After nearly 3 days of comforting Jasmine and assuring her, Jerry was deep underground, within the ‘Magic room’ as the spell Stone was floating with Spell Catalyst flying around. From what Gnarl told him, this was the Target Spell...one that he knew how it works. And while he has three Spell Catalyst flying about...he knew what to do. He focus on the magic around the Spell Stone, as all three of the orbs went around it. Powering it as Jerry knew that if and when he used it...it will help him either kill people with lighting….or dominate their minds.

“Master,” spoke Gnarl as he came up behind Jerry. “The Resistance has made their decision of the scientists, they request you to speak with.” then held a wide grin to the man as he added. “And they also have some choice words of you denying any talking for three days.”

Snorting some in annoyance, he turn to make his trek up to the throne room as Gnarl follow. “Well considering I wasn’t in the best of moods, they should be thankful that I told them not to try to talk to me.” then glance and asked. “How much gold and supplies we got?” Gnarl recall with a hum and answer.

“About 20,000 gold in the Treasury, and still have enough supplies to pass and to feed the lot here.” then asked. “Master, if the Resistance allow them to stay, would that mean they wouldn’t work on what you request them to do?” Jerry recall a bit, remembering that he asked the scientists for a way to create a coffee maker without electricity and with magic that didn’t need a unicorn to charge it. While it made them confuse why-- some of the other's knew the exact reason as everything here was medieval.

“I’m hoping they will, makes things simple for me.” as when they came to the throne room, the two split as Jerry went to grab his now polished Arcanium armor. Despite removing the pink off-- he was still trying to figure out which Minion did it, as did Gnarl as neither could figure out who painted his armor. With a shake of his head of the one who did it, he focus on the discussion with the Heads.

After donning his armor, grabbing his axe, and with a quick trip through teleporter to Gate, Jerry was making his way to the room where the Heads would be. He ignored the guards posted around his Gate, ignored the mares who told him to stop, and made a straight path to Heads meeting room, as when he got to the door, he slam his fist to knock.

He could imagine the shock looks and surprised yelps, he didn’t need to wait long, as Shire open the door, blinking surprise and said. “You’re here?” glancing and asked. “Where's the guard we post for you? She would of inform us you were here instead of you banging on the door.” giving a subtle jab to his rudeness as Jerry told.

“I knew the path.” looking at her as if expecting her to move so he could come in. With a small sigh, she open the door for him to enter through, as he walked in and stood before the five, as Shire went to her seat as he spoke. “Now, you all made a decision about these scientist I told you about?” Pearl took the lead as she spoke.

“What we talk about was, hard to get through. Being there are actually...civilized Caribous and some who actually are against what they are representing as--” looking to him as she was about to say more, until Jerry interrupted.

“Yes or no. Get. to. The. point.” seeing her glare at him as he told. “I am not in the mood to dance around the issue, just tell me, if you all are going to not kill them or force them in near ridiculous rituals or torture tools-- or anything. Or if you are. Very. Simple.”

Taking a sharp breath, Pearl began, “Yes, we--” That was right before she was once more interrupted by the male, and only added to her frustration.

“Good, topic over. We can move on to another thing we need to discuss, like me getting into Canterlot.” told Jerry as Stone Hooves shouted.

“Let her finish, this topic isn’t over!” Jerry glance as he soon told.

“Look, I get that you all have moral issues, some issues with them being Caribous, and the hard time of getting over the fact that some of them reject what their culture and society taught them-- but right now? They are more or less dead to the Caribou Empire, and would be turn to sex toys the moment the Caribous capture them. So really, they are at your mercy and are willing to work with you.”

With a deep breath, Pearl spoke up, “and that is where you need to understand that rules for them change.” And gave a particularly sharp glare to him and told, “You have your way of working, Overlord, but here? In our place? We have something called organization. Something you can’t seem to grasp. There are protocols to go over, rules to be given, work to be sorted and rooms to be assigned.” Then went on, “That’s even supposing you’re being ignorant or deliberately sending in a group of people that could expose the entire Resistance.”

He felt like facepalming. He really did. He gets it. He honestly do. With a deep breath, he told. “Look, I get it. I get where you’re coming from. The fear. The paranoid. The caution. The fact none of you believe this is possible and that you’re assuming I want you all screwed over-- really I get it.”

“Then what’s the rush?” Asked Screech calmly, “You seem very keen on just dumping things as they are and leaving before the fallout might happen.”

“For one, the rush is this. I just found out something rather troubling within some of the research papers. Apparently there's something going on in sea over the last few months, mostly with ships going missing with dangerous sea activity.” then told. “And apparently the Caribous found a large amount of green blocky crystalline things, mostly around the dangerous areas in the seas.

“They're being research or in a large building. Now picture if you will, these things have enough power to cause large explosion, and damage a large town. The Caribous want to harness this non-magical energy, granted they’re hesitant now….but when they do? They could power small towns, replicate it to power entire cities, make electronic tools, powerful weapons. Possibly anything they can imagine. And guess what? Most of it? Is in Canterlot. So if you take in what i just said, and the rush of me wanting to get to Canterlot…”

“Then you make a strategic mess!” Pearl rose and shouted, “Do you have any idea what you’re saying? Rushing into Canterlot like that will cause a huge uprising, a scrambling of guards-- we can’t lose a large number of our spies there as they will be looking for reasons of how you got in!”

“What I am trying to suggest,” started Jerry cooley. “Is that you help me get in, in a disguise, undetected...so I can make a Main Gate under the sewers, that way, I am able to enter in Canterlot, when the time comes.”

“Canterlot is on the side of a mountain.” Spoke up Screech, watching as the armored male stopped in his tracks. “Reinforced by magically enchanted stone and fortified in a way that trying to access the sewer system would have you drowning before you can even get in. Or the fact that to get in is either by flight or through the main gate-- a gate, which is guarded by checkpoints leading up to it and plenty of watchful guards.”

Pearl added only more to the plate with, “We have spies and informants-- but we can’t just ask them to help you sneak in. It’s not that simple. We have to literally plan out when and where and even how-- mostly to keep the guards off your back as well as theirs. And even if you do get in? Trying to access any sewers will get more complex with patrols constantly walking through the streets.

“What about the crystal caves?” asked Periodic, looking to his fellows as he went on. “If I recall, not much patrols go there. It's possible his Gates could be set up in the crystal caves.”

