Conquest Horizon

Getting to the city wasn’t difficult, as with the Destroyer advance engines, it made the trip rather short. However the moment they were docked? Were the crew of the ship began to work. With Nowa already moving cargo to start selling and was already starting to swindle any who believe her words. Sieg was already starting to see if any of his changeling contacts were around-- but it would take time, as none might answer.

What he was able to do was enforced into the soldiers and knights of the golems with a combination of his military, and what Najat spilled to Phobia when he had the time to record everything. And speaking of information...while Phobia gained the secrets of her clan techniques? It was all in her dialect. And while it was basics of cryomancy, Kan informed that they were barely usable for none except for Hernos and Kitsune magics.

This displease the striped...but he was certain he could find a way to use it in another means...like grenades. As the Stripe worked overtime on the golems and ships, or the development of grenades as well the broken collar in the library he was looking over to figure out it worked?

There was the drive to improve grew within him. It has been a long time since he was this motivated, he hasn’t been this driven since he was exiled by his Clan. And by the Markings, was he going to shake the world with his ingenious. Or madness, but who cared at this point?

Kan herself was working to find information. Of ships. Crews. And their cargo. Using her means of seduction, influence, or trickery with a bit of sex on the side to lure their minds into allowing her all the knowledge she can gain...and their shillings too. In fact she made a great profit at it too.

However while Books was reprimanded for allowing the two to escape-- nothing could be done. As technically she was given no orders, so Sieg had to give her a warning, and she didn’t mind to be honest. Although she wasn’t allowed to eat her jelly beans for a few days as ‘punishment’.

Scrappy himself was improving himself, secretly from Phobia as in order to be useful to his creator, he must improve his intelligence. His logic must be sound. He must be upgraded and became more smarter and faster incase Najat comes to kill his master and creator...his father in a sense.

Everyone worked as hard, well Book work hard in the library...so that counted.

But while everyone was working hard and doing what they could? Phobia set out on his intent within the city, as since he lost Najat from Ash, he made it a priority to have a new slave when he was able to gain one...because by the Markings, he missed having that thrill of power again...as well as the first experience of sex. It was amazing to the point he partially wonder why he never gotten a slave to be as his in the first place! (done)

The only unfortunate thins was the city they were currently did not have a huge slave trade. And whenever they did have them, it was in small batches That were easily sold off in a day. There were no new batches as of late, seeing as the slavers that normally stop by had yet to come. Meaning that in short, he had to wait for another chance.

Though this wasn’t a bad thing. The city was half secure in all sense so with some talking, they decided to stay and make those slight renovations while they could. It was also a very good time to do a huge maintenance check on the ship and all it’s systems. Something that Nowa was a bit more insistent on when she asked when the last maintenance check was done on the ship.

Phobia wasn’t sure if he was happy she liked his creation-- or hated she was starting to call it ‘her baby’. (End)

Half the time he had to remind her it was ‘his baby’, that even though she pilot the ship itself? It was his creation and something he worked hard to craft. Still, at least she appreciates a good ship when she saw one. Phobia however had to redo the bridge as he consider Nowa suggestion on the controls, moving them into places to simplify things, as well as check over the engine cores to make sure they still work properly.

Overall, maintenance on the ship admitally help keep him relax, as well as renovating some areas of the ship he wanted to patch or upgrade. Like the cannons, as while they were many and could dent a ship, they were in need of fine tuning. Even more with that sad excuse of a fight with that pirate fleet. How was he supposed to take over the world, much less ambush pirates if his cannons couldn’t even make a dent on a Destroyer?! (done)

It was at this point, Nowa came in and explained why his fire was so ineffective. Information that he was actually not aware of. Destroyers, being ship killers in nature, were made to have a thick enough hull to take battleship’s sniping them from affare so they could get in close and gut them.

It wasn’t the fact his cannon weren't strong enough, it was the fact the Destroyers were made in mind for such strong arms. Yes, she pointed out the main cannon he had would do a very good dent or maybe do more if aimed in the right place-- but the point stood. The Destroyers were made to kill ships, even his by extension.

Her suggestion, was not to just up the cannon’s firepower. While he could do that, that wasn’t going to down a destroyer easily. She instead said that there were a few ways to take down a Destroyer. The first was to have Frigate escorts, able to wolfpack and flank the ship. The next was boarding, in short taking out the crew. The last was merely having a good hands on the wheel and better ship-to-ship tactics in an actual fight and knowing where to hit. Namely the starboard and port cannons to do the damage, aiming for the aft’s rottiers and most of all-- targeting the bridge. One to keep it from fighting, the next to paralyze it from moving-- and the last taking out its ability to do anything at all. (End)

Another thing that Phobia had to admit of Nowa being here. Her usefulness as a skyship captain and experience of ship-to-ship fighting. Granted she didn’t mention how long she's done this, she said she’s been doing this for years. The Stripe consider not guessing her age, mostly due to not insulting her age...and also not wanting to be duped from whatever she might say to pressure or guilt trip him.

So despite not having a new slave, yet he was content enough to work on the ship and having Nowa to bring helpful tips to consider crafting, or making more golems to have Frigates escort. The only problem was he needed to craft an entire assembly of golems, or golem captains. He consider this thought on a ‘maybe’ with Nowa. Mostly due to having more ships under his command in the future.

However he still wanted to improve the firepower of his cannons, just incase the main cannons couldn’t harmed a Destroyer. But there was another thing that was in desperate need of maintenance itself. The crew of golems and his ‘army’. While there were many in number, the poor job they did in seeking the two Hernos, as well as their efficiency was disappointing.

He knew that in order to be taken seriously, he needed better golems, the only problem was crafting their cores to be more better and on hands...which was a problem itself. Yes Sieg was trying, but he was only one strategist military bug. And there were various situations that were needed beside fighting on the ground. Like boarding other ships and taking out the crew.

The stripe consider on making the entire army of his be more like Scrappy...but the mechanical wolf reminded him subtly that if Phobia did that, it would take years for them to develop such intelligence the mechanical beast held. Which annoyed the mad genius completely. (done)

It currently seemed like there was no means to make a quickly made combat force. Well, unless he knew how to make them in the first place. It was clear that he needed someone that knew how to fight, and Najat would've been perfect… because the martial art’s descriptions of the hand-to-hand techniques hardly made a lick of sense to him. Sieg seemed familiar with some terms, but he lacked the right body shape to know them all-- and he never really copied a Herno’s body before, so again… a dead end.

And until more of the text could be translated…. He had to just wait on figuring out how to make his Golems for effective fighters. Nowa just suggested he give them better ‘brains’ on how to at least work a ship and have better aim for a cannon. (End)

To which he made sure they at least had that. Because Markings help him if his golems somehow were poor shots! So he went through the entire army of golems from grunts to engineers to up their knowledge of working on a ship as a precaution, and a much better aim for the cannons...and to make sure that they don’t forget where to go while on standby mode. But...this also meant that he will need to make more golems, and had to consider which sort due to the fact that while 600 was good?

