Set six years after season 6, Occupied Equestria presents an alternative history where Chrysalis chose a different approach to her second attack on Equestria. The Changelings have conquered half of Equestria, while a former Equestrian colony - soured to Princess Twilight's notion of harmony with all creatures thank to their dealing with griffins - Invaded and took the other half. In Baltimare and the Equestrian Southeast, the magic of friendship has weakened, as Communists, Changeling infiltrators, Fascists, gangs, and corrupt creepy politicians threaten the city. This role play is based in large part upon the Equestria at War mod for Hearts of Iron 4, and uses D&d 3.5e mechanics.
Silver is learning about foreign pony cultures, Dark Star is preparing to put on a play for the children of the Saint Prancis Orphanage, Onyx has received several possible missions from the government, Brie is buying clothing, presumably for a long journey. Ash and Iron are leaving the office of a now enraged gangster... or not.
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>>91611"What brings you to my shop?" She asks
>>91607Silver smiles back at her, a lot of Blue Skies plastered to his muzzle. "I hope I was able to service you adequately."
>>91612"I'm looking for a pony. This filly to be precise. I had heard that she may be here." She says, floating up the photograph
"Have you seen a filly that looks like this?"
>>91613"You've done well, Pickle head"
She smiles again, more deviously
"How long has it been since you mounted a mare?"
>>91614"She doesn't look like a relative of yours. Who is she, exactly?"
>>91615>Dodging the questionSister Ash's eyes narrow
"A child that I'm trying to find.. She went missing a couple weeks ago, and I've made it my mission to find her." She says
>>91617"I go by the title of Sister Ash."
She persists to find her answer
"Have you seen this fill?"
>>91618"Perhaps, at some point. Where did she go missing from?"
>>91615That nickname will never stop being funny to Silver. "Oh, you know, it has been few years, I suppose."
[1d20-2 = -4]>>91619>>91620I'm smelling a sense motive check is in order.Iron, suspicious of this mare's question dodging, tries to inspect her to see if she's hiding something.
>>91620"The disappeared from the orphanage on the hill, or rather, she was taken.."
She presses on
"When did you last see her?"
>>91621"A few years, you say"
She rolls over from her back, and onto her stomach, wagging her tail
"How do you feel?"
>>91623"It's hard to say precisely. Could you give me some context to help me?"
>>91625"She could have been here any time within the past two weeks. Had a filly that resembles her been here
recently?" She implores
>>91626"Come to think of, it maybe"
I need to step out for 20-30 mins.
>>91625"I feel like I would still like to get to know this beautiful mare before me." She hears the sound of a belt buckle and a zipper being worked around where Silver is. If she's looking behind her, she can see him using his magic to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants. Currently, they're containing what looks like an uncomfortable-looking bulge, though Silver looks like he's wanting to change that.
>>91629She turns and looks back to him, a bit startled and unsure
>>91633She looks back and smiles, though with still a hint of unease
"Well, I guess we can get to know each other a little better"
>>91634"I think I would like that very much." He drops his pants, letting his Sword fly free, already at full staff. He clenches, causing it to slap firmly against his shirt in a minor bid to show it off to Blue.
>>91636"Hehe, and how do you want to go about it?"
>>91637Using his magic, he moves Blue's tail aside, letting him have a full view of her nethers once again. His Sword twitches, as if it can smell the scent of the mare near it. "I think my Sword is jealous of seeing magic perform job Sword is meant to do." Using his magic, he spreads open Blue's vulva, exposing the outside of her vaginal cavity to the open air.
>>91638Pretty and pink
Her legs move a bit
"Just... don't get any seed inside me"
Back
>>91627Sister Ash narrows her eyes even further
".. I do not have all day, ma'am. If you could be just a bit more clear, that would be much appreciated." She says
While Sister Ash has the mare distracted, she takes 10 to handle Caleb as a free action and orders him to perform the search, seek, and track tricks in that order; Caleb promptly sneaks towards the back and begins sniffing around for any traces of the filly's scent, or sounds of creatures in the next rooms.
