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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Silver sighs in defeat, and decides to stroke her mane to try to calm her down.
Mollis is slowly reassured, and slowly relaxes, laying alongside Silver
"You are very beautiful mare, by way."
She smiles, making eye contact again. She inches closer.
"And how do I
rank for you?"
"Oof, that is some stiff competition."
He gives her a brief kiss.
"But - disqualifying my late wife as she is resting in Elysium, Luna watch over her - you may just rank number two, right behind wonderful griffon on table next to us."
She smiles a little brighter at part of that, then adopts a more somber exorsssion when she says,
“I’m sorry to hear that.”
She pets his fluffy, so fluffy fur,
“You have many scars on you. If I may…”
"That you may. I have been alive for many years, and many of those years I have spent fighting. Many brigands' blades and many monsters' claws have rent this hide of mine, and especially lately they have been joined by bullets of my enemies. I even fought in Great War, and gained many new wounds from fighting against Changelings."
She opens her mouth in evident surprise
“Fighting? Oh my…”
"Sometimes, fighting is necessary, to protect those you love..."
“Oh, well yes. That is true. Still, it sounds very dangerous.”
He nods, and points to a particular scar on his back, one that is especially fresh.
"I got this one on same night I met my Jubee. On night I saved her."
“What?” She pulls her hooves up to cover her mouth.
“Tell me what that was like.”
"It was dark night. Myself and others like me were given task by Baltimare government to put end to traffickers operating out of 33 Hoebuck. They were telling people abroad, desperate to arrive to Equestria's shores, that they could take them here, only to trick them, capture them, and press them into slavery to be either sold, or work in sweat shops. That is how my Jubee came here, from Sicameon. She was did not even intend to come here to Equestria, she wanted to go to Aquileia, but they captured her anyways and took her to Hoebuck with others. Right before we encountered her, we got into fight with two vicious guard dogs, protecting drainage-pipe entrance we had used. One jumped up onto my back, and sank her teeth deep in my flesh."
She places her hooves closer to her mouth as she breathes in in a horrified gasp
“That’s terrible! I’ve heard of thing like that, taking advantage of migrants here in Baltimare. It is so horrible.”
"It is indeed. We found Jubee tied on leash, next to small cage that contained young stallion. Even in that state, she was special one. After we had finished traffickers and we returned to local inn to celebrate and relax, Jubee and I danced, had bit to drink, and, well...we discovered what each others' species are like in bedroom. We have fallen for each other ever since."
She looks on with wide eyes at Silver’s story.
“That is horrible. But she is very lucky to have been found by you.”
"I think we were both lucky. She has given me something I have missed for many years: love, companionship, and company."
“D’awww.” She tilts her head “You felt lonely?”
"My wife died many years ago. It had been while since my foals had left home. I was left alone, at home, until War began. It can get very lonely, when you start getting older."
She takes a hoof, and runs it through Silver’s mane.
“You never need to feel lonely again.”
The contact seems to instantly put whatever lingering unease from the conversation out of his mind.
"I have not been for while now. And with people like you and Jubee, I do not think I will be."
She makes a petting action, with a smile that shows both teeth and confidence.
“Are you ready to go home?”
"I think I am ready, yes. Jubilosa, I am not so sure of."
“You’re… sure she’s is fine with you and me?” Mollis asks
"You mean, you coming home with us, or what we just did?"
He thinks on it a moment, and gives Mollis a light kiss before whispering to her."Now that I think on it, you make good point. We can wait to have more fun some other day."
“Okay…” she says, sounding slightly disappointed.
She pets his mane
Silver smiles brightly to her.
“Very well then” she says, and without trace of Irony
Silver sits up on the table, and looks to Sweet Dreams and Jubilosa.
"Can she even get up, anymore?"
Sweet Dreams, takes no time to look back to Silver, but takes a little longer to reply:
“She may need some help.”
Silver gets up off the table, and places a hoof on Jubilosa's shoulder.
“Yeah Huh…” she says, without looking up at him
"Are you ready to go home now, my lovable puddle?"
“Puddle, heh heh. Sure.” She says, still not looking up
“I don’t know…” she slurs
Silver giggles, and tries to help his Jubee up.
Silver needs to pull on her claw, and after an unsuccessful effort to get her up, Sweet Dreams steps in to offer assistance. Finally, the two get her on the floor, where she lands on her paws, but almost falls to the ground. Finally, she stands herself up with help from the two ponies.
"Wow! If I lost lot of tension, how much did you lose?"
“Tension? What tension? Ah ha, I have none. Not anymore. I am a new… griffin!” She is have trouble standing up
"You most certainly have none, but how are you going to get into taxi?"
She looks up at him, with an open beak, and an expression of astonishment. Like it was a question that only now has crossed her mind
"Think you are able to stand on your own paws?"
"Perhaps you can keep sitted down?"
“Just walk her to the taxi
. Here. I’ll do it.”
Seeet Dreams reaches down and places one of Jubilosa’s forelegs over her shoulder, snd then turns around to Silver. This doesn’t work quite as she had hoped, as Jubilosa still has another three legs that are unstable.
"Hmm...let me gather our things, then I will help."
Silver goes to do just that, and return.
Silver goes to get his bag and Jubilosa's bag, with the wine having not survived the trip to the spa. Sweet Dreams is now accompanied by Mollis is trying to carry Jubilosa - each under a foreleg, and Jubilosa now stabilized on her hind legs - as they try to carry her outside. They've only now made progress.