“You know that’s a fool's bet, Periodic.” Snorted out Stone Hooves. “Navigating those catacombs is almost impossible. Not to mention the cave in, the drop offs and the constant ‘house of mirrors’ bit it seems to make.” Then pressed on, “And once he’s in and gate up-- what then? Unleash a horde of his imps to swarm the streets and poke the hornet's nest and risk discovery of more than half of our hard-planted agents?”

Jerry felt agitated, like really agitated. He may not be as smart as a genius-- but he stamp his foot on the ground, getting their attention as he told. “Are. you. Serious? I mean...do you even hear the stupidity coming from your mouth!?” and before she spoke up he told.

“Why, in all in the name of Evil-- would I waste a good opportunity, a good hiding place-- a good backdoor-- just to stupidly waste on a once in a chance of a raid in Canterlot!? Just….REALLY!?!?”

And to that, Screech challenged him back, and with his own words to boot. “For one the rush is this.” Giving him a hardened look and told, “Those were your words. You wanted to rush off and straight there and get those crystal things you mentioned-- well guess what, greenhorn, if you did this is what will most likely happen!”

Taking a deep and calming breath, trying to to stay calm, to not shout out, as he said. “Fair. Enough. Granted this is a rush...but this is a rush for you all as well. Right now? The Caribous are hesitant, afraid of using the stones. But when they aren’t? When they find out what they can do? We will have a serious problem in infiltrating, in pushing them back. All I am trying to get across, is that we need to get them out one way or another.”

Sitting down, Pearl told, “And what we’re saying, is if we rush headlong without knowing what's going on-- we might as well toss ourselves out into the open and proclaim what we’re doing.” She held her fierce and heated gaze before saying, “How about before you start assuming they are on the path of knowing what these things can do and how they function? Maybe ask whoever was on the project of how close they are to even understanding it.”

They stared for a while, Pearl finishing, abite a bit more calmly, “We need information, not rushed jobs. If they know, but have no idea how to control, then we have time to figure out what moves to make. If we wait some, get ready to jump-- then we can get them. But until then? Until we know what security, what rooms and what these things might be and how dangerous they completely are-- we need to wait and be careful.” Then added, “Explosion that could damage an entire town, sound familiar? Do you want something like that to detonate inside of Canterlot in a headlong rush?”

“Fair. Enough.” spoke Jerry in a tight tone. There was a small tense silence, but he took another calming breath and said. “Well...while I wait for you to do what you can-- I need information of a frigate of sea worthiness.”

“Oh great, well lets hear what the thick-head rushing warmonger wants with a ship of all things.” told Stone Hooves as she rolled her hand around. “What do you want? Something to add your ego? A way to cause more trouble for us? Oh, a trip to have a pleasure cruise with your slaves to fuck-,”

There was a sudden slam, as the axe slam deeply into the earth as Jerry spoke in a serious tone. “Do. not. Try. my. Patience. Stone. Hooves.” there was a sudden silence as the hand that clench the weapon was shaking tight in anger, one could feel the near rage radiance from his body.

For once, Screech seemed to agree, “You are out of line, Stone. Better get that snarky tongue under lock.” Then tend to add, “And I fail to understand why you want a ship. You have those gates.”

Taking a very deep, very calming breath, he spoke. “The reason I need a ship, is to discover where the Caribous are finding these green crystallines.” informed Jerry, taking another long breath as he went on. “They have discovered a cache of them, and if we don’t know where it is, they may just find more. I am planning on taking a ship to discover where they are locating them. Yes I have my Gates...but they only work on land substance. Not water or metal. That is why I am seeking a frigate. So I can find out where they are going, and if need be? Destroy them so that they won’t get more.”

They looked to one another as Pearl pointed out, “You realize that going on a trip like that could leave you sailing for days, weeks-- possibly months at sea while trying to find this place.”

“I realize this. That’s why I’m considering getting a chuc--,” pausing...thinking….and feeling more frustrated as he told shortly. “Never. Mind.” Periodic, feeling a bit of pity for the guy, deciding to speak in.

“Perhaps Overlord, it seems you are very stressed. In fact you might need to take time off?” getting looks as he went on. “Its obvious that you are stress from the Caribous attempting to destroy your Gates, and of the recent news of these glowing crystal cubes.” Stone spoke in.

“What? What do you mean they’re trying to destroy those Gates?” trying to figure out why Periodic is giving the Overlord a out as the stallion reply.

“Well, its obvious that they don’t know how it works. If they can’t use it? They destroy it.” then added. “But hard to destroy something that keeps regenerating, now is it?” Jerry taking another breath, and feeling thankful for the stallion aid as he force the axe up from the ground as he spoke.

“Yes, I had to remove the Caribous that were trying to put out my Gates. Its getting annoying to see them wrecking my transportation.” Periodic nodded as he pressed.

“And you must be beyond exhausted that with the bounty on your head, the Caribous constantly trying to kill you, and you helping push back Caribous spotting safe houses?” shaking his head some. “You must be beyond stress, especially with the 3 day silence of tending to whatever issue you have.” Screech gave a low snort, having her hands before her face as she grasp them as Periodic continue.

“Perhaps, what you need is a break? After spreading your Gates, spreading your infamously-- you must be exhausted from the amount of stress, even catering to the scientist.”

“Hmm, while I do not like the way he speaks, you have been working very hard, my Lord.” agreed the hellspawn looking through his Master helmet as Periodic spoke.

“Maybe just relax and unwind? Let us figure out what we can with the Canterlot situation, see what we can learn,” then pointedly said. “And maybe when you have time? Go to the north, set up a Gate there so that way you’ll be able to help us with something later on.” He gave a look to the other's to let him handle this as Jerry let out a low breath.

“Very well….I will go north and set up a Gate, at least by then I’ll be occupied with something while you do your job...have a nice day Doctor Periodic.” turning to walk out as before the other's could stop him as he shut the door behind him.

Soon enough, Stone nearly shouted. “What the tartarus was that about!? You don’t have the authority to let him leave in the middle of the discussion! What were you thinking?” nearly demanding from him as he didn’t even acknowledge her words as he lean back with close eyes and after nearly five minutes of feeling her glare, and the looks of the other's, he spoke.

“What I was thinking about? Was that while you all were focus on one thing or another-- some of us were focus on the Overlord mood, and considering I work with a Dark Arts Master that tend to have foul moods? I knew that if we kept at this in our ‘discussion’ we would have a very on edge, very angry, and potential short-fuse Overlord that will snap and lose his composition with us talking for hours and debate how things will go.” opening a eye to them as he stated.

