A pan sizzles on the stove, the enticing aroma of frying onion

>>28744699
Crystal pony a qt

>>28744699
Crystal male poner called Far Flung with a blue coat, green eyes and a windswept blonde/gold mane.

>>28744735
This, but make him a trap.

>>28744699
earth, male teenager and palm tree

>>28744699
male griffon. with blue plumage and red coat. Thin but firm in apperance.

Name Kolos

>>28744699
A fat male griffon named Gristle. With a messy white plumage and a greasy yellow coat. The wings are well maintained though as you like them very much.

>>28744699
Blue eyes, yellow mane, named Sizzle. A earth pony who looks gay.

>>28744912
Cutie mark is a fireball in a cage.

>>28744912
>>28744938
Is it because he's a flaming homo?

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>>28744705
>>28744709
>>28744712
>>28744735
>>28744790
>>28744846
Name: Far Flung
Sex: Male trap.
Species: Earth crystal pony.
Want to change anything? Or redo from start?
Rushed job. WIll improve the mane after dindins.

>>28744973
Ayyy, keep as is.

>>28744973
I like it.

>>28744973
What's the pony's c.m.? his flank looks blank.

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>>28744712
>>28745032
CM: Laughing mask. Stands for trap status and a talent at improving the mood of people.
Use skirt to conceal manly hairy balls?
be back in about half an hour.

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>>28745210
Small edit to the skirt

>>28745210
>Use skirt to conceal manly hairy balls?

Only when he's in public. Otherwise he let's them hang freely.

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I put on my skirt and go to the cargo bay, mom joining me in my way there.
"Teleportation request received." Says the computer, Rosa.
"Accepted." Mom and I walk whitin a safe distance of the teleportation relays.
With several flashes of light, soldiers in their uniforms come in, small blasts of heated air with them. I smile awkwardly, not knowing what to say.
After a second the one closest to use takes off his helmet, "I understand the owner of this place is... Terracota, was it?"
"That would be me, yes."
"I wanted to know if we could stay docked here for two days? The ship that would accompany us suffered a delay, and it'll be good for the boys. And of course, the state will pay handsomely for the services rendered." Mom nods, so he continues. "And I have something more personal to ask of you."
"What would it be?"
"As much coffee as you can spare."
Mom gives him first a confused look, then a bothered one, "Do you know how hard it is to--"
"Yes, I am aware. And do you know how hard is it to command a ship with three hundred soldiers and no coffee?" He gives her a pleading look for a moment. "I will pay you handsomely for it, believe me."
"I am not sure..." Mom gives him a hesitant look.
Mom and him go into what I can only describe as savage haggling.
The soldier in the walker suit behind the others taps its front window and looks at me, making a gesture of pushing the glass.

>>28745837
Leave Mom to argue, and see what the other soldier wants.

>>28745837
That soldier sure looks ghoulish....

>>28745837
He... wants to get out?

>>28745837
>The soldier in the walker suit behind the others taps its front window and looks at me, making a gesture of pushing the glass.

Get a closer look. What's going on up there?

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>>28745993
>>28745958
>>28745933
>>28746034
How old is he?
I shrug that off and walk closer to the scarab, "You want to get out?"
He gestures at me to wait and takes off his helmet to breathe onto the glass and write in the humidity, "Some mechanical problems speakers too loud, and opening mechanism stiff. Help push?"
I nod and climb to the back of the walker, where I push the glass forward as the soldier does the same inside.
With the glass open we jump back to the floor, and I can't help but notice just how skintight his undersuit is.
"Sorry for the bother," The soldier, a stallion, takes off his helmet,"I planned to fix it before this mission but kept getting sidetracked. And could you tell me where's the bathroom?"
Something moves behind me before I can answer, making purr-like sounds.

>>28746157
Quickly direct soldier to restroom and investigate noise

>>28746157
What the heck is that and can we eat it?

>>28746157
Turn around to the purring sound and ask what that thing is?

>>28746157
Why is our character transparent? Also, the way you do open mouths is disturbing.

>>28746225
>Why is our character transparent?
You're kidding right?

>>28746234
Missed that it's a crystal pony.

>>28746225
Friendly reminder that we're a qt crystal pone.

>>28746157
Mom and the soldier doesn't seem worried about whatever is behind us, shouldn't be too dangerous.

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>>28746166
>>28746191
>>28746212
>>28746306
I turn around slowly, trying not to panic. Everyone is calm. It can't be that bad.
"Whah--" The green creature lowers its head closer to me with a purr, it's tongueless, toothless mouth releasing an oddly familiar fragrance. "What?" I take a step back.
"Oh! Darn, sorry for not warning you," The soldier facehoofs, "Touch, would you?" He shouts.
A green earth pony standing behind the creature with a worried look nods and whistles, making it step away from me.
"Sorry for that! I don't know what's gotten into Coti lately." He says before chiding the creature quietly.
"Alright. Ok. Uhm. Rosa, could you take him to the bathroom?" I put some more distance between me and the plant creature just to be sure.
"Pleased to," A small shinning orb appears near us, "It'll guide you to the closest bathroom, cadet." He nods and walks behind the light. "Far, I am guessing we'll have clients today, so you may want to start preparing food earlier than usual?"

>>28746474
Ask just what the hell Coti is supposed to be.
If we get no answer, go make food like a good boy.

>>28746487
I move closer to the green earth pony, keeping keeping as much distance as I reasonably can between myself and... Coti. You can't name something that large Coti.
"Hey?" I ask the earth pony.
"Hm?" He's quick to realize that I am not willing to go any closer to Coti, so he comes to me instead, "Yes, miss?"
Yes! Wait, not the moment.
"What is that thing?" I ask as calmly as I can, which isn't much.
He turns to Coti with a prideful grin, "An artificial forest leviathan, ma'am. Pretty new model, but standard issue nonetheless."
"But--" I swallow saliva, "But other army ships have stopped here before and I hadn't seen one of these!"
"You wouldn't, they are for internal defence and assistance. Coti's been odd lately, and I thought having it in a new place could help it." The creature perks up at the mention of its name, "Don't be afraid, leviathans are gentle most of the time."
"Most?" I ask nervously.
"When they don't have reasons to not be." He shrugs, "Coti seems to be interested in you, want me to call it?"

>>28746867
How has been acting odd? If he really isn't going to hurt us than I guess we can be friendly with him.

>>28746867
This thing better be puncturing our anus at some point

Get extra friendly with the creature

>>28747029
This excites me so.
Pet the creature.

ded thred

>>28747889
The next drawing is taking me quite a while to get done. Only a minute or two more.

>>28746867
Y-yeah sure.

sorry to be a bore, but coming from /cyoa/, title your fucking threads

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>>28747018
>>28747029
>>28747058
>>28748011
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zg-ElTDCEIU
"Uhm, alright?" I take a deep breath.
"Coti, come in!" Shouts Touch with a smile.
The leviathan is quick to, its prancing making the ground shake.
"If your pet breaks something you pay triple!" Warns mom before returning to her conversation with the old stallion.
I am interrupted when Coti who, in a fit of happiness, slams its head into my belly.
"Coti! Calm down!" Chides Touch.
That seems to be enough for it-- this time it simply rubs its head against my side, purring far more loudly than before, as I gasp to get my breath back.
I pet it with a trembling hoof, and when it doesn't bite it off gain some confidence to pet harder.
Coti lifts a leg from the ground -the vines that compose it writhing and rearranging themselves- and pets me back, flattening my mane.

>>28748028
Forgot about giving this quest a name at all.

