Lithalia inspected it closely, and huddled it close to her. She hugged it, dearly, and softly and gently rocked, singing softly to it.
******
Iblion inspected it. "Well, i'd certainly like to avoid too big of a population drop."
Iblion approached it. "But look at this fine specimen of a creature...arent you beautiful..."
He stroked along it's spine. "I like this...I want to keep it." He declared. "I could always do with more dragon pets, and Fluffy is adorable and all but she can't exactly fit in the bed, can she?"
******
The witches vanished into the mountains, the trap set, and the cave left behind.
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"I'll be more than happy to help in this regard, Vara, and lend my services to a degree that does not jeapordise my girls."
She felt a hand land on her shoulder and give her a comforting squeeze. "You're very brave, Vara, and so very strong for handling all this with relative ease...I can't say how proud I am of you."
"Well...it isn't actually a pet. Rather, it is an extension of myself. Lithalia doesn't know it, but it has no real relation to her whatsoever - besides her providing for it, I suppose."
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Vara put her hand on Nelly's hand. "Thanks, I appreciate that."
Lithalia continued to sing and hug her "child", resting her cheek softly on it, and continuing to sing softly to it.
******
Iblion smiled widely as soon as he heard "extension of myself" and kissed the creature. "I was wondering if you could do that...ah, a beautiful thing that is...question...do you prefer one of me?"
He stepped sideways, and his form stretched like elastic before, similar to mitosis, two identical forms of Iblion were present before her. She did, however, know the Celestial core was within the one on the right. Iblion "Prime" if you will.
"Or perhaps, two of me is better." Iblion Prime murmured. "I mean, why have one when you could have two."
They both let out a chuckle as Iblion continued to pat Crag, and as Iblion Prime approached Delegata and slowly pulled her close, looking down at her with a smile. "You know...it occurs to me i've been so rudely neglectful of you, my most intelligent sweetheart," he cooed as he brushed a stray hand away from her face, "what can ol' Iblion do for you."
******
Nelly smiled. "I'm here for every one of my girls."
She knelt down next to Vara and ever so gently turned her face towards Nelly's. With a warm, motherly smile she cupped Vara's cheeks.
"You are never alone, Vara...I'll always be here for you...just say my name and I'll hurry after you as quickly as possible."
She planted a gentle kiss on Vara's forehead, and then pressed her forehead against her's, their horns clacking together slightly.
"You'll always be cared for, Vara, and you'll always have a home here whether you're as Succubi or you're not, same goes for every girl here."
Delegata shrugged. "There isn't really anything I need right now. And personally I prefer just one of you, unless perhaps I also duplicate myself. And that-" she pointed at Crag "-doesn't count." She paused. "Actually...can I hold it?" She put a hand on his chest, over his core. "Can I hold...you?"
******
Vara turned to her. "Really? But as a non-succubus, wouldn't I constantly be drooling over everyone?"
Iblion Prime frowned, then smiled, and held his hands out to the side exposing his chest. The fabric and flesh peeled away as bones became elasticised and parted. As he did so, Delegata saw a soft, blood red glow begin to emerge as a small, spherical object was presented to her.
It appeared to look like a crystaline sphere, or perhaps a ball of ice, perfectly smooth, clouded, and with immense ammounts of imperfections. He reached in and raised it up and offered it...well...him...to Delegata.
"There I am," he murmured, each syllabe causing the glow from the Celestial Core to intensify, while an eerie, ghastly echo also spoke the same words in the back of her head, "For all you to hold and see."
Delegata, gingerly, reached for the orb, half expecting it to be a trick or a test, however, Iblion let Delegata lift the celestial core from his hand. She could feel the energy almost immediately after she touched it; limitless power, with no parallel. The orb was so light though, such a light, seemingly fragile thing filled with the very fabric of the universe, able to pull and twist and tug the universe to his will. Such a vulnerable thing.
And he had simply given it to Delegata. Iblion trusted her, so much so he was more than willing to remove all defences he posessed and simply hand himself to Delegata.
******
"You didn't drool over me when Master Iblion changed you...it means you're an adept psychic or at least have inherent resistance to psychic affects. You are, and will always be, immune to our passive influence on people."
"...wow..." Delegata held the orb lovingly, caressing it and hugging it tightly. Then she shifted into fog, and the core became suspended in the swirling blue mist that was Delegata - their purest forms, finally touching after all their time together.
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"Oh...well, I suppose that is good to know...but, of course, it doesn't really matter considering that there is no way to return to just being human."