“I may not have the authority, but I know a on edge male when I see one. Right now? We haven’t fully given him information he wants. Right now? He’s learning new things and some of them disturb them. Right now? He wants to figure out a way to handle this the best he could, but can’t because of how things are delicate. So he’s trying to keep in his frustration and agitation.” giving a pointed look to Stone. “Something you didn’t help lessen if I may add.” seeing her snort some as he continue.

“Was I out of place in ending this meeting without your all say so? Perhaps-- but let's not forget. This is an already tense situation with the scientists --who I am hoping to work with-- and a Overlord who is trying to not get the urge to kill said defectors base on looks who are living in his domain-- a domain we still have no idea about.” As if trying to underline something they really lack of the Overlord.

With a hard look, Screech told, “You know there’s no way he will tells us where his castle is. Not even Private Spree or any of the mare’s that came here seem to know where the castle is.” To her, it seemed like he was making a good move on keeping his place of operations out of sight form them.

“Not to mention he could have use some mind magic on them.” pointed out Shire to the stallion, who asked rhetorically.

“Even on the Caribous who possibly have ways to block said mind magic? They are scientists after all, I don’t doubt they have precautions if it does happen.”

“Do or don’t, they are a security risk, Periodic.” Told Pearl simply. “But what are you getting at? You’re not being clear on what you’re trying to underline here besides the Overlord being too stubborn with his hot headed actions in nearly undermining our hard work.”

Taking a breath as he remove his glasses and rub his face, he put them on as he look to them all and said. “What I am trying to get at? Is that we are dealing with a warlord. You forget, he is focused on doing action and always pushing forwards. Because that is how he works, that is how he functions. To keep pushing ahead and keep a never-ending pressure on his targets. To him, he’s not suppose to stop or take a breather-- he’s meant to keep up the attack until the wall or fort before him turned to rubble and he place his flag up.

“To him? Victory isn’t achieved until he’s torn down the enemy, and anything that pause that progress? It’s frustrating, it's irritating and annoying to him because he’s not doing what he sets out to do. Crush the enemy.” and almost mocking asked to them all. “Simple enough?”

To that, the stallion felt himself taking a deep breath when Screech spoke up, “And I think that simple enough thinking should make you understand why we can’t just have him doing that.” The old bat of a pony seeming to give him a hard look. “Don’t play ignorant. We know that you know about all the progress we would lose or the damages that will come out if we let him go free like that. What would happen if he just roamed around with destructive force.”

“I know exactly what would happen and I understand the point you are making Screech.” said the earth stallion as he gave a pointed look. “But I am just trying to suggest is that while we do need him underwraps, and while we need him to stop and wait….We still don’t know anything about him, we still don’t know if he’s making beings don’t know where he is at-- we don’t know when he doesn’t charge, he plans.”

“Him? Plan?” mocked Stone as she laugh. “You said it yourself! He’s a bull, he doesn’t plan anything! Just rush in and takes what he wants!”

“And what do you think he will do when waiting? He makes layout plans.” told Periodic as he went on. “True, they make general idea of what attacks to make, how to make the succeed ahead of time, and yes in the heat of battle, anything can change the plans. Give him a idea of what his goals and targets are.”

Shire groan and told. “Periodic, stop being long winded like Magic and tell us what you’re getting at. Please.”

“I’m getting that, what do you think, with the information we provided for him, the information of our nation at his hands, and the information he has with the scientist in their research. Who I may remind you, used to work for the Caribous themselves and took all their reports, information of other facilities we haven’t told him, research and even things they were forced to try to make...what do you think he will plan for with whatever interests him and how many plans he might make with everything he has right now?” Stone hooves growl and asked to Pearl and Screech.

“Do you have any idea what he’s getting at?! Because all I hear is scientist talking!”

“STONE.” The loude, near deafening shout Screech gave of made all flinch and even Shire cover her ears. The Thestral looked almost as irritated as the Overlord had, and spoke in a terse voice, “You have been getting more and more vocal and out of line lately. I expect you to try and reel in that temper before it causes any more trouble-- or we will vote on removing you from this topic all together.”

Tensions rose high and all remained silent before Screech surmised, “What the doctor is trying to say, is he has information that we not only had to give, but information we now don’t have. Information and supplies and items that the Caribous had or were perfecting-- and could easily be used against us now that they are in the safety and lock and key, to his care and base of operations.”

“A base, we still have no idea where its location is.” added Periodic as he went on. “The reason I want to speak to these scientists? So that we can gain more information, yes you may think they may not know...but us scientists and researchers have keen eyes to noticed details. They have been at his domain for nearly a week. I say they are able to give us a inkling of where he is located.” then said.

“And with him now having access of knowledge to other facilities? I dare say he might go to them, weed out those who are like those in his domain, take everything and destroy it all over.” giving a quick look and told. “Which is why I suggested to him to head to the Empire to make a Gate. I let him think of that, so that way he’ll recon for us, and forget about infiltrating the other facilities for a while. That is why I let him go early, so he’ll be focus on something else beside what he has to use.”

With a slow breathing, Pearl spoke, “The Empire is possibly months away by foot. A week or two by train depending on what station he could sneak into.” Then gave a glance and said, “Do you think it’s even a good idea to have him missing for so long, not keeping the Caribous any more distracted?”

“Would you rather I didn’t say it, and might unknowingly let him cause distraction-- but also raid the facilities to gain more scientist, and whatever they were working on with more information?” questioned Periodic. “I know he does not waste anything. And knowing his line of logic with the sparing of scientist? He will deduce to search more facilities. To find more useful scientist to defect to us-- and gain more riches in items and information. Some of which, will go to him.” giving them a look as he went on.

“If we were to debate this on him going to the Empire? By now he would of sweep all over the facilities and we would have more scientist to integrate in the Resistance. And using his gold to supply ourselves.”

With a sharp look, Pearl asked, “What else?” And pointedly told, “You’re leaving something else out, Periodic. Say it.”

Being silent, he soon told. “His report on the facility was off. Yes there were items that the scientist were researching, like the crystalline….but I quickly thought of something. Why would he mention that only….and not mention anything else? The Caribous would of gather more things for the scientist to work on. Right?” having his hands together he told simply.

“He was withholding information of us of whatever these scientists were working on. And I have high certainty he will try to get into these other facilities to learn if there these things he took for himself...are also in these other facilities that interest the Caribous.”

While they thought that over, Screech said, “That doesn't make a whole lot of sense. Those crystal blocks… why would that be considered something not worth telling, considering it’s powerful by his own admittance? What would be more important to hide?”

