Welcome back to the newest thread of Occupied Equestria
In Northern Equestria on the Changeling side, Spark has given refuge to a mare claiming to be stalked by a Changeling drone.
In the southeast, in Baltimare, Amber tries to slip past police in her infiltration of the Police Headquarters. Iron prepares for his next fight against griffin gangsters. Silver enjoys downtime, and Midnight checks out a local church.
>>147000He blushes as well at her kind words, and gives her talon a light reassuring squeeze.
"I will admit, you have helped to dispell some of my preconceptions about griffons as well. You are one of kindest, brightest, most beautiful creatures in this world. If only everyone could see what I see in you..."
>>147001Her feathers rise, and she seems to let out a "coo"
Then the Unicorn comes, placing a plate before each of the two lovers.
"Dinner is Served" He says
>>147002He holds on looking at his lover for just a second longer, before he smiles at the waiter.
"Thank you, good Sir!"
He looks at his food, and takes a smell of it.
>>147003Jubilosa moves her claw to face upwards towards his hoof, and squeezes.
The food smells of boiled shrimp, garlic, rice, and okra.
>>147004"Mmm, it smells good, dove! How about yours?"
>>147005“Oooh!”
She is almost fascinated with the soup, lowering her beak to sniff it, and priding it with her spoon, picking up a piece of fish flesh.
>>147006Silver takes a hold of his utensils in his magic, and eats some of his delicable food.
>>147007Bold with spice, and given added substance by rice and okra, the shrimp is well softened.
>>147008"Mmmmmmmm..."
Silver chews thoughtfully before swallowing the delicious fancy food. He can see why food like this is desireable, and wonders why more ponies won't at least give fish a chance.
"How is yours, Jubee?"
>>147009Damn it. Wrong picture. Meant to post this one“Is good.” She says, with a beak full of fish and soup, then swallowing, of course chewing less than Silver.
>>147010He covers his mouth and giggles at his date.
"Would you like to try some of mine?"
>>147011“Um... sure” she says
After, presumably, Silver has pushed it across, she takes the spoon from her bowl, and placed it in his. She takes a spoonful with rice and a shrimp, and placed it in her beak. Her eyes widen.
“Oh. Wow. That’s much warmer. Spicier than mine.”
>>147012He just keeps on smiling.
"I know, I like it! How about you? Do you like it, or are you not big fan?"
>>147013After swallowing, she licks the inside of her beak repeatedly.
“It’s... different. Stronger...”
>>147014"May I try some of yours?"
>>147015“Sure.” She says, pressing the bowl forward.
>>147016Silver takes a spoon, dips it in the soup while making sure to get some of the goodies like fish, and takes it in his mouth. He smacks his lips and licks the inside of his mouth.
"Mmm...it is unfortunate ponies do not give at least fish chance. It can be very delicious!"
>>147017“I can’t really say I understand ponies. In that, I mean. Fish is really good. We include it wherever possible back home.”
>>147018"I suppose it is because of philosophical differences, but I do not understand it either. Fish are not as intelligent as other animals that serve as meat. They are certainly not sapient, so unless you believe that truly all life matters, there is no ethical problem."
>>147020"Yeah. I don't even get it for animals. Sure, they are- well, they aren't fish. But it's not like they can talk, or something. And besides, those animals get to graze, lounge around... and then get to be tasty at the end of a life of leisure. Doesn't seem so bad to me."
>>147021Silver can't help but giggle at her statement.
"I must say, there are worse ways to go than being tasty. And they are indeed very tasty!"
Silver demonstraits by taking a piece of shrimp, biting it, and chewing very deliberately with a pleased expression on his face.
>>147022"Heh. Almost makes me wish I got the steak." She says, smiling back to Silver.
>>147023"Next time we come here, we will both get steaks!"
He continues eating his delicious, fancy meal, occasionally having some of the appetizer soup or a sip of his wine with it.
>>147024“Now that’s a
lovely idea.” She says
Jubilosa does much the same as Silver, asking the waiter to bring more wine, until he leaves a bottle with the table.
>>147025Silver smiles at his date.