>>91639"I will shift to other hole when I feel myself getting close, do not worry." He steps over top of Blue, his presence surely felt by her at this point. With the aid of his magic, he aims the tip of his Sword over the target hole, rubbing on the outside of her vulva and using the mixture of secretions and saliva on the outside to get it nice and wet.
>>91640>>91640"I'm afraid we don't allow pets inside 'mam."
The pull-out method only succeeds on preventing pregnancy 50% of the time in the BoEF.
>>91642Did she see him before or after he left to perform the tricks?
"Oh, he's not my pet. Just a friend of mine."
>>91641Her worry is replaced with a large grin
"I was about to suggest that"
She's a little dry after having been sucked clean of lubricating fluids, but she moistens up as Silver rubs her
>>91643That doesn't make much sense. Pre-ejaculate doesn't have sperm in it, only the fructose-mixture. A male can tell when they are about to orgasm.>>91644It's a giant dog sniffing around. Obviously she is going to see or hear him
"Very well, but please take him outside. This is a no-dog zone. Except for Diamond Dogs with coin of course"
>>91645"They say great minds think alike." Feeling the head has been lubricated enough, he takes a deep breath, and pushes it in past her lips and directly into her pussy. He lets out a groan as his cock is slowly surrounded by Blue's moist folds.
Once again, I'll be right back. [1d20+18 = 33]>>91645>a giant dogHe's actually only a pony-sized dog: a normal Huskie. They're called riding dogs because Halflings ride them.
Sister Ash scratches her head, seemingly confused **actually just stalling**
".. But.. Is he really that different from a diamond dog? What's the difference really?"
All the while they're speaking, Caleb continues his search dutifully.
Rolling Survival to try to find any traces of the Filly's scent.
**There were a few tables regarding the matter. It was supposed to be the least effective method though. I just felt like citing books out of bordom; don't mind it.**
>>91647How does Silver stand in relation to her? Does he stand at the end of the bed with his forehooves on the edge of the bed, and leaning into Skies, or does he place his hooves to the side of her shoulders, getting close to her and over top of her?
She feels even better than she tastes, as the warm walls grab onto Silver.
"Just, please, don't get any inside..."
>>91648"Diamond Dogs can talk. And pay money. And don't inadvertently knock over items. And if they do, they are banned too. Now please take him outside"
Caleb looks up as if offended.
**Did he detect anything within 60 foot radius?**
>>91652The same filly that Sister Ash is looking for? He should be able to recognize/track her dcent from the clothes that Sister Ash had him sample earlier.
>>91649"I will, do not worry." As he stands over top of her, hooves to the side of her shoulders, he takes another deep breath. His hips involuntarily thrust a tiny bit into her from the sensation, but other than that he doesn't yet move. If Blue listens closely, she can barely hear Silver speaking to himself.
"26 years, 26 years since you last did this...come on, Serebry, come on Silver, you can do it!"
He lets his breath out in a sigh, spreading his hindlegs slightly and repositioning. He pulls out until only the flare is left in her marehood, and, with a moment's pause, thrusts back inside. He lets out a grunt just as he reaches the apex of the thrust, resting a moment to enjoy the feeling of being inside her before continuing the cycle anew. In, and out. In, and out. After a couple more thrusts, he gets deep enough for his ballsack to make contact with her pussy and winking clitoris, making a meaty
splap each time they connect.
>>91655As soon as he finds the scent, Caleb's entire body turns rigid; he instinctively "points" his snout and body towards the strongest direction of the scent not unlike a compass, and lets out a sharp but subtle "woof!" to confirm his find.
At this, Sister Ash's ears twitch, and she nods back towards the dog.
"She's
definitely been here." she declares
>>91657Her smile recedes at the dogs back, Ash's declaration, and the attitude
"I see"
>>91656She looks ahead, still uneasy, but relaxing a little. From her blush, just visible, Silver could see that she seems to be enjoying it so far
>>91658Silver leans down, planting a kiss on the side of her neck to reassure her. He picks up the pace of his thrusting. With each dive into her depths he takes, the sound of his balls slapping against her entrance gets wetter, now making up the majority of the sounds of their copulation.