Taking a breath in, Periodic thought on how to explain a scientific mind...and making it simple for them to understand. He soon ask. “Do you honestly expect a entire Facility full of brilliant minds….were working on one thing? Just...one?” giving a look he ask. “If we were battling a nation..would you have brilliant minds and researcher working on one thing...or multiple things?”

“We know they were researching multiple things.” Pearl said, “It states artifacts, plural. What we don’t understand is what could be worth hiding over something that has the power he was just explaining.”

Trying to get his point, he took a breath...and soon stated. “The crystalline aren’t magic.” gaining their attention as he told. “The crystal cubes, they aren’t magical, they are something of science, something he hasn’t invested into the slightest…” then ask. “What if some of these artifacts were something magical that he understood? Magic, who you all know. Is a master in the dark arts, far beyond any of us, but if Magic was given a piece of technical equipment I use to make compounds and things through science?” chuckling some in amusement.

“My friend would have great difficulty in using or dealing with it as he’s stumbling across.” then told. “But anything magical or connects to magic? He knows how to deal with and even utilized it more than not. And in the words of my friend? To have a understanding of something, often trumps the overwhelming power of something else.”

Thinking quickly, Screech said, “To shorten that. You believe the Overlord has a artifact he understand to greater lengths and levels, then this object of power, possibly to the extent that all that power would just not be needed at all with whatever he has?”

“Yes.” told the stallion with a nod. “And I daresay that it might be the only magical artifacts he understand greatly.” he then added. “I hope you all are getting what I’m trying to say now.” Shire took that in with a trouble look….and asked.

“But Periodic, if he has these artifacts of magic, and know what these stones do...why not try to not inform us of both? The artifacts of magic I understand, but these stones?” Periodic roll his eyes in exasperation.

“To the Overlord, all they could do is nothing but act like giant bombs to toss at. They have no use for him as they aren’t magical, it's why he inform us of them, we might have a better chance to understand.” then snort in amusement as he told. “They might as well be big glowing green paperweights because he has no use for them.”

With a slight sigh, Pearl said, “You do realize that even if they have no use to him… they might still have a use to the Caribous.” Knowing the armored male did make a point form before.

Giving a agreeing nod, Periodic said. “Which is why I will suggest we learn everything we can of the scientist who will no doubtedly be coming here soon-- or at least, when we are able to calm the organization down.” then said. “I suggest we end this meeting, get to our places and work.” then glance to Stone Hooves and told. “I know you despise the Caribous and this feel like a insult for letting their species here...but don’t antagonized the Overlord like that.”

She gave a low sound and told. “Really? Hard to see how he’s different from them.” taking a breath in, he soon told.

“He’s different from them-- because at least he’s giving our nation back.” then told flatly. “Screech is right, keep that up and we will vote you off.” she glare at him and said.

“I fail to see how your vote matters.” He raise his brow, and soon ‘ask’ to the other's.

“Does that mean that my word means nothing anymore? That I’m simply here to give advice and nothing else? If that's the case-- then I fail to see why I should be within this group anymore seeing how I am not needed anymore--,”

“No!” told Shire, as she said. “Doctor Periodic, you're valuable here, there’s no reason to discredit your words!” seeing him with a simple nod, as she said. “Please, everypony. I know tension are high with the Overlord, and with the scientist-- but we can’t divide ourselves with prejudice and narrow minded. If we want to succeed as a group, as a way to fight back against the Caribous? We need to be more open minded.”

Stone snap. “By working with the invaders!?” Shire took a calming breath...and asked.

“Are we going to damn a few….for the actions of a entire species?” giving them a look as she push to calm themselves. “We hate this, and we don’t like this...but we shouldn’t tear at each other's throats…” then asked. “If we condemn the entire species...are we going to condemn their children as well?”

A bit silent to that, Screech asked, “You’re talking about that raid mission that private Spree was on and her report of keeping a fellow ranking mare from executing a caribou child, father and apparent mother figure.” It wasn’t like reports like that didn’t pop up, but this one was unique in that Spree stopped a another new recruit from actually killing the caribou child. Something Spree explained in her report, was morally against her views.

She nodded as she told. “Yes, if we as a group, even more as a species, kill children, civilians who done no harm….are we even preaching of being a harmonious and tolerant species? That we would just kill children without second thought?” then press with narrow eyes. “Would the Princess’s be pleased that we didn’t stop it? That we have fallen so hard to not even bat an eye to child murder?”

Stone gave a snort and looked away to that while Pearl looked more contemplating to the idea. Screech, looked as stone faced as before. Really, in excess, it shouldn’t have surprised Shire. One hated the caribous with a passion. Another thought about it from a militaristic point of view, and saw it as possible casualties. While the last, was in deep with sabotage and espionage, so who's to say what dirty work she had done.

It was saddening to know that in a sense, there was little to be done about it. In this situation, Shire understood that civilian influence was the minority here, even more as for the three in this group… it was mostly a type of fight or ragged army going to war. Her words, while having impact… only really meant so much to them.

While Periodic was taking in her words, but saw this fruitless, as if expecting a counter argument as Shire push. “While you may disregard my words, and see this as a military and inflation operation...let me remind you. When we bring Equestria back. When we bring the Princess’ in power...we all have crimes to answer for.”

“We are doing our duty, we will be pardon for anything we done.” told Pearl as Shire gave a pointed look and asked.

“Will we be pardon for allowing children to die? Will we allow civilians who took no arms or fight against us to die? Will the Princess’s really ignore all the dirty work we did and let us get away scot free?”

With a cold gaze, Screech asked, “Do you think they would have any better choices?” Sending a chill through them. “They aren't here, Shire. We are all that was left. We are the only thing keeping things stable. We are the only ones able to keep this Resistance going. Sacrifices and collateral damages… should be expected. Like it or not.”

It left them all fairly silent, even as the elderly mare went on. “Take a very close look. We’re constantly on the edge of being found, of losing or even just collapsing out of the sheer weight.” Then breathed in to tell, “The ponies want blood. As much as we dislike it, too many are angry. They don’t want to forgive. Do you think you can stop them, in the heat of the fight, where they can get that vengeance they so badly want?”

“Be my guest, Shire.” Told Screech calmly. “But even you know, that in the end, we have little choice. We can only do so much because, let’s face it… we’re not the Princesses. We’re not the elements. We’re not the ponies that were intended for this sort of thing, but we’re all that the resistance has, so we’ll have to do until one or the other does come along.”