"Really enjoying that homeland wine?"
>>147026“Of course.” She says, smiling back to him with a glass in claw.
“Although.... it’s not anything I haven’t had before.”
>>147027The unicorn flags the waiter down, tips him another 20 Bit note, and asks if they can have another bottle to take home with them.
>>147028“You may indeed purchase a bottle.” He says
>>147029"Then that is what we shall do, thank you."
>>147030He nods.
“Care for dessert?” The waiter asks
>>147031Silver looks to Jubee for input.
>>147032“Yes! What do you have?” She asks
He lists things like cheesecake, fudge, creme brûlée and so forth
>>147033"I think I will have your creme brûlée."
>>147034“Oooh! Yes! That. Oh. And more wine. Please.” Jubilosa joins in with Silver in ordering the Creme Brûlée
“It will be so.” The waiter nods, and leaves, unless Silver asks for anything else.
>>147035Silver does not have anything else to ask. He looks at Jubilosa.
"It was hard to choose between that and cheesecake, but this is much fancier and I have not had custard in forever."
>>147036“Well it sounds fine to me, with a nice, sweet taste.” She says
>>147037The unicorn nods in agreement.
"Very rich, too. Just need to wait for it now."
>>146956 →Iron managed to barely get out of the pillow's way as his widened, astonished eyes followed along the trajectory across his cheek for a split secod.
Nonetheless, he soon refocused on the assailant, readying up a mighty downwards swing against a relatively intact portion of Sands' fluffy body currently holed up in the bathtub.
[1d20+6 = 23]<Improvised Weapon Attack
>>147041https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rMFWc_FMhqsSand's pillow goes wide of Iron's face, leaving her exposed. Her eyes go wide, staring at Iron's pillow as it comes down upon her, and physically knocks her down into the tub.
She let's out a high pitched whine, something like a "Ah-fump," or a squeal.
>>147042Thus, as Sands was promptly knocked down, Iron took the opportunity to stand atop of her in the tub, ready to land the final blow like last time. He ensured nothing concerning had happened to her body during the moment of respite he allowed the unicorn mare while he bared his weapon on his strong mouth, willing to land the final poomf to end the battle of the pillows in a close victory.
>>147043She tries the pull the pillow in over her head, laying down inside the bathtub. It isn’t easy to stand over her with out Iron’s hooves being in her, though neither is it impossible.
Spark was waiting for a signal from Madake if I recall.
>>147044"
Thou you
mph surren
mpher?" Iron presented towards Sands, giving her one last act or mercy before the final blow would be struck.
>>147045Spark sits there. Waiting, in the early hours of the morning. It's quiet, and cold even inside of the townhouse. Spark almost certainly nods off, until...
"Movement. Back."
>>147046She looks up at him with big, green eyes that are at first very wide. They slowly begin to narrow.
"
No.... Never"
[1d20+4 = 24]
>>147046>>147047In a glow of green magic, the pillow falls onto Iron's eyes from above, and presses into his face, blinding him.
White Sands moves up, and in that narrow area between Iron and the front of the bathtub, moves out of the bathtub, into the bathroom, and away from Iron.
>>147047Spark nearly jumps and looks out a window towards the back of the house.
>>147049Makade is over there, in a position he is almost difficult to see by a window, looking outside with both rifle and scope.
"One. Flying over. Looks like a pegasus. He's done more than one pass."
For a moment, Spark sees nothing in the light of the lone lamp out the back in that narrow backyard. Snow no longer falls and blocks the light, but rather is settled along almost every surface, reflecting the dim light of the lamp, and the moon as it peers through gaps in the clouds.
Then spark sees it. A creature flying over head, and making a half circle.
>>147050"Well, that's comforting."
Spark looks back towards the new guest.
>>147051With the countertops and back of the couch obscuring the line of sight, she is not actually visible. But she is presumably still sleeping, as she is silent and has not gotten up.
>>147052"Has the scout made any sort of deviation from the circle?"
>>147053"Yes. Across the backyards, then diagonally down towards the left, then back up retreading the same direction."