>>91658Sister Ash tilts her head
"I pray, has your memory been refreshed?" She inquires
Meanwhile, Caleb continues to sniff the air for the first, trying to judge how recently she's been here.
>>91659She eases a little
*coo*
When Silver entered, her insides felt less warm than the interior of a pony ougt to be, probably because of how they had been exposed to the air from the forcecock. But now, they are warm and wet, embracing him.
She places a hoof out and forward, and then stretches a wing out. Then she moves her head back, to look into Silver's eyes
>>91660"Who sent you?"
>>91661>More question-dodging[Suspicion intensifies]
Sister Ash tilts her head even further
"I'm simply a volunteer."she replies
>>91661Iron shakes his head, knowing why she's asking this.
(I swear, ponies here are so paranoid.)
>>91662She tilts her head in kind
"Why did you bring a tracking dog into my shop? What are you accusing me of?"
>>91663**If my hunch is correct, she's a pony-trafficking recipient. Of course she'd be paranoid.**
>>91661And Silver stares right back into hers. If he could, he would remain like this all day. But, as he hilts, and as he is almost forced to look away from a moan brought to the surface, he is reminded he doesn't have forever, not when the mare he's in feels this wonderful. He gives her three small, needy thrusts, before unhilting and returning to his normal gyrations. She feels some pre squirt out from the tip of his cock and into her, with some measure of pressure behind it. The sounds of their union continue.
Splap. Splop. Squelch. Squick. "You feel so amazing, Blue."
>>91664Sister Ash tilts her head in a what that seems like it shouldn't be medically possible.
"I came here to find a missing filly. My friend here has the skills for the task, so I brought him along." she says, gestureing to the dog who is still tracking the scent of the filly as they speak
[1d20+18 = 32]>>91667>>91664Rolling Survival for Caleb to determine where he scent leads.
>>91666She lets out a breath, trying to relax.
She tries to pull a hoof around to pat Silver on the neck and around the ear, although from this angle it is very difficult.
"Do what you feel you need to do"
She starts to cooperate more than before, now clenching and releasing on Silver
>>91667"Are you okay there? I don't believe I have any fillies that are missing"
>>91668Out back it seems. Must be like the situation with Henhill
>>91669Iron raises an eyebrow at her phrasing.
(Oh, she is extremely nervous. Hopefully she does not pull a gun from under the counter yet.)
>>91669"Woof!"
*Point*
Her ears twitch once more, and she turns her head and stares towards the back.
"I'm quite certain that this filly in particular has been here though, possibly even today..." She says, with extreme certainly dripping from her voice
>>91672
Iron shakes his head and looks at the mare with a smile.
"No need to worry. We are not with the police. I am friends with Cauldron, and I would never betray her or any of her friends."
>>91669Silver does his best to angle his head to help Blue. He does enjoy patting, after all.
He keeps the pace he's going at steady. No matter how good it may feel or how much he wants to let loose, he wants to go on for as long as he can, and to do so requires him to pace himself. His breathing, though heavy, remains stable, the same going for his heartbeat. Occasionally, he'll hilt for a few tiny thrusts before continuing, just to fully appreciate the sensation of her warm, moist insides. Each clench on his member coaxes a grunt or moan from him, and sometimes milks some pre from his shaft if she catches him as he tries to slide out of her. She feels him twitch from inside of her each time a glob of pre shoots out."
>>91675She smiles, then opens her mouth a little, letting out a soft moan
"You're good with magic, and you are good with your sword"
>>91669Sister Ash is unresponsive for a moment as she watches Caleb boldly stride towards the back if the shop where the scent emanated from, as his search continues.
>>91673"Are you now? Who is she?"
>>91680.....
What kind of doorknob? An earthpony-usable door?
He attempts to open it.
>>91681Is he a Jurassic Park Raptor now?
>>91679Iron smiles, knowing the test he's being presented.
"The most silent zebra you have ever met. She always sneaks up on you. She did that to me when I first met her."
>>91683"No no, I know who Black Cauldron is. Who is
she?"