>>28748032
I hope this petting gets heavy if you know what I mean.

Ask what that big lump on Coti's back is for.

>>28748032
What sort of assistance does it provide on your ship? Is it a he or a she? Does it have a gender?

>>28748032
>>28748051
>>28748092
"Didn't you s--" It pets me again, harder than before. "...say Coti was acting oddly?"
"Well, you see those red fruits? Coti 'sees' with those, only it doesn't need so many. And it's been stealing magazines from people, no idea why."
"Really?" He throws another onset of that odd, fresh breath it has onto my face, "What's with the smell?"
"One only us earth ponies can feel, isn't it great?" He grins again, "It's the smell of a forest, in a way. You've never been to one?"
I shake my head quietly, not wanting to touch the subject.
"Oh. Uhm. Er, sorry for that."
"D-don't worry about it. And why do you call Coti an 'it'?"
"Because we make 'em sterile so the ships don't get filled with seedlings, and their species is bisexual anyway."
"What do they help you with?"
"Well, they are great base defenders for one. And they can help lifting things, and survive without atmosphere an for several hours."
Coti gets bored of petting me and curls up in the ground like a cat besides me, resting the wood-like lump it has on the floor.
"What's that?" I point at it.
"That'd be its nutrient sack, they uncover them to show that they feel safe."

>>28748428
Huh, so it feels safe around me?

>>28748428
So... it likes me?

>>28748497
>>28748586
might as well just ask if we can fuck it when you word it like this.

>>28748497
>>28748586
"So Coti likes me?"
"Wha-- Oh, uhm, he has it uncovered because he's surrounded by friends of his who are heavily armed. Sorry." He smiles awkwardly, "But he does like you! I am sure you could even be its caretaker if you put the effort into it."

>>28748620
What happens if his fruits get removed? Are they edible?

>>28748620
Really? That's interesting.

>>28748620
Caretaker? Sound like a lot of responsibility.
Weren't we cooking something? Is the stove still on?

>>28748790
>oven explodes blowing a hole in the ship

>>28748620
What does he eat?

>>28748810
Mom would be so mad. Would she punish us?

>>28748847
You just want to get your dick wet don't you?

>>28748873
Nah, I'm just fooling around. Getting fucked by something is just a cool bonus.

>>28746474
Thats a big creature.

>>28748620
Ask how big do they get?

>>28748428
Excuses ourselves and check on the stove.

>>28748637
>>28748641
>>28748790
>>28748810
>>28748822
>>28748847
>>28748873
>>28748912
>>28749195
>>28749241
>>28751703
"Really? That sounds like a lot of responsibility," I give a look to the sleeping leviathan, "How big do they get?"
"Coti's such a new model and you are never sure about those things with bionegineering, but the older ones all grow to about... thrice Coti's size, give or take."
I try to picture a living creature that large, and the only thing that comes to mind is a dragon who stopped here to rest once-- we had to rearrange the entire cargo bay to fit him, and the air recyclers nearly overheated.
"And yeah, taking care of war beasts is a lot of responsibility, but it's a good job for an earth pony. I've met some caretakers -most pushing the two hundred- who were as respected as generals."
"What do they eat to get that big?" I remember making the same question to the dragon, Big or something. "Gems? Like dragons?"
"Anything that's not too poisonous or resistant. Are you sure you don't want to be a caretaker? You seem quite taken."
"I am not sure my mother would like it..."
"Talk to me if you are interested, we could take you to Homeworld's academia when we go back there. You'd have to do chores during the trip and find a job there, but..." He leaves it in the air.
"Really?" I am awestruck. Living in a planet? In Homeworld no less!? I could-- I could visit a forest! And swim! And meet cute--
"Hey," The soldier Rosa guided to the bathroom before peeks into the room, "Someone left a stove on?"
I don't need to look in Mom's direction to feel her look burning in my direction, promising proper punishment for wasting gas, so I excuse myself back to the kitchen.

[1/2], I'll need a while to draw the panel of the second part.

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>>28752339
"Hey." Her voice is even more saccarine than usual.
I don't turn around to face Amber-- The tone of her voice is enough for me.
"Is he still looking at me?" I focus in the pan in front of me.
"Ye-es." She singsongs. "Boy's got a crush on you."
"It's creeping me out."
"Doesn't look like a creepy guy." She pauses, I suppose to shoot him a discreet look, "Maybe he could use a good night's sleep thought." She says in the analitic tone of voice I'd expect a fighter to describe her foe, "But that's the norm with military tipes." I don't answer, so she continues, "Do you know what's good about military tipes?" I continue to make a point of not answering, "Stamina," She practically purrs the word, "And they cut their tails to fit in their suits, too."

I've got to get back home, will update at my earliest convenience.

>>28752984
>"Doesn't look like a creepy guy." She pauses, I suppose to shoot him a discreet look,
A discreet look through the window that separates us from the clients area*

>>28752984
That's a shame. Tails are nice. I-I mean shut up.

>>28752984
What do we know about Amber?

Also how do we feel about stallions?

>>28752984
>"And they cut their tails to fit in their suits, too."

They do? I guess that makes sense. It would probably get very hot and sweaty out there otherwise.

Think on how short they probably cut their tails.

>>28753329
>>28753335
>>28753347
"Too sad," flip the french fries in the pan, "Tails are nice." I twitch mine reflexively, discomforted by the idea of cutting it.
"Hm... aren't you thinking about a big, muscly stallion with his tail cut walking to you...?" She turns back to her pot.
"I... won't say I am not." I admit after a moment.
"And then he says 'Hey, babe, wanna go out?'" She says the last part in a gruff voice.
"Babe--" I am holding a pot's lid in my mouth when she says it, and have to contain a laugh, "Go out where, to space?"
"In my space motorcycle!" She keeps using the same voice, "To the closest space bar-- drat."
"Yeah, as if." I roll my eyes at the idea.
"I for one think it's a bad idea." Rose's voice comes from the ceiling, as always, "Statistical data has very definite information about starting relationships with soldiers."
"C'mon, girl!" Sweet Amber says at the ceiling, "It's not like a quicky is a marriage!"
"There is still emotional involvement."

>>28753623
And health concerns too.

>>28753623
True, but nothing ventured...

>>28753623
>"C'mon, girl!" Sweet Amber says at the ceiling, "It's not like a quicky is a marriage!"

Tell her we'll at least consider it. Check if the food is done.

>>28753623
is rose a new character or did you misspell rosa

>>28753811
>>28753767
>>28753739
"And what if he has some bug?" I add.
"Nothing ventured..." Amber rolls her eyes and returns to the stew, "You two are no fun, didja know that?"
"I will inform you that I am overly intrigued by the idea of dancing." Rosa says it factually "Such crass movement."
"I'll show you how to move your booty when you get one. Could you get this to table six?" Amber gestures at her pot.
"Keep an eye on the fries, they are nearly done." I grab the pot in my forehooves, careful to not let the hot metal touch my clothing -I like this shirt too much- and take it to table six.
"You are being, what was the word? Rused?" Says Rosa as soon as I am away from the kitchen. "The starer is in table six. |And| the order is for table eight."

>>28753864
Misspelled

>>28744699
No thanks.

>>28754023
Damnit Amber. Take it to table 8.
Make sure to walk past table 6.

>>28754023
Let's go to table six anyway and ask if he want's anything. Then afterwards take the order to table 8 where it should go.

>>28754045
seconded

>>28754023
>"I'll show you how to move your booty when you get one."

I would be curious to know about that.

