Conquest Horizon

12

Getting off the train and going into the place Sieg didn’t think he’d find himself going so soon, he had to admit… Canterlot was rather impressive in person. It was big, grand and just full of ponies. Book stayed close to him, and on suggestion of Camous via Remedy, they had gotten a spare bandana from Spur to help hide the collar. And it worked fairly well, with nopony really noticing it.

Still, walking into the large and esceravigant place of the princesses was almost overwhelming. Ponies of a few kinds of walks roamed about, nobility were easily spotted all over and there was a slight air of sophistication they were simply not used to. Book kept herself close to Sieg, merly of just all the ponies that swarmed the place.

It was nothing like Manehatten, or Arabia-- or the Holds for the short time they were there. This place was clean, near shinny clean! Guards were posted all over the place standing at a strict attention without wavering. Nobility strutted about with fine clothing and the most latest fashion statements of the month… it was just so much to take in.

But, they did have a favor to work out and glancing to the directions, Book helped lead with a little help by Sieg to find this ‘half-brother’ of Spur’s. It made them wonder what kind of brother he was to live in canterlot, but considering how she seemed to give the name little respect. Hopefully they were not dealing with a potentially dangerous or underhanded pony.

They first started in the lower district with the directions. But after asking a few ponies of a few places and streets, they found themselves going higher and higher. From low districts to the more higher cloud one-- it was a interesting change to see the ‘commoners’ place turn into more wealthy ‘nobility’ homes. Somehow, things only got more cleaner, more organized, and some trees even had fencing around them.

By the time they had gotten on the needed street, they were at one of the highest districts in Canterlot, the castle itself easily in sight and the Gate’s probably a few blocks away. It made both wonder who they were exactly meeting when they went up to the open gates of a large mansion home and to the large fine doors to a nobleman's house. Doors that held a embroiderment of his mark no doubt, with a black crown and a ring of thorns circling it. (End)

“Do you think this is a bad idea?” Asked Book as she nearly pressed herself against the faux Pegasus, feeling uncertain and a bundle of nerves as she had no idea what to expect from this half brother, Sieg took in a breath and admits.

“Yes...but the sooner we give this letter to him...the quicker we can leave.” Already not liking things right now, especially being in Canterlot of all places. Moving with her to up the doors itself...and knock on it. Waiting for a answer until a butler open as Sieg held up the letter and spoke.

“Letter from Rosy Thistle.” Figuring that ‘spur’ wasn’t going to work right now. (Done)

Lifting a brow, the butler thought for a moment before giving a nod and told in a tone of detachment, “please this way.” Moving back and allowing the two inside before closing the door with a slight creak. It’s closing alone was enough to cause the large interior to echo almost loudly.

Taking the lead, the butler said, “Make yourselves comfortable, the Master has some duties to perform before seeing you. I will inform him that you have come to deliver a letter from his Sister. He will be having questions, I am sure.” stopping by a doorway and motioning to a living space with a few chairs, couches, recliners and even a table with an assortment of snacks. “If that will be all, please do wait here and do not wander about the Master’s home.” (End)

“Of course.” Spoke Sieg, as he waited until the bulter left and mutter into Book ear. “If things become trouble, I’ll teleport us out to the train at least...should have ample time to escape.” Book slightly nodded, sitting close to him as she said.

“I don’t like this place.” Sieg gently held the mare close in comfort, doing his best to ease her fears and concerns.

“I know. We’ll hand him the letter an go.” Already planning to make a quick teleport if he sense anything wrong with the stallion. (Done)

Waiting in the empty room was a little suffocating. Mostly at the utter silence that just rang louder than any sound that could of been at that time. While they sat in thought, they continued to think over who they might meet, or Book did mostly. Sieg worked more over of how quickly he had to charge his magic and how far to make the jump for the both of them. While he could go far, the more distance he did the more he’d get drained. And being in Canterlot was not ideal when exiting a Teleport in the middle of a street.

Both of their ears pricked when they heard hoof steps clicking away at the fine floor, though not too close as of yet. Both turned to watch the doorway as those steps got closer and the stallion eventually showed up. He wasn’t anything they would call striking, seeming fairly average. Though there was a hint of nobility due to how he held himself and how well his white coat seemed to have a slight shine.

Book had mixed feelings about him, the way his black business like suite was on him, the bold red tie popping out and a black mane that looked almost slicked back. The dark goatee only added a certain thought that she was looking at a star villain to one of the books she would read, and the piercing yellow eyes that ran over her made her squirm.

His steps were a bit slow, even if they were merely steady and measured. Both watched as he took a seat across from them and comfortable sat down, seeming to size the both of them up and cause a slight tension in the room.

Eventually, he placed on a small smile and said, “I hope you were comfortable? I know the old home can get a little unnerving with how quiet it gets.” Giving a light chuckle, “but, noble standing has a way of requiring overly lasureous housing.” Pushing on to ask, “I was told you have a letter from my dear sister?” No hint of malice or dislike in his tone nore feelings. Merly slight amusement. (End)

Talking the letter out of his saddle bag, he hoof it to the stallion as Sieg spoke. “Yes. Here.” While part of him was analyzing both posture and emotion, another part just wanted to leave with Book. Already feeling her uneasiness with the stallion. (Done)

Red magic lit and took the letter from the hoof, the stallion lifting a brow while his magic swiftly opened and organized the papers out. Eyes flicking left to right, he read and took in the letter with keen interest while his emotions flickers in small bits.

Face bland and tightly restrained from showing anything, the stallion held his focus on the letter for a while before placing it back away in the envelope it was delivered in. Looking up, he smiled in a manner that made Sieg unsure if it was honest or not, due to how well guarded his emotions were. “Thank you for the delivery. It was a rather… enlightening little thing.” A twinge of amusement and exasperation pinging in the changeling's senses.

“I am Thorn Crown, I would like to formally say that it is a pleasure to meet both your acquaintances.” Giving a slight bow of his head before saying, “please, allow me to invite you to a bit of lunch, maybe grant you rooms to stay in? I can only assume that you had quite the trip to bring this letter to my person.” (End)

“It’s fine, we are on a tight schedule as it is.” Spoke Sieg as he told on. “While it is nice of you to offer hosipitality? We do need to make the next train, as we have a long way back.” (Done)

Thinking to that, the stallion observed, “well, I certainly can’t keep you two here for long if you have a tight schedule to keep…” Though spoke on to them both, “at the very least stay for lunch. It would be much cheaper to get a filling meal here than any other place in Canterlot, plenty of very uppercrust places may charge quite a price due to all the nobility.” (End)

While Sieg wanted to leave now, Book didn’t had much to eat. Sure they could eat on the train….he glance to her as he didn’t trust this stallion. Either old instincts, or being in Canterlot made him paranoid.

“It would be nice to have a meal.” Admit Book as Sieg spoke.

“A small lunch might set us by while we wait for the next train…” (Done)

Smiling once more, Thorn told, “I’ll be sure the cook get something splendid out and ready within the hour.” Raising his hooves and clopping them for a moment. It took a slight minute, but the butler came near instantly enough and in time to hear the noblemen tell, “tell Clutter that we have some guests in need of a good lunch. Do let her know to make something palatable for the common pony.” Then joked towards both Book and Sieg, “none of the extravagant and small sized meals the Nobility like.”

