Conquest Horizon

Phobia had to admit… he should of asked for more than 10%. He sat in the cargo bay, three crates of Spices gone and ten more to sell off. Sure, he had a nice little pile equivalent to 43 gold Shillings from the sales…. But that was only 10%.

Nowa had the other 90% and was laughing to herself in utter joy of the sale. Turned out, those crates has some rare spices that were extremely hard to find in Arabia-- but a bit more common all the way in the far north. Where the Yaks lived… and only accessible by getting past said Yaks and digging through stone and ice.

It was no wonder it was so rare and valuable. But he, Sieg, Scrappy and Kan all watched as the maroon mare gleefully recount her earnings from their latest sale. The mare had a plan for them to visit another town to half-scham-half-barter to get even more gold. It was an effective business, and utterly devious on how she swindled such a goldmine from under the Griffin’s nose… a said griffin that was either dead or enslaved by gnolls by now…

The two week’s of traveling was proving to be very beneficial, even more with Nowa’s piloting to get them around swiftly. With some careful measurements to self so much Spice per crate to X mentioned town? PRofit was all that was really seen in their eyes.

Sure it was a bit boring to barter in each village, town or rarely city-- but boy did it rack in the money! (End)

Phobia couldn’t help but remarked to the navigator. “You know Nowa...I’m almost tempted to ask for a raise for a near 15-20% cut now with how much you’re swindling.” (done)

Winking and sticking out her tongue, Nowa said, “sorry, I ain’t givin’ you any redos on the deal.” Then went back to gleefully counting away, shillings clinking as she stacked them to their respective areas for copper, silver and gold. More than once they hear a feminine and happy giggle from her. (End)

Glaring at him, Kan belittle the stripe. “Stupid stripe. Next time let me do the business, since you lack such insight-- again.” already annoyed at the mare having so much than she had-- even more with such a idiotic ‘10%’. Really, it was like the stripe was begging to have his soul taken with how much he was losing on profit. She was almost tempted to null the contract to take his stupid soul, and the souls of the other's and leave!

Sure they got back up their income...but it was a meager amount compared to Nowa own, and if it wasn’t for the stripe contract specific wording and terms, she would of made Nowa soul hers at this point and exploit it. Snorting she once more belittle the stripe. “I swear mutt, it’s like you’re nothing more than the village idiot when it comes to making deals around here.” hearing his grumble and crossing his arms. (done)

Admiring a few shining and glittering gold shillings, Nowa said absently, “yeah, yeah, he’s such a silly guy….” Then waved a hoof towards them, “oh, can you make sure that two of the crates stay in storage, we don’t want to accidentally sell it all.” Which confused them somewhat. (end)

Until Kan realized and snort. “Ah yes, you’re going to be having some of the Guba-guba be used for potential healing uses too. Clever.” getting the other to blink as Kan told in simplistic. “Guba-guba is the spice’s name, but it’s use for advance healing too. Really it's how the Yaks remain sturdy for such a long time.” then motioned to Sieg and told. “Go on, and make sure we don’t sell them all.” the changeling snort, but turn to trot out as Phobia questioned.

“So, gonna get yourself a new fancy ship and crew with the amount you’re making,” then joked with a grin. “Or gonna keep around here and exploit me like the swindler you are?” (done)

Pondering this and scoping the golden coins into a sac, Nowa thought on it some more and said, “if it means I get to swim in these glittering beauties?” She smiled, “well, i’d be saying that I’ll stay to exploit as much as I can from this here ship!” Then added on to Phobia, “she’s a nice ship to. Be a shame to let just anyone fly her, she needs real respect to be flown!” (end)

“As well as a means to store your income in a safety room as no one will bother trying to steal it, due to our own various opinions and you already giving a small cut to Phobia.” input Scrappy. (done)

“Well if I’m going to be flying, I need to take care of my baby.” Making them all stop at that. The mare went on, as if not noticing, “if I’m flying her, I’m making sure she’s cared for.” Then smirked, “You think you have the coin to take care of her right, boyo?” Then laughed, “Oh no, ya need me an’ me coin now. I keep the ship flying, you do what you want.” Then waved on, “why, you can all be pirates by this point an’ I be not carin’ a single tail shake!” (end)

While the three glance, Kan decided to ask with a raised brow. “What about the stripe being a madman who’s bent on world domination and making a ‘new empire’ of sorts through any means?” (Done)

To that, Nowa asked, “now… is this all hypo-what-ical-- or you actually conquered a place?” Then paused to add, “An’ what’s my cut? I’m thinkin’ 24% of the coin you lift.” (end)

“10%. Considering you’re making a killing already from swindling other's.” told Kan. “And before you try to counter-offer, let me remind you we need most of that coin for resupplying ammunition, improving researching for our mutt, and to gain materials to craft more golems- which isn’t cheap, Nowa.” already taking the lead in this topic. She may allow the idiot to botched up the last deal, but by her pride as the fiances and a demoness, she won’t let this mortal win. (done)

Hooves up, Nowa said, “alright, alright, no need t’ get ya tail all twisted up.” Then rolled her eyes, “on takin’ a place you get the 90 and I the 10, got it, completely clear.” Then smiled, “as long the deal I got with Phob’s keeps true whenever I do my own trade and business, ‘course.” (End)

Snorting, she said flatly. “As long as you try not to raise your price, I think I can compromise for the trading deal.” then told on. “And it’s not fully hypothetical. The stripe here is planning for an invasion of sorts, the only problem is what you already noticed. Being as this is only one vessel, with idiot golems, and near to no means to take hold of the lands.”