He was going to be boarding ships, and he would need more numbers to have large forces occupy and take control of the ships...However that was slow work, mostly due to conserving materials on only a few golems at a time. It wasn’t like back home, where he could ‘borrow’ metal from others like the Spotted.

No, he needs to gather a large amount of metals to do the job. And sure the metal from Nowa former ship helped...it wouldn’t make the cut. No, he would need more metal to start crafting more golems. Even more figure out how to make his golems more sturdy and stronger, because with Najat little demonstration, it only proves how laughable his golems were. It was like he was going to be the butt of a joke to everyone and wouldn’t take him seriously!

And that would grate on his nerves.

However he couldn’t do much, since he would need to wait until Kan had more information on any ships they could take for themselves...which repeat the cycle of needing more forces to take over the ship, or at least the crew while they strip the ship into nothing with all the cargo. It was almost like Fate and the stars above were mocking him, reminding him he was nothing more but a little runt! (done)

It was a little odd to be in one place for so long. In a way, Book had gotten used to being on the ship and constantly on the move. Being in an Arabia city was… well, the extended time they planned to be there was just a little surprising… if not nice. It was week two and still everyone was busy doing work.

Nowa was currently out making deals-- something about ‘needing fallbacks and making investments’ or something. A thing the mare actually dragged Kan along with to make sure whoever they make investments in would be stuck doing it. Something Kan didn’t seem to mind too much…

And Herr Phobia was either getting new materials, or working on the many mechanical things on the ship. Be it Scrappy, the ship-- or the stupid lackies that burnt his toast.

He was a bit miffed on the last bit. He did not wake up in a good mood this morning.

Sieg on the other hoof, had nothing to do for once. And to her cheer, he decided to let her have some time outside in the city itself. He felt it was safe enough, and looking around, she felt fairly secure. There were fairly alert guards, not many dark allies, and no real signs of high crime that most Arabian cities held. It seemed moderately stable.

It allowed her to keep a smile on her face while trotting by his side and taking in the sights. Her eyes wandered and took in what she could and simply enjoyed the comfort of the walk and the faux pegasus.

Eyes landing on a stand, she was a little surprised at a sight that, upon her emotions, Sieg moved to sight himself. IT was only surprising because of the mere chances of such an event, that being a loaf of bread suspiciously floating itself off in magic while the vender looked away and gently made it’s way to a allycorner. (End)

The two glance to the other as Sieg motioned with a wing to follow to the alley corner, as while Book was a bit unsure of that choice? She did give a slight nod after a quick nuzzle of reassurance from the fake pony, the two trotting toward the allycorner as to follow the magically floating loaf of bread. Book was a bit surprising that someone was using magic and was getting away with it.

As they both saw trotting away was a grey filly unicorn, having green mane with purple streaks. There was a simple bundle of bags on her back, one of which having a slightly peeking out loaf of bread as whole Book frown that a filly was out here by herself, Sieg was a bit impressed that the filly was a good enough ‘street rat’ to keep out of trouble, as well as having a good control of her magic as he motioned Book to follow for now.

Book nods abit, as she trots up with him, Sieg soon look over the age of the filly as she was about 9. Not too young, but not too old as when they were within speaking reach, did Sieg comment. “Not bad in swiping a piece of bread, filly.” (done)

Ears flicked back and the young filly seemed slightly pick up her pace. “Uh…. huh?” Only slightly looking back to them with wary green eyes. “I… what?” trying to up her pace a bit more. (End)

“If you are thinking of running, don’t bother. We aren’t going to do anything, just simply commenting on your control of magic, filly.” said Sieg, as he added. “As well as surviving well as young as you are, not many foals could handle Arabia so young.” (done)

Cautiously, she said, “Thanks?” Not sure how to take the compliment. “I…” Flicking her ear to the side and said, “I should… maybe get home now…” Looking for direction she should go. (End)

Frowning, Book asked. “Are you an orphan, little filly?” Sieg watch the turns of emotions from the filly as he felt sadness, grief, pain from her as he glance to Book and confirmed that this filly lost someone close as Book frown even further and asked the filly. “Do you want to stop trying to survive on the streets and actually live in a safe home, little filly?” (done)

That was enough to stop her, and make the filly looked back with conflicted hope and worry. “Live… in a real home?” Ears slightly swiveling about. “I… I don’t know..” Scuffing the dusty ground in her uncertainty. (End)

Smiling a bit, Book assured. “I understand if you’re unsure...but could you at least consider it? Maybe come with us and make your choice?” Sieg already knew why Book was slightly insisting on this, mostly because as a filly she lost her parents and her life. She didn’t want to see another foal to live without anyone to love and care for her. Which made the changeling happy, but concern of what Herr Phobia would say.

However he hoped the Striped would allow the filly around, especially one that was trying to survive in a place like Arabia. (done)

At first, the filly was hesitant. Hopeful, but very hesitant and scared. It seemed like for a moment to Sieg, she was going to say no and be ready to bolt. But something changed. She seemed to think and relax a little before slowly nodding and saying, “okay…” Looking up with a fragile look while asking, “just a look… no… no tricks?” (End)

Nodding, Book assured. “No tricks, just a good look of where we lived.” then introduce with a hoof to her chest. “I’m Book Mark.” then nuzzled Sieg cheek. “This is Sieg, or Master Sieg as I prefer to call him.” then smile to the filly and asked. “What's your name?” (Done)

Shyly, the filly shuffled and said, “L-Loving Remedy…” Then used a hoof to move her long mane back out of her face to go on, “I like Remy more…” ducking her head a bit out of embarrassment. (end)

Giggling a bit, Book said with a warm smile. “Remy is a nice name too.” then motioned with a hoof. “Stay close, Remy, it's a bit of a trip.” turning with Sieg as she didn’t bother to look back, mostly because Sieg would inform her on the filly with her emotions, which were a mixed bundle due to the bit of hope and slight caution she held to the two and their offer. As they took the lead, Sieg was already thinking on how to suggested to Herr Phobia if the filly did chose to stay with them.

While he knew that Herr Phobia would be annoyed, he wouldn’t turn away foals in need, could he? He wasn’t that mad or heartless to turn away young in need of help? He didn’t seem to be that sort of male...but on the other hoof, Herr Phobia was unstable at times, and tend to just go raving mad whenever he was livid. But on the other hoof...there were the other's like Nowa, Scrappy and...Kan that would need to be persuaded to allow the filly to come if she wanted too.