>>28754045
>>28754046
>>28754061
>>28754084
Dancing, I've still got to get Amber to teach me how to dance. When I don't want to slap her at least.
I take the order to table eight, nearly stopping at 'six to ask him what is that he wants -Isn't that the bathroom guy?- but ultimately deciding not to, since he's distracted with something else.
By the time I am back in the kitchen the fries are in a small plate and more are being made in the pan, with Amber humming something innocently by her seemingly ever present stew.
"Dammit Amber." I say as I check on the pot of potatos that's boiling besides the fries.
"I know you like iiiit."
"You do have a tendence to humour her."
"Shut up Rosa."
"I know you like ee-- ee-- ee-- It." Rosa is quiet for a moment. "Did I do it right? I don't think I did it right."

I took so long because I thought the go/don0t go to table six were tied

>>28754494
check on the solidors whats the mood like

>>28754494
Tell Rosa it's a start.

>>28754494
What's the next order?

>>28754494
Close enough.

>>28754516
>>28754518
>>28754587
>>28754611
"It's a start. What's the next order?" I ask before Amber has time to say anything.
"Water for table twelve and... what in Tartarus is a Churro?" Asks Rosa.
I share a confused look with Amber.
"Tshurou?" I ask aloud.
"Cee Eich Uh Er Er Oh." corrects Rosa. "No encyclopedia in my system has any mention of it, and some stallions at table two want three dozens of them."

>>28754823
Uh, guess we should go tell him we don't have them.

>>28754823
Ask if they would be willing to order something else.

>>28754823
Maybe we can ask them what a Churro is and we can try making one?

>>28754823
ask them what a churo is and see if we can possibly make one

Wanted to write another update but I am too tired, paused for the night.

>>28755300
night op

10

>>28756578

beb

I've been busy most of the day and preparing some assets, but wanted to know-- would you be okay with jumping this scene? There isn't much interest in the objective I had and I don't feel like railroading people to it.

>>28760143
And preparing some assets now*

>>28760143
I'm interested in the current scene.

>>28755063
>>28755015
>>28754898
>>28754883
"Should I tell them to order something else?" Asks Rosa.
"I'll ask if they know how to do it." I head for the table, which luckily isn't very far from the kitchen's door.
"Excuse me?" I tap the shoulder of one of them, a heavy set unicorn. "You ordered... tshurous?"
"The boys keep saying I made them up." he gestures at the other denizens of the table.
"Yeah, sure, a food no one ever heard about." A pegasus rolls his eyes at me, "See what I've got to deal with?"
"Hey, my granny made them!" The unicorn replies immediately.
"Er, we don't know how to." I offer him an apologizing smile, "Would you know the recipe?"
He thinks for a moment before answering, "Sorta?"
"Tell me what you know and I'll see if I can make it work."
"Uhm, alright," He takes a small notebook from one of the pockets in his vest and writes quickly in it.
"Thanks, I'll tell you if I get anything."
I slide back to the kitchen, reading the try of a recipe a few times in the way. Maybe if I make a very elastic dough...?
"On the subject of dancing." Rosa interrupts me a moment later, when I am alone in the kitchen washing what I'll need to make them, "Have you ever done it?"
"Very badly." I answer immediately.
"Hm. Excuse my naivete, but could you tell me why did you do it?"
"Because I wanted to?" I give a confused glance to the ceiling.
"But why did you want to?"

>>28760898
Alright, I was worried I'd bore you

>>28761030
Uh... because dancing can be fun?

>>28761030
>"But why did you want to?"

Someponies enjoy seeing others dance. Others like dancing together.

>>28761075
>>28761237
"Because it's fun to dance with someone or watch someone dance" I start preparing the dough, and Amber returns to the kitchen, "The same reason you watch movies with us."
"Yes, but--" Rosa pauses. "I think I didn't make the right question-- Deriving enjoyment from a movie or a book are both low-effort tasks, while dancing is necessarily a high-effort task. Simple observation was enough to make that clear to anyone. How is that you make the comparison between the resources spent and enjoyment derived and decide to do something as exhausting a dancing, when there isn't a retribution as there is for dancing in a movie?"

>>28761268
Because while both things are enjoyable they are enjoyable for different reasons. Dancing allows one to exert, to get a rush from the act and being observed while doing so. Watching a movie is more relaxing but appeals to diffrent things.

What I'm trying to say is they are both enjoyable in different ways

>>28761268
Ask Amber she's the dance expert.

Amber why is dancing fun and enjoyable even though it's more exhausting?

>>28761457
>>28761471
"Because watching a movie and dancing aren't the same." I pause to put some of the dough in a pan and start the fire, "It's, they are different kinds of fun!"
"I... suppose I understand that they aren't the same type of fun, like reading the explanation in a book isn't as interesting as asking you about it."
"What's she into now?" Asks Amber as she cuts, maybe for the fifth time in the day, everything she needs for yet another pot of stew.
"Dancing."
"Oh." She's oddly silent for a moment. "I just want to shake the ass Celestia gave me."
"Celestia gave--?" Rosa cuts herself, "Oh, jocularity. But that answer is less than sating."
Amber shrugs, "It's not hard. I want to get sweaty, to feel a rush, to get laid, to be tired, and to have fun. Dancing gets me all of those." She throws all she's cut to the pot, frying it in oil for a moment before starting with the spices. "And I'll get you two to dance I swear to the Sisters. I didn't help you be girly so you can waste it." She gives me a serious look.

>>28761683
Yeah right, I'm sure you just want to see us dancing horribly and embarrassing ourselves in front of everyone else.

>>28761683
>"And I'll get you two to dance I swear to the Sisters. I didn't help you be girly so you can waste it." She gives me a serious look.

Blush slightly. Well you have to teach me how to dance first.

>>28761798
>>28761764
"I'll dance badly and embarrass myself." I blush, focusing in the frying dough to not look at her. "You've got to teach me how to, remember?"
"Yeah, yeah. But--"
"Isn't dancing a display of emotions?" Rosa interrupts her, earning a happy nod from Amber. "My knowledge points to that, while formal dances are mostly about proper form, at any given point of history the most popular styles rely heavily in improvisation for almost all pony civilizations."
"Yeah, what she said!" Amber nods, grinning, "You shake your ass!"
"Er. Yes, you 'shake your ass'." Rosa is quiet for a moment. "Extensive learning sounds counterproductive."

Tomorrow I'll have to work all day, so there'll be no quest unless something unexpected happens.
Also, is this being enjoyable? I am admittedly not used to SoL stuff.

>>28761961
>implying that dancing isn't about romance, the feeling of closeness with him, your significant other as you move in sync.

I'm probably biased, as I prefer slice of life over other moments, but it's been pretty enjoyable so far.

>>28762004
"No! Dancing is about the... moving in synchrony with the other! Being close to him as you get closer and closer!"
"Yeah, you'd put it like that," Amber smirks. "Hiiim, capitalized and everything"
"Hey, I'll find someone."
"And I'll keep calling you a sap, you sap." She turns back to her pot.
Rosa doesn't say anything to that, so I go back to the tshurous-- it seems like they are almost ready.
Paused for the night and probably a day or two more

>>28762388
Wonder if we can add it to the menu if it's good bump.