“You’re being very mean to our intelligence.” said a grunt golem as they are moving the cargo elsewhere to store up. (done)

Looking between the two, Nowa said, “ever consider piratin’?” Then rolled a hoof with, “ship’s do vanish from time to time….” Then pointed out, “An’ would be nice to have more cargo to sell off. Never know what sort of loot ya can get.” (end)

“That, is what I am suggesting to him to gain more income.” dryly said Kan. “As the more we pirate off other ships, the more we can gain income for his wants of invasion…” then added. “However, as a word of advice, we are not going to hit at the Isles ships...mostly due to this fool.” to which Phobia snort and turn his head with cross arms. (Done)

“Righ’, sure, alright.” Nodded the maroon mare. “No ships from them Isle, got’cha.” then smirked and said, “so?, what are we watin’ fer, ya grounded lot! We got some more flyin’ to do an’ maybe a bit o’ side work in lift some weight off a ship or two.” Packing the coins away and getting them to her back before heading for her room. “Be seein’ you lot on the bridge!” (end)

As the two organics and one mechanical saw her leaving out of the area, Kan rolled her eyes and look to Phobia as she remarked. “I still don’t fully understand why you won’t hit at the Isles ships, they are utterly loaded at times.”

To which Phobia grunted out. “And know me. Sure the Golden manes won’t know of me first...but when word spread, they’re going after my ship. And while I can out fast them to the Arabia lands...they’ll be ready for me if I get near, especially with my own kind.” then told flatly. “After all, Hyenas love to hold grudges.”

Kan rolled her eyes, but didn’t dispute this, as she said. “I will see you later, I have some more finances to do…” then glance and mocked him. “Oh and if you do get yourself another slave-- try to make sure this one behaves well.” then turn to dismiss him as Phobia growl in annoyance. Scrappy moved by the stripe to rub his head on the creator leg, which made the stripe to pet the mechanical wolf as he turned to start walking to the bridge, mostly to get out of here, and maybe think a bit on where to go next.

He was partially thinking of potential pirating, as while it was tedious work...even more with how aggravating it was to be duped by Nowa? There was a potential good side to this. She won’t betray him due to him being duped, as she has an increase of funds and is compelled to her greed of money and swindling. So she will be partially loyal to him as long as she makes a profit.

Even more, he could potentially gain new ships, or parts to use the metal and wood for his works, and the cargo within said ships to allow Nowa to grab and sell. Meaning that in a sense? If they try the pirate route? They could actually make a mint until the stripe has enough forces to start his true goals. (done)

There was also the topic of what to do about Najat. Currently she was easily controlled, and a really nice girl to just have around to play with… but her attitude was not what he pictured. Sure, she was… breathtakingly beautiful and it was hard not to feel tempted around her body-- armor or not. She was hot.

But her demeanor was left to be… desired. He thought the Lion’s were stiff and snooty? Oh, this one cat blew that out of the water. She was as cold as her snow-like coat and icey eyes looked, was constantly turning her nose up to him as if he wasn’t even worth her attention-- and had this… chill about her. She was a real ice-queen in the making. And he was pretty sure she hated his guts.

Oh… and not many of the other’s liked her. Sure, Kan just got a kick at him humiliating the ‘high and mighty Herno’ due to some grudge possibly… and Nowa found it fun to poke fun at the cat for being a ‘good kitty’ to him. But even those two got a little annoyed with how Najat could have a ‘better than thou’ air and tone about her. Sieg could barely approach her due to how many foul moods she got in, and even Book-- innocently naive BOOK, could be nervous and hesitant around the cat! (End)

And Book is an utter ditz at times! thought the stripe as part of him was debating on limiting the herno attitude with an order, but he knew if he did that, then he might lose potential uses of her fighting...or from what he gathered from Kan, which could happen. Another part of him was debating on selling her to the highest bidder…

But part of him frown at that. Mostly because of her being a bargain chip to Ash. Really that was probably the reason why he kept her around. To be used for Ash if they found her. Granted Ash may kill him if she found out he grope and humiliated Najat...but he could also bargain Najat to her and let them deal with it-- and get a potential deal of dealing with Tyra with the two of them…

Then again they could just kill him and everyone here once that collar was off...or Ash could do it single handedly.

Really his options with Najat was starting to look limited now. (done)

And this all hinged on IF they find Ash. So far, they had not found a hint of the Herno even being here. Even after following the apparent directions of a Opnehu that seemed sure that they would find Ash here. But it’s been a month since then. Three-- or over three full weeks! And yet no sign of the Demon Touched.