>>147054"Could that be where he is reporting findings?"
>>147055“I don’t know. He’s the only one I’ve seen.”
>>147056"Well, is it heading any closer to us?"
>>147057“Hard to say. It makes passes haphazardly.”
Roll die, little pony
>>147059And then, the creature drops down onto a table, right there in front of Spark. It's a Pegasus stallion whose coat appears black, and his mane a cloudy white, though in the light of the lamp above him his coat appears a dark, charcoal grey. His green eyes almost seem to glow in the dim night light.
He doesn't look at the house, but rather at the fence that separates the yards, at a wooden stake that is knocked out of place and leaning inside the backyard, and at another disturbed the same way but to a lesser degree. He looks down at a crease in the snow at the bottom of this, and towards a trail that moves towards the spot besides the juvenile poplar tree. Then he looks at the hoof prints - which become a pair of hoof prints - that line the snow to the back door.
>>147060Hmm...
Spark casts a Ghost Sound spell through the gap in the fence to sound as a sneeze.
>>147061Roll die, add charisma modifier
>>147063He looks towards the gap, spreads his wings, and jumps up, flying over the fence
>>147064Spark breathes a sigh of relief.
>>147065Makade is silent, still looking out the back window into the still night.
>>147066Spark goes to check on the guest quickly.
>>147067She lays on her side on the couch, eyes closed and completely silent, with a quilted blanket over her.
>>147047>>147048Iron muffled surprise was apparent as the
bugunicorn retreated away, blindly trying to feel for Sands' position with his legs.
>>147068Spark is unsure if waking the pony is the best course of action, but he does so gently.
>>147069Iron feels the edge of her left thigh, then the tail, then nothing at all. Eventually the pillow falls away, leaving Iron alone in the bathroom.
>>147071Her steel blue eyes open wide, and she raises her head with a "gasp"
>>147038Jubilosa passes the time by starting a conversation about a pelican she witnessed diving at the water from the beach house earlier that day, and how she thinks she saw something similar in the bay at Midora a year ago, though at a much greater distance.
>>147072"I think your friends are out looking for you. Best stay low."
>>147074"Friends?" She asks, evidently not understanding
Makade:
"He's back"
>>147075Spark heads back to Madake.
>>147076"Back. Out of sight." Makade says, laying down and pressing himself into the far corner, mostly away from the window
>>147077Spark dives down as well.
>>147078Though the shadow on the blinds, and the little sliver between the blinds and the windowsill, Spark can see that the creature walks slowly by the window and the backdoor, carefully inspecting the scene.
>>147073Silver listens like the good coltfriend he is, expressing his amazement at the sight and segwaying into a conversation about birds.
>>147080She moves off of a mention of her apartment, to talk about songbirds that lived around her childhood home, and would sometimes follow her along her route as a milkgriff.
>>147084The shadow becomes smaller, then moves away, then disappears
>>147081Silver in turn asks if she remembers the songbird's tune.
>>147085Spark motions to Madake and then his ears.
>>147086"Oh. Uh... well... I think it's 'tweet tweet tweet'. Or... 'tweet tweet, tweet tweet'. Or.... That's not right. 'Tweet tweet tweet, tweet tweet tweet, tweet tweet'. Okay, maybe not quite like that, but close enough."
>>147087Makade shakes his head.
>>147088Silver whistles the songbird tune she gave him.
>>147089"Oh. Huh. You're better at it than me. But it was something more like 'tweet tweet tweet'.... okay, maybe not like that, but... You're doing fine."
>>147088Spark remains silent on the floor.
>>147072Iron knew better than to rush after her, considering her repertoire of using creative surprise attacks, plus knowing himself that Sands is still quite hurt and wouldn't want to hurt her by going overboard.
He nonetheless walked out the bathroom with a stern look, making sure to have his pillow ready to throw at the unicorn's face if she tried a surprise attack.
>>147090Silver continues to whistle the tune, slowly turning it into a tune dedicated for his Jubee.
>>147091At the front door
Knock knock knock>>147092Iron peeks around the corner to see... nothing. Just a dark, empty hallway.