She points to Ash
>>91677Silver let's out a laugh, Blue feeling it resonate through her through how his cock quivers. "I should hope so! I have had many years of practice to perfect my trade. But, thank you, for compliment." He seems a little relaxed, himself, from stress he didn't even know he was holding onto. A particularly powerful thrust into her leaves him grunting in exertion, his cock head twitching dangerously for a couple seconds before calming back down. "...How close are you, by any chance?"
>>91684Iron shrugs then comes closer to the mare, whispering to her.
"She is just a kirin who wants to find some foals to see how they are doing. I think she comes from an abbey in this city, but I do not remember the name right now."
He pokes his chin.
"I do know that the abbey toook some foals for some debt between it and the gang."
>>91682I couldn't call a raptor until lvl 7, but a dog sounds more helpful in this campaign.
I only assumed that doors accessible to Earth ponies would also be accessible to most quadripedal creatures of the same size.
Caleb was instructed to go further. Is he successful?
>>91685"I am... not so close. It took me a moment to get into the mood"
When Silver first entered, she was very tight, and a little dry. Now, she is looser and wetter, probably a reflection of her having eased up as a whole. She tries to grab him at the end of his trusts, to make him work each time he pulls back out. She can't quite get the timing right, but she's trying to match him
>>91687"And who are you? I can tell you've met Black Cauldron... the jump-scare Zebra"
>>91689Still whispering to said mare, not wanting Ash to listen.
"Me? I am Iron. I have not done much in the business apart from just thug work but I plan on taking up some jobs after my contract with the kirin is complete."
>>91690"What is your contract with the Kirin?"
>>91690Sister Ash does not respond; she seems extremely fixated on the back door, knowing that there's little chance the filly would have gotten back there without her remembering.
[1d20+5 = 13]>>91692>>91688>>91682Caleb makes a Listen check to detect creatures on the other side of the door before he attempts to open it.
>>91689"Okay..." He takes a deep breath, regaining his composure. He almost had an accident on that last thrust, he can't let that happen again. Trying to keep himself under control, he makes to move like he's pulling out, to get her to grab onto him at the right moment. Once he feels her vice grip grab hold, he resumes at his previous pace, pressing his mouth against her neck and moaning into it. The extra sensation is amazing, almost like she's trying to milk him dry. Another squirt of pre lands in her vaginal cavity, only adding to the feeling as his cock passes over it on the way in. "O-oh fuuuuuck…"
>>91693Seriously, why is the Dog opening doors like a Jurassic park raptor
>>91694As he moves in and out of her slowly, she moves her muscles to grab onto him, pulling down on him in his outward movements
She opens her mouth as if to give out a silent moan
"Keep going"
>>91691"I think her job was to find some foals kidnapped by ponies. Thought it was a rather easy job, maybe get some action going."
He chuckles a bit.
"A bit impulsive on my part, since I was not informed that it was done by your gang until we met the ponies who were guarding them. Do not worry, though. She is not with the cops. She has not interacted with anything resembling that. At most, she is connected to the sisters and they do not trust the government to help them."
>>91696"She is being evasive. What does she want"
>>91697SighFine, he can open a door
>>91697"I told you dogs are not allowed. Keep it up and I will add Kirins to the list"
>>91699Sister Ash ignores the pony, only nodding towards Caleb to further her command.
>>91698Caleb opens the door menacingly.
>>91698"She just wants to see the filly she is asking about. Possibly bring it back to the abbey."
>>91700Iron looks in mild suprise.
(Breaking and entering, seriously?)
>>91695He nods silently, continuing his thrusts. He would speed it up slightly if he could, but with her grip on his shaft, he fears it would cause issues for him. So, he maintains this slow, steady pace. He plants a gentle kiss on her ear, giving a lick behind it to the tip.
>>91702>>91700"Ma'am, I don't know what things are like in your country, but in this country, when you are in someone else's property, you abide by their rules. First of all, no dogs are allowed on premises. Second, that door leads back to my inventory and my private residence and are not for customers to enter
>>91703Her ear twitches with the kiss
"Hehe"
She relents, stopping the grabbing. After all, if would be her to suffer if she forced him to orgasm before he wanted
>>91705Sister Ash now turns to the mare with a deadly serious expression.