But he will admit, the possibly bananas monkey really did help them out. Getting Nowa, her flying the ship, getting really rare spices, getting lots of income and finding out said spice was a great healing item? Well, Najat could possibly added to that list too. Sure her attitude wasn’t great-- but boy, was her body something to look at and feel. (end)

And if he was admitting to it? He was...having an utter power thrill, maybe a high of utter control of being able to command Najat to do whatever he wishes. It was almost like controlling the golems, but it was...so much more. Like he was the ruler he dreamt to be. However...if only her attitude wasn’t so horrible, he might have enjoyed it more. And that made him think a bit…

Hrm...maybe that's why she had the ‘do not speak unless spoken to’ vibe. thought over Phobia as he passes through a hall and was partially thinking on why kept her around beside touching her and looking? Sure there were...passing thoughts of taking full advantage of her...but the only reason he hesitant on that, is due to her being a clan heiress, and something to barter with her clan in the future, as well as keeping her ‘pure’...

Which made him consider...was she even pure at this point? A virgin at all? It made him consider that as it would be something he asked when he had a moment with Najat. As he entered the bridge and sat down in his seat, the mechanical wolf sitting by his creator side as Scrappy glance up and asked.

“Are you thinking of something, Phobia?” it made the stripe get pulled out of his thoughts as he said.

“Oh...just thinking of Najat and her uses...and being a bargaining chip…” then rolled a hand. “Really, I’ve been trying to figure out what to do with her beside eye-candy and a trainer for the golems once I figure out how to make them better.”

Scrappy could already tell his creator, despite having total control over the female, was holding back due to future usefulness. He knew that Phobia desire her body, and wish to do more, but held back due to potential use with either Ash, her friend, or her Clan as a clan heiress. Which means that his creator desires were halted for fully using her beside being a bodyguard.

Therefore logically, his creator should have another to use for his needs as he suggested. “Perhaps we could purchase a better slave for you, due to Najat being a potential tool for future uses, Phobia?” as Phobia soon questioned.

“But is there going to be one that's a good of a catch as Najat? I could always order her to be silent and she’s...admitally hot.” the mechanical wolf thought over that as it was true that with Najat being a equelievent to a princess to be subservient. However Scrappy also knew that his creator desire release, as if he took the female, he could gain pleasure and enjoy her body-- but denied it to be a bargaining chip…

Scrappy soon discover that the same pros became the same cons as Najat was a form of paradox of usefulness. As Scrappy then said. “Negative, she is a ‘good catch’. However, as a precaution, it might be best to gain another slave for your needs if she might be needed as a bargaining chip for future uses. I cannot make the correct assessment, due to Najat being a...paradox of sorts.” (done)

“What about miss-prissy?” Asked Nowa while trotting her way in and taking her place at the wheel. “Is she being a bitch again?” Having a smile in place while saying this. “I swear, that cat be the most stubbornest thing I’ve ever laid eyes on. Should just roll over and accept she ain’t goin’ no place.” (End)

“We were discussing her usefulness as a potential bargaining chip. However she is attractive to my creator, and could be used for his desires. However she is also useful for a potential need with her people if we pass by them and use her as a bargaining chip. My creator is currently with a paradox with Najat, as the cons of her being his, is also technically the pros of being his. I cannot make a correct assessment of her, due to her potential usefulness altogether.” (done)

Snorting a bit in amusement while getting the ship to lift off and begin to sail in the sky, Nowa said, “ya can’t decide to keep her untouched as a bit of blackmail, or just bend her over and tap that plump ass of hers to make her your real bitch?” Rolling her eyes, she said, “listen here hon, if she’s so great, just keep her. Nothing’s stoppin’ ya, am I right?” Then went on, “I mean, it’s not like her kind know where she is. She’s, what? From the Holds. Pretty far from home to be found in the wide sands.” (end)

Grumbling, Phobia added in. “Yeah well, lets not forget a friend of hers, who’s a very powerful mage to the point of who knows what-- that could kill me and everyone on this ship if she finds out her friend was my ‘real bitch’ and found out I own her.” then rolled his eyes. “And did I forget to mention that this same mage, is also strong enough to make demons pissed scared of her if she decides to fight?” (done)

Glancing back for a scant moment, Nowa said, “Boyo, are ya stupid or what?” Then looked on back ahead to tell with no concern, “if the gal is besties with this mage, just order the prissy cat to kill herself if you were to die, or be at your defense. Or somthin’! That mage can’ do much in hurting you if her friend’s life on the line.” (End)

Pausing for a moment...Phobia remarked. “Huh...going down with the ship villain style...not a bad idea.” (done)

Laughing at that, Nowa said, “Loyalty is a strong thing, hon. And let me tell ya, as great as it is, makes keepin’ people like that mage from doing you in. Probably could get her to do all sorts of stuff if it meant to keep Najat alive.” (end)

“And...a potential stronger bargaining chip in the long run. I could order her to kill herself if Ash so much use a spell on any of us…” chuckling as he thought more to it. As Scrappy analyze with this...and found the logic to be sound. Really, if Ash did a single thing to his creator, or any of them?

