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.
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He 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..."
Her 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
He 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.
Jubilosa moves her claw to face upwards towards his hoof, and squeezes.
The food smells of boiled shrimp, garlic, rice, and okra.
"Mmm, it smells good, dove! How about yours?"
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.
Silver takes a hold of his utensils in his magic, and eats some of his delicable food.
Bold with spice, and given added substance by rice and okra, the shrimp is well softened.
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?"
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“Is good.” She says, with a beak full of fish and soup, then swallowing, of course chewing less than Silver.
He covers his mouth and giggles at his date.
"Would you like to try some of mine?"
“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.”
He just keeps on smiling.
"I know, I like it! How about you? Do you like it, or are you not big fan?"
After swallowing, she licks the inside of her beak repeatedly.
“It’s... different. Stronger...”
"May I try some of yours?"
“Sure.” She says, pressing the bowl forward.
Silver 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!"
“I can’t really say I understand ponies. In that, I mean. Fish is really good. We include it wherever possible back home.”
"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."
"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."
Silver 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.
"Heh. Almost makes me wish I got the steak." She says, smiling back to Silver.
"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.
“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.
Silver smiles at his date.
"Really enjoying that homeland wine?"
“Of course.” She says, smiling back to him with a glass in claw.
“Although.... it’s not anything I haven’t had before.”
The unicorn flags the waiter down, tips him another 20 Bit note, and asks if they can have another bottle to take home with them.
“You may indeed purchase a bottle.” He says
"Then that is what we shall do, thank you."
“Care for dessert?” The waiter asks
Silver looks to Jubee for input.
“Yes! What do you have?” She asks
He lists things like cheesecake, fudge, creme brûlée and so forth
"I think I will have your creme brûlée."
“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.
Silver 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."
“Well it sounds fine to me, with a nice, sweet taste.” She says
The unicorn nods in agreement.
"Very rich, too. Just need to wait for it now."
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]
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Sand'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.
Thus, 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.
She 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.
er?" Iron presented towards Sands, giving her one last act or mercy before the final blow would be struck.
Spark 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...
She looks up at him with big, green eyes that are at first very wide. They slowly begin to narrow.
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In 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.
Spark nearly jumps and looks out a window towards the back of the house.
Makade 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.
"Well, that's comforting."
Spark looks back towards the new guest.
With 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.
"Has the scout made any sort of deviation from the circle?"