>>147093"Hehe" Jubilosa takes a sip of the wine, and smiles, watching Silver
>>147094Silver continues his tune for his Jubee as it gets towards the end, finishing with a whistling flourish. He looks at her date to gauge her reaction.
>>147094She hid herself again, Iron deduced with a small frown.
She proceeded to slowly but surely trek his way along the current room, deep inside hoping she joined forces with Cauldron for a another double offensive
>>147096Makade again shakes his head, and again peaks out of the rear window (opposite the direction the sound is coming from)
>>147097To the right, the bedroom. At the end of the short hall, the living room (and kitchen).
>>147095"Hehehe" She claps her claws together
"Very good, Silver."
>>147098"Thank you, thank you very much! I will be here all week."
>>147098Clip clop he slowly went without much subtlety to it, deciding to check the kitchen and living room area first.
>>147099Knock knock knock>>147101Nothing, or nothing much, is seen in the dark
>>147100The waiter arrives, with two plates of crème brulee, with raspberries and blackberries on top.
>>147102Not remembering how the light magic mechanisms work, Iron soon ditches that first idea and instead dragged himself in a predatory stance towards the bedroom.
>>147102Spark waits on the floor and looks towards the door.
>>147103Iron enters the bedroom to see Black Cauldron laying there on the bed, with a pillow over her lower barrel and thighs
"Iron?" She asks him
>>147104A shadow covers the blinds next to the door. There is a gasping sound, and the mare hides herself under the quilted blanket
Knock knock knock
>>147102"Mmm, it looks delicious! Thank you, and my compliments to chef!"
Silver takes a utensil, gathers a little bit of everything from the rich custard, to the cream the dish is named after, to the fruit that tops it, and eats it, savoring every bit of the bite.
>>147108Cream, fruit, and that distinct taste of toasted marshmallows.
>>147105Said native looked around the room, stalking about for her unicorn prey. "She must be here somewhere," he muttered out loud just so Cauldron understood his purpose for being there.
>>147111A moment passes, and the shadow moves away, leaving the blinds lit by the yellow light of the street lamp outside. Another moment, and the mare whines with an "ah," jumps off the couch, and runs around behind it, curling up. This is perhaps the first time Spark gets a complete view of her, with a sparkling purple coat and raspberry mane. She places her hooves over her head, and trembles.
>>147110Black Cauldron twists her lips
"I think she passed by. Somewhere."
>>147112Feeling the slight tinge of disapproval and disappointment, he decided to spice up his stalking, skulking around even more dramatically akin to a noir detective ready to apprehend the suspect they're been chasing for weeks.
With that
totally useful tip from the mare in black and white, he soon slipped out in an overly dramatic fashion just to lighten up her mood during these trying times: All he needs to do now is to poomf her up and carry her back to the bedroom, onto her rightful place as a pillow criminal.
>>147112Spark moves towards the mare to calm her down.
>>147114When Spark moves closer, she sees him, and moves her eyes towards him. She still trembles.
>>147113But now the question: where is the fugative?
>>147115Spark signals her to relax.
>>147116Her breaths, high pitched and rapid, don't slow much, but they do quiet. She stares into his eyes, evidently trying to calm down.
>>147115Unless his bedroom searching wasn't as thorough as he'd like, she most likely was the dark corners of the kitchen and living room, where the light was too afraid to come out and brighten up the atmosphere. It was going to be tough to find her in such a concealed area, but his heart was strong and his head, only a tad dizzy from all the poomfs he's recieved so far.
You will not hide for long, pillow bandit, he uttered in an overly dramatic fashion in his head.
I will find you and lock you up in my forelegs for good.
>>147109"Mm, mm, mmmm...delicious!"
Silver digs into his dessert ravenously.
>>147117Spark gives her a reassuring smile.
>>147118But now, where can the fugative pillow bandito be hiding?
Roll die>>147119Jubilosa is perhaps a little slower, but digs into it all the same
>>147120She returns an awkward, frightened smile
>>147121It sure doesn't last long, but when it is, Silver pats his stomach satisfied.