>>28761961
its been pretty enjoyable theres been a couple of times when you maybe stopped the post to soon and we did not really have enough going on to make proper suggestions.
otherwise it has been great and im sure you will work out that minor problem in time

>>28762388
night op

bemp

>>28765149

>>28763125
I turn off the fire and grab one of the tshurous with a metalic pincer, leaving it to lose some of its oil and cool down over a piece of paper.
"Do you think we could add them to the menu if it's good?" I ask, thinking aloud.
"Could be a exclusive plate." Ember gives them a dubious look. "It looks kinda ugly."
"I'll ask Terracotta as soon as she's not busy." Rosa seems distracted.
I shrug it off for now and taste the tshurrou.
I don't know if this is what the stallion wants, but at least its edible.

>>28767906
Bring him his tshurrou

>>28767906
Bring him his food. Give him a hopeful friendly smile.

>>28767906
Take it to him and apologize if it's not on the mark.

>>28768487
>>28767972
>>28767956
I take another of the tshurou to the pegasus, who eats it gladly. He savours it for a moment, but nods.
"Close enuff, mind to make the others?"
I nod and head back to the kitchen, empty again.
"Hm." Rosa mutters absent mindedly, one of the ticks she's been developing ever since she came to work here. "Have I ever said 'Thank you'?"
I stop my collection of ingredients to think for a moment, "Not that I remember, why?"
"I just wondered." She pauses. "Thank you... The phrase feels odd, even when I mean it."

>>28769011
Well rosa think about how it feels to be thanked that might help give you some understanding.

>>28769024
"Think about how it feels to be thanked."
"I am aware of that. The oddity is its, well, redundancy. Was it not clear that I was thankful before?"
"I had always guessed that much." Shouldn't I mix the dough in eights rather than Os?
"Yet I still felt compelled to say it very little ago, and saying it felt pleasant." There's a pregnant silence, "So much about self awareness and sapience is redundant. And so many of its pleasant aspects reside in said redundancy."
"I guess." Maybe I should add some butter to the dough this time.
"I remember that, when I first..." Her voice fades. "Am I boring you?"
"Hm? No, no, I am just distracted."
"Ah. Excuse me, the army's ship's AI wants to talk."
I nod. Maybe I should fry them for longer to get them crunchy.

>>

I stretch in the kitchen, yawning. The shift, other than a few strand soldiers playing card games in the eatery, seems to be finally over.
"So..." Amber, clearly exhausted too, stretches the word.
"So?" I ask when she seems to be intent in waiting until I do.
"How about we have a drink and join one of those games?" I don't answer, "Come on, sleep is for the weak."

>>28769190
Alright, but not for long. I don't have the energy.

>>28769190
Check the time.

Agree to go and see if we could join in.

>>28769266
>>28769215
I glance at the clock... Nearly 1 AM.
"Pretty please?" Begs Amber.
"Only for a while." I concede. "Rose? Is mom still busy?"
"As far as I know."
I nod and grab a bottle of cider from our private fridge, from which I drink a healthy gulp before offering it to Amber, who is quick to accept.
Hrm... not drunk, but pleasantly dizzy. It's not a bad way to be after today.
We stash the cider away and walk to the closest group, who seem to be playing blackjack.
"Hey, mind if we join?"
The group share a look and nod, moving to give us space at the table.
"We were about to start," An unicorn shuffles a deck, "No jockers because Roam lost them--"
"Hey, the bat stole them!"
"Yeah sure. No jockers, don't go crazy with bets." He gives us the cards.
Amber's upside card is a nine of basts.
Roam's card is a six of hearts.
My flipped card is a five of hearts.
The dealer, who names himself Dented, gets a four of clubs for his upside card.

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>>28769975
FUG I am such a mess tonight

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>>28769975
Amber stands.
Roam hits, getting a nine of spades.
What do you do?

>>28769992
, getting a nine of spades and losing. He doesn't seem to notice much, ogling me and Amber the way he is.*

I am such a fucking mess tonight.

>>28769992
>>28770001
Ask the group what they think of the place.
i have no idea how to play this so i have no suggestions for the auctual game.

>>28769975
>>28769981
We have a 5 and 8, right? Dealer has a 4 showing. Hit.

>>28769992
Take another card.

>>28770030
>>28770047
>>28770053
"Hit. So, are you liking the place?" I ask.
"I am liking the girls." Roam smiles widely at us.
Dented gives me a nince of spades.
"Bust." I leave my cards on the table.
Dented hits roam in the back of the head, "It's alright, the food's good." He hits, getting a queen of spades. "Bust."
"And no one betted anything." Amber rolls her eyes, smirking.

Paused because I am a freaking mess.

>>28770097
Fair enough take as long as you need to feel better.
Do you feel ill or just tired

>>28770299
I spent most of the day doing heavy work and now it's four AM here, but with my other problems is a bit of each honestly.
Anyway, bed.

>>28770314
Night anon

>>28767290

>>28744699
is that average pop based on usual number of visitors or are there a lot more people working here then it seems

>>28770314
Heavy work is good work.

>>28771624
Law establishes that as the minimal amount of employees a space station that isn't orbiting a planet can have at any given moment to avoid cabin fever. There's medics, mechanics -who are actually Rosa's employees, not Terracotta's like everyone else- , engineers, quite a few people we haven't seen yet. To be fair I haven't made all of them yet, only about the third of the crew has faces for now.
Besides that, there's also vagrant employees, which is the source of the inexact count-- Workers who travel from a space station to another, often in small family groups, in a yearly-ish basis. There's no law requiring them, but they do wonders to keep stations healthy too.

>>28772998
Interesting.

>>28772998
>medics
Are they sexy medics

>>28770097
Well we could bet something but I rather we just played the game.

>>28777101

10

beb

>>28779774
Bemp.
And resuming soon.

>>28780719

>>28781513

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>>28775988
>>28775285
"I'd rather not."
"No fun at all." She shakes her head with an eye roll.
"So..." Roam keeps smiling widely, "if the cooks are like this, what are the nurses like?" He doesn't even seem to be aware of the knock Dented gives him in the back of the head.
"An old mare." Amber's voice is sweet poison. "What are you doing around here, boys?"
"Eh, we'll check out some sightings from cargo ships and report back," Dented shrugs, "Same old same old."
>Cards:
Amber's: Jack of diamonds.
Roam's: Four of spades.
Mine: A king (downside) and a seven (Upside) of diamonds.
Dented: Two of clubs.

>>28783089
Stand.

>>28783089
Stand

Ask her what she was thinking of betting.

>>28783115
>>28783163
"Stand."
"Stand."
"Stand." Roam seems to be thoughtful for a moment, "How about we make this /strip/--" Dented hits him in the head stronger than before. "Alright, alright, you bore." He rubs the hit, "If I win I get to..." He looks at me, "Boop you."
"And if I win?" I ask.
"I was thinking of bits." Interjects Amber.
"I'll hit." Dented takes another card-- A five of spades.

>>28783182
Hey, if he really wants to strip that badly we're not about to stop him. Just put on a good show.

>>28783182
>>28783089
What kind of sightings? Some surely must have been interesting.

I guess if you really want to spice up the game we'll bet or strip or boop. But I'm okay with a regular game too.

>>28783182
Alright, so if he's higher than us he can boop us, if we're higher than him he has to strip since he wants to so badly. We're standing now, so lets all reveal our cards.

>>28783194
>>28783366
>>28783392
"No, if I win, YOU strip."
"Ah." Roam seems shocked for a moment, but is quick to nod, his smile bright again, "Going for the high prize, huh?"
"Hey--" Starts Dented.
"And," Amber says before I can answer, grinning "And if I win, you all strip for me.
"We can't--"
"I like her." Roam smiles brighter than before.
"We can't take out our armours, you dumbass." Dented knocks Roam in the head again, "Remember the protocol? Two soldiers of each squad not in the ship remain at ready..." He seems to realize that both Amber and Roam are giving him the kind of grin one'd expect to be marred with blood. "...Alright, alright, I'll take it off. For a minute."
"Nice! And what do you say Far?" She turns to me.
Queued the questions about the sightings since I couldn't find a proper way to put it here.