“Very good sir.” Accepted the butler while he trotted off to do his task. (End)

While the two wait, Book lean a bit more on Sieg, mostly for reassurance. Sieg spoke in neutral. “Must be surprising to hear from her again.” (Done)

Lifting a brow, Thorn Crown asked, “Rosy Thistle?” Before smiling a bit and chuckling, “yes well, she doesn't have the most highest opinion of myself due to some past family history.” Rolling his eyes and half remarking, “less of my doing and more of that to my father’s own recklessness. She isn’t one with love to the nobility such as myself. Even more since I am directly related to our father.” (End)

“I can imagine.” Dryly Said Sieg. “Most nobility are snobs.” Recalling some experience with them. (Done)

There was a small chuckle, a honest one too that barely leaked out just how amused Thorn truly was by that statement. “When one becomes wealthy and powerful, it does tend to go straight to the head.” Calming back to his relaxed smile. “Might I ask for your names respectively? I would like to know the two that did do my sister such a generous favor.” then added, “and prey tell, did you know Blinding Blaze personally?” (end)

“I knew her, I’m Book Mark, I was..consider her sister.” Said the unicorn as she motioned to Sieg adding. “And this is my special somepony, whirlwind.” Giving Sieg pony name, out of precaution. (Done)

Humming to this, Thorn said, “you’re Book Mark?” Then half joked with a straight face, “well you are certainly not a filly anymore from Blaze’s recounts.” He studied the two before going on, “I would ask how she is, but I don’t think it’s needed to know of what has happened.” Leaving a odd silence between them. “I merely asked, since I was hoping there was anything more you might tell me. Call it a slightly personal matter when concerning dusty betrothal contracts drawn up by mothers.” (end)

Book Mark blink in surprise...or with shock, as Sieg narrow his eyes in thought as he questioned. “Was it connected with Blinding Blaze?” (Done)

“I would think so.” Blandly told the white stallion. “Considering that when she went off her own way to do some personal studies in a village far from Canterlot, she later vanished for nearly 10 years before I found my half-sister. You can imagine my surprise that she was with foal and had gone on some personal vendetta of rescue for a half-adopted sister.”

Shaking his head, Thorn went on, “as you might imagine, the betrothal contracts were annulled due to her having a foal that wasn’t mine own, and I was simply hoping you might be aware of where Blazing was last. You may not know this, but she was of nobility. Her daughter has rights to her family’s holdings, though they are currently on hold as none know of her death as of yet, and I plan to keep it such a time her daughter can retake it.” Though half said, “the only thing missing would be any notes and spells Blazing would of made during her time away.” (end)

Shaking her head, Book told. “We don’t know much...all I know was that Blinding was trying to find the villagers that were taken to Arabia...and her trying to find me…”

Gently holding her in his wing, Sieg added. “And all we know was that she hadn’t stop searching. The only info we had is what Book recall and a golem of sorts ending her life..” (Done)

Humming to that, Thorn nod and said, “not much to go on, though I may look into it nevertheless.” Glancing to them both, he said, “you wouldn't imagine the hassle that can come from reinstating a unknown heir to a noble’s things. There are plenty of unicorns and nobility that would love nothing more than to gain Blinding things for their own wants. Or even more, gain and warp her daughter into a puppet.”

As if reflecting, Thorn said in slight thought, “perhaps it’s for the best that my sister takes care of… what was her name?” And nodded to himself, “ah yes. Loving Remedy.” Continuing from where he last left off, “It is best my wild half-sister takes care of her. Keep her out of the eyes of the nobility here until a time it becomes my turn to teach her the finer points of being a noble.”

Considering the two, he observed, “so you’re both from arabia I take it?” Smiling a bit going on, “it would explain why my sister’s little club’s bandana looks a little puffed out. I take it that things did not go quite as planned for Blaze’s crusade?” (End)

“No….she found some of the other's, but I was one of the few she never found..” Said Book as she admit. “We found Remedy by chance than anything else.” (Done)

Breathing in, Thorn told, “in either case, you two have been quite lucky to get this far and not get arrested.” Then looked to ‘Whirlwind’, “or at least one of you arrested. Slavery is outlawed here, and you being a former equestrian citizen yourself, Book? There would have been very serious charges filed out.”

“I will not speak out for now.” Told Thorn simply. “Until I have a reason to believe it needed, I will not object straight out. But I would advise either removing it during your stay, or finding a better means to disguise it as a form of fashionable wear. Others may not be anywhere as receiving as I am.” (End)

“Thank you, we’ll be sure to be discreet.” Said Sieg. (Done)

Nodding to him, the stallion soon stood and spoke, “now, I do believe lunch will be along shortly. Knowing Clutter, she would have put out the appetizers by this point.” Then asked, “and do tell, have there been any recent changes in Arabia? I’ve been thinking of doing a little far-trade business. Maybe get a hoof up on some competition here and wow the crowds with some arabian goods.” (end)

“Always ask for description in goods, expect everyone to swindle or double cross. Choose a Sultan wisely and always be ready for a ship fight with pirates or slavers.” Told Sieg. (Done)

Humming to this, Thorn spoke, “sounds like I will have to call in a few favors and place a few investments with some military families.” Trotting on ahead and smile, “I’m thinking a escort of three destroyers and four frigates along with two tradeships. That should do something in warding off the rabble.”

The two cast a look to that and wonder how a few ‘favors’ and ‘investments’ could get all of that. But then again, this was a noble, and possibly one with pull. It was a toss up if this was a good things or a bad thing later down the line. But, at the very least, they’ll get a free meal.

Yawning out, Ash half-napped on one of the crates in the cargo bay, half thinking about what to do and maybe if she shoud traine. She was a little bored and considered actually visiting the pony’s little city outside. Phobia did so every day, and both demon-Kan and Nowa went out frequently for business… but it didn’t appeal to her at the moment.

Stretching a bit more, she rolled and sat on the crate while kicking her paws, once more in her normal robes and watching the golems go about working. She half paused and blinked before smiling and calling out, “Book, Sieg, I see you’re back!” Getting off the crate and landing before the two. “How was the trip?” Then asked, “and what’s in the box?” Pointing at Book’s back. (end)

“Leftovers, with cakes….we had a lot.” Said Book as she asked. “Anything new?” (Done)

“I’ll let you know when something new happens.” Ash assured with a nod. “Oh, there is one thing. Phobia picked up a bunch of rusty junk.” Then held up three fingers and folded them as if counting down…. Then tossed a thumb over her shoulder in time for them to hear Phobia’s shout. (End)

“HOW MANY TIMES DO I HaVE TO SAY THIS?!?” Both flinching as it seem Phobia was arguing to someone. “Don’t try to throw away what I took! It’s something that can be used in the future.”

“Why is…” started Sieg.(Done)

Shrugging, Ash said, “I don’t know. I didn’t bother to ask.” The turned to ask, “was it rusty?” getting a half, ‘uh, yeah?’ with her going on, “was it someone's junk?” hearing a ‘yes, but--’, only to get cut off again. “Then it was rusty junk.” Arms crossed and head nodding. The feline then pointed out, “you don’t have to take it so personally you know. I’m not throwing it out. And Najat only complains if it litter’s the floor.” (End)

Grumbling, Phobia told. “I’m not that stupid to let it litter the floor, only my cabins. Some stuff just drop off the pouches. Beside more stuff means more to melt.” Then glance to the two. “Hey Sieg, Book.” Both giving their hellos as he turned to a Grunt Golem. “You there help me pick this up and sent to my room!”

“Aye, aye oh Dreadful One.”

“I...had no idea Herr Phobia like to take someone trash.” Spoke Book as Phobia correct.

“It’s not theirs if they threw it away, beside any Stripe would do the same, part of our culture and all.” (Done)

Giving the striped a look as he was standing before the two, Ash commented, “you know… that’s a great thing and all-- but if you were in a Herno village? You’d be out of a job.” Going on to tell, “because… we don’t exactly leave things lying around. Most minotaurs don’t either. And I’m pretty sure whatever is left out, vanishes because of the Kitsune.” (end)

Snorting, Phobia told. “Yeah well, this is one of the few rare times I get to be a Stripe and all.”

Thinking a bit, Book asked in innocent. “How come you don’t get to be one?”