>>147123...alright... to the kitchen!
>>147125Iron turns the corner to see.... nothing.
The pillow bandito has evaded Iron, and Justice, once more
>>147124Jubilosa takes a little longer to finish her Creme Brulee, which she eventually finishes along with another glass of wine
>>147126Damn, Iron cursed under his mental breath as he shaked his head twice.
She blends into the shadows like her coat was actually black. I have underestimated her.Defeated, he slowly but surely trekked his way towards the bedroom, only to hope that the pillow bandito would show her pretty face once again to face
Justice.
>>147126"Ahh...that was good dinner."
>>147127Iron makes his way, slowly, to the open door to the bedroom, which pours light into the unlit hallway. He sees Black Cauldron inside
>>147128The waiter asks,
"Anything more, or shall I hoof you your bill?"
>>147129Unlike last time, Iron's walking was not as boisterous or stalking, but more of a casual, disappointed strut towards the bed Cauldron was in, aiming to lay on the bed.
>>147129"I think we are ready for bill."
>>147131He nods, goes away, and returns, pressing a bill to Silver
>>147130Black Cauldron, looking lonely on the bed, smiles towards Iron as he walks over
>>147132Silver takes a look at the bill.
>>147133Eighty bits, mostly because of the wine.
>>147132With one swift motion, Iron lazily plants himself on the bed without even covering herself while slowly scurrying as close to Cauldron as she'd allow. All the while exaggerating his features of contemplation and loss just to sell the theme of a noir detective to his darling.
>>147135"Well you look dower" Black Cauldron comments
>>147136Assuming Cauldron didn't try to stop him, he'd stop himself just as his coat touched hers, all with the most hyperbolic form of a serious expression she'd ever seen. "I have not caught the pillow bandito, Cauldron," he 'darkly' uttered. "She is still out there, throwing pillows at the innocent, terrorizing slumber parties left and right."
>>147134"Oh, that is not so bad."
Silver pays the bill, and stands up from his seat.
"Ready to go to spa?"
>>147137Black Cauldron laughs
"Pillow Bandito? Ha, what?" She smiles at him
"Don't worry about her."
She places a foreleg over him
>>147138"Sure." Jubilosa says, picking up the extra bottle of wine
>>147139The unicorn smiles, and walks out of the restaurant with Jubilosa onto the street. Once outside, he looks for a taxi.
>>147139Even as Iron obviously took advantage of the approach, huddling closer to Cauldron as well as softly lay her cheek onto her chest, he still had that overly dramatic look to him. "I cannot help but dread just how many ponies' faces will be suddenly struck by a flying pillow, Cauldron," his somewhat muffled voice replied akin to the usual noir cliches just to heighten the somewhat unintentional comedy. "Just thinking about all those poor ponies' snouts assaulted by pillows keeps me up at night."
>>147141"Well.... If you can't make it to sleep, why don't
I keep you company." She says, still smiling and occasionally giggling.
>>147140A taxi comes by quickly, and the two enter, along with Jubilosa's bottle of wine.
>>147142Silver gives the driver the address for the spa.
>>147142Even in his noir persona, Iron couldn't help but glance up at Cauldron and giving her a loving smile. "You always know how to put my heart at ease, Cauldron," his detective voice remarked with more than a sprinkle of truth to it before slowly approaching his snout to tenderly nuzzle her neck.
>>147144"That's more like it" she says, letting him nuzzle her, and tightening her hold on him
>>147143The taxi takes them in the direction of the setting sun, then south, and then they arrive at the spa.
>>147145And with that scene played out, Iron slowly but surely started to close his eyes as his forelegs tried their best to wrap around the zebra mare's chest.
This seems a bit too good to be true, is it not? his inquisitive side soon presented with the typical noir flair.
Of course, his sleep was held at bay at the sudden inquiry.
Cauldron seemed hesitant to let me sleep on her bed and cuddle with her, he further theorized, starting to garner a smidge of suspicion.
Then you know that there is something amiss, he pointed out soon enough.