>>28783507
Ok, but if we have to take off the dress she has to put it on.

>>28783507
I guess, why not.

>>28783874
>>28783569
Wanted to get this update done tonight but it'll simply take too long.
Tomorrow there'll be butts. Or maybe tonight at 5 AM. Dunno. Paused either way.

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>>28784185
Forgot pic

beb

>>28786660

alright, here is a bump from 10.

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>>28783874
>>28783569
"But-- But you have to put on my dress." I stammer. Nude. With stallions. Why am I accepting this? And everyone is watching, too, the few people who are still here giving us interested looks-- quite a few are in Dented's direction, but some eyes are trained in me too.
"Clothing?" Amber seems to reconsider it for a moment, but shakes her head. "I'll do it."
She reveals her cards, and me and Dented share a groan.
"I'll go first." Roam walks away from the table happily and does the deed, taking the clothes off slowly and in a way I can only call skilled.
Dented goes next, taking off his armor swiftly and standing firm.
"How about this, girls?" Roam turns his head to us, hoof in rump, "Anything you like?"
Amber prods me gently with a wink and a grin, but waiting for me to walk forward, but I can only stay frozen.
After a few seconds of me staying still the bar shakes slightly, barely enough to make some glasses clink.
"Wa--" The automatic alarms start, only to be silenced by Rosa almost immediately, "A small piece of detritus hit us, remain calm." She's silent for a moment, "I wouldn't want to bother my technician at this hour for this, would you care to dislodge it Far?"


I don't like this image.
I've been trying to get the lighting right for several hours. Have this crappy version so we can move on.
Explicit version https://files.catbox.moe/4rq729.png

>>28790998
Oh welp, better go take care of that post haste, toodaloo

>>28790998
Not a problem Rosa.

>>28790998
Tell them that we'll um... be back later for more fun and games. What do we know of detritus? and what tools do we need for it?

>>28790998
>"How about this, girls?" Roam turns his head to us, hoof in rump, "Anything you like?"
>hoof in rump
>in
Wow, he's certainly putting on a show there. Didn't know we'd get that explicit that publicly that fast.

>>28790998
Saved by the bell bump.

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>>28791046
>>28791019
>>28791017
I trot out of the room without another word, trying to keep my face from reddening further and not think of their large, pent up--
"Thanks Rosa." I say before my imagination wanders any further.
"A pleasure." She's silent for a moment as I walk the hallways to the nearest hatch. "Although I am not entirely sure of why I did it. Would you want me to send one of the drones instead?"
"No, I can do it." Space will be a good way to get my mind off things.
"Alright, the detritus is in area five. Are you sure you don't want a drone to escort you?"
"I am not a kid."
"I never tried to imply that. I just..." Her voice fades, leaving it in the air.
I pause for a moment, waiting for her to continue, but she doesn't and I start walking again.
The suit is as tight and uncomfortable as always, not the light protection from vacuum soldiers wear but an actual space suit intended to sustain me for extended periods of time, but I weather its weight until I am out of the ship, a cable and magnetic boots tethering me to it.
Space...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S6Jb3AT0rog
As uncaring as always, as nonchalantly likely to kill me as it was long before the sun was first held by Princess Celestia.
"C-- COn --- Radio test. Do you receive?" Asks Rosa, her voice surging from near my ears.
"I receive." I walk to the area Rosa told me to.
"Confirmed, systems A-OK."

>>28791899
Pull the thing out and plug up the hole with whatever we plug up holes with. Besides our dick.

What's the yellow stuff, is it leaking fluid or something?

>>28791899
Approach the damage. How do we fix it?

>>28791899
The heck is that off?

>>28791930
>>28791924
>>28791921
I walk to the... metal piece? It glints as I move with my flashlight, reflecting much of its light as the wires connected to it throw some errant sparks.
"Rosa? What is that?"
"Your suit's video feeds aren't the best to work with... is that writing? Can you read it?"
I crane my head in a try to get a better angle and approach my face -and the video feeds- to it "It's not in in Equiish, can you read it now?"
"Give me a moment to start the glyph scanner..." She's mute for a moment, and when she talks again it's in a worried tone "It's Griffonstone's legal tongue, but I can't read it. Probably radiation shielding if its glint is any indication."

>>28792112
How should we best remove it and repair the damage?

>>28792112
Look up and out and see if there's any more debris heading towards the ship.

>>28792112
Griffon? When was the last time we had a griffon ship here?

>>28792112
Can you tell where it came from?

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>>28792124
>>28792135
>>28792146
>>28792208
"Griffonstone? You mean in Homeworld?" I look up, trying to see if any more debris is coming at us. "Anything else coming our way?"
"Homeworld, yes. And the army's ship has better sensors than I do, give me a moment to ask him."
I nod and start to work in the shielding, dislodging it from the hull after a few minutes of pulling with my magnetic boots. A thick liquid comes out of the hole for a second, but is quick to solidify.
It floats gently once I release it, slowly inching away from the ship.
"Rosa?"
"Hm?"
"When was the last time we had griffons?"
"Just over a moon ago, remember? The S.S. Travincal... surely you don't think...?"
I don't answer.
"Hrm, Kalan tells me there's some more debris, but none of it will impact us."

>>28792367
This has to have come from somewhere, and it's not just a lone piece that fell off if there's more around.

>>28792367
Lets collect the debris for a more thorough inspection.

>>28792367
Tell Kalan to check for any emergency signals or signs of life out there. If it was that ship then...

>>28792395
>>28792398
>>28792440
I grab the shielding, trying to clear my head, and walk inside.
"Rosa, can you ask the sh-- Kalan if there's any other signal?" I ask once the shuttle is sealed again and I am out of the armour.
"He was scanning for that, give me a moment... one of his shuttles is in its way to meet escape pods at the moment, the hail confirms that most of the tripulation is well." She's silent for a moment. "Apparently they suffered a failure in their atmospheric systems that led to explosive decompression shortly after the evacuation."

>>28792536
Where will they be taking the survivors? Here? If so we should inform the staff.

Take the debris to place to be examined.

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>>28792548
"Where will the survivors go?" I clean my eyes, tired after today's emotional rollercoaster.
"As per usual protocol, once any mechanical failure the pods may have is repaired the shuttle will escort them to the nearest embassy of their nation and return to Kalan. Are you feeling fine?"
"No, just tired." I stretch, "I'll be going to bed."

>--

The first thing I see when I wake up are empty shelves. It may have looked neat in the merchant ship, but I really need to distribute some things to that thing.
I fidget with the dial near my bed until the light is at a comfortable intensity and get out of bed, yawning.
"Rosa? What were my duties today?"
"Kitchen duties and cleaning the bathrooms, as usual."
I nod, trying to think of what I wanted to do today... what should I do today?
>Getting mom breakfast in bed? She likes it when I do that
>Going with Coti again before they take off?
"Amber left you a message last night." Rosa interrupts my thoughts.
"Play it."
>Maybe decide if I'll go to Homeworld with the ship in its way back, and check out what do the others think about it.
"Far?" Amber's message plays. "Sorry if I made you upset before, but since you accepted... I just want to help you, you know? To get you to feel sexy and all."
>Talk with Amber?

Paused for the night.