“Oh...things.” Deflected the Stripe, as Sieg felt something odd from Herr Phobia, but couldn’t tell what as he continued on. “Mostly location and cities. Arabia may got litter around, but nothing useful. Anyway if you excuse me I got stuff to fill out.” Moving with the golem with the rust junk in its arms. (Done)

Ash watched for a moment before saying to the two, “glad your back. It’s nice to talk to everyone, but Najat sometimes want some alone time, Nowa wants to pet the wheel of the ship, I’m pretty sure Kan hates me, and Phobia sometimes gets wrapped up in his work.”

“I’d talk to the golems or Scrappy, but I’m sure the first group don’t understand a lick of what I say and the other stares at me like I’m the bane of his existence from time to time.” (End)

Giggling, Book jokes. “Well, no one thought you would hide in a libary closet of all things.” (Done)

“Go where you be least expected, as they say.” Ash told with a large grin to the two. “And as much as you try to expect the unexpected, the trouble with the unexpected is you can’t expect it-- even when you very much expect it to happen, just don’t know how to expect it.” (end)

“No plan survives contact.” Agreed the military changeling as he remove his disguise as he asked. “Are staying here for a few more days?” (Done)

Nodding, Ash said, “Nowa and Kan are almost done with some deal. Once that’s up, Nowa plans to crank up the ship’s gears and fly us out.” Then half-whispered to the two, “I’m pretty sure it’s because they did something illegal and they’re worried a snoopy detective is on to them.” Then strighted up with a joking grin, “If that happens-- I don’t know them.” (end)

Laughing some, Book then asked. “Any idea where off next?” (Done)

“Beats me.” Ash told uncertainty. “We’re not going east-- which is good. I don’t think we’re going north, ‘cuz its cold and there’s not much that way… so by process of elimination, either South or West.” Clapping her hands and smiling, “take your pick!” (End)

While Sieg thought over that, Book did spoke in. “Well...Herr Phobia Said we could come by my...former village to let me see my mother...and that is around the south.” (Done)

Noddin some to that, Ash told, “sounds as good as any place to go.” turning and motioning her head asking, “I’m thinking of grabbing a bite. Wanna show and maybe share what you brought with you?” (end)

Smiling a bit, with a turn of her head to Sieg as he nod and told. “Might as well.” Moving with his unicorn as the two were heading to the mess hall with Ash, as Sieg asked to Ash. “Has there been anything of noted while we were away? Beside the whole ‘meh’ period of nearly two weeks?” (Done)

Glancing to the two, Ash aid, “as I said. Mostly meh and nothing exciting.” Though while they walked the halls, she thought it over and did say, “but… if you want bit’s and pieces? I don’t think Phobia likes the Terror Fangs, and they seem to share the feeling. Barely tolerate the other every time they cross paths. Spur’s probably only nice becuse he helped Remy get here.”

“Najat and Phobia had a bit of a spat too, no real surprise.” The cat leaned over and told, “Nothin’ you’d call serous. Just him thinking and staring at her butt for a little too long, annoyed her a bit and asked him to stop… in her own way.” (end)

While Sieg shook his head to this, Book wonder if things were ever going to be stable...but considering what happen in the past? She doubted they would be ‘tolerable’.

However she was glad that there was nothing serious, like Guards coming in with a warrant. Or maybe Herr Phobia causing more problems for the city…

Then again from what he mention of Discord wanting a excuse from the Stripe, Phobia probably didn’t want to risk it. Still as they were heading upwards, Book admit. “We brought...a lot of food. So much it might as well be consider a banquet of sorts…” (Done)

Chuckling, Ash said with a grin, “sounds like you had a nice little trip, with free food!” (End)

“Something like that.” Said Sieg as he told. “One thing for certain, Canterlot still has the same vibe that I heard from other's. Full of expensive things and nearly everyone is a snob. Not a place worth visiting too.” (Done)

Nodding a little to that, the feline thought it over and said, “so… the guy you had to give the letter to… who was he?” (End)

“Spur half-brother apparently, a unicorn.” Said Sieg, as he went on. “Turns out he had some history with Blinding Blaze in a form...and has a heavy pull on influence in various areas.” (Done)

“Huh.” half said Ash. “small world.”

They walked on for a moment in silence, nothing more seemingly needed to be said. Well, until Ash decided to just keep talking. “So what do you plan to do when we reach your home-town, Book?” Looking to the mare and smiling, “maybe viset the neighborhood. Check out a few places. Besides visiting family that is, that’s kinda a given.” (end)

“I...do want to look around.” Admit the unicorn, as she nuzzle Sieg Head a bit as she went on. “Maybe...introduce them to my special somepony?”

Sieg nearly pause as he could feel the..tingle of love from her to him. While it wasn’t large, it was enough to get him to look at her as she gave a knowing smile to him.

“Maybe let them know I’m okay after so long.” She added.

Grinning like the cat she was, Ash said, “oh? Your ‘Special Somepony’ now, huh?” Her eyes twinkling with mirth. “Last time it was just Master Sieg, something change~?” Eyebrows wiggling as she asked. (End)

Giggling a bit, Book Said. “Well, I won’t say much...but let just say that while on the ride back, I consider a few things.” Then nuzzle the changeling again as he managed to keep moving with them as he could still feel that bit of love focusing on him.

“Mostly while we were in Canterlot and talking with Spur half-brother, he talked with us on a few things. And while talking with him, I think that...I’m fine with not being a slave anymore,” emphasizing this as she lower the bandana to reveal there wasn’t a collar, as she added with a low smile. “But it doesn’t mean I’m going to let go of Sieg anytime soon.” (Done)

Smiling to this, Ash had an odd look in her eye, and a odd feeling of what could of been pride, or hope. “Well, I think later? You, me, Najat…” Then paused to say, “and Maaaaaaby Nowa should have a little get together.” Then waved, “I’d invite Kan, but… like I said, I’m pretty sure she hates me, and I’m definitely sure she doesn't like Najat.” (end)

“She doesn’t. She actually doesn’t like Najat since she’s ‘high than thou’.” Agreed Book as the two glance while moving in the hall as they saw Scrappy passing by, although he seem to acquire a few sealed bottles as Book asked in confusion. “Scrappy, why do you have those bottles?”

Pausing in his steps, he turned his head and answered. “Greetings Commander Sieg and Book. As of now I am relieving a few alcoholic drinks from the recent stores of what Kan and Navigator Nowa acquired. Dragon Brew if I recalled right.”

“And...why did you take them?” Questioned Book as Sieg was confuse himself as Scrappy respond.

“Because Navigator Nowa has all the rum in her room and we have no alcoholic beverages on the ship itself. Consider these relieved for my creator needs.”(Done)

Pointing to the metal dog, Ash added, “You also all can’t stand Najat wordlessly telling you to put it away.” Then went on, “Not that I blame her… I kinda agree on putting it away someplace safe-- and out of sight… and definitely not the kitchen. At all.” (end)

“It is also counter productive due to my creator not buying alcohol beverages much, but these bottles are for a unique case for my creator. Apologies, but I must leave.” Quickly Moving again as while he was rushing off...Book spoke in thoughtfulness.

“Was it me...or was Scrappy acting odd?” (Done)

“I didn’t notice.” Ash said, “but at the moment I’m not going to think too much on it. Could be just going through a bit of change, you know?” Then smiled, “still, you, me, Najat and the library. I’ll see about Nowa, but I’m not sure if she’ll be into what I’m thinking.”

Smiling more brightly, Ash said, “buuuuut, there’s a box of food calling to me, and I am feeling a little rumbling in my stomach for grub!” (end)

Laughing lightly, Book nod in amusement. As once they reached into the messhall, her horn glowed as she removed the box and set it on a table. Opening it as she began talking the food out, or rather plates of food, talking more and more out as apparently they had a magical box to store it all in…

And once the cake was out that was double size? The two equines look to the table filled banquet before them as Sieg add in. “Like Book Said, There was a lot of left overs.” (Done)

Lifting a brow at all the food, Ash said, “I think we might want to call in some help.” getting looks from the two of them while the feline pointed at the table. “Because we have been invaded by yummy food. You get started, I’m going to call in backup so we can handle it.” (end)

The two held amuse looks as Book told with a horn glowing. “Already planning on it.” Talking a plate of food, with Sieg talking another as he took a fork with magic as he held it up by Book face.