Nowa might be a 50-50, depending on her mood. Scrappy would of course look over this logically and would consider possibilities...Kan...Kan was difficult to say, especially since she was a demon. (Done)

Regardless of how they felt, they had to accept that whatever happened they would be the two to take most of the arguing or scrutinization. Or rather, Sieg would. Seeing as Book was seen as a whimsical ditz most of the time and being his slave-- technically her actions are his responsibility.

But it’s not like he could say no to her on helping the filly. That would just tear at the mare’s heart. And in turn, make him not feel so great. Both in making him feel guilty and having a sick stomach.

When they began to approach the large ship, Remy slightly slowed and pinned her ears back in a building uncertainty. There was a trace amount of fear, that hope somewhat flickering at the possibly imposing sight to the foal. But she kept marching on, even if there was a new found hesitance in her steps when they got even closer to the ramp. The two adults could hear her somewhat gulp nervously while taking her first steps on the steel floor. (End)

As the two glance back to see her following, Sieg move away from Book, mostly to activate one of the ‘comm gems’ which were dubbed by Scrappy as he spoke. “Herr Phobia, are you busy at the moment?”

There were sounds of something being worked out as the striped told. “Beside working on the ship maintenance and also feeling annoyed of burnt toast? No. What is it?”

Sieg took a breath as he soon requested. “Permission to allow me and Book to lead a filly among your ship, Herr Phobia?”

There was silence on the stripe end, as worried filled the changeling body as he became stiff as Phobia asked rather calmly. “How old?”

Taking a breath in...he glance to Remedy as he mouthed, `How old are you?’. (done)

Blinking, Remy didn’t seem to understand… but soon perked and said, “I’m 9, but I’m gonna be 10 in five more months!” (End)

Turning his head he heard Phobia hum on the other end. “Hrm...Alright you can let her be shown around. Just make sure not to go near areas that are under maintenance or forbidden.” ending the call as he let out a sigh of relief, then look to the two as he smiled and said.

“Let us go, there is much to be shown.” moving along side Book as he took the lead, and Book asked in curiosity to Sieg.

“Why did Herr Phobia asked of her age?” to which the faux stallion shrug.

“I am uncertain myself, Book. perhaps it is something to do with Stripes or something?” being unsure of himself on why Phobia asked such an odd question, but was glad they had permission to bring Remedy along. (done)

Worriedly, Remy asked in her innocent voice, “did he not like it you wanted me on the ship?” Looking between the two ponies she was next to. It was easy to tell she was unsure of this all, and a little unsure of Phobias feelings about her being there. (End)

Looking back, Sieg tried to assure. “I believe he is cautious of others coming, but hopefully he will welcome you with open arms if you chose to stay here in our home.” then flick an ear as the two heard clanking steps as a grunt golem was carrying some equipment as while the two didn’t bat an eye to the golem, they had to glance to the filly both expression and emotions of seeing the golem for the first time. (Done)

She slightly scrambled behind Book and kept herself out of sight for the most part, only slightly peeking out to watch the golem passby the two. (End)

Book assured in a soft tone. “Its alright Remy. Those are the ship crew, golems really. They’re creations of Herr Phobia and help make sure everything on the ship remains stable.” then added with a small smile. “That was one of the ‘Grunt Golems’, they do the basic work and tasks most of the time.” Sieg nod in agreement with the mare. (done)

Looking up at Book, then glancing to where the golem went, Remy said, “I don’t like golems…. They’re creepy…” More or less affirming her feelings on the very thought. “Can we… go someplace else?” Hoping for there to be a place a bit more golem free. (End)

Sieg nod as he said. “We can come by the mess hall, I’m certain you wish to eat your bread with something to drink.” seeing her slightly perk up, as Sieg took the lead as he lead the filly, as well with Book towards the stairway and went on. “Don’t worry about the golems, they’ll ignore you for the most part, and won’t bother you unless you speak to them. In fact they’re...simplistic most of the time.” but didn’t add on that they were also slightly stupid half the time. Mostly because if she decides to stay, she would see it herself.

“There's also a few others beside us and Herr Phobia.” added Book as she said. “There's the pilot, Nowa. Kan, a mare who work in finances. And then there's Scrappy.” (done)

Nodding a bit, Remy looked about the steel halls in slight trepidation before saying, “is… that all?” Then went on, “everyone else is a… golem?” Seeming unsure if she liked the idea of there being just golems all over the ship. It seemed to slightly unnerved her. (End)

“Admitally yes.” said Sieg as he said. “Because this ship is so big, a lot of golems are needed to work over the place.” he soon assured. “But don’t worry, Remy. we’ll make sure they won’t get near you if you don’t want to get too close to them.” (done)

Head a bit low, Remy said, “thank you.” Admitting, “I don’t like golems… they’re always creepy and… scary…” (end)

Book tilt her head as she asked in mixed concern and curious. “Why are they scary for you? Is it because of how they look?” (done)

There was a large drop in the filly’s mode and her tone only spoke of pain when she said, “Golems hurt mama.” Ears flat to that while her head was lowered. (End)

Book heart strings were pulled as she move her head to gently nuzzle the filly head as to give comfort. They had to stop moving as Sieg had to let Book ease the filly emotions, as the changeling himself couldn’t help but give a sympathy look to the filly and was partially wondering who else created golems around here? Or golems of lower models? (done)

While at first hesitant, the touch and comfort drew in Remy that soon leaned in and slightly snuggled herself closer. The feeling of smaller hooves gripping one of the mare’s forelegs was an odd feeling. Even more the slight tightness they held in a need or want for comfort. “I don’t like golems.” The filly once more affirmed. (End)

“There, there. It's okay, we’ll make sure the golems won’t get near you.” assured the mare softly, as she look to Sieg who, in turn move on the filly other side to gently nuzzle her mane. It was best if he helped ease the filly as well, mostly not wanting Book to feel hurt he wasn’t helping-- and in turn dissuade the filly he wasn’t caring for her feelings. As the two were around the filly giving comfort and assurance, they stayed there until both were sure the filly had enough of comfort.