Najat could be order to kill herself. Yes the feline might willingly do that without being ordered to in restoring her honor...but to see a friend die before her eyes and knew it was by her hand that Najat died? He may not understand honor...but he did understand loyalty. However he did asked.

“Phobia, if you do use Najat in any means, do you still desire another slave to be more subservient?”

Raising a brow as he looked down and asked. “What is with you and making sure I have another slave, Scrappy?”

“By having another slave, you could easily ease your needs while Najat is currently bodyguarding you, or is training the golems once they have been designed to learn. Not to mention give you a moral boost that Najat will not give with her cold nature.” (done)

“Less ya tell her to!” Laughed out the mare. “Can’t refuse an’ order, right?” (End)

Tilting his head, Scrappy spoke. “Perhaps, however with another slave, she could also be used to warm Phobia bed, as with the other slaves, we could use Najat for better use if needing to rest from other activities.” (done)

“Just an’ order~” Sang out Nowa in amusement. (End)

Looking at Scrappy, Phobia asked. “She makes a good point, Scrappy, why are you insisted on this?”

“I am merely seeing this in a logical state, and am considering alternative backup plans if there is an issue with Najat.” then added. “Plus, I hate that bitchy cat for making you feel down and do not wish for you to suffer her glare.” as Nowa was barking out in laughter and half hanging on the wheel as Phobia chuckle a bit at Scrappy new found dislike cats now. (done)

This lasted for a while until the mare eventually calmed up and sighed out, “Oh… oh I needed that.” Letting out a final chuckle. “Wow. She must be real bitchy t’ make even a golem with no feelin’s hate her.”

With a large smile in place, Nowa continued to fly without much else on her mind but maybe a rerun of what the golem-wolf said. It put her in possibly an even better mood after getting so much money to boot! It was a really good day. It would of been better if one thing didn’t come up. That being a light at a nearby console blinking.

With a blink of her own eyes, Nowa reached down and took the oddly cut gemstone with a metal box and an attached wire into hoof before asking, “What’s the trouble in the nest?” still getting use to the… odd device.

“We are being followed.” Told the golem on the other end. “There is a skiff following our aft. It is gaining speed, but only able to hold low altitude.” Pausing a bit before asking, “Orders?”

Glancing back, Nowa asked, “Well Cap, whad’ya want? Blow ‘em out of the air-- or feed them our dust?” Sounding rather happy to do either option. (end)

Activating the gem, he commanded. “Zoom in on the skiff. See anything out of the ordinary?” Waiting for a moment as the golem responded.

“A few dogs, horse, maybe two. As well as a couple of clothed crew. Ten people sighted.”

Snorting, the stripe questioned. “They think they’re trying to get aboard our ship? Ether they’re low rate pirates, or trying to be stowaways.” (done)

“So…. dust’em?” Asked Nowa. “Pretty sure we can out fly them easy-- we can go higher and faster all the same, right?” (end)

“Oh we could...but I want to know who they are...or if they were sent by someone.” then tap his chin in thought as Scrappy interject.

“Negative Phobia. They are unable to breech ship due to different designs. Even if could, risky due to golems being near useless in combat. Recommend blowing them up or dusting them. Preferably dusting them.”

“But they might have useful information...or be used as potential test subjects for my golems as target practice.”said the stripe near thought. (done)

“Really?” Asked Nowa. “Jus’.... really? You think them ten know somthin’?” Then rolled her eyes. “It's skiff. Hardly even worth the ammo to blew’em down an’ they can’t even reach us. Skiff’s ain’t made for heights. Probably just some scout or scavengers if I hazard a guess. Bottom feeders.” (end)

“...scavengers?” said Phobia as he started to think as Scrappy ears perked and quickly spoke.

“They are not like you or Striped, Phobia. They are scavengers who will try to steal from you and will steal from you. I recommend dusting immediately. They are not worth your time.” it made the stripe consider...then waved a hand.

“Dust em. Scrappy probably right, they might not be important at all.” (done)

Smirking, Nowa said, “aye, aye.” Reaching out and pushing the ship to go faster. There was barely a noticeable shifting in the ship as it accelerates, but Nowa still chuckled. “Bet them bottom feeders didn’t expect this beauty to go so fast. Still wondering’ what she’s like full steam.” Then patted the panel with some care, “ah, someday maybe I’ll know.” (end)

There was a grin as Phobia told with delight. “Oh, you’ll enjoy it when she’s on full throttle. She’ll make even the fastest ship owner jealous and filled with envy.” he however glance to Scrappy as he said. “But we still aren’t over on our conversation of your insistence of me having another slave. Do you really dislike Najat despite her position?”