She look a bit surprise, even more when he held a neutral look, but she smile as she took the bite and chew, as Sieg began to feel those positive emotions pulsing from her.

and those old sappy romantic tips still work. thought Sieg as the changeling was getting fed-twice, one with food and with emotions. (Done)

Half chuckling, Ash said, “looks like someone's wanting to charm you.” Half jumping to the crystal comm before picking it up. She always wanted to use this, but never had a reasonable excuse. Now, she did. “Attention crew, we are requesting backup in the mess hall. There has been an invasion of tasty food and we need reinforcements to chew through it all!” (end)

“Tasty food? Pass.” Told Kan as she told. “I still have to make sure that mechanical mutt didn’t ‘relinquish’ more of what we gained.” (Done)

“There’s cake~” Ash continued to persuade. (End)

Humming, she said. “Cake?” Then Said. “I’ll be on my way.”

While Kan seem interested to the idea, Scrappy informed. “My creator will be there shortly, he is currently washing up from recent gatherings.” (Done)

Smiling and seeing her job done, Ash was pretty sure that Nowa and Najat were on their way. Nowa probably because it was free food. Najat more out of knowing this might be their lunch. Turning around, Ash sauntered her way over and took a plate. She quickly took what she wanted and felt not in the mood in before gaining a fork and digging it with a sated pace.

Najat wasn’t too long and was inside the mess hall in fairly record time. She didn’t do much in commenting or looking around, only get her plat, her food and move to take her seat with Ash to eat peacefully in silence. Nowa wasn’t the same case, rushing in and muttering to herself on ‘what first? This, or that?’ (end)

While the Navigator was looking at to grab, Sieg continue to feed Book, who giggles with each offered bite. As she scoot close to sit by him, Sieg allowed her to feed him back, letting her offered fork with food be eaten as well passively eating her emotions.

Sometime soon, Kan trot in with critical eye around as she remarked. “Nobility food…” Moving by to grab a small plate...and a few pieces of cake. She admit...it’s been nearly 300 years since she had nobility food, or dessert. (Done)

Kan made to move for a table, though paused and watched as a widely grinning Nowa moved past with a plate just piled with different things to eat. It made the demoness want to roll her eyes at the mare’s greed at times-- but in this case she really couldn’t fault her. Whoever the noble was, they probably had a excellent chef, meaning this was going to be a delightful meal.

The only one left was Phobia to arrive, along with his ever faithful wolf-golem companion. (End)

While Phobia didn’t had his metal pieces on him, he had the undercloth on. Glancing over the food as he pause, looking st it as he muttered in his native tongue. “” looking over the plentiful of food as he began talking what he saw was good for him. (Done)

Looking up, Ash glanced between him and the food in slight thought before smiling a bit and soon grinning. Standing slightly and leaning on the table she was at, Ash called out with a hand taking a loaf of bread and waving it, “Phobia!” Getting his attention, “you need to try the sourdough!” The placed it down to point, “or the smoked salmon, or even the weird looking egg things-- scratch that, dig in!” Then added with a waving finger, “and thank Sieg and Book, they help bring it and are sharing.”

Pausing, Ash said, “oh yeah.” Turning to the two and saying, “thanks for the free meal you two!”

Peeking an eye open, Najat nodded and said, “Yes, thank you. This is a most decent meal you have returned with.” Returning to her soup on relative peace. (End)

Glancing to the two, he spoke. “Thanks Sieg, Book.” Sieg pause in his feeding from the unicorn, as he glance to Phobia. Feeling something off the Stripe, it felt like...nostalgia? Mechlony? It was hard to say.

He glance back to Book, continuing feeding her as while he wanted to keep going, the way the Stripe wasn’t talkative, or feeling, made him Questioned on what the Herr Phobia thought in his mind.

Kan merely took what she wanted coming by to enjoy her meal as she said to the two. “Not bad. Not bad at all...dessert are tasty too.” (Done)

Watching the striped for a moment, Ash asked, “hey Phobia.” Making him pause in slowly picking out his meal. “Got time later? Wanted to ask ya something.” (end)

“Hrm? Yeah sure…” Said the Stripe as he move to sit on the side, Scrappy moving up to sit beside his creator, already noticing the signs of recalling, as Scrappy could tell the large abundance of food reminded the Stripe of his old Clan, but he noticed that Ash noticed something of his creator.

It made the mechanical wolf trying to figure out scenarios...but came back in a rerouting error due to Ash being a anomaly. Scrappy however kept a good optical eye on his creator who slowly ate his meal.

After a rather filling meal, and everyone eventually going off to their own places to work, rest or finish up some things, did Phobia look for Ash. Mostly to find out what she wanted to ask. Scrappy was by his side of course, even if neither knew where the feline was at the moment. It took asking one of the golems, but once that was done, they headed for the training room where she supposedly was.

Thankfully, Ash was still there, though both found themselves watching her go through a few slow practice swings of a normal wooden stick. Not her common steel one, just a normal wooden pole. She went about swinging it bit by bit, before stopping and looking at him. Smiling, she said, “Ah, there you are.” Spinning and soon planting it down to lean on it. “Hope you don’t mind me askin’ something. Just felt like chatting.” (end)

“Chatting.” Stated Phobia with a questionable look as he look around the training room and remarked. “You sure about that? It’s almost like you ask me to come by is to ‘spar’ and by spar I mean you able to kick my ass in a place like this.” (Done)

Grinning now, Ash said, “I said nothing about sparing.” Shaking her head as she did, “but if you want, I did get a few extra sticks we can whack eachother with.” (End)

“You mean you whack me with.” Snort out Phobia as he told. “We both know that if I spar with you, you're gonna win a lot. Stripes aren’t frontal fighters like you Hernos are.” (Done)

“Then this will be a new experience.” Told Ash with a smile. “Come on, don’t be a spoilsport. Here, I’ll even take it extra easy on you!” Walking over to get one of those spare sticks and spin it in her hand while holding it out. (End)

Rolling his eyes, he told. “Fine…” then some grinned out. “only because this might be of use in the future. Scrappy stay by the side.” The mechanical wolf moving by the side on his haunches as Phobia took the stick, moving it in his hands as it showed he had no experience with Staffs with how he was holding it. (Done)

Not that Ash corrected him. She took a easy stance and said, “well, could be useful. But that’s only the case if you know how to use it.” Slinging the staff over her shoulders and hanging her arms around it, the feine looked the image of being completely open while she went on. “Anyways… I wanted to ask how you’ve been doing.” (end)

“Oh, been thinking of things.” Told the Stripe as he he tired to hold the weapon correctly as he attempted to hit her side. “Thinking on melting down those scraps, start building more golems, been thinking on the new ones, or ones with different purpose with different builds. Even more with the large hauls we got from those ships.”