We must dig deeper and find out the truth!With that line of thinking, he knew what he had to do. "Hey Cauldron," he soon piped up while holding her lovingly. "Do you remember the first time we met?"
>>147146"Well yeah. My friend wanted you to come along with me to help me in an errand."
>>147145Silver pays the fare, gets out of the cab, lets Jubilosa out, and enters the establishment.
>>147147"Yes," Iron agreed with a small chuckle as the memories of that debt collecting job passed through his head as fond memories. "I still remember that one time while we were travelling to meet our next objective that almost got us into trouble."
He took the opportunity to nuzzle her a bit before continuing. "Do you remember what happened?" he asked, hoping she still recalled such a close call.
>>147149“With the mattress and that stallion with the shotgun? Yeah, I remember.”
>>147148Silver enters to be greeted by a mare at the front counter.
>>147150Iron couldn't help but stifle another chuckle, further at ease as she squeezed Cauldron's chest with his forelegs softly. "I mean when we pretended we were dating," he clarified with a coy smile, his pools longingly staring back at hers.
>>147150"Hello! I am here for my couple's appointment."
>>147151Her smile widens
"Is that how you interpreted that?"
>>147152"Oh. Yes. The pair here a little later than normal."
>>147153"I am sorry about that, but we really do appreciate you allowing us to stay after for our appointment."
>>147154"Oh. Well, you may proceed" She says, standing up, and walking down a hallway
"This way"
>>147153"Admittedly, yes," Iron lovingly replied. "That mare sure was thrown for a loop either way."
>>147155Silver follows her, as instructed.
>>147156"Yes. Damn police. Best kept minding their own business."
>>147157"Let's start off with the sauna, for relaxing."
Silver and Jubilosa are lead the the hot room, with benches and steam.
>>147158"Yes," Iron wholeheartedly agreed as he huddled up against Cauldron with a peaceful smile as his eyes started to grow heavy. "It does not match the time when we stormed those uppity griffons."
>>147159"Oh. Yes. Heh. I hit one of them with my tire iron. One or two. I don't get what they were going on about. Glad you were there to beat some sense into them."
>>147158Presumably, this is after they have been shown a place where they can leave their stuff, as I feel suits and dresses are not well suited for the sauna, and perhaps after they are given towels. Silver chooses a bench to sit in, and does exactly that.
"Whew...it really is humid in here. I can already feel myself sweating."
>>147160Iron chuckled a bit more as he finally laid his head back against Cauldron's chest fluff with a smile. "I remember the excited hug you gave me," he pointed out, just about ready to be tucked into bed by how comfortable he was right now. "You were so elated."
>>147162"Well.... Things sometimes happen in the heat of the moment."
>>147163"Like right now?" Iron uttered before lazily leaning in for a soft, gentle peck on Cauldron's lips.
>>147165Her ears pop up, and Iron lands the kiss
>>147166A second after such a bold move, his head retreated back onto Cauldron's chest fluff with a satisfied smile.
>>147167And Iron is able to lay his head partly on Black Cauldron's chest fluff
>>147168And with that, Iron, slowly but surely, closes his eyes to let sleep overtake him, tenderly holding Cauldron with his forelegs in his ride to the dreamland.
>>147170Iron's ears spiked up at the rather imposing sound, soon opening his eyes just to see what was that about.
>>147121Spark looks back towards Madake, hoping for a signal that the coast is clear.
>>147176Makade moves, ever so slowly, towards the windows of the living room, carefully looking out through a gap in the blinds, and then slightly moving them apart for a better view. He looks back to Spark, and says.
“He is away for now.”
>>147177“They are likely still suspicious. We should keep low for a while. They probably expect us to leave around day break as well. They might have another scout ready when we try to leave.”
>>147178"Perhaps. This one was alone. But the Doubles are pack creatures. They are likely to return in numbers. And they may come here."
>>147180“We can’t just simply leave, and we can’t be sure they will return on just suspicion. It is a safer alternative to keep low for now and perhaps I can leave at the break of dawn to scout out for them.”
>>147161This is the last post to reply to, if GM gets time.