Blinking its optics at Phobia, the metal-wolf consider his words as Scrappy informed. “99.9% of me detest her due to her constant icy glare to you and does not understand the futility of your benefits. She has stuck with her illogical means and sense, and in a sense, belittle you with her looks alone. My data has recorded that unless you have a full data of making a choice on using her for desires and needs, she will be a constant annoyance to you and your morals. Which will influence your efficiency of golem progression, potential pirating, and making this ship in full efficiency in stronger cannons and/or stronger golems to fight for you.”

Pausing a moment to soon added in. “as well, as long as she remains a paradox, it will also affect your mood and will degrade your mood until you might accidentally kill her in a fit of rage with her words of illogic. My programing suggest that it might be in your best interest to gain a more useful and better slave to sate your needs and improve your moral, which will improve your efficiency for us all.” (done)

Looking back on this, Nowa asked, “and he can’t just… ya know… order her to be nicer, to be his bitch and spread ‘em?” Then snorted, “fer a supposedly smart… metal-dog, thing, ya keep forgettin’ she has to do everythin’ he tells her.” (end)

Giving a slow blink, Scrappy informed. “There is that possibility, technically, Phobia could order her to be nicer and be more obedient, however there is a slight potential chance that this Ash could potentially somehow destroy the collar and will potentially kill my creator fast, either by Ash geomancy magic, or Najat ice magic.” (done)

“Ya keep tellin’ me this Ash gal is a strong mage.” Started Nowa, “an’ you keep thinkin’ that Najat is tough too with ice. Bu’ you two ever see them in action?” Only sparing a glance back long enough to give either a look. She soon looked forwards and shrugged. “Way I see it? Ash can’t do a thing if you give tha’ bitchy cat orders that places her life in danger. If Ash tried to get rid of it, have sum order for that too. Really, you ever see how much that there collar works on her?” (end)

“Hrm...yeah, I see it.” said Phobia, recalling the time he orders her...and took in Nowa suggestion as he activate his gem on the captain seat and spoke throughout the ship. “Najat, get yourself on the bridge at once.” ending the link as already he was planning to make the orders to keep his ass safe, as well figure out if Najat was a virgin or not...and make her more nicer. That might be a fun experience for him, as well as remove that mood she constantly gives out to even make Scrappy dislike her. (done)

They waited for a while for the cat to come, each mostly keeping to their thoughts. Thoughts that were interrupted with a slightly wet sound that drew looks to the doorway. Walking in was Najat, but what had them staring at the fact she was soaking wet and was clinging a towel to her front near desperately while looking pretty angry and embarrassed.

Turning her head away, Nowa did her best to curb her laughter, but on the inside she was bawling like crazy at the fact of how strong the… compulsion was to do an order. (End)

Scrappy recorded this moment, as for some reason this gave him delight of sorts. Phobia just look at her...and said. “Alright...for the record, I didn’t expect you to be in the showers…” then thought on it...and then ordered. “Go back and dry up and get your body suit on, then come back here. I don’t want to get the floor even more wet.” (Done)

Like a bolt of lightning, the herno turned and ran-- her lower bits just barely flashing for the smallest of moments during her racing streak for her room. When the wet steps receded far enough, Nowa freely barked out in laughter and laughed and laughed and laughed away. Could this day get any better? (End)

While Phobia hummed at the fact she came here from the shower, which even further proved of the collar power, Scrappy soon said. “That is possibly one of the amusing things, I have ever seen, within my existence.” then added. “Recording of event, ended.” (done)

Trying to calm down, Nowa asked, “R-rec-recordin’?” Snickering and giggling before laughing even louder. (End)

“Activate recording.” eyes started to flash as he looks to a wall, as there was a sort of black and white projection of Najat coming in all wet, and the scene played out that happened a few minutes earlier, and with Phobia ordering Najat to go and Nowa was laughing her flank off as it ended.

“Oh good...you’re recording parts are still working properly.” remarked Phobia in approval. (done)

Nowa didn’t hear. She was way too busy laughing and putting as much focus into flying as she could. “S-sss-stop-- killin’ me~” Trying to gasp for breath in her laughter. She was sure if she died right now? She might of been slightly fine with it.

But, it did eventually end and the mare took long winded breaths to breathe and get air into her lungs. It was this same extended time as things wound down that Najat came back in her bodysuit and armor, while having her lips in a tight line and a face blank of any sort of emotion. Bare the two blue eyes that seemed to glare icicles at Phobia. (end)

“Hey, again I didn’t know you were in the shower. Honest mistake.” told the madman as he soon said. “So, I have a question or two for you.” then said. “In all honesty this is very stupid, insensitive and really dumb...but it has to be asked.” looking at her as he was about to ask, but Scrappy spoke in.

“Are you still a virgin?” Phobia pause and was looking at Scrappy as he glance to Najat and said.

“...Answer him…” (done)

She could feel a slight irritation to this, and felt her lips moving while telling, “yes. I was worth more untouched.” Hairs slightly rising under her bodysuit as she was sure what he was thinking. (End)

“Okay, good… now Najat? Here are a few orders...When or if we see Ash again and if she attacks me? I want you to stop her at all cost, if she use any means of magic on me or those I consider allies on this ship? Kill yourself. If she tries to take off your collar without my permission? Kill yourself. And if she tries to use any magic to kill us in an instant? Kill yourself.” he then added with a grin.