Which might take a while as Sieg could tell she was hungry for such comfort and safety. (done)

Laughing away, Nowa trotted up the steel ramp and said with a large grin, “did you see the look he gave us after that slight tail-dusting?” Half giggling before going on, “I don’t be thinkin’ that stallion will backdown on our deal now.” Using a hoof to spin next to her head. “The boyo’s probably grinnin’ silly at the thought of haven’ a plot later on.” Then laughed more, “too bad he ain’t gettin’ any from the two of us with how the deal’s made!” (End)

Having an amused smirk, Kan agreed. “Oh yes, even more when the fool doesn’t realize that I made sure that the deal was rigged from the start.” then snort in amusement. “Males, so easily predictable…” then joke. “Even our ‘glorious leader’ is predictable to be duped for the most part.” (Done)

Chuckling, Nowa nodded, “they hardly use the brain in the nogin.” Tapping her head as if to make a point. “Rather, da one between their legs.” Snickering away before pausing to nudge Kan with an elbow. “We two need t’ do this more often. Me sweet talkin’ the idiots, you make them sign your contracts.” Then laughed, “we’ll be rich!” (End)

Amusement on her expression as she fixed her glasses as she agreed. “Oh yes, and with how much contracts we’re making? We should have a stable enough income to afford nearly half the things the idiot will want for his various projects. Even more once we start taking ships and stripping them down into nothing.” then hum abit. “Which reminds me, I will need to gather the remaining information of various ships still, while the list I have is usable, I feel its best to have back up plans for other ships…”

Then remarked in a dry tone. “That is if the idiot doesn’t go on his mad ramblings again.” (done)

“Ah, leave him be I say.” Waved off the navigator. “Way I see it? More time he gets to himself, less of him buggin’ us, ya hear?” Then smiled widely. “Makes gettin’ coin much quicker when he ain’t the one out there makin’ deals and sellin’ goods.” (end)

Snorting, she agreed. “Oh yes, I believe you are correct on that. Much easier to let us do our jobs while he does his projects in his own little corner.” then frown and soon said. “However, I am...partially concern, mostly on if those Hernos will try to track us-- or specifically Najat. While part of me knows they might return to their lands...I know Hernos hold a big of a grudge like the Hyenas do, and the snow-cat will try to kill him at the very least.” (done)

Thinking of that, Nowa said, “yeah….” then waved off, “bu’ what’s new? When ya piss off a few blokes? Some start commin’ after your head. Sorta just happens, an’ it’s not like you ain’t gonna try doin’ a big thing in taking a city or somthin’... so gonna happen sooner or later anyways, right?” (End)

A low sigh came, but she agreed with a nod. “That much is very true. Not to mention we are lacking numbers to even taking a city in the first place. Much less a plan on it.” then shake her head. “However I do know that we will need to be on our hoof tips if they’ll start tracking us. Even more if they somehow kill the mutt. Because as much as I hate to admit it, but without the mutt around to lead, everything else will fall apart.” (done)

“I could always get incharge.” Spoke up Nowa. “Been a captain once, could captain again-- no way I’m lettin’ this ship sink!” (end)

Giving a look, she questioned. “And you think you can keep the entire golem crew up in maintenance, or be able to fix anything broken with them? Granted the engineer golems could easily do it with programming-- but all of them while fixing the ship?” then soon added. “Even more with the mutt having a kill order on destroying the ship if it ever falls into the wrong hands?” (done)

“If I’ flying it, I see it as my ship.” Told the maroon mare with firmness. “If he kicks the bucket? I’d get a crew I know-- maybe get ya to put them in some big fancey contract, do some sailin’ for a good few engineers…” She shrugged, “this ain’t my first ride gettin’ a good crew. Had to do it once, twice… three times.” Naming off ‘examples’. “So far? Only reason I lose a ship is due to some big fleet o’ ships or ships made for war.” (end)

Humming some, Kan had to admit...if the mutt did died? She would get his soul...as well having a new contract with Nowa-- it might be amusing to haggle a contract with the mare, as well as having many new souls to use. Not to mention if the mechanical mutt became a problem? Well...no need for it. Not to mention she could tolerate the mortal mare. Something like a...associate of sorts. At least someone to work with for her limit lifespan.

Kan didn’t have much to lose in any sense, in either way, she wins no matter what happens...or at least if she wasn’t killed by Ash or Najat-- or by other beings who could kill demons. However as they were heading up a stairwell as Kan soon said. “Perhaps. Perhaps.”

However she soon heard a giggle. Not just any giggle...but a foals giggle. Pausing a bit...she soon asked. “Did you hear that?” (done)

Pausing to flick her ears about, Nowa asked, “hear what?” Both standing still before they heard it again… a giggle that didn’t sound familiar. It made Nowa blink and turn her head and remark, “I don’t recognize that one… Ain’t Book a bit more… I don’t know, deeper or…” Trying to define before there was a slight laugh.

Curious now, Nowa said, “is it me… or does that sound like a little brat got on the ship?” (end)

Eyes narrowing, she said. “If those golems couldn’t grab a simple foal stowaway, I am having words with the idiot.” starting to move on her hooves to trace the source of laughter as the source was coming from the Library, as once she got close, she saw Book was reading a book to Remy, and saw Sieg was sitting close as he was still in his disguise as Book said.

“And soon, the little bunny jumped over the fox as he taunted,” to which Sieg spoke in a high pitch tone.

“You can’t catch me, for I am funny bunny!” (done)

While Remy gave a little giggle to this, Nowa peeked around the corner with Kan and asked, “the hell’s gate is a brat doin’ on the ship?” Startling the foal into ducking down and slightly more into Book, slightly peeking over the hardcover the mare read from.

It made Nowa frowen and looked to the two in the room. “Really, this ain’t some daycare, what’s she doin’ here?” Slightly stepping into the room with Kan. “And why are ya readin’ her a book?” (end)

Holding a frown, Book told. “Remy is here because we asked her to come with us.” Kan glance to the ditzy mare and to Sieg for a better explanation as the faux pony told.

“While we were out in town, we noticed a magically floating loaf of bread, tracked it, and found her. When we came up to her, Book here felt compelled to ask if Remy here wish to come with us in the ship for a home. She is currently uncertain as of now of her choice.” then added to Remy with a glance down. “The maroon mare is Nowa, and the mare by her is Kan, Remy.” (done)

The filly nodded, cautiously watching the two new mares and raising a hoof to gently fiddle with the small crystal on her necklace. The mere sight of it was enough for Nowa to zero in on it and eye it, again making the filly a little nervous.

With a tilted head, Nowa said, “funny fer an orphan to keep a trinket like that around.”

“It was mama’s.” Defended the filly almost prickly, but still withered in place at the taller, older mare’s focused gaze. (End)

Hrm...the two seem a bit protective of the filly, especially Book. Kan noticed how the unicorn move a foreleg around the filly, as Sieg slightly place a wing around both as Kan thought on. Sieg couldn’t say no to Book and was weak enough to let the filly in. Book with her past, would of felt compelled to help the filly...but that crystal necklace...calcite. There's something...familiar about it…

Trying to recall in her long memory of such a thing. She soon however asked in a gentle tone to the filly. “What was your mother's name, little Remy?” (done)

While cautious, there was an odd discomfort in the filly that looked to Kan. to Sieg, she felt a bit more worried than normal, but still answered with, “Blinding Blaze.” the name… not ringing any bells in Kan’s mind in the least. Thought for another much closer, it rang loud and clear to a once old memory. (End)

Thinking back, Book eyes widen. She recalled Blinding Blaze. She recalled the unicorn mare that used magic for great accomplish feats. Having a library in a little village...her home. She was happy to let others read her books as she adore the young Book whenever she came over, recalling the young 16 year old as she read or was taught a spell or two...She looks down to the filly and sniffed, tears coming out of her eyes as she said.