Gripping her hands tightly, Shire took a calming breath...As she spoke. “Then I think we should tell the Overlord that we shouldn’t have the scientists here.” Giving a look as she told. “As far as I can see? If we did allow them in here...it would only result in bloodshed, a need for vengeance, and more anger. They are more safer with the Overlord than with us.” Periodic took that in…

And took a breath as he said. “Well. guess there's only one logical thing to do. If we can’t have the scientist here? I will simply have to go to them.” Pearl turn her head to ordered.

“No you won’t! We are not loosing you to him!” Periodic gave a deep breath and said.

“Commander Pearl, with all due respect? The Research faction has squat of anything to do. With what we have right now? Is lacking. Even more with not enough funds to us. The only way to do more progress? Is to get it one way or another.” then told. “And think of it this way….consider it a way to test a chance to learn more from him.”

“It’s also too high a risk.” Screech pointed out, “Before the Overlord left, Commander Pearl was trying to make sure there were security measures. Not just for us, but those Caribou.” Letting the red stallion ponder that over while she went on, “Did you think we didn’t know what might happen if the ponies saw us bringing in Caribou into one of our most secure locations? If I know Pearl, she would have suggested an isolated location for them to work in… away from the populous that might riot.”

“I did.” nodded Pearl as she look to Periodic and said. “While I hate this...you made good reasoning earlier. We need to learn more.” then gave a look to Shire as she told. “We have to do what may be morally wrong-- to make sure we all survive another day.” then told. “I suggest we cool our heads, get ready for the scientists and make sure that we keep the organization away from the scientists.” nods or snorts of affirmation came, as Pearl wisely diffuse this situation, and knew that there would be another headache.

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Jerry let out a long and almost tired breath. He laid back with his two lovely mares, both who were bare and cuddling close to him after a long… distressing season. Admittedly, it got pretty steamy and he ended up going into a threesome with them before ending up like this. He felt tired, but also unblinkingly awake from previous events. It bugged him, frustrated him really. The Resistance was so difficult to work with. Day in and day out, it seemed like every meeting he went to just dragged out or made him more irritated.

Even as he screwed his eyes shut and pulled the two bodies closer, he tried to not scowl at it all. At all the delays and their constant talks over all these different things-- don’t they understand they were wasting time?

“Waste of time for you.” Jerry next to jolted out of bed, reaching a hand down and covering himself and his mare’s in a blanket-- only to notice that everything was once more inverted, things frozen in motion. “For them? They are just being careful.” And before him, in one of his favorite chairs, was the Eyes of Fate. “Tea?” He smiled in a near mocking manner while holding a saucer with a cup of the steaming drink. “It’s known to calm nerves.”

Taking a breath, he decided to take the tea, gently blowing on it, and using some of the blankets to have some dignity as he took a few sips. Putting it back on its saucer, he said. “I get at least that, they’re being careful, cautious-- trying to hold up a entire organization on their shoulders...but its like they’re just...just going over even to the tiny of detail-- like politics!” although he blinked…

And said. “And its disturbing you know what exactly I was thinking about too.”

“I know a lot of things, Jerry.” Told the Eyes of Fate. “More than you can ever hope to even understand.” Hand waving over his other one-- where another teacup seems to just appear in another saucer. He seemed to take great amusement at Jerry looking at the conjured drink, and sipped away.

Then, the Eyes chuckled. “You mortals. So easy to amaze.” Then mused, “And all because you can’t stop looking in the third perspective in the D’s. How very sad.” Though, the man didn’t sound particularly sad about that. Jerry opened his mouth, and found the eyes speaking his words, “Why are you here.” Then smirked, “Is that what you were going to say?”

“Annnd you’re being more creepy.” comment Jerry as he said. “Yeah, I was going to ask why you were here-- I thought you don’t usually show up giving me hints or advice or anything.”

“I don’t.” Told the Eyes of Fate, taking a calm sip before sighing out in satisfaction… then looking to Jerry with those black inverted round glasses, grinning with inverted blackened teeth flashing. “I’m here because, to be frank? You’re not doing so well as a villain.” Then went on with a less amused look, “Also… you’re being a little boring. Being so….” Shaking his head and waving a hand in a circular fashion, “Repetitive. Doing the same thing-- I think it’s about time you actually did something interesting.” Then grinned, “Before I make it interesting.”

He chuckled, chuckled in a way it was tauntingly knowing of what will happen. “You don’t want to end up like the last few, do you?” Then remarked, “I will admit, someone looking the part of a angry orc battlemage trying to handle an entire brigade of Caribou troops was amusing to watch for a while when he gave me the bird when I told him to get moving.”

A shiver went down his spine, as it confirmed that those artifacts...were of people like him as he said. “And what else am I supposed to do? Just take everything from other facilities? Use the Target spell to start making Caribous work for me? I don’t exactly have a game plan since I managed to get most of the Gates up-- the best evil I could do? Is just kill and raid.” then told with a calming breath as he took a sip, as the tea surprisingly help his nerves. “Even more, I’m just winging it as a villain.”

Leaning forwards, glasses giving a almost wrong inverted gleam of light, the Eyes grinned, “So you are… but you could try a bit more… harder.” Chuckling out, “You have a few ideas. Brainwashing… raiding. The problem is you're repetitive. Too rinse, wash, repeat. No, I want something different.” Slightly cocking his head to the side, adding, “The others being entertained, what something more. And we wouldn’t want the views to make a sudden nose dive, now do we?” Then told in a mockingly sad tone, “I would have to go and find a new star to take up the lead role.”

Taking a deep breath, he tried to think, try to gain a idea… then said. “Infiltrate the Empire.” looking at him and saying. “I can infiltrate the Empire, make a Gate-- and see this artifact that caused all of this. Figure out what's inside it.” thinking more as he told. “I can try...try to start using the Target spell to dominate the minds of Caribou's, to start practicing,” quickly thinking and told. “So I can get to Canterlot and take the rulers away from Dainn.”

And soon...there was a lack of inversion of colors. He blinked, noticing the teacup and saucer was gone...as he sighed heavily, noticing the blanket that he tried to use to cover himself, falling down and dropping on his legs. He moved back on the bed, moving the blankets on them, as he felt Shadow wing over him. And the two snuggling back more, holding tighter as he just process what he just said.

Infiltrate the Empire...see this artifact...use the Target spell….and get to Canterlot and take the Princess’s away from Darius…. taking a deep breath of exhaustion, he felt more tired as he thought. How the hell am I going to pull all of this off? taking that all in as his hands move to his mares lovely rumps. Giving them a bit of a squeeze to get his mind thinking while slightly fondling his mares rumps. Both of which coo and snuggle more. He wonder...just how he was going to do this?