“Also I order you to be more compliant to me, to be more happy to carry out my orders and both courteous as well as nice. To be respectful to everyone else on this ship. To be a good girl to me, a good little kitty pet to me.” then added. “And tell me everything of exact detail of everything of stopping a herno from defeating me and of Cryomancy, Najat.” (done)

When the first set of orders were being given, Najat’s face slowly shifted to a worry and shock, and soon turned into something else during the second set of orders. But then she had clenched her jaw and balled her fists tightly as he kept telling his orders. By the time he was done, Najat was breathing hard and shaking…

Then with a sigh, she looked up and blinked a few times… then smiled and spoke in such a lovely manner, “of course Master. Whatever you need, I'll be sure to do to help.” Making Phobia blink and even Nowa slightly glance over her shoulder at the… utter change in tone.

Cheerfully, Najat continued, “there is no one single way to stop a Herno, Master. Each and every Herno clan works differently, and each family has different styles and techniques. For the most part, unless a Clan knows another, we do not typically have a proper means of countering, unless one is simply skilled. I can however tell of my own Clan’s weaknesses, such as our adversity to heat and the preference to stay in the winter north, where our Ice based techniques are best utilized.” Not once yelling, sniffing, scoffing, sneering and glaring. She didn’t even sound snooty or hotty!(End)

While Phobia blinked a bit in surprise, Scrappy recorded every bit of this as he soon stated. “It is successful.”

Phobia slowly nod tot his...and soon told. “Come and sit on my lap, Najat.” deciding something simple to order the...new Najat with. (done)

“Yes Master.” She slightly bowed with respect before moving over and pausing before asking, “would you like me to remove my armor Master? It could be uncomfortable.” (End)

Looking at the armor on her body suit, he soon said. “Why yes, yes I would like you to remove the armor, you don’t need it right now, Najat.” (done)

When she smiled, it was hard to not find her face even more attractive. “Your welcome Master. I live to serve you.” Going about taking the armor off and placing it to the side before sitting on his lap, her soft body so easily felt through her bodysuit. (end)

By the Markings...this is...this is amazing… thought Phobia, as he honestly never expected such a turnabout like this...or at least, with Najat being so compliant. Then again...with how he specifically worded out his words? The collar must of went on full effect with his orders. He decided to test how far the limit of this new ‘personality’ works as he began scratching under her chin.

Hearing her coo and mewls of pleasure came as he move the hand around to scratch behind her ears as he heard her mewl out more. He decided to push further, as he move that hand down to her fluffy tail and stroke it. Hearing her cooing out as he order. “Lay fully on me, Najat.”

Seeing her comply as her body shifted back and rest back on him. He took in a breath and move the left hand to gently grope her chest, as she gives a moan from the small touch. As Phobia decided to go one place he hasn’t gone to since he bought her...Moving the hand from chest and slowly slides it down to her stomach, going past her waist, and soon gently feeling the forbidden flower in between her thighs.

There was a questionable humm coming out from her, but she doesn’t stop him as he moved the hand back and gain a thought as he clears his throat and order. “Najat, from now on you new nickname...is now Kitten.” (Done)

“Yes Master.” She breathed out with a slightly breathless sigh while shifting in his lap. Chest slowly rising and falling as there was a slight pinking of her cheeks. (End)

Okay...now for the final test. thought Phobia as he soon ordered. “Kitten, I want you to kiss me.” Feeling and seeing her turning on his lap, using her hands to help brace her on his chest before kissing him. Phobia felt her lips connecting him as he pause...before he took the slight initiative to push his tongue into her mouth as while he was kissing the Herno, Scrappy stated to Nowa.

“I have concluded that with this new development, my creator moral will raise even higher and will sate his needs with Najat being more compliant ...and less of a bitch.” (done)

In a smug tone, Nowa told the metal-mutt, “Like I said, just an’ order.” Flicking an ear as there was a moan behind her. With a teasing smile, Nowa said, “sounds like this is gonna turn into a love cruse soon~” (end)

Pulling back from the kiss as Phobia breath in. “Nowa, shut it.” then as the mare laughs and keeps flying the ship, he looks to Najat as he moves his left hand to start gently groping her rump as he asked to Najat. “Who’s my good Kitten?” (done)

Smiling, she said with a smile, “I am Master.” Not seeming to miss a beat. (End)

Chuckling a bit, he then order. “Kitten, from now on you’re sleeping in my room again, no need to return to the room you were in. In Fact, why don't you go and grab everything you need from that room, and put it in my room in a pile somewhere?” (done)

Nodding, Najat said, “Of course Master, it will be my pleasure.” Getting off of him and heading straight out without a rush. The lack of armor to show every curve of her body allowed Phobia to just enjoy how she walked, even how her hips gave a sway with her fluffy tail. (End)

When she was out of ear reach..he asked. “Scrappy, did Kan mention anything on Herno pregnancy and if they go in heat or not?”