"That filly has definitely been back there." She says adamantly
"And I'm certain that you would have remembered it.
So what kind of game are you playing here?"
>>91705Iron shakes his head.
"Just let the kirin see the filly you have. We know you have it. The guards spilt the beans. Trust me, she is not going to call the cops on you."
[1d2 = 2]>>91706"What kind of game are
you playing?"
>>91707"I do not trust this Kirin. She marches in, demanding to know about some particular filly as if she were a police interrogator, then invades my quarters"
>>91708>more question dodging[Suspicion turns to conviction]
A wisp of smoketrails from the corner of Sister Ash's eye
"I'm looking for a filly. When was she last here?"
>>91705He slightly steps up the pace, now without the fear of premature orgasm. He gives her ear another kiss and lick before whispering gently into it. "Thank you for this. I have not felt so wonderful in years."
>>91709"Ma'am,
you came
to me. I do not owe you anything. I do not know who you are. I have never dealt with you or your relatives before. I have done nothing to harm you. You will be polite and courteous, or you shall get nothing out of me. Because right now, I do
not trust you around my apprentice"
>>91710"What else are friends for..."
*coo*
Soft, slick, and warm
>>91708>>91711Iron nods.
"I will try to calm her down, but you need to show the filly to her. She is one rowdy mare. Her conviction is strong, and will not stop until you show your apprentice to her. I know this because I saw it."
>>91711>ApprenticeAnd here I was about to start setting things on fire to get a straight answer...
Sister Ash's eye stops smoking
"So she has been here."
Caleb gives another 'woof'
"Is she here now?"
>>91712>>91713"Do you think I am going to let you just steal her and sell her to a brothel?"
>>91711He hilts inside of her, repositioning again so he's more resting just on top of Blue. She feels him pull out and angle his hips in the air above her own, his hindlegs spreading slightly more than they were. He's adopted a sort of mating press position, and she can definitely tell as much as he thrusts back down into her, pressing her into the mattress. His fucking resumes at a moderate pace, each thrust as hard and deep as he can manage. His hips and balls smack meatily against her ass and lips with each dive into her depths.
>>91714Iron's mind skids to a halt, stunned by her statement.
"Wait, what?"
>>91714[Smoking resumes]
Sister Ash seems enraged at the mere prospect of what was just said
"What kind of degenerate low-life would sell a child?"
She slams a hoof down on the counter
"Two weeks ago, that child was foalnapped from the orphanage on the hill. I managed to track the kidnappers back to the warehouse where they were keeping them, but by the time I got there half of them had already been carted off across the city." she growls
"And so, I traced her back to this place."
>>91716"Then what do you want to see her for?"
>>91715>>91715*coo*
She's definitely soft and furry, like a large pillow or blanket. She closes her eyes and opens her mouth again
>>91718"I already told you. She just wants to see your apprentice."
Iron nods with a smile.
"Although you seem to care about her, which is nice. The kirin only wants to ensure her safety, as far as I'm concerned."
>>91719"Very well..."
Behind her, she pulls a string
>>91718A splash of pre hits her cervix on the apex of a thrust, a bulls eye. He kisses the back of her neck, pressing his lips against the soft fur and giving it a lick. The heat of his breath hits the back of her neck as he starts breathing heavily out of his nose. The sounds of copulation resume.
Splap. Squelch. Squick. >>91720Iron awaits the moment when either the filly appears or a club attempts to strike his head.
>>91721Through an alternate door, the filly enters behind behind the register, to the left of the mare - who is presumably Saint Gallop. She whispers something into the ear of the filly
>>91721She purrs a bit, then moans. She look back at him, and tries to kiss his mouth
[1d20 = 8]>>91723Well I wasn't expecting that. Ash is going to be pissed.Iron nods. "Thank you for your understanding."
He decides to look at the filly, maybe see how she's doing.
>>91724Well, she doesn't appear traumatized or physically injured, although either of those may still be true, and not obvious
[1d20+6 = 19]>>91723Rolling Listen to overhear.