Planning for both Canterlot and the Empire were placed aside during the next few days, as Jerry found himself doing a few things to distract him. First was the sending off of the researchers to the Resistance, who had informed him through Gnarl, that they would be sent to a more isolated location for safety reasons.

While he wanted to know what was with this choice, he also didn’t want to go through another headache and just accepted that as it was. After sending the Caribou and pony group out, did Jerry feel like he should do what the good Doctor suggested. Have some time off. It was with this in mind Jerry tried to just relax around the castle, though thinking about it, he had reflected a nice sunny beach would've done nicely.

It was that same passive thought that had him jolting and thinking, a small plan working into his mind before he nodded to himself and rested for the remaining day. But the following one, he sprung out his idea to the two mares and the filly. The idea of going to a beach he had found while traveling, and gateing them to it.

As the Waypoint Gate formed up, there was a shift as four beings appeared. Jasmine ran out and look around, head looking left to right, seeing the ocean closely as a wide smile on her face as she held a giddy step in her place. Shadow smile, as the thestral turn her head to Jerry as she said. “I’ll make sure she doesn’t ruin her dress,” moving on ahead as she told. “Jasmine, make sure to get your dress off, no need to wet it!”

The filly turn and told as she began taking off her dress. “Okay!” as underneath it, was a one-piece swimming suit of green. It was something of a rarity Jerry founded in a raid sometime back, some modest swimming cloths for the filly. The man glance to Spawning pits as he took out Blues, Greens, Reds, and Browns as he commanded.

“Spread out and keep a eye for intruders. I do not want anything interrupting our time.” they gave multiple “Yes, Master!” seeing the Minions all spread out as mental orders were given for guard posts, Jerry turn his attention to his mares, both of which wearing their own swimsuits. Admitally, Jerry did try to find modest swimming suits for them-- but they were more sexuallize than anything.

With Shadow nearly thin and tight white two-piece suit, showing more flesh than covering it. Her breasts nearly hang out of the bra cover, her ass reveal with the white strip in between her butt cheeks... Admittedly that was the ‘modest’ he could find for her.

He glanced to Lovely, as while the earth mare was getting a towel on the sandy ground to be used for relaxing, Jerry eyes looked over her form. Seeing the purple color two-piece, showing a g-string around her waist as her rear looked almost naked if it wasn’t for the purple in between her crotch, her chest didn’t do any better. As those large and big pillows were threatening to pop out of the bras as they jiggle and move-- he could feel a flush on his face as he saw Lovely glance and with a smile she shook her rear end towards him with her tail flagging up.

I wonder if it's a sin to look at a mare that's mine? thought Jerry as he noticed his little friend rising, as he took quick action to not let them see the boner under his blue briefs. Quickly moving to the towel to lay on his front, he glance to Lovely as he made an excuse. “W-Why don’t you put sunblock on me? So I can relax under the sun!”

She gave a bright smile to that, and rather intentionally or not, left her towel where it was to fetch the bag nearby, digging around for the needed item before getting up and turning to him. With each step, Jerry was once more reminded of how close she was to being full nude, even more with how her body slightly swayed and the ‘bikini’ almost looking ready to fall off her hips or burst from her chest.

It also made things awkward for his crotch, as he shifted some. Now granted, he wouldn’t mind if he would show it to his mares….but not with Jasmine around! She deserve some fun while Shadow keeps a eye on her. He glanced back, seeing the two by the water, splashing each other as they laugh and giggle. Jasmine having a bright expression, splashing water up to the thestral, who used her wings to block it.

But even if it did, some of it managed to hit her body, soaking it, slightly revealing underneath the swimsuits of her firm body, her lovely assists...Jerry quickly turn his head as he felt the boner rising more as he thought. I can’t believe I’m doing this...but for Jasmine sake, I must repress! as he took a low breath, hearing Lovely coming close as he began his mental repression.

Politics, debates, hours of talking with the Resistance. Surrounded by Minions. as he glance to see Lovely kneeling down by his side, feeling his lower area having less pressure as he thought. Okay, that should handle it. But the moment Lovely began pressing her hands onto his back, he noticed she began straddling him...and he mental scream in anguish...as he forgot to tell her how to put it on...and not what she may think with what she knows in her programming.

As much as he wanted to berate himself for this-- and trying to once more fight down the boner trying to force it’s way up-- did Jerry pause. Not because of a thought, but a sound. At first he didn’t recognize it, or not until he began to hear shuffling sounds… a almost high pitched chirping. He thought it was one of the birds of the beach, but something about it… it reminded him of something annoying.

Then, just coming into sight and crawling along the water, was one of those… weird and creepy looking crab things with large eye’s on their backs. He watched it make it’s chirping sounds and leap a good five feet up before landing and skittering on along… or, right before it seemed to notice them. As soon as it seemed to, it turned and skittered right at them, it’s four legs moving it’s flat body to them.

...Thank you distraction. thought Jerry as he told. “Lovely, please get off.” the mare saw the creepy crab thing, as she quickly move off. As he glance to both filly and mare, both in the shallow water up to their waist as he made a scowl, as he move to the thing, raising his right foot to smash it as the thing try to jumping on him. He simply move to the side as it landed as he used his right foot to stomp down, quickly doing another time to make sure it didn’t skirt along the ground.

He learned his lesson from many of these things trying to nip his heels. As he managed to kill it, a Blue Life force came out as it absorbed to him. He noticed green blood out of its body, as he recalled the oddness of these things having green blood. He snort some, as he gave a mental order for the Minions to be on a lookout for these things just in case. As he laid down on his chest on the towel and told. “Continue on Lovely, just stick to the side while you’re putting sunblock on.” mostly saying this to not get another awkward boner again.

With a simple nod, Lovely stuck to the side and once more got her hands soaked with the sunblock, reaching down and rubbing her hands over his back. It was actually a bit pleasing, and relaxing. The mare going to work not just covering his body in the lotion, but also giving a pleasant massage for him. His muscles felt like they were slowly loosening under her delicate touch. Partially, he wondered if he should find another mare-- just for massages?

Not that he wasn’t pleased with Shadow and Lovely, but maybe having additional servants wouldn’t be bad?

He waved the thought off and just closed his eyes, relaxing onto the towel more while Lovely did her work. Jerry sighed and just felt those warm rays of the sun beat down on his back. The sand under the towel made things so relaxingly soft and the crashing waves also added a nice touch of peace. He had eventually zoned out, possibly also gone to sleep mid way in without realizing it.