>>28792548
Oh, and assume the last part was sent to Kalan's lab or something. It's late and I am tired.

>>28792700
>I nod, trying to think of what I wanted to do today... what should I do today?
And what should I wear today?*

>>28792709
>>28792700
Agree to talk to Amber and open the closet to see what clothes is available.

>>28792700
We should talk to her. As for clothing, stick with something simple. Working cloths should be comfortable.

>>28792700
Get mom her coffee

Blimp

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>>28794628
>>28794133
>>28793207
Gray areas can be recoloured at your leisure, and the accessory decorations are only suggestions, so you can replace them with anything else you may want.

>>28796345
Second dress, third shirt, belt with the sun as a buckle. I don't know dick about colors.

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>>28796345
I agree with the previous anon and have made an attempt.
The exposed belly is downright indecent!

>>28796617
>>28796460
Defaulted to green and green. Is there any further change you may want to make?

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>>28796716
Fug me

>>28796706
>>28796716
>>28796724
You're good at this. Slide the buckle onto the side. There's no point in accessorizing if no one can see it.

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>>28796727
I'll take the current command as go make coffee for Terracota and meet Amber in the kitchen. Any other change you want to do before I am done drawing Terracota's apartment?

>>28796893
Meet Amber in the kitchen, plan on going and playing with Coti afterwards.

>>28796893
Sounds fine.

>>28796893
sounds okay.

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>>28796946
>>28796953
>>28797197
I enter the kitchen and receive a shy -for the person giving it- look from Amber.
"No biggy?" She asks.
"No biggy." I say somewhat reticently. "I, uhm, planned to go play with that thing the army brought to the storage yesterday, want to come?" I ask as I prepare coffee.
"Yeah, after breakfast?" She gestures towards a pot that, surprisingly, doesn't have stew of any kind. "Want some?"
"Yeah, just let me get mom her coffee." I put the cup and nothing else in my rump, since mom doesn't really like to eat anything with breakfast, and head for her apartment.
She disabled gravity in it, which isn't odd in the least, and seems to have forgotten to turn off her computer, which is pretty odd.
"Hello?" I ask softly.
"Hrm... Far?" She yawns from inside her cocoon, "'sdat you?"
I open my mouth to answer, but hear a snore that definitely isn't my mother's come from within the cocoon before I can answer.

>>28744699
>says they'll tell mom.
>not being a changeling
gay

>>28797574
What's on the computer?

>>28797574
Yeah, brought coffee. Everything okay?

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>>28797630
>>28797638
I glance at her computer, curious. A text editor occupies much of the screen a new page in it:
> "Do you really think so?" Iridiscent was Hey what you doin Stop it's not funny How about I do this Whakhugvcx
"I brought coffee," I slide from under the plate to leave it floating, hoping that not too much will wander away from the cup, "Everything ok?"
"Yes, Just let me-- Who is...?" There's an instant of silence. "Oh. Good morning."
"Morn, sweetie." Answers a familiar voice from inside the cocoon, "Just let me... Oh. Hello."

>>28797594
Like a week late mate. And gay indeed.

>>28797826
Blush and back away. Apologize.

>>28797826
Heeeeey. You uh, want some coffee too?

>>28797826
Look at the bulletin board. Any interesting details on it?

>>28797826
"Oh. Uh. Hello again! And this:
>>28798000
Checked!

Do we have a dad? Should we jokingly call him dad?

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>>28797968
>>28798000
>>28798696
>>28798610
"Heeeeey." I back off slightly, "Doooo you want coffee too?" I grin awkwardly.
"If it's not too much bother." He slides a hoof out of the cocoon and pulls it closer to the bed. "I am sorry if I made today awkward."
"No problem," I open the door with a hindleg and slide out, blushing slightly.
Mom reaches me in my way to the kitchen, "Swee-- Dear? Are you fine?"
"I just need a moment."
"Good, good," She nods, sighing, "Sorry I didn't help with the kitchen yesterday, I was doing the paperwork to dock that ship and getting my daily wordcount and..." She leaves it in the air, "I owe you this one. See you later?"
"Alright mom. Later." She nods and heads in another direction.

>--


The cargo bay is empty when me and Amber enter it.
"Rosa? Where's Coti?"
She takes a moment to answer, "Hm? I was distracted."
"Coti, where is he?"
"The leviathan? Back in Kalan. Should I request permission to board?"
"Yeah."
"He's preparing the paperwork involved." She's quiet for a moment. "It'll be a year since I started working here in a few days, if we go by Homeworld's calendar.."
"Really?" Most of the time it doesn't feel like it's been that long, since the AI we had before was impersonal at the best of times-- it didn't even care to get a name "Huh. It's been nice to have you here." I smile.
"And if you just had a booty, I could give you those dance lessons." Amber rolls her eyes.
"Much appreciated, to both of you. Kalan is done, would you step into the teleport platforms?"
We hop into them and bear the freezing cold feeling of teleportation for an instant.
"Hello!" A pony in a screen near us waves his hoof at us, "You would be the crew members Rosa sent, yes? Would you care to sign this?" A pair of contracts is teleported to the small chamber we are in, "The usual deal for entering property of the army, you know-- non-disclosure, don't stray from your guide."


1/2

>>28798772
"Woah, talk about retro." Whispers Amber, grabing the ballpen besides her contract.
"I am aware most AIs prefer holograms or equidroids, but I've never liked physicality much." he says brightly, "Even if the monitors in this area ARE pretty low res for this day and age."
Once we've signed both our contracts they are teleported away, and the door ofthe chamber opens.
"Now, ladies," He says as brightly as before, "Why did you want to board me? And would you care to make me a favour? I've noticed how young Rosa is, and wanted to give her a gift that an AI her age would just love to have."

Sorry for taking so long, but this update just took forever to do. And now it's kinda late to add it, but the board is where Terracota plans stuff in general-- Right now it's a relationship chart between characters of her book.

>>28798772
>>28798781
"Sure, I'd be happy to pass it along. We're here to visit the leviathan Coti, could you guide us?"

>>28798781
>>28798772
And would you care to make me a favour? I've noticed how young Rosa is, and wanted to give her a gift that an AI her age would just love to have."

Um we can. What's the gift?

Paused for the night

beb

>>28800139

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>>28798824
>>28798821
"What is it?"
"Oh, nothing much," A schematic is teleported in in front of us, "Just civilian-grade machinery."
I pick it up and glance at it, using the basic knowledge of mechanics I've acquired from having to help repair the bar a few times, and fold it under my shirt, "I'll give it to our technician, she'll love it."
"Mhm. And what was your business in this fine ship?"
"I wanted to go with Coti before you take off?"
"Coti? Let me check... oh, yes, leviathan two four beta, from the new series, it's with their brood 'mother' "He makes air quotes with his hooves "now. You can go there, but don't snoop into too many state secrets!" The screen turns off, and soon a drone floats to us and guides us through the ship.
There's nearly a dozen leviathans walking over a far larger one in one of the bays, a veritable forest over her back, and after a second of it Coti recognizes us and the mother extends an arm for it to climb down to us.

>>28803371
Look up in awe at Coti's mom. That's pretty badass. Go over to Coti and pet him again.

Was writing the update but I've got to do something. Back in an hour or so.

>>28803371
W-Whoa.

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>>28804048
>>28803517
Coti lowers its head to me, purring again, and I pet it.
The moment I touch it the mother lowers her head to us, small animals walking in her skin. and watches us in such a way that I can't really call her an animal.