>>91725Iron shakes his head.
"Sorry, but my appearance is not foal-friendly, as you can see. Let me call the kirin, she should be nicer to look at."
He chuckles.
>>91726"Hey! The filly is here. Do you want to talk to her?"
>>91723He gladly moves his head over to accept the kiss, slipping his tongue into her mouth and wrapping it around hers. He maintains this pace of fucking, finding it surprisingly manageable.
>>91725Sister Ash is visibly relieved, and abruptly stops smoking.
>>91727Sister Ash never left. It was only Caleb who moved.
>>91726Probably something like
"Angry Kirin came in wanting to.... I don't know if she is police...Have you seen her before? .... [unintellgible]"
>>91727She looks at him strangely
>>91728All of this licking and fucking has been just a little tiring, but her mouth is warm. She grabs onto him again, just cause
>>91731>>91729Noticing Ash next to him, he scratches his side.
"Sorry, I guess I got too focused on our talk."
He smiles sheepishly.
>>91731Silver hopes she's close. He's not sure how much longer he can go. He hilts once again, breaking the pattern with some short, deep, needy thrusts. Barely any of his balls-deep shaft leaves her vaginal cavity, but the rapid pace of the needy thrusts ensure there's constant friction.
>>91733A moment, a moment, a moment... and... There
"uh, uh..." she moans, and then winces, and an ear twitches
She closes in on Silver, and grips down on him, trying to suck in his juices. Yep, she definitely came
Roll Die >>91737Everything that Silver had left inside of him after his fun time in the bath an hour and a half before - everything - just came out
>>91741Wee! Off to pregnancy for you! You have Storm 0.5 now! Enjoy quadruplets!
>>91743Now that's a lot of damage! How about a little more?
>>91744KEEP THE THRUSTING. MAKE IT SEEM INTENTIONAL.
MARK YOUR TERRITORY. SKIES BELONGS TO YOU NOW, SILVER!
[1d20 = 7]>>91745Hoofston, we've had a problemWhile Silver is screwing over his life for the next 18 or more years, Onyx cleans a tankard.
>>91746Onyx successfully cleans the tankard, and does not impregnate it in the process
>>91741All Silver can do, as his eyes go wide and his balls clench
much faster than he anticipated, and with much greater intensity than he expected, is pray that it's such a minute amount that Blue won't notice.
Unfortunately for him, it seems no one heard his prayer.
He lets out an almost feral moan as the milking motions of her vaginal walls cause him to involuntarily thrust deep into her, letting loose an almighty stream of cum that completely splatters her insides white with his seed. It comes so fast and so hard, it almost immediately overflows, only a little entering her womb. But he's not done yet. The primal instincts left inside of him make him thrust once again, overriding his almost pitiful mental pleas to stop and pull out with a single, all-encompassing desire: to breed Blue, and make her his. To so thoroughly mark this mare with his seed that no other stallion will ever be able to rut her without knowing that Blue is Silver's property, first and foremost.
The next stream is slightly less powerful than the first, and more accurately aimed, actually doing its job of filling her womb, and finally spilling a small amount of semen out of her tunnel of love and onto the bedsheets. Three more times, he thrusts, each slightly weaker than the one that came before, and each time more baby gravy squirts out of his cock and into Blue's awaiting vagina, overflowing even more and leaving behind a small white puddle of foal batter behind them on the bed.
Once the deed is done, the first part of Silver to return to normal is the feral, primal part, leaving him shivering and regretting what he just did. "О сукин сын, я так мертв…"
>>91751e_e
Well, so much for not knocking her up...
>>91751>>91752He's forced to do this. Don't judge the poor Silver boi.
Besides, he knew the consequences. Watch more PSAs about condom use, perv. >>91751The female plays a passive roll in this part. And for a few seconds there after
>>91754"I...I am sorry, Blue...I am so sorry..." He looks absolutely ashamed of himself, right now, and of the actions he's taken.
>>91756She looks back at him, with a more angry look, then leans in for a kiss
>>91757He's not sure of himself, or if he should accept it, but he leans into it as well either way.