But he was soon woken up to a shaking, his eyes coming open as Jasmine was shaking him awake, excitedly saying something she found. And while she was excited, Shadow looked, a tad unsure.

“Big Bro! Big Bro! Big Bro!” cried out the filly in excitement, as he was raising his head from the sudden shaking, blinking and looking around as he spoke.

“I’m up!” as he look to the two as he asked. “What's the matter,” yawning some as he rub his eyes, brain waking up from his slight nap. “Whats going on?” Jasmine grin wide a told.

“Come on! We’ll show you!” grabbing his hand as to pull him up, as the man gave another yawn, getting up as he began to be lead by the crystal pony with Lovely following behind him, while the thestral explained.

“Master, we were both wandering the beach, just enjoying the sun and sand under our hooves,” looking hesitate as she told. “Before we found something.” gaining his attention as well alertness rising in him as he gave a mental command to the Minions to watch their beach spot, a few to to come with them as he said.

“Show me.” but Jasmine was more or less trying to show him as the filly lead him to a trail of...something. They all look to...T-shapes imprints, going from the shore...to inland. His awareness raised up, as he ordered a Green mentally to follow this path. As a Green rush from near the water, and following the trail, Jasmine asked.

“Do you know what it is? Oh maybe it's some sort of sea-pony!” Shadow held a doubtful look and told.

“If it is a sea-pony? They might not have markings like this…” concern on her expression, looking to her male as she asked. “MAster, are we going to follow it?” Jasmine look hopeful if they were, as much as Jerry didn’t want to disappoint her-- he also didn’t want to assume this thing was friendly, as he shook his head.

“No, we’ll be back to our beach spot, let the Green come back and report. I’m not risking you all for curiosity.” Jasmine looked disappointed, ears droopy, expression fallen and knew that her Big Bro was right. As they went back to their beach spot, Jerry kept a alert form, sitting with a straight back, mind ready to command Minions to move if something happens...and nothing happened for the last 4 hours.

As the Green eventually came back with a report, to Jerry. “Master, tracks around! Went to sea, far!” Shadow gave a relief breath, feeling glad that whatever it was, was gone. As Lovely just stick close to Jerry side, mostly to wait until her Master order her to do something. Jasmine look a mixed of disappointment, and bits of assurance as a part of her wanted to know in her foal curiosity-- but the other part felt the uncertainty if this thing was friendly.

Jerry nod, as he got up and said. “We’re going back.” they look to him as Jasmine whined.

“Whaat? Why!” giving a glance he responded.

“We don’t know what or who made those tracks were. Plus we don’t know if patrols are going to be around. Best to leave now, now pack up everyone.” while Jasmine gave a low pout, as both mares obeyed the male as they packed up, gathering their clothes and put on the quick dress’s as the Overlord called all his Minions. With a quick order of them going into the Spawning Pits, and the four teleported, the Waypoint Gate went down below.

Removing its and the Pits presences as if no one was there.

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When they return to the castle, and after a quick wash in the bathroom from the salt water, Jerry was working with Jasmine with math problems. While Lovely was out washing some of the towels, Shadow was taking some time for herself. Mostly in looking outside with a window, seeing the volcanic surface and how some of it shift or cooled. Noticing a small trail being worked on by Reds and Browns, as she recalled that her Master wanted to reach the ocean for some reason, or at least be able to travel out the Castle now and then.

She however wonder off to other thoughts. Such as her friend, Spree. I visited there time and time again when I could. But they always told me she was too busy or not around...And they wanted me to stick close to the Gate and not search for her…. a hand on her collar as she knew the exact reason why they wanted her at the Gate. So mares don’t see me being a willing slave.

A low sigh came from her, as her ears pinned down, body droop some as she lean by the window as she went on. They probably wouldn’t try to bar me if I was a free mare...technically I am, but not in their eyes. And as much as I want to hate their thinking...I can’t fully blame them. They don’t want to lose moral in the fight against the Caribous. They want to keep up their beliefs that they can win...and me around looking for Spree is like a slap to their beliefs and faith. another thought came to her...of Princess Luna as she felt a pain her heart.

As much as she respected and wanted to follow her Princess...she made her choice, she chose to be submitted under Jerry. She knew that the moment she gave in to Jerry as her Master freely and willingly? She left Princess Luna. and despite it hurting some...she knew that she’ll stand her ground. She belonged to her stud as his slave and as his first mare. She wasn’t going to leave him even if Princess Luna was back in the throne with Princess Celestia.

She was willingly to not be apart of Equestria when it rise up...all for her Master, and while it will hurt, knowing her parents will be devastated, some of her friends will weep...there was a soothing comfort in her, knowing that her Master will comfort her, ease her pain and hold her when the time come. So with a low breath, she cheer herself up, knowing that even if the Resistance was baring her from Spree...she knew that Spree will find a way to meet up with her.

She just hope that her friend will find happiness somehow. But as she turned to walk, her mind began to wander off, thinking of the changes that happened recently in these past few months. Its honestly funny...I remember I hated being a slave, I hated serving Rule and was put on the post, raped constantly by Caribous...how I tried so hard to fight, to resist...and he broke me. hands clenching at that painful time in her life.

He broke me, and made me think I was nothing more than a toy….and a part of me sometimes want to stop thinking like that, even now. giving a grim expression as she added bitterly. And even if I gave in, it wasn’t enough for him, he kept punishing me, making me crawl, and making me a near Pink...but didn’t even bother finishing when he toss me out because I wasn’t ‘pretty’ enough… a mixed feeling came to her, as it was disgusted that she felt sad her old ‘master’ let her go, and felt a wanting need to serve.

She recalled those dark lonely nights, where she try to survive, running from Timberwolves-- before being captured by the Seeking Vines. A shiver went through her spine as she almost forgot how long she was trap and being forced to have pleasure and bear seeds for them...before her Master came and killed the plants. She recalled bits of that time, her mind was a haze of pleasure and need.

All she could recall that she found someone to serve and the faint hope that she wouldn’t be abandon. Her eyes look around the halls, memories of first coming here, being bathed by Jerry...that was admittedly the best part of her life when she first came here. In a twisted sense really.

