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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However he can help, Silver does so.
With Silver's aid, they make it outside
"Whew...if you two would rather return inside and close up, I think I can carry her from here. I would not begrude help until we got to taxi, however."
They both consider the question for a moment, before they both decide to help carry her.
And so, they carry the helpless griffon, until they can find and hail a cab.
A taxi is hailed, and with some help, Jubilosa gets in the taxi.
"Whew! I thank you both for helping with her all way here."
Silver looks through his bags, and gives them both a 20 Bit note.
This produces a smile and a nod from Mollis, and a moment later, from Sweet Dreams
Silver smiles back at both of them before he makes to get in the taxi.
"I wish both of you fine mares a good night!
“Come back again”
And the taxi is moving before Silver even gives the driver directions
"W-woah! Alright then, I have not even given you directions yet."
If the driver lets him, he gives the house's address.
You know, Silver is gonna have to remember some of those moves Sweet Dreams did on Jubilosa to make her relax like that.
I should be free tomorrow.
"Uh... Should we take the street cars?"
“Do they regularly stop those at checkpoints?”
"There... could be soldiers on it. Or a check of IDs..." He says, a bit subdued.
“Perhaps we should find a way around those.”
Ply Press steps forward
"You know eh, I could take you in my truck."
“But if they search the truck, you would get into trouble.”
Ply Press is a little uncertain
"Whaaaat are you going to have in the truck you are afraid they will find?"
“We will need to bring our fugitive along so we know what she needs recovered.”
“Oh… well… how are you going to get her across town if you can’t risk her being seen?”
“I might need to use some illusion magic and a touch of persuasion to get us through.”
“Heh, illusion magic? Is that your talent? Or did you learn that in school?”
“A bit of both. Why do you ask?”
“Oh, just making conversation. Best of luck. Try to stay away from the soldiers though. They aren’t always trouble, but if trouble comes, it’s probably from them.”
Ply Press goes over to the side of his house, and turns on a green pickup truck. There’s only two seats, and snow in the truck bed, but it’s otherwise functional.
Hi Scones! How have you been?
“I don’t suppose you have a covering and some items we can put in the back?”
“Sure, I have covers from when I do trips to the lumber mills. I even have one from when we lived up north.”
Sorry to hear that. Are you going to stick around?>>148018
“Perfect. We might be able to use that.”
>>148017>>148017Um…. Any idea what helps? I’m glad to see you’re here. We missed you.>>148019
He goes into the house, and comes back with a thick, large, brown cloth cloth cover.
With that, Spark can cover the passengers and get to the destination.
“Alright. Everypony aboard.”
It's great to hear that you're alive, Scones. I've been worried pretty about you. I was beginning to think I'd never hear from you again.
Take good care of yourself, m8.
You are always welcome around here. If you ever need someone to talk to, just ask.
So long as you're okay I'm glad. Sometimes it's good to unplug from the internet for a while.
I'd be glad to stay in touch though.
I’m really glad to see you again scones
No problem. Hey, if you want, we can hang out and have some fun on cytube.
Though the two mares seem unsatisfied, Iron's body certainly does make an effective barrier between the two of them, sectioning the bed in half.
Iron simply exhaled softly, ensuring both Cauldron and Sands are properly pressed against Iron's body, feeling this was probably going to be the best thing he could do at the moment: This should at least start the long process of getting accustomed to eachother in the same bed.
White Sands has long since placed a leg over Iron's body and cozied herself up to Iron. It's Black Cauldron who requires more work.