“Oh…” then nuzzle the filly head as she said. “I...I knew your mother, Remedy…” (done)

That made a collective blink between those in the room, a good part of confusion from Remy and even a “what?” from Nowa. It was to the point the mare held a hoof up, “Wait, hold up.” Pointing to book, “yer sayin’ you know the brat’s ma?” (End)

Turning to Nowa, there was a fierce look on the unicorn expression as she told. “Yes. Blinding Blaze came from the same village I was in ...She came from canterlot before living where I was born. She lived there for most of my early life...she was very kind to me, treated me like a younger sister with how much time I spent with her.” she became silent as she went on. “She...was one of the few who try to defend the village with fire magic.”

Soon there was a firm look as she looked to Remedy and the two mares as she stated. “Remedy is going to stay with us. There is no way I am letting her live on the streets anymore, it would be horrible if I let the daughter of someone I knew to be left out like that.” (done)

Staring up, Remy blinked in what could only be described as shock, her young mind working back to her mama talking about some ‘little sister’ she had lost… was that Book? Was Book her aunt or…? It confused Remy a great deal, but with a flick of her ear, she relaxed and firmly cuddled herself more into Book’s protective forelegs.

Blinking herself, Nowa said, “well, looks like someone’s got a spine in them after all.” Then looked to the foal before saying, “still… this ain’t no place for a brat to be in or messin’ around on.” Looking to the business mare beside her to add, “righ’ Kan?” (end)

“Actually ...I wouldn’t mind.” said Kan, as Sieg was about ready to defend both Book and filly, until he blinked in surprise as Kan told on. “While this is abit of a annoyance...I’m acceptable of this, provided both Sieg, and his little unicorn watch over the filly, provide her food, and make sure she doesn’t bother the important things...I am fine with this.” mostly being fine due to one fact.

Right now, there was an innocent soul here. As she looked a filly, who shutters in Book forelegs as Kan consider this a blessing in disguise...mostly because if she somehow was killed? Well...innocent souls were prized by demons...even quite useful in bargains or for a good meal. (done)

Remy made a discomforted sound that made Book gently hold the filly, wonder what had her more scared. Sieg was in the same boat for a moment, knowing that Kan could be a little intimidating.. But what had Remy so frightened? Kan was apparently fine with her being here.

Nowa on the other hoof, snorted and eyed the foal and told, “well… as long as the brat don’t touch anything that ain’t hers and won’t bother this ship, ya hear!” Making sure her point was more across for them. “Because if I be seein’ one thing not in it’s place, I’ll be havin’ lot’s of words with the two of ya an’ the brat!” (End)

“Don’t worry, we’ll be sure things will be stable.” assured Sieg, as he moved his head to nuzzle a bit on Remy head for assurance.

Book gave a firm nod, as Kan decided to ask. “Now...you just need to persuade the idiot to let her on board. Although I’m certain I can do something to change his mind.” giving a glance to Remedy again as she moved to the comm gem as she spoke. “Phobia? Sieg and Book seem adamant on keeping the filly onboard, in fact they wish to allow her to live on the ship with them…”

While Sieg narrowed his eyes at Kan, not feeling certain that the demoness was doing this out of the kindness of her heart, Book gently held Remedy more as she was a bit uncertain of Phobia response…

There was a response from the Striped. “They want to adopt her? Hrm…” there was low mumblings as it sounded like he wasn’t up for the idea...until he mutter something about, ‘potential uses?’ as it went on with ramblings as there were sounds of something being worked on as Phobia soon gave his answer. “As long as the filly obey the rules, and don’t cause a mess? She can stay with Sieg and Book.”

Sieg felt partially glad, and partially worry as Herr Phobia wouldn’t easily allow anyone on his ship...which meant he had something in mind for Remedy...at least in the long-run. Kan however nod and ended the call as she look to Sieg and told pleasant. “Make sure you let her know of what you really are Sieg...there's no point in pretending.” turning to trot out of the library in pleasant amusement. (done)

Nowa snorted and eyed the child for a moment before trotting after the other mare, remedy squirming in place. But after a moment, the filly spoke up to Book, “adopt?” Sounding half worried. “But… there… there’s someplace I gotta go.” (End)

Concern on her face, she asked. “Go? Where do you need to go, Remedy?” (done)

Shuffling, Remy said, “mama had a… a friend.” thinking it over and going on with a slight caution. “Mama wanted me to go to her if… when she was gone, I had to go and find her.” Shifting some more and going on, “you seem nice Book… you’re really nice and I’d stay but…” (End)

“What was her name?” softly asked Book, as part of her wanted the filly to stay...but also knew that she couldn’t force the filly to stay...even more if Blinding Blaze trusted this person. (Done)

The name sadly didn't’ ring any bells in the mare’s head. “Rosy Thistle.” The young filly seemed to think before saying, “I miss her. She’s a bit… pushy, but she’s nice. Mama used to do stuff with her, I… I kinda remember her… I need to find her.” Then sighed, “but it’s… hard.” (End)

Frowning, she asked. “Does she live in the city or...did Blinding say where to find her if…” not wanting to say the rest, mostly to not bring up the memory again. (done)

Sighing, the filly said with a deep sadness, “she… she lives far from here. In a city I know that but… really far. Mama would of sent me but… she didn’t have the chance. I’ve been trying to get there.” Thinking more deeply and saying, “It was… as ba...ba…” Then perked and said, “Baltimare!” (End)

Thinking to this, Book look to Sieg and pleaded. “Master Sieg...can we go to Baltimare, for Remedy sake on finding this mare?” Sieg felt his heart-strings pulled hard. Mostly from Book expression, her emotions of wanting to help the filly...it also didn’t help that the filly emotions were of rising hope as she looks up to him as Sieg spoke.

“We...could try to persuade Herr Phobia to go there...this ship is fast...so we could come by Baltimare and find this Rosy Thistle…” (Done)

Perking up, Remedy said, “Thankyou-thankyou-thankyou-thankyou!” Then squeezed out in her happy excitement, “this was such a good idea you gave!” (End)

Feeling the influx of emotions from the happy filly, Sieg quickly raise a hoof to ask. “Wait...what do you mean by that, Remedy?” (Done)

Pausing and thinking, the filly blinked and said, “uh….” blinking to herself and quickly said, “nothing!” Having the best smile she could… which was far from convincing. (End)

Narrowing his eyes, as he told. “Nice try...but you heard someone else gave you an idea, Remedy….” then remarked. “Someone else is talking to you, but we can’t hear them because of a connection...am I correct?” book blink at her master...then consider the filly words as she said in thoughtfulness.