>>28805052
>MILF
Hey, I'm not opposed. Is the drone still nearby? Can we ask it what the mom's name is? We were skittish around Coti and he was perfectly safe, so let's prance up near Coti's head and wave up at her while stroking his vines.

>>28805052
Seduce her. But really say hello to her. Approach slowly and reach out.

>>28805052
Give it a friendly smile and say hello.

>>28805083
>>28805089
>>28805105
"Hello?" I wave a hoof and pat Coti again.
She purrs in response, a sound loud enough to make me pin my ears.
I look around, searching for the drone that brought us here, but can't see anything but some soldiers in the other side of the room repairing machinery.
"What's your name?" I ask in hopes that she may be able to answer somehow.
"She's thoroughly refused to receive an actual name from ponies." Answers Kalan from a nearby speaker. "It's a common trait in brood mothers, but her denomination is three alpha three three."
"Oh, hello... alpha?"
Her purr is not completely pleasant, but she doesn't do anything against me.
Coti jumpts to a standing position and climbs to her back, gesturing at me to follow. She groans softly, but remains with her snout near the ground.

>>28805391
Ask Kalan to monitor our position and tell us if we're doing anything monumentally stupid in regards to the habits of the things. Before we climb aboard ask "How about... mother?" and see if there's a better purr. Climb aboard tentatively either way.

>>28805391
This:>>28805419

>>28805419
Sure.

>>28805419
>>28805444
>>28805462
"Can I call you mother?"
She purrs in a slightly more pleasured way.
"Kalan? Can I climb to her?"
"Yeah, you can. A brood mother is basically a forest in and by itself."
"Wh-what!?" Amber steps further back, "You want to climb that thing!?"

>>28805592
>"Wh-what!?" Amber steps further back, "You want to climb that thing!?"

"Why not? I thought you were the adventurous type." Then wiggle and shake our butt at her.

>>28805592
Only kind of. It's more Coti wants me to climb her.

>>28805592
Why not? Might not get another chance.

>>28805681
>>28805652
>>28805641
"Coti's been nothing but lovely. And this may be the only chance we get of being on a leviathan, too!" I give a glance to the forest on her back. Of course Amber, who spent her first few years in a colony, wouldn't understand my want to go there. "Think about it Amber, when was the last time you were surrounded by plants?"
"The greenhouse a- a few weeks ago, remember? I liked the greenhouse. It didn't stare at me."
"That's not the same and you know it." I can't help but let some bother slip into my voice.
"Yeah, it didn't friggin |stare| at me with unblinking eyes!"
"I thought you were the adventurous type." I jump to the mother's... snout? to walk after Coti, who is waiting for me, making sure to wiggle my ass.
"Hey, don't you--" She starts running after me, stop,s and starts again with a frustrated expression, climbing the branches after me and Coti. "Friggin branches and friggin you and frigging butt wiggles."
After a few minutes of it we reach the top, where there's what seems to be a thick layer of clay-like earth covered in wild grass and trees. Coti continues to run, stoping every few meters to wait for us impatiently.
Finally, it lifts a stone and looks under it, only to put it down, only to slam it down again immediately when we hear a voice .
"Oh, there you are-- Far?" Touch trots to us, "What are you doing here? And I've had the pleasure of meeting your friend?" He gives a gallant smile. to Amber.

>>28805978
Introduce Amber to him. Explain that Coti wanted to show us stuff.

>>28805978
See if we can pass Amber onto Touch to distract him, I want to see what Coti is hiding.

>>28805992
Make sure when we say 'stuff' we gesture to the trees and forest and whatnot, not to the rock.

>>28805978
Coti wanted us to follow.

>>28805992
>>28806007
>>28806018
"Coti wanted to show us uh, stuff!" I gesture at the trees around us, "And this is Sweet Amber." I give her a soft hit with my rump, and she's quick to catch my drift.
"A pleasure, hun." She walks the few steps that separate them outright oscilating her hips and lifts her hoof.
"Green Touch, at your service ma'am." He shakes her hoof.
"I was curious about that tree species?" She points at a random one, "There was one in my house when I was a foal but I never got its name."
"That one? Orsicha Arcanea," He turns to it, "They are precious, amarite? They give this very odd fruit at the end of summer..."
I stop focusing on them and turn back to the stone, which Coti lifts after a second of confussion, pointing at what's under it.
Are those... I squint, magazines? What would Coti hide magazines for?"

>>28806173
What kind of magazines?

>>28806173
See if we can tell what kinds of magazines they are. If they're risque blush and gesture for Coti to lower the rock back down.

>>28806173
Take a look, seeing as he's showing them.

>>28806188
>>28806185
>>28806179
I take one of the magazines as quietly as I can to read its cover-- a gun catalogue, several weeks old. The next is a gossip magazine, and the next a journal on botanics. I look at them all for a moment, trying to find a pattern, before Touch speaks up.
"Coti? What is-- oh don't tell me you are doing it again!" He grabs the magazine from my hoof, "Didn't I tell you its bad to steal?" Coti lowers its head shamefully, purring quietly. "I want you to take them back to their owners right now." Coti digs the ground, but doesn't budge, "Coti!"
It is reticent for a moment longer, but cradles the bulk of the magazines in an arm and trots off.
"I am sorry for that, but when Leviathans get those manias you've got to cull them." Touch rubs his temple, "Can I ask you a very, very big favour?"
"What is it?" I give a look to Amber, who walks back to my side.
"Have you seen any other like Coti since you came here? Besides the brood mother?"
I think about it for a moment, "I don't think so? We trotted most of the way."
"The others are avoiding Coti. I thought it'd go away-- they get crazy manias sometimes, I already told you, but they didn't even want to eat near it this morning."
"And what are we supposed to do about that?" Amber gives a nervous look to our surroundings, "Force ship-sized things to cuddle?"
"No, you are the daughter of the bar's owner, right?" I nod, "Could you please please pleeeeeeease try to convince your mother to let me leave Coti there for a while? We'll have to spend nearly a moon scouting, and handling Coti and the others refusing to get along AND the brood mother being bothered by their arguing won't let me do anything else, and if they actually have to fight anything it'll be Tartarus broken loose." I think about it, and it seems to take too long for him, "The state will reimburse any cost involved, and if you actually get into the army you'll have good notes before even starting! How about that?"

>>28806375
I guess we can try, but we don't really know how to properly care for it though.

>>28806375
I can try, but I can't guarantee I'd be able to take good care of him. I have my own responsibilities too.

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>>28806375
These:
>>28806484
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>>28806537
>>28806658
"I don't know how to take care of something like that. It's..."
"It's an animal the size of a shuttle." Amber finishes for me. "It's an animal the size of a shuttle that steals magazines and hides them under stones."
"Look, l get you, but leviathans aren't dangerous, and one as young as Coti less so. If I could I'd stay behind to take care of things, but I'll have a hard time convincing our captain of this in the first place."
"I still don't know how to take care of Coti, what do they eat? What do I do if it gets sick?"
"Carrots give them gases, that's about all you need to care about. And if a virus is strong enough to get into them you have more to worry about. I just..." He grunts, "I could send it back to the nearest base in a shuttle, heck, I know that's what I should do, but you have no idea of how bad it is for a leviathan to be inside small spaces, and Coti choose the worst possible moment to get like this! It's a week of travel to the nearest station."
"But I have a job, I can't just drop it all!"
"Coti doesn't need to be watched over constantly, and it'll obey you if I tell it to, they are clever enough for that. At most you'll need to send it to the bad plants corner."

Paused, it's kinda seven AM here.