Then snorted as she dodge the hit as he pull the staff back as he went on. “Reverse engineering the stainless steel is...tricky. Especially since I rarely acquire such metals.” (Done)

“Mmmhmmm…” Hummed out the herno while once more making a easy dodge to the side. “That much I get… but I kinda want to know what’s got you all tense…” Pausing to say in thought, “also… have you been checking out Najat and I?” Going on with a slightly joking tone, “I mean, I get we’re a couple of attractive girls on a ship with slim pickings, but I don’t think Najat’s interested.” Ducking under a swiping stick. Lifting her head, she said innocently, “What?” (End)

Snorting, he told. “I know she isn’t intrest in me, considering she wants me dead still.” Then told on. “Not to mention...yeah I’ve been checking out, mostly due to fighting styles.” Told Phobia as he told on. “Most Stripes aren’t...flexible like Hernos are. It’s a unique sight.” Then made another attempted hit and told. “And I’m not tense. Just got a lot to think over.” (Done)

“Which is making you tense.” Nodded Ash in certainty, backing up before shifting around her arms to have one hold the staff in place, and the other to be brought before her face, finger on her lower lip. With a cutesy gaze and a slight pout that had the strip hesitating, Ash ask, “and what’s wrong? You don’t find us cute or pretty?” Giving him that innocent kitten like look. (end)

He narrow his eyes and snort, making a quick jab as he told while she turned around the hit. “I’m not saying a thing.”

Scrappy analyze this over as he was considering on telling, mostly due to Ash being...beneficial for once to get his creator to talk. Plus with no one else in the room, he consider this action to be logical. As he spoke. “My creator stress levels has been raising high at 63% percent than normal. As for attractiveness, My creator is indeed attracted to your forms, due to ‘kitten’ like features.”

Phobia gave a glare to his companion as Scrappy spoke. “For once in this circumstances, Ash is proving to be beneficial to you, and wishing to you to talk of things. Without the other's to hear, therefore this course of action is logical.” (Done)

“And unlike Najat who’d slap you silly, I won’t mind if you comment on my rear or chest much.” Added in Ash with a smile. “I’m not nearly as touchy as she is. But then again, you were thinking of raping her, so I think she has a good reason to feel the way she does.”

Shrugging her one relaxed hand, the feline went on, “and I figured as much. Guys don’t just come by and ‘observe’ two girls working out just for admiration alone. You found it appealing to see us work out and get a good looksy.” Then tutted, “how naughty.” Giggling as she moved away from a few more jabs and swipes.

Laughing some, Ash said, “This is what I’m talking about, loosen up, Crazy. You’re stressing over things too much, it’s not good for you.” Stopping for a moment and saying, “but it’s not like I can blame you on looking. Najat is pretty hot, and I’m not too bad looking.” Then added while pivoting on her paw to let another strike pass her. “Well, I guess I sort of lost a few points of being attractive to at least most in the holds for being Demon Touch. That’s a turnoff for some.” (end)

Snorting, Phobia told flatly. “If you were in the Isles, you would be having a lot of Stripes looking at you, maybe a couple of Spotted to. Dunno if they’ll start coming up to you. But you will be having potential suitors within maybe a few months.” (Done)

Giving a slight snortal to that, Ash finally used her staff, spinning it and planting it to the floor to block and stop a incoming swipe. She leaned on the stick and told, “if that happens, it’ll be too soon.” Then half laughed to him, “And it’d probably be called off before the month’s up-- I don’t make the best of brides.” (end)

Laughing, he told. “I don’t know what Hernos expect for brides, but I do know that Stripes would be intrest of your unorthodox ways, and the Spotted would be interested because your strong. I can see a few Stripe even starting courtships to gain your favor.” Giving a low hyena laugh as he recalled a bit.

“By the Markings, I can see them wanting your favor of interest and attention.” (Done)

Smiling, Ash said, “I’m a hard girl to impress.” Watching phobia relax in place some and forgetting about the spar. She too, didn’t bother to attack, only lean on her staff and tell, “anyways… Herno’s have this very strict tradition when it comes to us women. I’m what they consider ‘overly wild and unruly’.” Flicking a hand to the side to explain, “a wife and bride is expected to lay down arms and be the perfect wife. We are expected to cook, clean, watch the house, manage the house, have plenty of kids and raise said kids, teach them-- all the stuff a domestic wife is expected of… Oh, right, and please our husbands, comfort them and all that.” Rolling her eyes at the last bit. “The guys? Well, they are expected to provide for the house, defend the house, be the main arm force, they’re more or less incharge… not that’s a bad thing, but the dynamics are pretty tight in a Herno village.” (end)

Snorting when he heard this, Phobia informed. “Oh, they would definitely hate Stripes even more. Stripes are more lax in some regards, some Clans have the female still working if they want. Stripes are more equal work sort of thing.” Leaning on his staff as he rolled his right limb in a circle.

“Both are expected to help clean, cook, scavenge, watch the pups as Stripe Clans help each other. Help another member of the clan if someone need to watch pups, or help gather food or scavage…” thinking more in the past as he spoke on. “Stripes are like….one big family with a Clan head, knit together as one big bond…” (Done)

“Yeah, Herno’s and Kitsune are the same.” Spoke Ash much to Phobia’s attention. “I mean, it might be different… Kitsue have their own traditions, and each Herno clan has their own unique set of traditions… but there’s a shared respect in the Clan, depending on your honor.”

She looked to him and went on, “I mean, for example, when Najat was your slave? The clan would fight tooth and nail to get her back.” Then went on, “sure she’s the heiress… but it doesn't have much to do with that. More with the honor Najat brings o her family, and in turn her Clan, her village. She means more than just some next-in-line leader. She’s also someone that the cubs aspire to follow, you know? Not everyone can be as strong as Najat is, or as her pop or his pals in the Council.”

Chuckling, Ash rolled her eyes. “I know you see her cold and unbearable. But in the Village, Najat is like royalty. Herno’s respect her. They follow her. They listen to her. Even more, they willingly serve her because they know she will serve them in turn.” Which made the stripe become confused in a sense. (End)

“Serve?” Spoke the madman as he furrow his brows in thought as he said. “Almost remind me of what those Lions talk about…with their whole duty thing, especially those Red-manes.” (Done)

Giggling, Ash asked, “what? You thought Najat just sat on a nice cushy pillow and told everyone what to do while she got to have a comfy seat and do only moderate work?” Then shook her head. “She’s expected to serve the entire village once she is given the chance to be the Clan Head. To see to all troubles, to train the best warriors, to defend our home and every single life in it, as the whole village is her responsibility.” Tilting her head to the side and going on. “Need new trade stuff? Ask Najat. Need to find more food for the village? Ask Najat. Need to help discipline a few knuckleheads? Get Najat.” Then grinned, “it’s like being a single parent, but to a slightly more bigger house.” (end)

Thinking over that, Phobia admitally thought she was on a cushy seat...and made him thought a bit when he would rule his empire. Hrm...do more work in being informed on all requests...might be stressful, but will pay out in the long run. thought Phobia as he shook his head a bit.

Putting those thoughts on the side as he told. “That’s...far different than what Stripes do...really different.” Then remarked. “I will say this though...one thing that’s similar between Stripe and Herno? Is that our Clans would fight tooth and nail if one of ours were taken.” Then snort.

“Even those muscles bounds Spotted would’ve fought with us if theirs were taken too.” (Done)

Nodding, he heard Ash say with a tone he did not expect from her. “There is no honor is abandoning your clansmen.” Sounding crisp, serene, calm and almost firm. Nowhere near as cold and snooty as Najat, but there was a similar feel to it. But it was gone when the brown feline once more smiled. “We do what we can, when we can. I might be exile and got no obligations to the Clan… but Najat is still family to me, and that’s all that matters.” Then grinned, “and best thing of being exiled? I could go after Najat even if the Clan-head said no ‘too dangerous a trip’.” (end)

A slight smile rose on his face, as he...recalled something. A old memory of sorts as he lean more on his staff as he said. “Yeah…” however as if it was passing, it turned into a scowl as he told. “Good spar…” then told. “If yo excuse me, I got work.” Quickly Moving the staff to the side to walk out.

