She takes a deep breath of the likely polluted air and tries to hear herself think over the train letting off steam.
[color #FEC821]
Well, I made it to Baltimare. All alone. Hopefully I can get to where I need to.[/color]
>>129742Reeee I didn't want my introduction to be right next to a character looking at his own genitals>>129745Iron shivers at the cold water, but breathes deeply before sinking his body under the stream, rubbing his body up in order to rid himself of the unwelcome smell.
>>129746Sorry. The upper naughty hole is cursed to make the males look down there after pounding it. >>129746Her first views of the new local are oscured behind a thick veil of steam released from the pistons of the locomotive. The veil slowly dissipates and fades away, and through the mist, she sees tile floors, tall vaulted stone coverings over the platform, and many ponies... but a few non-ponies as well. Griffins, Zebra, a hippogriff. Not many, but more than she
ever saw back home, or indeed, in her whole life. A stallion in a trench coat and hat walks past with confidence. A mare with a few foals sits by the track, evidently waiting for somepony to exit the train. Beyond the ponies on the platforms, or heading to and from the platforms with their big sets of luggage, there are the doors leading into the station
Kek! I'm not sure there is a better way for the thread to say "Welcome to Baltimare"https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1bDD914rahc>>129747The soap helps, as Iron is slowly able to clean himself
>>129748After ensuring he rubbed out the naughty off of him and rinsing himself off the alien, slippery substance that flew off his hooves a couple of times, he finally manages himself to feel clean enough to get out and dry himself.
>>129749There are several cloths like the ones Iron found in the Bathroom of Maake's apartment They hold water well, he knows
>>129748The young mare looks around in awe at the sights.
I'll have time to see everything later, I'd better hurry. Without much prior thought she trots over to a close by creature.
"Hello there? I'm new here and I could use some directions." >>129750Iron stared at the alien cloth, poutling lightly. "You things are weird," he mutters before picking a couple of them, setting them on the floor and promptly rolling on them to dry himself.
>>129751A mare looks over strangely at her, and moves a small foal to the other side
>>129752It's.... well, it's not entirely ineffective. Iron partly dries
>>129753"This will do," he whispers softly before hopping back into a standing position, puffing his chest out, annoucing to the world that he was indeed ready to meet a new day.
With a confident strut, he opens the door up, only for his stomach to rumble loudly under him, reminding him of the lack of food in his system, blankly looking up slightly in his confident pose.
"...how did I get food here again?" Iron mutters softly as he glances around the room to find the magic ordering machine, walking over to it.
>>129754Iron sees the bronze implement, with its hole-filled wheel
>>129753The yellowish mare with purple eyes smiles reassuringly and speaks with a bit of a country accent that tinges her youthful voice.
"Hello ma'am, excuse me if I'm keeping you." She blushes a bit as she continues,
"I'm planning on finding work somewhere in the city. Can you recommend an area where I can find employment?" >>129755"Hm..." Iron ponders, trying to remember how Sands had done it the day before as he eyed the machine.
>>129756"Wouldn't we all?" She says, a hoof on what is presumably one of her colts, "There are signs in some of the shops. I don't know. I am waiting for my husband"
>>129757It was some kind of sequence of placing the hoof in a specific hole, and moving it
>>129758Iron proceeds to try it out for himself a couple of times, seeing if his witnessing may yield a good result out of pure luck.
[1d20 = 19]<Watch in awe, for the native is attempting technology!
>>129759Uh....
A voice comes through
"Operator speak, to whom may I transfer you?"
>>129758She looks away awkwardly.
"Sorry to bother you. Have a nice day." The young mare turns around and starts to head for the doors to the main hall.
>>129760Iron's eyes widened at hearing another pony's voice, blinking softly. "Huh? Are you the food deliverers?" he asks incredulously, still in awe he's hearing a voice somewhere whispering to his ear.
>>129761Going into the hall, she finds herself in room with a much higher stone ceiling, ionic columns and a few shops on the lower level, with a railing on the floor above
>>129762"Are you looking for room service?" the female voice asks
>>129764"Um..." Iron pauses, confused about this
overly complicated jargon be spewed out of this female machine "...yes...?"
>>129763Is the colored text difficult to read? I can keep playing around with it.The traveler stops in her tracks and looks around in awe.
My…this room could fit my whole house inside. After a few seconds of staring, however, she blinks and starts walking, still glancing around at what catches her eye. She decides to approach another stranger.