“It is weird that you so easily accept a stranger word, Remedy...even more when you saw my collar…” (done)

“I…” Tried to say the filly, “that is… I just…” Then flicked her eyes about before saying, “you look nice?” Seeming to try her best to smile and look convincing, but the act wasn’t working. At both looks the adults gave, Remy wilted and said, “I’m not very good at lying…” (end)

“Even more when you let those words slip out, and are looking around.” added Sieg as he asked. “I am guessing you have...a connection of sorts to something or someone?” (done)

Tilting her head and thinking, Remedy slightly perked before telling, “kinda… she’s my guardian.” Making both give the young pony an odd look. “Camous. She’s my guardian. She’s supposed to make sure I get to Rosy Thistle. She said I can trust her, that she’ll take good care of me.” (End)

While Book furrowed her brows in thought, Sieg consider the wording and asked. “I am guessing this Camous said to find out about us and our intents?” then thought a bit longer as he almost consider if this Camous was..a spirit of sorts? But that was a bit too far of a stretch. Didn't demons or ascend need actual bodies to form here? (done)

“She said I could trust you, Book.” said the filly. “And that I can trust Sieg only if your nearby.” Making the faux pony slightly fault in place for a moment. “When you mentioned a home and to… to just try it, Camous said I could eat and rest before leaving… but when the ship was around..” She dragged off before admitting, “Camous hopes you head for… Equestria?” Then nodded, “and then drop me off at Balitmare to find Rosy.” (end)

The two glance to the other as Sieg admit. “We could try to persuade Herr Phobia to head in Equestria, dropping you off-- after we help you find this Rosy…” then amended. “But it will take a while until we leave...mostly on maintenance…” then asked. “Is this Camous...a sort of spirit of sorts? It's the only explanation I can think of, well beside her somehow communication to you through that gem of yours.” (done)

Thinking about it, Remy admitted, “I don’t know… I think so?” Then smiled on, “but she helped Mama all the time. She’s really nice too. I’m happy she was able to come with me.” Feeling a bit sad on the why’s, but tried to not dwell on it. (end)

Book nuzzle the filly head as she said. “I understand if you don’t want to talk about it..Just know I’m here for you, and so is Master Sieg too.” the fake pony nodded his head a bit, as his ear flick to hear metallic paws coming, as their heads turn to Scrappy moving his head through the doorway and speaking.

“I have come by to inform you, that a small bed for the filly is in development, and will be within you resting quarters until a sufficient time.” then look at said filly and added. “Greetings, I am Scrappy.” seeing her scoots further back into Book’s body as Book said.

“She’s...scared of golems. One sorta...killed Blinding blaze...her mother.” Scrappy optics blink, running for a moment as he spoke.

“My condolences. I will be sure to inform all golems will stay ten feet away from the filly. I will also be at a far distance for her mental state. Farewell, filly.” moving back and out of the room as Book nuzzle the filly head as she assured.

“Don’t worry about Scrappy, he’s actually nice for a golem.” (done)

Nodding a bit shyly, Remedy thought to herself a bit and asked up to the mare, “are you really Mama’s little sister?” Then paused to correct, “er… the filly Mama liked as a sister?” Still getting past that bit of new information. (End)

Nodding to the filly, she confirmed. “I was. Blinding Blaze always welcome me in her library, letting me come and read whenever I wanted, even teaching me a spell or two with my magic.” giving a nostalgic smile as she closed the book for a moment as she went on. “She treated me like a little sister...even though we weren’t related...she was like a big sister to me, and was always kind and friendly.”

Sieg gave a nuzzle to the mare, mostly being quiet for her sake, and passively eating the nostalgic from her.

Having a sad look, Remedy said, “I wish Mama was here.” Nuzzling into the mare’s chest. “She talked about you… I don’t remember all the stories, but she always talked about a little sister and missing her. I wish she was here now to see you.” Then flicked an ear up and seemed to relay, “Camous said says never stopped looking.” (end)

“I’m...glad she tried to find me...but I was kept moving…” said Book with a sad look, as she admits. “I...honestly gave up hope after I turned twelve...and I doubted anypony would have tried to help me…” then look to Sieg with a brief smile as she leaned on him more. “I’m just glad I’m...helping you to get somewhere safe...I’m sure Blinding would be happy to know you were found by...her little sister.” (done)

Looking up and tilting her head, Remedy smiled and giggled, “Camous said that in a way, Mama did find you!” getting an odd look from Book. “She said that since I’m Mama’s little girl, part of her is with me, meaning she still found you!” Then hugged the mare a bit more and nuzzled. “And because she isn’t here… I have to be the one to say, found you!” (End)

A warm smile on her face, as tears slowly develop in her eyes, as she hugged the fill yback and nuzzle as she said weakly. “You...found me…” Sieg tried to settle himself, mostly with such an influx of emotions, but simply place his wing around both in a gentle manner, knowing that both needed this...especially his Book.

However deep in Book...part of her wonder...if this is what Najat felt...when Ash founded her? To have that hope restored, to know that someone was searching for her...even though she never knew if anyone would come for her? It was...odd to say the least, and it made her wonder a bit...if what Ash first said, when she first came on the ship...really meant something more?

It made her wonder...it truly did in all honesty.

(done)

The arrival of the filly was a little hard to take in with some aspects. For the most part, she was ignored and easily missed. But at other times it was hard not to notice the filly that would giggle aloud or excitedly trot about-- all within the range of Book of course. The young filly didn’t seem to ever travel too far from the mare. Which made sense when the news of her being scared of golems was made.

Nowa seemed to make a point to have at least a few golems's in the bridge at all times. No real reasons given to them.

But besides that, they didn’t have much chance to encounter the filly in the least. Well, until a few days later when they were all able to share a dinner in the mess hall. There was a distinct lack of golems just for the filly’s sake, and Phobia being a bit further from where Sieg and Book sat, only due to Scrappy being by his side.

Nowa didn’t seem to give a glance to the filly and Kan only was inside to talk to the mare over a few ideas to contract a few more sob’s into their little con. The only reason they were all having dinner in the mess hall was due in part of both Book and Remy making it. It wasn't anything special, but it turned out rather nice.

Remy seemed more than content to eat away at the food she helped make with Book, and seemed to just enjoy the mare’s presents. Though something made her blink and frown and look a little nervous. Something sieg caught onto before she shifted and whispered, “are you sure that’s a good idea?” a few in range that could possibly hear this, pausing to glance at the filly. “But… it’s just… I don’t know…” Ears flattening back.

Scrappy glance to her, analyzing what she was muttering to herself. Phobia glance, but didn’t bother to listen in, mostly because he was writing down some new schematics or ideas as he was writing down equation after equation as he mumbled to himself.