As Ash lazily watch from her place, Scrappy intentionally waited behind as he was analyzing the entire thing. As he soon spoke. “There has been a decrease of stress by 5% of my creator. I’ve noted that there has been a decrease of tense by 13% of body form.” (Done)

Chuckling, Ash said, “give it time. It’ll get better.” Then shooed off with a hand, “better go and keep up, he might beat you to wherever he needs to go.” (End)

He was oddly silent as Scrappy inform. “Phobia will be forcing old memories back. The talks of Clans and comparison brought bittersweet memories.” (Done)

GEtting into stance and once more doing some practice swings, Ash said in a oddly relaxed tone, “Phobia can run all he likes. But he won’t escape who he is.” (End)

Scrappy was silent once more, as he got on his paws, Quickly Moving after the Stripe as the mechanical beast began to run a scenario he...he didn’t like to run, but had to for Phobia sake. Running scenario with variables. After being exiled, and being forced out of Clan, creator has started to decline in stability. Due to social lack of trusted Clan members or bare trust of other's. Add in being reminded of Clan with Najat and Ash…

there is the additional variable of increase of tense and stress, with the increase of The Decaying Stripe Clan syndrome...conclusion: if creator runs through course without another to feel attached of Clan beside this unit...57% possibility will take own life as Stripe are unable to handle without being in Clan.

Scrappy was not liking this scenario...but it was becoming more of a possibility due to Najat and Ash entering in the ship again. As well with how the Stripe was reminded…

Scrappy must find a solution before this scenario becomes reality. (Done)

There was no course set in mind after they left Baltimare, and while there were plans to visit the village home of Book, Phobia wanted to get some work done. In question, finding any trouble they could attack and take their stuff for all they were worth. It was a slightly boring trip with the ship going about the edges of Equestria for any hints of trouble-- but it seemed that the Equestrian border patrols were just too… efficient at their jobs in repelling possible attackers.

Either that or the trouble had long since left. Either way, it left a Striped to feel irritated at the lack of new scrap to gain. Though Nowa kept a slightly optimistic view and kept on the long arcing course for the small village town, skimming along the fringes of the border for any hints of pirates, slavers or maybe grounded bandits.

It happen to be a perfect time, in Ash’s mind, for that little get-together she figured for. While she would of hoped for Nowa, the mare was busy and definitely refused to leave her post. So, Ash and Najat were the only ones to reach the library and take their seats, waiting for Book to finish her work before she herself seated.

It was Najat to be the first to speak with, “I will say now, Book-san. I am pleasantly surprised you chose to take ahold of your life and truly make a choice in making your own life and not be simply told how to live it.” (end)

Giggling a bit behind a hoof, she motioned to Ash. “Ash helped a bit in that area.” Then told on. “As well as talking to that noble...I figure that now might be a good time to consider my options fully.” Then soon added with a smile. “But, I still want to stick around Sieg, since he helped enforce my own choice on the matter.” (Done)

Brow lifted, Najat spoke, “I was told you harbor feelings for his person?” Giving a glance to Ash who was more than happy to just sit and listen for moment. But it was hard to tell how long that might last. (End)

“Oh yes.” Then admit as she brush her mane some. “Sure I’ve been around him for...nearly 5 months. But he’s actually charming. Considerate even.” Then added with a small laugh. “Even more he’s more thoughtful, even more for a changeling at his age.” (Done)

Giving a subtle nod, Najat soon question, “so do you plan to consummate such feelings in turn and fully commit to them?” For a moment making Book take a moment to work through all the words tossed out.

Ash was the one to helpfully ask, “Translation: You plan to marry him soon?” (End)

There was a light blush on her face as she thought on it and spoke in shyness. “Well...yes...sorta…” shifting a bit as she admit. “But it won’t...be like normal marriages, since we can’t do it pony style….or whatever Changelings have for marriage.” (Done)

Staring to this for a while, Najat seemed to ask, “you wish to Elope with him?” A touch of disapproval there before getting a light whack on the shoulder by Ash.

“You don’t need to make it sound so bad.” Chuckled out Ash before looking to Book. “But Najat does have a good question if you plan to do the deed. It’s a pretty big step to take.” (end)

Nodding, Book Admit. “It is...but I’m willing to take it, since I trust him fully.” Then added to Najat. “And we aren’t eloping per say...but some ponies aren’t going to take lightly with Sieg being a changeling...especially from what we heard on what happen around here.”

While Najat gave a slight nod to this, Ash asked, “why not take your time before actually committing?” Going on with a rolling hand, “I mean… sure, you’re feeling something for him, but there’s no reason to rush it.” Then lifted a finger with, “You’ve known him for 4 months. That’s a pretty short time. All you really have is that he’s nice and considerate. But seeing as we’ve heard chanligns can feed or sense emotions… well, those things could be a given due to his nature.”

Hearing and understanding where Ash was going, Najat nodded firmly. “While Herno’s do not have much in the way of ‘marriage by love’, seeing as that is a delicate subject in itself, we do have a time of waiting.” Seeming to evaluate the unicorn mare, she continued. “You do not have to wait years or even a decade like we do. But waiting would be advised. At the very least, to allow for myself and Ash to help you prepare.”

Nodding, Ash took a moment to blink and asked, “wait, prepare?” Then looked to Najat asking, “are you saying… we should get to telling her all about the wife-stuff and childbearing….”

“If she wishes to marry Sieg, she will need a form of preparation.” Najat told firmly to her friend. “She does not need to know every herno tradition of being a wife, but she was but a foal when taken from her home. Her mother never taught her the finer points of life nore how to be a proper spouse when the time came.” (end)

Rubbing a hoof on her leg, she glance to the side as she said. “Yeah...Najat...is right on that. I know some things, maybe a couple of skills while I was taught as a slave...but nothing wife like…”

Not to mention that Sieg would also try to help her learn things…although sadly not much due to his duties. (Done)

Sighing to this, Ash thought it over and told, “alright, it’s better than letting you hang with no support.” Then nodded and smiled, “we’ll be sure to teach you the finer points.” Then added, “but you might want to listen to Najat the most. I never made a good bride.”

Eyeing her friend, Najat agreed, “no. She never has. Knows all the needed skills to be a wife, yet her manners of keeping a fiance have been… vexing to most men.” Then turned her eyes to Book. “I will be sure to teach you some edicate. Perhaps more of the Herno’s traditional manners and ways, if you so wish.” (End)

Book giggled a bit, as she said to Najat. “I would...like to learn on how to be a wife…” then thought in her mind as she soon confessed. “Not to mention I’ve been thinking with Sieg...that we could ask Herr Phobia to marry us when it happens?”

Glancing up to them as she said. “Sieg told me that in his...Hive? Family?” Shaking her head she soon told on. “Anyways, he said that the head of the group would marry off...and Herr Phobia is technically our head of the group.” (Done)

While Najat hardly looked pleased to this line of thought, Ash scratched her chin and said, “eeeehh…. I’m not sure how qualified Phobia is on marrying two people in union. It’s kinda… of a big deal really.” Then looked to the mare adding, “it might be a good idea to wait on the marriage. Phobia might toss in something extra because of… reasons…” (end)

Furrowing her brows, Book Said. “Really?” Then thought on it as she said in nativity. “Well...Herr Phobia never mention much on how Stripes work on their marrying off things…” (Done)

“Exactly.” Ash hooked on, “Marriage ceremonies are a real big deal for anyone. I mean, you’re promising to be by this guy’s side through thick and thin and telling him you’re willing to take, have and birth his kids!” Then shook her head, “let’s not forget about raising said kids if you both want them.” Pointing to Book, Ash told, “you need to know what Phobia would even do if you had him marry you two. If he’s okay with it, he might do something you don’t expect-- like consummate before the assembly to show it’s a done deal!”

While Book didn’t understand this, Najat gave a slight cough into her hand and said, “in some places, after marriage the couple consummate sex before a assembly of witnesses to prove they have indeed become one.” (end)

Scrunching her face, Book Told. “I don’t really think he would do that….even more since Herr Phobia would rather me and Sieg Are in privacy.” Then Said with a slight nod.