>>129765"One moment.
click ring ring ring ring ring, ring ring ring ring,
click. Yeah? Room service" It's a stallion answering
>>129766She finds a stallion in a long trenchcoat, with a fedora and a briefcase. He smiles to her
"Well hello, young mare"
>>129768"Woah," he uttered out as the voice changed tone in a couple of blinks "a-are you the fabled room service.. thing?"
>>129769".... Yeah? What'chu want?"
>>129770"Oh, could you bring me some food, machine pony?" he promptly asks "Any will do."
>>129767Hopefully this is better>>129768She smiles shyly and maintains eye contact only intermittently.
"Hello, sir. Pardon me for asking, but I just got off the train and this is my first time to Baltimare; do you know of where I can find work? Of course a lot of ponies probably ask this, but I just want some advice so I can settle down before nightfall." >>129771"Uh, what'chu askin' for? Like a breakfast plate?"
>>129772He smiles more
"Oh missy, they're hiring plenty of mares nowadays, if you don't mind factory work. Store clerks, typists and radio operators too. More than they used to, anyways"
>>129774Iron nods a couple of times, thinking the machine pony would understand it.
>>129774Her ears perk up at his response.
"I never learned typing, and I don't know much about machinery, but I'm not too picky. Is there a street with lots of stores?" A grin tugs at the corners of her mouth as she leans back and forth on her forelegs, awaiting an answer.
>>129776Iron blinks softly before looking at the phone in question, realizing the machine can't possibly see him. "Yes."
>>129777"The commerce district is just west of center, right out these doors. There's not that many opening, but they are opening as business picks up, and the stallions who once filled them don't come back. There are more passing jobs in the east side. Restaurants and such. Business ain't been great, but it's enough. Factories over in the east side will definitely hire if you're not a part of the old Union."
>>129778"Uh huh. So Breakfast?"
>>129779The amber-hued mare nods, grin fading to a calm smile due to the implication of a morose reality. Nonetheless, she looks satisfied at the answer.
"Thank you, that is very helpful. Do you know where I can find a helpful map? Oh, and I didn't get your name…" She raises her right pastern to her mouth.
>>129780"Tone beet" He answers smiling with a single golden tooth. and raising a hoof presumably to shake
"Oh and uh, there are maps over there in the koisk"
He points over wit the same hoof
>>129779"Yes, indeed," Iron confirms before glancing to the side in thought before adding "....please."
>>129782"Yeah uh, what's your room number?"
>>129783"...room number?" Iron muttered out loud, wondering where he had seen something of the sort before.
>>129781"I'm Amber Sunset, pleased to meet ya," she says, as she shakes his hoof a bit more roughly than would be appropriate for a city mare.
"You must be native to Baltimare, are you going somewhere else today?"This color is a bit more subtle but it's easier to read, I like it. >>129784Iron, hopefully can remember the Honeymoon suite. Room 412
>>129785"Just meeting up with some fine stallions out of Hayseed. Some business partners"
>>129787"Uh, 412," Iron blurts out as the memory courses through his head "...I think."
>>129787"I'm not very surprised, you look like a very busy businesspony." Amber gives a friendly smile.
>>129788"Ah, great. We'll send it up.
click."
>>129789He smiles back
"Not too busy to live a little, I'll tell you that"
>>129790Iron's blins softly, having realized what he's done before hopping in place from joy from having accomplished the hardest mission he's faced yet, eyes closed as he silently cheers himself.
>>129791Smiling
"600 thousand... within the city limits"
His eyes look over for a moment off to his far right.
"But the surrounding areas give you more than your million"
>>129792Operate a Rotary phone: check. Evidently, if you just dial 1, it sends you to the operator
>>129793This newfound knowledge is logged into Iron's mind as he hops around some more times before finally puffing his chest out in pride, closing his eyes to enjoy the feeling of success.
>>129793She looks off toward the kiosk.
"Thank you again for your help, but I don't want to keep you. Have a nice time with your friends." >>129795Smiling, he walks away
"Hope to see you again, Amber"
>>129794https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QtEljxur6eIIt takes a minute. Another minute. Then another. Then.
Knock knock knock"Room service"
White Sands snaps up and closes her legs
"What?"
>>129796Amber says a goodbye and trots over to the kiosk for further information.
>>129796KekIron hears the mythical room service knocking on the door, prancing carelessly over to it, as if to emphasize his surprisingly successful service, and opens the door to see the magnificent pony who sends his precious food.