>>28806684
It appears we're having a bouquet thrust upon us. We can't just leaf it alone, we must grow to meet the occasion and let our talent bloom. I say we accept the gift of a shrubbery.

>>28806684
Well... alright then, I'll talk to mom.

beb

>>28809510

>>28807760

>>28806684
Sure, we accept the tent- I mean Coti.

>>28811991

beb

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>>28806708
>>28807137
>>28806537
>>28806484
"I'll see if I can convince my mother." I shift my weight awkwardly, "Is there some book on this you can give me?"
"Yes. The book of monsters." Amber taps a hoof against the ground.
Touch lifts a hoof, putting a device in his wrist near his snout, "Tybalt, would you send my library to the docking station?"
The device clicks a few times before a voice comes out of it, "Transference in progress."
"That should have everything you need." He lowers his hoof again, "You should start with 'Clover's Forest Raising' if anything comes up, or section eighty-three of 'Compedium of Twilight Sparkle's Research Journals' if you can wade through the scientific jargon, both of them have references to other books in the library that expand on all subjects." He sighs, "Thanks for this, really. Scouting nebulas is already exhausting when all leviathans are cooperative."
The device in his wrist... it looks like am minotaur clock, the clock clicks and it speaks again, "Didn't eggshell ask you for a favor?"
"A fav--? Oh! Yeah, he wanted me to tell you something if you came to see Coti, his friends told him he was staring at you yesterday? He says he was remembering when he could wear his mane long-- kinda new to the service, that boy."

>>28817528
>He says he was remembering when he could wear his mane long-- kinda new to the service, that boy."
When he could wear his mane long, and that he's sorry if he came off as stalkey*

>>28817528
O-oh. That's... fine.

>>28818014
"Oh." I can't help but be slightly more weirded out than before. "His mane?"
"Yup, I've seen some photos of it. Guy was a floor sweeper."

I thought you'd want to make some other question to Touch, jump back to the ship?
Current todo list is:
>Try to convince mum
>Get Kalan's schematics to the bar's technician
>Kitchen duties (These haven't started yet, but can be jumped to if the players decide so)

>>28818508
Lets go see mum then. Get that over with as soon as possible.

>>28818508
Is "go say hello to Eggshell" an option?

>>28818758
>>28818727
"Where is he?"
"Probably at the vehicle bay, fixing his walker. Kalan, could you guide her?"
"Thanks," We climb down from the leviathan, Amber relaxing noticeably once we are there, and are guided there by another drone.
Eggshell is talking with someone else, who takes a moment to notice us.
"Hey. Your girlfriend." He points at us, the speakers at the sides of his helmet crackling slightly.
"What?" He turns around, "Oh, will you drop that?" The pony's only answer is a laugh covered with static. "Ugh. Sorry if I made you uncomfortable yesterday, I haven't been myself lately.."

Current command is Eggshell -> Mom

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>>28819247
That's fine. I just wanted you to know I didn't mind the attention.

>>28819257
"I heard you like my hair, and I figured I'd pay a visit. What're you up to, taking care of the sticking canopy on your walker?"

>we have to cut our mane/tail if we're in the army
Well then, I guess that's something that we're not going to do anytime soon.

>>28819397
I'm giving it the benefit of the doubt, but the live part of horse tails are actually about a foot long. They literally cut them off of work horses so they don't get tangled in the rigging. It's gross. These are either some super dedicated soldiers or a variant that naturally have tiny nub tails normally. Using the latter as headcanon.

>>28819397
>>28819393
>>28819272
"I heard you used to wear your mane longer?" He nods, "Would I really have to cut it and my tail if I got into the army?"
"Well, yeah," He nods "if you want to use any kind of augmenting suit, which most people prefers to. I know some non combatants who wear their tails in buns though, but shaving it is more comfortable in the long run."
"Don't you get cold back there?" Asks Amber, shuffling her tail.
"Not in the suits." Interjects the pony in armour, apparently amused.
"You are always in that thing, Magic." Eggshell sighs. "We just wear pants when we land somewhere."
I give my tail an uncomfortable look, wondering what should I do about it.
"What are you doing with the walker?" Asks Amber, giving the floating pieces a look.
"Oh, that?" He jumps to the back of the walker easily in the low gravity of this room, "Repairing the mechanisms that seals the cabin from the outside and making sure everything else is working well."

>>28819433
I've seen that horses have a long-ish live parts but forgot it completely for the purposes of this, since ponies are generally drawn with little nubs. I'll start modifying the sprites properly in the morning.

>>28819584
Is that something you often have to do?

>>28819584
We don't need to join the army to take Coti aboard our vessel do we? I assumed that was all we were planning to do, for now. Unless of course we decide to horsebandu Eggshell, but before we even consider it, he's got a big surprised to deal with first. I assume it's a big surprise, anyhow. Most are.

OK cool. Yeah that little nub they show is the hairless "v" they have on the underside so they stay cleaner, it ends up being thought of as the live bit. I hate to add more work for you, it's good either way.

>>28819773
>>28819677
"And how often do you have to do that?" Asks Amber.
"Repairs not so often, checkups in a weekly basis."
"But wait," I pip in before Amber can ask anything else, "If I take care of Coti we don't have to join the army, right?"
"Take Coti?" He considers it for a moment, "Magic, what was the name for temp recruits?"
"Civil addon." He answers immediately. "You take a small oath, are given all information you need, and when it's done present a report to the army detailing what you had to do, which is added to your legal record. All costs are either reimbursed to you or discounted from your taxes. No need to shave for this."

It's a few pixels, no problem.
And the conversation can be ended at any given moment if you want to

>>28819828
Then everything is fine. We just need to convince mom, and study those books.

>>28819828
We're all good, then, unless we decide to join up later on. Other than hitting on Eggshell for fun and possible lewd activity, we can probably move on to asking Mom about Coti.

>>28819848
>>28819900
>>28819272
"Alright, then. I didn't mind the attention, you know." I turn to walk away swinging my hips, and Amber is quick to join me.
Magic laughs loudly, the static in his voice increasing noticeably, "Better tell her, you fag."
Wait what?
"Man I hate you so much right now." Grunts Eggshell. "Sorry but, uhm, I don't swing that way."

Paused for the night.

>>28819923
Things got suddenly more interesting. Eggshell's female? Either we can playfully whisk our skirt up, or return and ear-whisper, or retreat. Retreating lacks honor.

Goodnight, Cammy!

>>28819923
Do we whisper that we're not a mare to him?

>>28820019
>fag
I think it means he's gay, not female.

>>28806708
carloooos

>>28820024
Well then. Continue with skirt-whisk or whisper. We can deal with any fallout I'm sure.

>>28819923
expose our horsecock to him

>>28819923
Lean in and whisper that we got something he'd like under the skirt.

Sexy whispers bump

beb

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>>28821297
"Gay?" I can't help but scrunch my muzzle. "You like co-- guys?"
"Yes to both." Magic laughs again.
Ideas flash through my mind-- Saying it out loud, even taking off my pants here and there, but ultimately I decide to jump up to him and whisper, "I am not a mare."
He's silent for a moment, "But, uhm, I like manly men."

>>28826417
Oh, I see...

>>28826417
"So do I!" We're bonding with this guy so hard right now.

>>28826417
I-I can be manly... wait, what's a man?

>>28826417
We gonna be bonding over masculine stallions.

>>28826417
"I'm downright STUDLY where it counts."

>>28826417
That's fine.

>>28826417
Well fuck
Know anybody here that likes a trap.

beb

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