What're the odds that was the roll where I rolled a 1? Was the universe laughing at me just then? >>91758It's not a full passionate kiss. More of a recognition-of-status kiss. Certainly not as pleasant as before. After some seconds, she pulls away, with a look maybe like pic related on her face. Silver is perhaps a little tired by now after 30 minutes of liking and thrusting, and the rejuvenating effects of the honey have worn off. Maybe even
reversed his situation. Well, maybe not that far, but suffice it to say
he is no longer feeling it effects, or at least, nothing good from it
>>91764He looks sadly at Blue, understanding
exactly how much he's just fucked up. He sits up in the bed, taking a look at his sore limbs, not knowing what to say to Blue. "I, uh..."
>>91765She remains at at a silent, angry expression for at least a few more seconds. Perhaps in this act, she is more like old Storm Warning than her usual manner of behavior
>>91767For his part, he takes it like a stallion. He doesn't back down and cower. "I am sorry, Blue."
>>91769Her ears, which had been firmly down, perk back up, and the smile returns to her face. Albeit, that malicious smile she wears so commonly.
"Don't worry about it Silver. I know you are a bit older, that you've been out of the game for a while, and you just wanted to experience a bond you hadn't felt in a very long time. It's okay"
>>91771"Right." Somehow, Silver doesn't believe she thinks so.
>>91773She tries to pull her smile down to a more nuetral form, as she starts to get up, hoping not to get any mess - well, any
more mess on the bed
"No, I know you are still sweet Silver.
Change the bedsheets from the set in the closet."
She canters off into the bathroom
>>91776He's still miserable about what happened and failing Blue's request, but he is, at least, a little happy that she hasn't kicked him out yet. He complies with her demand, gathering up the bedsheets in a way so they don't spill onto the floor, and replacing them with the bedsheets she directed him to. He makes sure they're extra neat and tidy as he puts them on, almost as if he was in the military.
>>91778She doesn't come out until some time after Silver has finished. She walks out wearing an expression of indignation. She starts to say something, but then closes her mouth, and says nothing
>>91786There's a couple reasons in Silver's mind why she would be upset all of a sudden. He mentally prepares himself to be kicked out of her room, while looking at Blue to receive what judgement she's going to pass onto him.
>>91788"You recall the deal we made?" She finally says
>>91790"To get books from catacombs for you, yes."
>>91791"Good. That deal is still active, and I still expect you to honor it. And another thing. Your more touchy feelly escapades over the past hour are not to be mentioned to any other living soul. Am I clear?"
>>91792He gives her a single, firm nod. "Crystal."
>>91793"And one more thing for notice: A mare asking how long it has been since you've had sex, and righting herself after laying on her back, is not necessarily giving you consent to unprotected vaginal sex.
Do you understand that?!"
>>91795For the sake of not angering her any further, he simply nods.
>>91796Pic
>>91797"Good. Then we are understood."
>>91798"Right. I should go check up on Spark and drones, then grab my equipment and honor our deal. Do you want to keep Changeling honey, or do you want me to take it?"
>>91799"
No you can't have the honey"
>>91801He doesn't seem too bothered by this proclamation. "Very well. I will see you at 5, then. After I have books in my possession."
>>91803Her left ear twitches, and she stares into him silently
>>91799>Spark>DronesOnyx feels slightly forgotten, though he pauses to consider why.
>>91804>>91803Fuck this game,and fuck you faggots.
>>91808OH BOI. SILVER YOU'RE GONNA GET SHOT NOW!
>>91804He quickly checks that his crotch region is at least passably clean, before putting his pants back on and leaving, intent on heading back home and preparing for a solo adventure into the catacombs.
>>91808I'm sorry. I don't know what else to say besides that.
>>91805That actually kind of made me laugh
>>91807Is Onyx pro or anti-changeling drone?>>91808Considering that you haven't spoken to us in a week, and haven't given any reason why you've been absent,
Okay>>91810Should he walk past Skies, he would be pleasantly surprised to find that he is not stabbed or shot in the back or the back of the head