>>147171Maybe
>>147170 was not clear enough. Let's do it this way
[1d20+6 = 13]>>147161... Okay,
>>147158 is not what happens. They put items away, including the wine bottle, and receive towels
>>147169>>147171>>147189Iron feels a pillow crash into the edge of his back
>>147189Silver wraps his towel around his hips before heading into the sauna. He sits down on a bench.
"Whew! It already feels quite steamy in here."
>>147191Jubilosa slowly walks around, pacing from one side to another before taking a seat.
"Yeah. Heh. Pretty steamy. Pretty hot too. Like a swamp. But more so. But it smells better."
>>147192Silver giggles. Already, with his thick coat, he's working up a good sweat in the sauna, sweat dripping slowly from the ends of hairs.
"Heheh, very much so."
He leans back in his bench as to rest his head against the wall, lets out a sigh, and begins the relaxation.
>>147192>>147193He does ask Jubilosa a related question, however.
"What is climate like where you are from?"
>>147194>>147193Jubilosa moves around a bit more, as if she doesn't understand the goal of relaxation.
"A bit warm. Sort of like this. But.... Not as warm. And not this humid. This steamy."
>>147195"It is like one of those volcanic hot springs. They always sound so nice..."
He looks to Jubee, curious as to how she's feeling.
"Is something wrong? Sit down on bench, take load off, relax.
>>147196"I've never been to one"
She does, however, sit down (again) next to Silver
>>147197"Me either. There are supposed to be some in Badlands, if you do not mind being around dragons.
If there are still dragons in Badlands."
He starts to lean slightly against his griffon date.
>>147198"Dragons? They are... there not gone from the Badlands because they are here. Are they?"
She is leaned against, and gives way, slightly.
>>147199"I do not know. Prior to New Mareland's invasion I believe Equestria had promise to protect region as long as dragons did not raid surrounding countryside, but who knows what New Mareland is doing in region?"
He hugs his griffon, pressing their increasingly sweaty bodies together.
>>147200She smiles as Silver pulls her long, lanky body closer to him.
"You know, I'll just leave the dragons and the colonials to each other."
>>147201"And I will stick with relaxing with my beautiful dove. That is subject for me."
>>147202"D'awwwww"
She wraps her claws around him in a hug, and places her long head next to his body.
"Though... I hope they don't team up."
>>147203"Me either."
He leans back with his date against the wall, continuing to relax. Perhaps a little
too much, but there not yet much sign of it visible thanks to his towel.
"I can see why this is considered relaxing. With as humid as this room is, you want to do nothing but sit still and melt."
>>147204"Melt? That doesn't sound relaxing..."
>>147205"Have you never had something to eat that was so good, or experienced something that felt so amazing, you wanted to melt into puddle?"
>>147206"Well..." Smiling, perhaps bluching, she looks away. And then she looks directly up and into Silver's eyes with her own.
"Yes."
>>147207Silver locks eyes with his beautiful griffon date, and leans in towards her just ever so slightly.
"And when was that?"
>>147209She continues her smile, looking up towards Silver
"Wouldn't you like to know?"
>>147212The unicorn laughs, leans in towards his beautiful dove, and rubs his muzzle against her beak.
>>147213This contact causes her to wince, but form a smile with a "heh," and pull back slightly. She pulls a claw away from her hug to run it over Silver's muzzle and the end of his snout.
"I'll never tell."
>>147214The fur on his muzzle is soft, yet the actually muzzle underneath is quite firm and muscular. He smiles softly as he looks at his Jubee with curious, pleading eyes.
>>147216"A lady must keep
some secrets." She says to Silver, and then looks down to his chest, and extending a claw, pokes him once, then twice in the chest, and then moves the claw to poke him in the barrel.
"Strange. You aren't melting quite yet."
>>147217He giggles a bit from the ticklish sensation of being poked in the barrel.
"With as much as I am dripping, I was sure of it."
>>147219"Heheh, what?" She is taken aback for about two seconds
"Oh. You
are rather damp."
>>147220Silver is just absolutely dripping with sweat, indeed. He smiles.
"At this rate, I may end up as nothing but puddle on floor."