Sieg glance to he asked lowly. “Is something the matter?” Kan glance where the filly was at, as something made her slightly...suspicious. (done)

Looking to the stallion, she said, “no…” Then thought better, “I hope not?” Then blinked a few times before saying nervously, “I don’t know…” Not eating for a moment and seeming to think… then gulped and spoke up, much to her uncertainty. “Everyone?” Shifting as all eyes turned to her. Nervously, she stuttered, “I-I… s-someone wants to, ah, say something…” Ending a bit lamely and unsure how to really put it. (end)

Book tilt her head and asked softly. “Is it Camous?”

That made Kan quickly turned her head with wide eyes, as she never thought she heard that name in a looong time...after vanishing to who knows where. It made her thoughts of the filly...and soon the crystal around her neck...then gave a low chuckle. “Well, well...so that what happen to you.” (done)

Nervously, Remedy nodded and gently handled the crystal while her magic gave a little sparking. It seemed to be more than enough for something to form in the air over her-- and to Sieg and Book, it was not a guardian spirit. Not with it’s long thing bat wings, nor the tri fingered claws, or even the shape green cat eyes of the blue haired demoness that floated in the air.

Kan’s slight amusement wavered, now realizing that while apparently trapped in a crystal… she could be instantly summoned with a physical form. A very real physical form. One that Camous used to grin right at Kan and say, “hello little Kanny~ It’s been such a long time.” Sounding way too sweet. “You’re not thinking of doing anything to my cute and adorable little charge…” Grinning all the more with glowing eyes and pulled out, “are you~?” (end)

“Well, knowing she’s under your watchful eye, I can safely assure I’m not going to do anything with her.” said Kan with a grin, as said. “It’s a true wonder on where you went...who knew you took a long standing contract through an entire family generation. Color me impressed.”

While Sieg was feeling conflicted at this, and Book just gap her mouth, Phobia focuses on the sudden spirit as he glanced to her and to the filly as he remarked. “Huh..guess demons can be summoned into objects...good to know that rumor was true to an extent.” Scrappy was analyzing the sudden demoness as already he could tell that Kan was on guard on the new demon, as he soon confirmed that this demoness was potentially more powerful than her, and more scary. (done)

“Don’t get your hopes up just yet, you ambitious little Stripe.” Camaous smoke while flowing over to him like some demented water. She hung over his head and poked his nose with a plenty sharp claw. “Don’t get any ideas. We demon’s don’t just jump into crystals willy-nilly. A contract like mine is much more harder to barter than little Kanny’s contracts.”

She gave a low laugh and strighted up, “I just wanted to be clear with you all that you don’t mess with my adorable little charge.” Then flashed a smile to them all. “Or I will do ‘unmentionable’ things that shouldn't be said in front of such a cute little dear like Remedy.” (end)

While both faux stallion and mare just stare, with Phobia glancing to the filly as he shrugged and told. “Eh, messing with kids is petty really.” although he mentally remove plans to use her, as with a demoness around the tyke? Well...he may be mad in the head, but not suicidal.

Scrappy soon comment. “Analyzing of demoness named Camaous: Is potentially more powerful due to Kan guarded form, potentially more dangerous due to higher contract, which requires higher payment form. Is protective to filly known as Remedy. Assessment: non-hostile until charged is messed with, and will counteract in swift death upon enemy.” (done)

It was almost like watching a fish dart in the water, the way Camous moved over to Scrappy and poked and prodded his body. “What an interesting little toy you have here…” Then said with a smile and gently petting the wolf’s head. “I wonder how sturdy he would be until he breaks?” (end)

A low snarl came from Phobia, glaring at her as Scrappy spoke. “Do not attempt to fight or shout. She is antagonizing you, pushing your buttons to get a rise. She is using a means to see how you will react when she hint at my destruction or damaged form. She is messing with you out of both assessment of you and wanting your emotions cloud your mind, creator.”

Kan rolled her eyes and joked to Camous. “You can’t help yourself, can you?” (done)

Leaning on Scrappy’s head and tapping a claw on the metal, Camous smiled, “dear, dear little young Kanny-- when you get as old and powerful as myself, you need to find new ways to pass the time.” (end)

While Sieg was wrapping his mind of something...older here, older than Kan. Book just stare, having no words as Phobia blink in slight surprise. He was half tempted to ask Kan how old Camous was...but another part of him eyed the demoness that was still leaning on his mechanical wolf head as Scrappy stay, mostly looking to Phobia as he told.

“Do not let your emotions cloud you, creator. Camous would not harm without reason...or potentially without it being ‘fun’ in her perspective.” (done)

“Don’t be ridiculous, you silly little toy.” Camous lightly battered at Scrappy’s head before free floating over a table-- one that Nowa quickly evaced as soon as the demoness floated over her space. “Harming stuff is always fun~” Twisting around and looking at Nowa, who stopped.

Smiling, Camous said, “I just wanted to be clear that you don’t hurt the little filly, you don’t make her sad, you don’t belittle.” Booping the navigators nose while whipping around and stopping by Phobia. “You don’t use her, manipulator her plot with her in mind…” Then flipped and stopped by Kan. “And not try taking that innocent and sweet soul of hers.”

There was a slight protesting whine as those watching glanced down to the table that Nowa and Kan were at, finding the steel had been just crumpled in one of Camous’s claws. “Are we completely, crystal, clear?” Smiling with a sweet smile. (End)

If there has ever been in a time the Stripe instincts are screaming at him of the utter danger he was in, now was it. As he tried not to shake, try to keep clear expression as despite being mad in the head...he knew a threat when he saw one as he mentally told himself that he was going to drop off the filly in Baltimare, let her go-- and never, ever get near her again. As he spoke. “Clear.”

Kan however internally shook, but kept calm as she nods her head and said. “Of course Camous...she is you charge after all.” (done)

When Camous turned her eyes to Nowa, the mare quickly nodded, trying with all her might to try and not shake herself, but not trusting her voice. With a smile, Camous said, “I knew we could talk things out civilly.” Floating away and said, “I’ll be watching~” Eventually vanishing from sight.

While there was a pregnant pause of silence, Remedy said, “Sorry Camous bent your table.” Sounding pretty honest on that. (End)

Phobia glance down to the table as he was now annoyed...but soon told. “I can get some golems to try to repair it...or use the metal for something and replace it…” then grumble a bit as he finish his food and said. “If you excuse me...I’m pretty sure I need to get back to work.” then as he turned with Scrappy by his side, albit closer as the Stripe kept a hand around the mechanical wolf to assure his creator he was here.

Kan got up as she spoke. “I also need to work as well…” quickly moving as she soon muttered to him. “Do you have any idea how lucky you are that you just agreed!?” continue to whispering off as they left, as Nowa made mention she was needed in the bridge, leaving in haste as Sieg took a breath in...and admit.