>>129795>>129797There are a set of maps, brochures, and other items there, as well as an Earth Pony who does not immediately talk to Amber
>>129798It's a kind of fat stallion with clubbed feat, who tries to hand over the pancakes, hay, and oatmeal. There is a little coffee as well
>>129799Amber calls out to the pony.
"Hello? May I have a map please?"How does a pony have clubbed feet? >>129799Iron
graciously accepts this grand offering, taking it through the door before waiting a second or two before using the side of his toned rump to make the close, turning to see Sands with the entire breakfast plate on him. "Guess what?" he asks, childishly excited.
>>129800I don't know. The point is he's a stallion around about Iron's age who would be rejected from the Draft>>129801Her eyes are wide, and she almost looked fluffed up, with how her fur is ruffled by how she slept
"Huh?"
>>129800"Sure. Here you go, young mare. 2 Bits"
He hoofs over a map
>>129802Found the equivalent: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hoof_wall_separation_disease>>129803Amber merely stares at the map for a couple of seconds and blinks. She looks up with a slight frown.
"Sorry, I can't spare any money right now." >>129802Iron saunters over to the bed, gently pushing the cart so that it's stationed next to her while her overfloofed self kept watching in awe. "Breakfast!" he announces giddily before giggling softly "You sure slept well."
>>129804"Well, it isn't free"
>>129805She blinks
"I think I'm getting a hangover"
She sees the coffee, and with green aura, pulls it towards her
"Let me see that"
She takes a sip of the coffee
The stallion with hoof-wall separation opens the door, walks on, and tries to unload the cart
>>129806Iron lets the stallion do his thing, mostly because he's a bit too focused on Sands at this current moment.
"Hangover?" he asks innocently.
>>129806"Can I get a peek at the map before I leave, please?" Amber smiles hopefully at the stallion.
>>129807She gives an awkward smile as she places a hoof to her head, and takes a sip
"Oh you sweet little thing..."
>>129808Alright, time for Amber to put that pony cuteness to the test.
Charisma roll >>129809She bats her eyelashes to look cute.
[1d20+3 = 14] >>129810"Awww. Okay. Just a look"
>>129809Iron tilts his head to the side, one of his ears drooping softly as Sands uttered her words before glancing at the food, wondering where was it to chomp down.
>>129812The Stallion wobbles out with the cart, leaving the two alone. Iron has oatmeal and pancakes. Sands sips more coffee
>>129811Amber unfolds a map and pores over the parts of Baltimare, in particular the streets around the "West Side."
>>129814I should specify the Commerce District, not the West Side.
>>129814Iron devours the pancakes with gusto, munching the contents greedily before gulping it all down in one swift motion before glancing at Sands. "You want some of this funny-looking stuff?" he asks, pointing at the oatmeal.
>>129814A few important north-south streets, from east to west: Percheron, Noriker, and Breton. East-West streets include Commerce and Main
>>129816"Hmmm, I think I am fine for the moment. Maybe later"
>>129817Iron nods a couple of times, a mix between his burst of energy coming back to him and the sheer pride and accomplished only paying for locked chest filled with randomized goodies will barely match it. "Right, I will leave it there for you," he proclaims proudly before wiping his mouth with his foreleg. "I will leave for the Watering Hole to ensure Khoi has arrived there. Want to come and get some air?"
>>129818"Perhaps"
She stretches on the bed, her hind up towards the headboard
"Is 'The Watering Hole" that bar from a few nights ago?"
>>129819Iron nods a couple more times to confirm her suspicions.
>>129820"Hmmmm.... Maybe I could use a drink"
>>129815Um... see
>>129817 >>129821Iron practially beams at Sands' agreement, hopping lightly. "Alright!" he proclaims as his jumping progressed before stopping, suddenly looking blankly at her with a sheepish smile "uh, I mean, when will you be ready to head out?"
>>129822She taps her head, and scrunches her lips
"Maybe after coffee... damn hangover"
>>129823Iron nods as he pouts his lips and tilts his head, opting instead to sit near the food cart. "...how bad is this hangover thing?" he asks, mildly concerned.
>>129824The food cart was moved away with the stallion
"I've had worse"
She closes her eyes firm, before opening them
"No matter. I just need coffee. And more alcohol won't hurt"
>>129821Amber smiles at the stallion at the information kiosk.
"Thank you, I hope you have a nice day."She heads for the
ornate? doors of the train station
>>129825Iron nods one more time, excitememnt still present yet far more mellowed out. "Alright," he answers before grinning innocently "I will be sure to carry you if you need it."