Samandra nodded as Mi-Kal began driving, “How many of these do we have to get through before we leave Aerlanica?” He asked
New Franco Golgoth only stayed in the hot springs for just a moment, he then sighed and got out himself. He walked up to Clara, “Thank you…” he said, kissing her cheek.
Yumi nodded, “After we’re done here, let’s check into that Motel and get some sleep.” She said, pouring syrup on her plate and dipping the French toast into it.
Beyondverse “I found my maid-of-honor” Shunnni said
“Really? Who?” Kyra asked
“My cousin Yui, she’s my closest friend and I think you’ll like her, she’s coming over in a couple of days.” Shunni replied
The body constructed by Iblion shivered as Delegata did so, before it sat down and watched as Delegata swirled around him.
"You are so beautiful," Iblion murmured as he watched Delegata embrace him, "and you deserve to be at my side as we take the zenith of power...you know, you're the first person to have ever, ever been allowed by me to touch...well...me...that's how special you are, my Sorcerer Empress."
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Nelly shrugged. "If there is a will, there will be a way eventually...and besides, just tell Tabitha she cannot figure it out...she'll move the stars themselves if she has to."
She nodded. "Her intellect astounds me..." Nelly admitted.
"Beats me, you think I set up these checkpoints? If i'd...have to guess...hmmm...I honestly don't know, could be another one, could be another five, and regardless, will it matter? you'll just slaughter them all without contest."
New Franco
Clara shied away and gave him a firm look. "I'm not happy."
Mi-Kal nodded, and they continued driving through the mountainous terrain.
New Franco Golgoth nodded, “I know…” he said as he backed away, “And I’m sorry, but I at least wanted to thank you for… caring about me.” He said as he continued to back away and with a snap, clothed himself.
The Ceylar who, while being in charge of all lusts and desires of humanity, had never felt the feeling of knowing that someone cared for him. Throughout this entire meeting with Clara, he could feel himself holding back tears. He wanted to go back to his den, and maybe… for the first time in eons… cry.
Yumi smiled, “Read any good books recently?” She asked, taking a sip of her tea, then setting it back down as she squinched her nose as if she didn’t enjoy that drink.
Beyondverse Shunni smiled, “I think you’ll like her, she’s a very nice person. If you’re not on her bad side.” She said as she walked out of the restroom, “She’ll be visiting in a couple of days, she wants to meet you! Until then…” she turns, looking at Kyra, “How about I take you out to eat?”
Yumi looked at her, “I’ve been reading a lot about philosophy, also leadership… particularly Leading, A Great Service by a version of Jonathon Blinds, since you know… I’m a manager and I’ve got a lot to learn.” she said, with a smile
Beyondverse “Anywhere in particular you want to go?” Shunni asked
Macy wipes the tears from her face. “I don’t k-know...” she sniffles, “I just... why am I crying? Make it stop, Thomas!”
(Coolio) Noelle eventually cries herself to sleep in her hotel room.
Kira smiles, bittersweet. “You should sleep, we have to get up pretty early tomorrow to send you off.”
(That’s a complicated question XD So she’s essentially 8 or 9 years old But she’s also been around since a few hundred years before the beginning of Kansas, so probably like... 4000+ years? Maybe? I also don’t know how old Kansas is or what the timeframe looks like for other countries on Augusta so there’s that too) Gracie shrugs. “I don’t know... I was all alone for a really long time, and then I started making friends, and then I started making more friends, and then a lot of my friends got married and had kids and got old and died, and I’m still here... and I’m not really alone, but I’m still lonely.”
Noelle throws her arms around Lyn, who just stands there in stunned silence. After a long moment Noelle pulls back and then slaps Lyn across the face, as she still stands there in stunned silence. “Um... hi,” Lyn finally says, “can I come in?” Noelle pulls her inside and closes the door behind her.
“No problem! Happy to help.”
Lyn is still solely focused on hunting down Kyra, the only reason she’s even trying to hide is so she can live long enough to get to the Nightstalker. Still, she will be rather difficult to find on the massive and densely populated planet.
Connie shrugs. “I mean... she’s not going to know or care, she can’t understand a word you’re saying anyways just yet. And she doesn’t have to know it’s your stripper name. But it’s up to you, babe.”
(I didn’t know that, that’s super interesting though.) Casey shakes her head. “No. Well, maybe sometimes. But it’s more about who you are as a person.”
Luca looks at her hand. “Oh. So... you think you’re turning into like a cat or something?”
They soon came across a portion of the road which switchbacked its way up about three hundred metres of mountain where Ian tapped Mi-Kal.
"If you were someone wanting to set up a check point...would you set it up there? just over the ridge and out of sight? I'm sure as hell not the only one." Ian stated.