“But...I understand on what your saying.” Then soon added as she glance to the side. “Not to mention….I’m worried on my mom...I know I want to visit her and the villagers...but she…” (Done)

“That’s a whole different can of worms.” Ash nodded with crossed arms. “And we don’t blame you. She might not give her consent at all and disapprove.” then go on, “Or she’ll say yes after giving Sieg a look over. Can’t be sure until you meet her.”

Thinking some, Najat admitted, “normally, the consent of our parents is a very large part before our marriages. We must have the approval of our parents before even being allowed to court our chosen spouse for a period of time.” Looking to Book, Najat told, “though I believe in this case, there can be a form of exception. You and her have not seen the other for well over 12 years. You are now a mare, one that is lacking in life skills, but still a mare with her own life now.” (End)

She slightly nodded, and soon Said. “Yeah…But she might be...wanting me to stay close and never leave...she lost me once...she might not want me to leave again.” (Done)

“Then you will have to make a choice.” Najat spoke with a certain edge of seriousness. “It may be wise to stay for a time. But after that, you will have to tell her of what you have chosen to do, and stick by it.” (End)

Nodding some, Book knew that while she wanted to spend time with her mom...she also knew that she couldn’t stay, even more with Sieg duties with this ship. As well as her thoughts that she doubt she could stay in the village anymore. (Done)

Watching the mare for a moment, Ash said, “It’s a lot to think about, I know the feeling.” Both females turning their eyes to Ash. “Even more knowing your mom is waiting for you there and… well, misses you, probably still wondering every day if you’re even alive.”

Turning her head down and looking to her lap, Ash said, “it hurts to think about. Even more when you know you have to say you have to leave, and thinking about it just mkes you want to stay to not hurt them…” Looking up to Book, Ash told, “but if they insist… just remind them that you’e not gone… just out of sight.” Smiling a bit more, the feline told, “you’re a adult now. One that just wanted to see her mom and let her know, you’re ok.” (End)

Giving a slight nod, she knew she would make a hard choice in either leaving or staying. She knew it would hurt her and her mom in one way or another. She thought to theses things and knew if she thought more, she would feel more down.

She decided to change the topic as she asked. “What do most wives do? Beside cook, clean, and tend to the home?” (Done)

Looking to the other, Najat and Ash seemed to share a ‘look’ that Book could not understand before Ash turned to inform, “really it just boils down to being your husband’s other half and make a certain kind of whole.” Pausing for a moment to think of a way to properly describe it. “Your life changes in responsibility. You can still do what you like, but you’ll have to compromise with him on things. Room arrangements, tastes in food, knowing what your other is going to need, supporting them in sickness, health, or in just tedious work.”

Nodding, Najat affirmed, “it is like most anything in life, Book-san. Only in this regard, you will have another to lean on when things become difficult. Your role, will greatly depend on what you and he agree on. We herno have not this trouble, due to tradition dictating our roles long before marriage is done. Simplifying the situation for us all.” (end)

“Well…” slowly started off the mare as she tried to joke. “at least I know he’s simple since he’s all military like. Even more he’s used to tedious work.” (Done)

Nodding, Najat spoke, “then you may benefit from herno teachings concerning wives, Book-san.” Straightening up a bit more to say, “the men of our village take on the much more practical approach. The warriors mold much more commonly and the task of heavy labor jobs. We women often take on the domestic work, and seeing as Sieg is military, or warrior, his main role is to take care of you, is it not?” Getting a nod from the mare. “So, in this case, you may benefit from the domesticated roles we herno women take. Being a former slave, some of the teachings drilled to you can be molded into something more efficient and useful for yourself.” (End)

She consider that and knew Najat was right, since she was a former slave, she was taught how to be subservient and domestic. So learning more of the domestics lifestyle...could help her and Sieg.

Especially more since that’s what she know best, beside doing library work. (Done)

Seeing as the mare was taking her words into great consideration, Najat added, “if you so choose, I would also teach you some traditions that may also make your life as a wife simpler, possibly even saffer in some situations.” Which was a interesting note. “One of which, being a voice of reason if need be. The voice of comfort. Or gaining a level of modesty.” Looking down at the mare’s body in particular to that part. “While ponies never have had need of it, the later is something to consider into mind.”

“I doubt that’ll improve her life.” Began Ash, “but it would be saffer.” Turning to Book to tell, “by pony standards, I think you might not be half bad looking. So wearing modest cloths might help keep off guys wanting to eye you.” (end)

Glancing over herself, Book asked in slight surprise. “I’m not bad looking?” Looking over her slight petite form as she said with a scrunch face. “I don’t see it. I’m smaller than most mares.” (Done)

“My chest is a bit flatter and my butt isn’t that round.” Ash spoke in, “doesn't stop a guy from eyeing both places and get a few ideas, Book.” Tail flicking a bit and going on, “Najat in comparison is like, hot. A real smoking pick for most guys, but I still would be a good second pick because I got a good toned stomach, nice legs and can still probably seem like a good lay.”

Pointing to the unicorn, Ash said, “you might be ‘smaller’ than most mares, but you’re not out of shape. You have a court of innocent look to you and maybe be seen as cute.” Then crossed her arms, telling. “To some guys, you’re a nice target. Even more when you can be a little gullible at times, making you a even bigger target to real pieces of work.”

“Ash-chan is correct.” Najat agreed. “When it comes to males as a whole, a good female that looks attractive enough or even vulnerable is often targeted for their own perverted wants. Sometimes harassed to an extent. You may not see it, but we assure you, the males do. All females can benefit from modesty when wishing to keep less attention on their bodies.” (end)

Thinking a bit...Book admitted with a sheepish look. “That...would explain a lot on why Sieg kept me close to him and him always on guard while we were out.” (Done)

Nodding, Ash told with crossed arms, “we wear robes and kimonos for more than just style, tradition or practicality Book. It also helps keep guys from letting their eyes wander to places they really shouldn’t wander.” Then thought on to admit, “sure… it doesn't stop all the looks, but they can’t ogal at you as much if there’s something in the way.” (End)

Thinking some, she asked in curiosity. “It does?” Then though on in herself wearing a kimono as she asked on. “Is there even a place where we can grab pony sized kimonos?” (Done)

“I am certain there are taylors and seamstresses within each town and village.” Najat spoke with certainty. “And for your case? We would suggest a dress, as kimonos are uncommon in Equestrian lands. They are a style more practiced in the Holds rather than here.” (end)

Humming some, she said. “I never worn a dress..well, beside the one Sieg found me in, but that wasn’t really a dress…” then tilt her head in thought as she said. “It would be weird to wear dresses all of a sudden, since I never really worn anything beside a collar before…” (Done)

Chuckling, Ash assured, “you don’t have to wear it all the time. The point is to wear it at least in public or places where there are strangers-- more to point, strange guys you don’t know.” Then motioned around, “here in the ship, or maybe just in your room with only Sieg around to drool over your body? It’s fine to probably not bother with one.” (End)

Giggling, she joked. “I think Sieg wouldn’t drool over me, unless he was asleep.” (Done)

Clearing her voice, Najat said, “I believe what my friend means by that, is that when you wear a dress more often? It will be all the greater or even intimate action to your husband that he is the only one you allow to see you bare of any cloths.” (End)

“Ooooh, you mean like with Spur and her clothings, or those other ponies in the Terror Fangs.” Nodded Book as she went on. “Or like those prissy ponies in Canterlot with upwards noses in the air.” (Done)

Both Najat and Ash shared a look with the later herno saying, “actually, I’m pretty sure those ponies are wearing it for stylish reasons.” Getting Book to blink. “For them to be modest, they have to be in a way that gets less attention on yourself. Not to highlight your butt or you eyes too much-- make you still look pretty, but not flaunt the fact you’re available or hot to look at.”