Looking through the data files, as Scrappy informed. “Unknown. Requesting information is needed.” as when the metal wolf began rushing out, the Stripe had to wait for a moment...until the wolf came back and soon informed. “Hernos are fertile for most of the year when it is warm enough. Or potentially when conditions match for giving young, such as a food source, warm spaces, and a mate that is able...she is questioning on why I asked for such information, and I have to inform her of Najat recent ‘change’.”

Somewhere in the ship, they heard the demoness let out a laughter of highly amusement and of how the situation turned out. Scrappy then informed. “However, due to Najat being a exotic Herno, it is wise to ask of her ‘fertility’ time to make sure she will not bear your young so soon.”

Thinking a bit, he nodded as he activate the comms and said. “Kitten? When you’re done with the task I’ve told you to do, return here to the bridge and on my lap again.” ending it as Scrappy note.

“It is good that Najat has finally stopped being a bitchy cat. I was half tempted to suggest you to order her to get on all fours, if she was still being a bitchy cat.” (done)

That made Nowa snicker at the mental image and say back, “Kinky~” Snorting and soon barking out in laughter. (end)

“...I am so doing that in ordering her when it's in our room.” said Phobia as he couldn’t remove the mental image himself. As while he waited for the herno to come back, he asked to Nowa. “but on a serious note, how long until we reach our next destination? Three days or so?” (done)

Calming down, Nowa told, “At our speed? A day or two.” Then looked on forwards. “Ah… what a great day.” Sighing in satisfaction.

Since there was little in terms of crew, the news of Najat’s change was quick in reaching Book’s ears, even if it was maybe a day late. Only due to her spending time organizing the Library. When she decided to go and look for the cat, she found Najat sitting in the bridge and staying there, seeing as Kan, Phobia, Nowa and Sieg had gone out into the city. Be it for supplies, to make deals, to sell spices or run grocery errands. It was more or less the two of them on the ship. (End)

Book held a cautious look, as she recall the last time they talked...but with the sudden change, she was unsure. However she took a deep breath in, and began walking up by Najat as she said with a small smile. “Hi there, Najat, how are you feeling?” (done)

Turning, Najat smiled brightly and said, “greetings Book. It’s so nice to see you again.” Then soon answered, “I feel like I’m trapped in my own body and can’t call for help.” Not once changing her pitch of cheer. (end)

Wow...at least shes...honest? slightly surprised by the answer, but considering what the collar did and what Herr Phobia possibly used in his orders...Sure it wasn’t nice...but then again Najat was being rude and cold to everyone. I mean...she could at least consider being friendly, or at least be nice...like now… thinking it over as she soon asked as she sat on her haunches. “Okay ...Are you waiting for Herr Phobia to return again?” (done)

Shaking her head, Najat told, “no. I’m self meditating to calm my inner turmoil. But I can’t, so I’m just sitting here and watching the city and trying to forget all about my worries.” Turning her head forward and watching attentively over the city they could see with a calm smile. “Would you like to join me?” (End)

“Sure…” moving to sit more by her as she soon said. “It’s a pretty city from where we’re at, huh?” (done)

“It’s nice.” Said Najat. “Different, But nice. But I’d rather home. It’s just so hot here. I’m not used to all the heat.” (End)

“Yeah, the heat is unbearable at times, even for me and I used to live here for half of my life.” slightly joked Book, as she said. “But hey...at least Herr Phobia made those ‘AC’ things for cooling us off, right?” (done)

“They help.” Agreed the herno. “But it’s still nothing like being near the snow or the water.” Slightly reflecting on that. “Cold showers are sort of nice too. Even if drying my fur can be a little tedious.” (End)

Giggling a bit, Book said in amusement. “Oh yes, but showers are fun with doing it with another. And more faster too.” then calm a bit...as she glanced to Najat as she asked. “Najat...why were you always rude and snooty? Was it how you were raised or...did you really not like anyone here because of what you saw?” (done)

“I hate Phobia.” Told Najat with honesty and a smile. “I don’t like Kan either. And Nowa is maybe worse, she’s the reason I’m trapped like this.” Then went on, “I’m still figuring Sieg, but I’m not sure about him. And I had nothing against you.” Making Book feel a little surprised. “I was ‘snooty’ as you say, because I did not want to show weakness. I am to be Heiress, and I must show I am firm and unyielding to pressure no matter the form.”