She felt a smile on her face as she recalled that he tried to do good to her...and didn’t just toss her for a real-red collar...and saved her friend. Mixed thoughts when...he let us go free. thought Shadow, as she knew that after some time, while she was being healed, she missed being with Jerry in a intimate way-- and it honestly hurt her that he got Lovely after he let her free…

But she knew that the fault couldn’t be fully on him, that he was stumbling into this world with no clue of the real horrors. Her body made a turn, as she faintly recall relieving her friend needs as she did hers, on how she was thinking of being a slave for Jerry. She giggle a bit, recalling from Jerry expression when she wanted to be his slave. Doing it with her free will, and being his property and first mare. Oh and that night was spectacular~ Giggled more as there was, a sort of romantic passion with a bit of turned on kinks to it…

But as her mind wander to something else, she glance to the dining area she passed. Recalling the scientists that were once here...it still made her conflicted. Knowing that there were some good Caribous. That some rejected their society norms...And how a mare is married to a Caribou of all things. that honestly shocked her. She honestly thought that Caribous were monsters, rapists and deserve no forgiveness...but when she heard from Shine, on how Larson tried to learn, try to show love and does his best to make a better male out of himself...a part of her felt shame.

Shame that she would quickly demonized a entire species for what they done...yes, she has some hate in her heart..but that hate was small compared to her shame of not being a harmonious pony who try to show love and tolerance. Even if it hurts, it hurts even more she pushed aside what she was taught and believed in because of hate. But even more shame, that in a way? After the Caribous were dealt with as a whole, after whatever fate they will have? All of Equestria, mostly the Resistance moving their fingers to her stud...and her Master will be demonized, hated, be showed no forgiveness and be assumed a monster and tyrant….all because he was a villain.

And as much as she wanted to show he wasn’t just a villain, as much as she asked him to reveal the truth to them...she knew he was scared. He was scared of telling the truth, he was scared that the Minions might leave and join the Caribous...he was scared that he would be put to death after helping the ponies...and as much as she wanted to say he wouldn’t…

A part of her knew that most ponies would not stand for what they were taught and believed in. because they as a people, were hurt so much that they can’t help but feel hate. Hate for being abused. Hate for being raped. Hate for their children being used. Hate for watching their friends get hurt. Hate for all the times their families were torn apart. Hate for all the betrayals…

She was honestly surprise the Windigos never came to freeze everything up. Although after all of this...she wouldn’t be surprise that they will show up to freeze them all up. With a deep breath, she calmed herself. Knowing that even if all this were to happen...that she must be strong. That she must remember that even if the ponies will call for her Master head, that they will try to capture him, or worse kill him...she was assured that Spree wouldn’t let that happen...and neither will herself, or Jasmine. and maybe the Minions… but a frown on her face came as she knew that Spree...was a different subject. Even after what was done to her, after being put through a long torturous pain of constant pleasure...she seemed to stay strong.

Yes, she was scared, hurt and angry when she first was freed, by the thestral own begging too...but afterwords...afterwords it turned to relief and something akin to assurance. Spree, had a strong heart as Shadow knew very well. Spree felt the same as others...she wanted to hate...but she couldn’t, she couldn’t because of her sense of right, her sense of justice and fairness...She wanted things to get better.

She wanted to make things better.

A faint smile on shadow face as she thought. Ponies like her are going to seem rare. When the world's falls apart, and when things are at their most bleakest...you tend to know who are the best out of everypony...and Spree is one of them.

Loyalty. If Shadow wanted to sum up Spree, it would be that word. Spree was loyal, to extend that Shadow wasn’t sure how to feel about it. The mare never really gave up on her-- even when Shadow felt she couldn’t be healed, Spree was there with her, by her side, and doing everything she could to free her.

Looking to the side, down a hall that looked like so many others… Shadow felt herself stand and stair. It was down a hall similar to the one she looked at, where Spree remade her confession to her. That confession to love. Even now… Shadow wasn’t sure how to feel about it. While she was sure Spree was finding good mares and stallions, part of her wondered. Even if she herself didn’t take too much interest into mares… what would it have been like to accept Spree’s love there and then?

She mused to herself on that. Her last words were, ‘how can anypony forget about their first love?’ it made her thought...and felt a warmth in her heart. She knew that she wasn’t interested in mares. It was a fact. But Spree...she was her friend, somepony she cares about...if Spree couldn’t find love among the Resistance...well...she wouldn’t mind if she joined the herd.

but if only she knows my place as first mare. affirmed Shadow within herself. She might allow Spree in...although if she was honest? Will Spree really make it that easy that easy for her? When it comes sex, Spree will be more in charge and take control...and Shadow knew it that she herself...was a total sub in sex. She just honestly hope Spree will at least respect her position as first mare.

She sighed as she hope that Spree won’t get too dom on her. It was one thing for her stud to do it...it was another for a mare to do it. She has nothing against Spree, but it felt...odd in a sense. She shook her head, as she began moving, ears flicking as she saw Jerry walking in his robes. A smile on her face as she moved closer, coming near him as she wrapped around him.

Wings moving around to blanket his body, arms holding around his chest, feeling the muscles as she lean on his left side. She look up to him as she smile, tail curling around his waist as she asked. “Are you done teaching math to Jasmine already?” nuzzling his side as she felt his strong, powerful, and caring gentle arms move around her side. Holding her close as they stood there for a bit, before slowly walking as Jerry replied with a chuckle.

“Apparently, she’s learning fast. Although that’s mostly due to the Minions being used as the lessons.”

“Oh, should I know what you did?” asked the thestral with a teasing look, as he rolled his eyes and told.

“All I did was just made her count them, while thinking of the problems wasn’t working, she’s doing better as a visual learning filly. Seeing the problem by her eyes and solving them.” Shadow felt a little glad at that, as she lean on him, taking in his scent as she kept nuzzling his side. Hands feeling up that powerful frame as she could feel those ripped muscles. A small tingle up her back from, being reminded of his strength, of his dominance over her...and making her feel that she should deserve a little...time with him. When she soon look up, a bold thought formed in her mind.

“Master,” hand trailing around under his robe as her eyes went half-lid. “You’ve been spending time with us...but you haven’t spend time with me,” body pressing more, rubbing against his as her breasts push on his sides as she gave a low husky tone. “I think maybe, you should have some personal time...with your slave of love~?” fluttering her eyes, seeing his slow blush as she giggle, some. But push on as she said.

“Maybe, you could, put that tube-top and panties on me, and tease me all you like?” then gently pull him down as she whisper in his ears with a sultry moan as she grind her crotch on his leg. “Maybe give you a little show with my body~?” and before she knew it, she was held up in his grasp, as she cling to him, arms around his neck, legs around his waist. As a expected and pleased look was on her face as she deserve some time with him. As much it warms her heart for him to spend time with Jasmine, or with her and Lovely together-- she deserve to be a little selfish in spending time alone with him.

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