Nodding quickly to this, Najat said, “take myself and Ash-chan as examples. Our robes are simple in make, and are fairly bland. They are thick enough to help hide our feminine features, but not enough so to completely tell otherwise.” To a point, Najat breathed in and asked, “do you recall when I had to… wear that very tight bodysuit, Book-San?” (end)

Nodding a bit, she said. “I do...and I think I get it...somewhat.” Then rap her chin in thought and asked. “So the robes hide your bodies, but not too much? Having a sorta...means to be modest, but looking a bit attractive at the same time?” (Done)

Nodding, Najat stood up and rotated, allowing Book to see over the feline’s body. Which, there wasn’t much to be said about it as the robes helps the female have a sort of dignified air about herself. Stopping to stand looking at Book, Najat said, “if you were to compare this to my bodysuite, you would know that my breasts would be much more pronounced than they are in my current wear.”

While it was a little demeaning, Najat took comfort in the fact they were all female and they were doing this in private. So it was with less hesitance she half turned and ran her hands over her bust, which didn’t look too impressive. Like before. “In the suite, my breasts were always on show in fullness, and in a manner one could simply grab each without trouble. But in this? I can slightly bind them down comfortable, but also keep them from showing too much.”

Standing up, Ash moved and patted at her more thicker robes, showing where her thin and lean belly was under it all. “My robes hang a bit, making me not look nearly as thin as I really am.” Then turned a bit and patted at her back, “also does the same for my back, hangs a bit over and makes my butt less noticeable by guys.” (end)

Thinking over it, she recalled when Najat was in the body suit? There was every curve shown. With the robes? There were curves, but not much. It sorta help that the cloth was bulky than the bodysuit.

Book Nodded more in understanding, as she said. “I think it get it more now.” (Done)

Both herno’s nodding, they sat back down again. Najat was the one to tell, “this is important to an extent, Book-san. At times, it will keep males from looking at you lustfully and place Sieg-san’s mind at ease some. But, it also helps relay the message, that you are not available to any other.”

“The bodysuit Najat was forced to wear?” Asked Ash, “that was just begging for a guy to come over and start eyeing her and asking for some fun.” Getting a slight glare from Najat, though Ash pointed out, “hey, you told me you felt like you were forced into cloths fit for whores and sluts. I’m just saying.” Making Book blink at the white herno. (end)

“I thought the bodysuit was just to show more while covering you.” Admit Book, never really seeing much bodysuits before, even more since those weren’t common in Arabia. (Done)

Keeping the blush under control, Najat spoke, “I might as well have been wearing thin see through clothes or mere rags. The meaning remained all the same, and to Phobia-teme, I was nothing more than a toy of pleasure and potential sex for his sick wishes.”

“Aka, it would kinda be like having a guy wanting to use you for your body and not care if it hurts you.” Ash seemed to helpfully translate. (End)

Lowering her head down, she thought and soon Said. “Like when I was just a slave to be given to another before Sieg took me…” recalling that diamond dog from the auction and shivering as she recalled that expression he held.

Shifting a bit, she was more glad Sieg took her before anyone else did. She was silent a bit longer as she let out a sigh and look up as she finally spoke. “I’m even more glad now that it was Sieg who bought me and not that diamond dog...I doubt i would be okay with how he looked at me.” (Done)

“Then you know how I felt every time I was looked on by Phobia-teme.” Najat spoke in a slight noting. “To see that gaze of lust that only sees your body as a place of their own wants and pleasures. It is not a pleasant feeling to have, is it?” Then let out a easy sigh. “More of a self disgust and revulsion knowing it would violate you.” (End)

Silently nodding...she soon asked. “If That Ophenu Told you to come on this ship...did he mention how long you had to stay along?” (Done)

Both hernos once more traded a look. One that was quite and long, with Ash giving a small shrug and Najat sighing. Looking to Book, Najat said, “we do not know.” Then paused for a long while. “Really, it was Ash-chan that needed to come. I came on my own violation due to how my Clan acts towards her, and to be sure she was safe from what the madman may do to her.” (End)

“Or...what that demoness chasing after Ash would do?” Asked Book as she said. “I don’t know how scary she is...but I heard from Sieg that Kan told that Tyra was desperate, like…” thinking of a good way to explain it. “Like If Herr Phobia was willing to destroy anything in his path if someone took Scrappy from him.” Then added. “But I think it might be worse than what Herr Phobia could do.” (Done)

“We don’t know the full extent.” Najat admitted. “But if what the Opnehu monk said was true? Than the loss of the holds would be the start of a very long and trying time.”

Adding to this, Ash said, “also? Tyra’s got some really messed up stuff in her claws. No joke. If it was still all there, I’d probably beg the whole King’s armada to give the place a good shower of cannons, and then some!” Shaking her head, Ash admitted, “I’d like to go back to the holds, and I’d prefer if Najat did too… but she made a point that if this Demon is coming for me? I’ll need some help.” Then frowned, “and best she stayed with me.”

“You would go unreasonable distances for my safety.” Najat reminded the darker cat. “My most recent enslavement only proves this fact. If the demoness ever learned of our bond, she may wish to exploit it to reach you.” (end)

Scrunching her face, Book raise a hoof and Said. “But here’s what some of us are confused...why would the Ophenu suggest Herr Phobia? Why direct you to us? Why not to Equestria with its rulers? Or farther west? Why to...well, us all?” (Done)

With a knowing tone, Najat said steadily, “the wisdom of the Opnehu is a mysterious one that is difficult to comprehend from past to future--”

“I think he was just pulling our legs.” Ash cut off, making Najat facefault slightly. “Really, that’s one reason I thought of. Another is that he just wanted to mess with us all.” Then shook her head. “Or he was just a crazy monkey that added that extra bit to the prophecy, who knows?” (End)

Having a confused face, Book shook her head as she said. “That...just…” sighing she said. “It’s so strange. It would make more sense for you two to go to Equestria with its rulers, that spirit of chaos, even them being allies to the Holds.

“It wouldn’t make sense for you two to go on…” Said Book as she thought for a moment...and asked in nativity. “Unless That was the point? Force Tyra to keep searching as this ship would follow the whims of Herr Phobia? Since Well...who could predict a mad idiot?” (Done)

“Maybe.” Ash agreed. “But, thing is, we may never know.” Shaking her head as she did… then asked, “so you plan to have kids?”

“Ash.” Began Najat before her friend continued.

“It’s a question, and one to consider. I mean, she wants to marry, and they’re going to do the deed. Better prepare for it to happen, right?” The brown herno went on, “not to mention all the extra stuff that--”

Sighing insufferably, Najat told, “perhaps before you get ahead of yourself, we should help Book-san begin the understandings of her roles as a wife.” Then looked at the mare saying, “Cooking will have to wait with the leftovers we have. So perhaps we can begin with some manners instead?” (end)

“You mean manners like common manners, how to greet your betters, or how to greet some stranger?” Asked Book with a tilt head. (Fone)

“In a sense.” Najat agreed tentatively. “We will be teaching you some basics, that do not involve our culture too heavily. So you may begin building more of a stable life for yourself down the road.”

Getting up, Ash said, “I’ll get us something to drink or snack on, this might take a while.” then told to Book, “good thing we don’t really have anything to do for today, huh?” (end)

Giggling some with a smile, Book Nodded. “Yep! The perks of waiting for something to come.” Then asked to Najat. “Do we have to do the whole silverware thing of manners? Those were always hard to pay attention.” (Done)

Losing her frostness, there was a gentle smile on Najat’s lips as she said, “I do not think you will need the same level of table manners that I was taught. But some may do you some good when visiting with another family.” Then focused her eyes on the mare and told, “but no. For now, why not we begin working on how to address others upon meeting them. I’m sure you will wish to make a proper first impression upon meeting your mother after all this time.” (end)

Book Nodded firmly to this, knowing that after so long...she had to make a good impression to her mom again. Even more with how different she was when she was just a young filly.
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