Smiling on, Najat added, “but I was also scared. That’s what Ash would tell me, I would become colder and more meaner because it’s how I deal with being scared. I don’t know how I can describe my terror even at this moment.” (End)

Being silent, Book thought to that and said. “I...I think I have an inkling of how you feel. Even if it's not the same, I can somewhat understand.” said the mare as she recalled when she was filled with so much terror at a young age, being taken, being forced to serve until it became part of her life...and being afraid of what would happen to her as someone else's property…

Or at least Sieg showed up. With him, she felt...a bit at ease. Yes the stripe-- as well as Kan was scary and made her uneasy. But with Sieg around she felt she could trust him to keep her safe. (done)

With a tilt of her head, Najat said, “I’m not sure if you have. I doubt you have ever been trapped in your own body and unable to scream for help no matter how hard you try.” (End)

Being silent again, Book sighed and admit. “I might not. In all honest I might never know….” then glance to Najat and asked. “Do you...do you think if you stopped being cold when you were scared, stopped being what you were and just listen...that maybe you could actually have a chance to go home? Even if you distrust even Scrappy...that if you just talked to him and maybe...maybe try to consider on compromise...that none of this would have happened and you would have already been sent to your home by now?” (done)

There was an odd look in Najat’s eyes that held something other than her joyful smile. “I only thaw my ice for those I trust, Book. I don’t let any near my heart unless I feel that I can truly trust them, and those people are few.” With a laugh that sounded slightly off, the heiress said, “I think I know that there is no point in asking. He made his intent very clear in trapping me inside my body and wishing to defile me at a later date.” (end)

Book fell silent as she couldn’t comment. Sure it sounded bad to Najat, and yes it will be bad for the Herno...but in a way, the heiress put herself in the hole she was in because she was firm and refuse to compromise...however she thought of something and said. “Maybe...maybe I can asked Master Sieg? Ask him to try to suggest to Herr Phobia to reconsider? To maybe...reconsider his choices with you?” (done)

With a slight shake of her head and a humorless laugh, Najat said, “that sounds delightful, but I couldn’t. Hat would happen to you if that were to occur? I could not ask for you to be placed in trouble for that. And why would he listen? He has what he wishes, and there is no reason for him to care otherwise.”

Looking out at the city, Najat went on, “I doubt there is much to be done. Once I am defiled and if I do carry his young by chance, I may not ever be fit for heiress ever again. Perhaps my younger Brother has already taken my place by now? It has been a near half a year since I was parted from my group. It is possible that they think me either lost or perhaps dead.” almost musing this in her head. (End)

Sighing a bit, Book felt like she was at a dead end, with how things are? Najat might as well accept her position. However, part of her thought and soon consider if Najat would be used as a bargaining chip to Ash...or a means of cooperation as she said. “I think...I think Herr Phobia wouldn’t take you just yet...not until he’s certain he comes across Ash. he knows...how strong bonds are, and knows that if a chance of Ash was found? He wouldn’t take you yet…” (done)

“I hope that if Ash does come, she does something to cause me to kill myself.” There was something just off to hear someone say that so briskly and joyfully. “Master gave me orders that if Ash were to do a set of actions, that I would kill myself. I hope that does happen, as I will at least gain a form of freedom.” Then twitched. “I also hope he never finds Ash. I do not wish to do such a thing in front of her. It would be cruel in a way.” (end)

Being quiet, she could somewhat understand...but not truly in a way. As she asked. “Do you think Ash would try to kill Herr Phobia?” (done)

To that Najat thought and spoke, “I don’t know.” Sounding half confused. “Since she was made Exile by my Father, she has been on her own for… maybe a year. She may not have any reason to aid myself. This was not the first time she was exiled, though back then she was just a cub and had her mother. But not now… so perhaps? Perhaps not?” Not seeming so sure. Then added with lowered eyes. “I hope so.” (End)

Giving a slight nod, she thought...and asked. “Did you...ever thought that if you actually took the deal, that if you try to make a sort of compromise with Herr Phobia...that you wouldn’t be in this position in the first place?” (done)

“You can’t compromise with the mad.” Giggled out Najat. “Someway somehow, they may twist their words, meaning to or not, all due to madness. I could not rely on his words alone to be true. The only way to know is by his honor. But he has none to be seen, so I had little reason to give him the trust to even make a slight deal.” Then sighed out in hollowed amusement, “if only I were stronger.”

Looking at the city in silence, Book didn’t know what to say, or what to give encouragement. They were just...different beings, and Book doubted she could help or ease Najat. As they both stare on out, or at least until she saw the disguised changeling flying as a pegasus as she said. “I should probably get going, goodbye Najat.” getting on her hooves to start walking out of the bridge. (done)

Turning and giving a slight wave, Najat said, “it was a pleasure talking to you again, Book.” (end)

Giving a brief nod, she moved out of the bridge as she was silent. As while part of her wanted to try to help the Herno…

What could she do? Sure she could try to ask her Master to persuade Herr Phobia...but Najat was spot on. With how the stripe was, and with him being mad in the head, could he reconsider Najat with her usefulness as she was now? Book doubted it.

The best she could do...was what she could. Simply try to talk and just be by her Master side. That was all she could do really. And speaking of her Master, she saw him coming by as there was a smile as he shifted off, then frown as he asked. “What's wrong Book?” seeing her coming by and leaning by his side as she sighed out and admit.

“Just feeling...a bit useless, Master.” he was silent as he nuzzle her, knowing that all he could do was help ease her, even if it wasn’t much. And the mare was slightly glad for that much.