New Franco
Clara, herself, was frustrated with Golgoth; for all he said about being on her side, it seemed as thought he really wasnt. Instead of supporting her city, the city her father, mother and uncle made through blood sweat and tears, he simply shredded into it. Was all he said about caring for her just a charade? just a way to get into her pants?
In anger, she removed the choker Golgoth gave to her and cast it to the ground, along with the wrist band. She stormed up to her room, passing a confused Reece, before she slammed the door closed. She looked into the mirror, and saw herself, she saw the elegant, interlocking vines tattooed across her arms, her torso, her legs, just barely gracing her neck and leaving her head blank. She traced them as a thousand thoughts rushed through her head before they overcame her, she fell onto her bed, and began to weep.
"Oooh...I do like it when you call me babe."
Tsarina gave a little smirk before she nodded and gave blue a big, happy smile. "Alright, hello, it's Aunt Jennifer and Aunt Connie, you probably have no idea who we are, and will probably throw up over us, but we'll love you regardless."
Harold, dressed in a blue, short sleeved rash vest and a pair of red and white board shorts, William, wearing just a pair of dark green board shorts and leaving his muscular (and hairy) form on full display, and Darcy, who wore a new, one piece swimsuit that was blue.
"Alright, is the away party prepared?" Harold asked.
"Oh, Tsarina," Darcy said, revealing the ASR-15 and handing it to the woman in question, who took it, "Just in case."
Handing Blue carefully to Connie, Tsarina grasped the rifle, checked the magazine, checked the sights, checked the bolt and nodded. "Been a while since I held the Right Arm of Democracy...lovely stuff."
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Eastrid slowly nodded. "Cool..."
She nodded. "We have gone off topic, I want to look very attractive for Kenji-"
"You already are-"
"I want to wear very attractive clothes for kenji...I want to look more attractive."
Iblion let out a chuckle, and the mist began to feel as a wave of pleasure washed through it. "Let me return the favour, and show you how much I love you, my most gorgeous Delegata."
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"You are never a bother to me, Vara...never think that...but goodnight...I will see you in the morning after I deliver Eveline to her father."
(Not sure how fast we want him to find her with this one)
Luca nods. “Yeah. Do you have any control over it? Like, if you try and turn into something else, could you do it?”
Kiki, wearing a green two-piece swimsuit that shows off the faded remnants of her stretch marks from carrying Blue, nods. “Yeah. But... you probably shouldn’t be passing around illegal weapons right in front of my face. I am the Queen and all, it is my job to uphold the law in this country.” She raises a brow, a small smile spreading across her features. “Of course, I can turn a blind eye for you this time. Since you are protecting my daughter after all.”
Casey shrugs. “Fair enough. Though I’m probably the wrong person to ask, Luca has a much better sense of fashion than I do.”
Macy sobs into his shoulder, slowly calming down.
She finds two people sitting silently on opposite ends of Macy’s room, presumably her parents.
Kira smiles and holds her close, closing her eyes and breathing in her wife.
Gracie raises a brow. “You do?”
“Ah, this is my big sister, Kiralyn,” Noelle smiles. “And Kiralyn, this is my... um, Kara.” (Not sure what they are to each other lol. And I’m not sure if this version of Noelle already told Kara about the whole situation with Kiralyn yet, I can’t remember lol)
Thomas ran a hand through her hair as Michael grabbed some of her hair.
"Hi. I'm Thomas's sister - cousin - whatever. We were raised together, so I'm going with sister. Are Thomas and Macy in there?" Kara pointed towards the door.
Kyra smiled, drifting off to sleep.
Casey nodded. "I died during the first rebellion against the Soviet Khanate. I only came back as a ghost a few months ago. All my old friends are married and old or dead."
(Nah she hasn't. And I'm not sure they know) Kara waved. "hello."
Macy slowly looks up at Thomas. “I’m sorry...” she sniffles. “I j-just... started crying, for no reason, and then I couldn’t—“ she takes a shuddering breath, “stop... I thought I wouldn’t have to deal with this once I was done being pregnant...” she starts sobbing once again.
Max shakes his head. “They went down to the cafeteria for breakfast.”
Kira watches her sleep the whole night, gently playing with her hair. Kyra wakes up to see the sun just starting to peek in through the curtains as Kira softly shakes her awake.
Gracie nods. “I’m sorry.”
(Fair enough.) Lyn gives a little wave. “Hi.” “Oh, you’re bleeding!” Noelle sits Lyn down on the bed. “Um...” “Right.” Lyn rips off the bottom part of her shirt and wraps it around the gunshot wound on her shoulder. “Could one of you help me tie this off?”
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