“That was utterly terrifying thing I ever saw...in my life…” then glance to Remedy and admit. “I’m….honestly surprised she didn’t say anything to me.” (done)

Looking to him, Remy said, “Camous says she didn’t need to because if you did something, then Book would be mad at you. And there is nothing worse than…” Pausing to say out slowly to word it, “An-ta-go-nize a mare and cause… ad-modis-ty to you for doing something bad.” Seeming to only half understand the words. “More than any In.. In-par-ment she could do to you.” Nodding at the end after relaying her message. (End)

To which that made Book giggle at as Sieg understood it was a censor version of what was said. Book nuzzle Sieg as she said. “Oh I think he understood quite well, Remy.” while the faux stallion gave a brief smile, he looked to his bowl and soon admit.

“As much as I want to eat...I don’t feel hungry anymore.” (done)

Looking to the bowl, Remy asked, “can Camous have it?” (end)

Staring at her...he soon shrug and push it by Remy. “Here. she can have it.” he admitally didn’t want to know how she could eat...and honestly stopped felt like caring...mostly because of the sudden appearance of Camous, her threat to the other's...and basically being something even Kan was afraid of.

Book nuzzle the stallion as she thought of asking if he would reveal his true nature to the filly...but figure it might be best if the filly doesn’t know...unless Camous already know and not bother telling the filly at all. (done)

Fading back into sight, Camous scooped up the bowl without a word, though did smile at the little unicorn and pat her head cooing, “aren't you just the sweetest little dear?” Making the filly giggle and go back to her own meal.

Glancing to the two ponies, Camous smiled and said, “so you’re dear little Book that my former partner has been searching for all these years.” Measuring the mare over and told, “a shame. You would not believe the distance that mare went to find you.” (end)

Looking down a bit, she sighed out...but look up with a somber look. “She must of look for so long…” then glance to Remedy as she wanted to asked to Camous what golem, or who killed Blinding Blaze...but she didn’t want to remind the filly of her mother's death, so kept it back as she asked instead. “Who’s Rosy Thistle? Is she some sort of magic user like Blinding was?” (Done)

Laughing, Camous said, “oh, far from it!” Cackling a little and smiling, “Rosy Thistle is a very… well, let’s just say she’s very assertive and ‘do it yourself’ sort of mare that Blaze used to travel with during the first 12 years of her little search for you.”

Waving off Book’s surprise, Camous said, “They went separate ways when Blaze got herself into a spot of trouble that resulted in… well, in a little ‘accident’.” Flicking her eyes at Remedy before going on, “Thistle took care of Blaze during the first three years of it and a bit more until Blaze decided to look for you again-- with her daughter helping along.” Then rolled her eyes and told while flicking the spoon about, “I played babysitter half the time during the roadtrips.” (End)

Frowning a bit...she asked. “Did she...searched for others who were taken from the village? I wasn’t the only one taken that night.” (done)

Nodding, Camous said, “oh yes. She did, and found a few and got them home one by one.” Though while she took a bite, the demoness went on, “mind you… she didn’t find them all. Some just didn’t make it and others… well, it’s a very big world. She didn’t stop only because she never found you.” Then grinned, “she was very persistent. If it wasn’t for Remedy, I’d say you were her only family left. Father passed away a couple years back, and mother’s been gone for quite a while already.” (End)

Looking down...she asked. “And...my parents?” making Sieg look in worry at his unicorn, already feeling the uncertainty and bits of concern...as well as dread slowly forming up of the news. (done)

Thinking of how to say it, even with a paying attention remedy, Camous sighed and told, “your father didn’t make it.” Going on to explain, “infection. With how badly banged up things were, his condition just got away from him later in the year.” Then smiled, “but I know that there’s a waiting mother still at that little village. Blaze did say she would find you, one way or another.” Then chuckled, “she might not be here, but her blood is here. So I would say it counts.” (End)

Being quiet, she looks up to Sieg, with a pleading look to him, as well a gushing hope as he wrapped a foreleg around her. As he knew that if she wishes to be back home...he couldn’t deny her this. Even more if it meant to give her closure ...although this only made him know in his heart that...it would complicate a lot of things. Especially the fact she was owned. Book lean on him as he said.

“We’ll...come by there and...see your mother.” finally said Sieg, as he knew that despite his own concerns...he wouldn’t deny this for Book. He just cared too much for her. (done)

Taking a sip of the bowl’s contents, Camous peaked an eye at the two and told, “just keep your head down, you silly actor.” Making him pause. “I know that things might have settled in Equestria, but I know that there’s going to be a lot of commotion if they know what you really are.” Smiling a bit more, even while remedy looked confused. (End)

Book felt concern for the changeling, as she asked in worry. “How bad is it?” (done)

“Nothing that a bit of running can’t fix.” Said a highly amused Camous. “All I expect is a mass panic and plenty of running around. Nothing too crazy.” Then went on to say, “but I’m more curious about you Book, what do you plan to do.” Then motioned to the mare, “You do parade around the place with a pretty bold purple collar.” (end)

Frowning, she placed a hoof on it...and she thought on it. What am I going to do? Camous mention my mom is alive...and while I do want to be by her side now and let her know I’m alright… glancing to her master, seeing that despite his calm expression, she could see that he was trying to relax and not say anything..even if he wanted to say what he wanted. She knew that he owned her...but she also knew he cared for her, and if she asked?

He would let her go free...let her return home...but at the same time, she doesn’t know if she should. Especially more without him. It wasn’t fully love...but there was a fondness for him. And if she was admittance? She didn’t think she could stay in a village, stay and work as a librarian, or a library aid. Even more with so lacking of education that she doesn’t know beside basic math or advance reading. (done)

Watching and eating peacefully for a moment, Camous silently gulped the last bit of food down and placed the bowl on the table before saying, “how about this?” Floating down to lean on the table some. “I’m quite old, I can tell you’re having a bit of conflict. So how about I do something to help.” Then grinned, “the very least I can do for your generous help, even to go as far to adopt Remy here just because she needed it. And jumping to her defence? Well, I have to do something.”

“Once we get to Baltimare, I’ll… persuade a few little spirits of luck, futuring and such to find a way to help you out.” The demon looked all too happy at the idea and went on, “in fact… maybe I’ll start doing that now so when we reach the city, it will just fall into your lap. And by the time you reach the village? You’ll know what you want to do.” (End)

While Sieg just stare in slight surprise, Book look at Camous, uncertain of what to say...until she spoke. “Thank you...Camous..I…” taking a breath and admit as she glanced up. “I don’t know what to say but...thank you.” (done)

Reaching out to pat the mare’s head, there was a oddly… motherly touch to it as Camous said, “just let aunty Camous take care of it.” Then looked to Remedy and told, “I think somepony needs a hug.” Vanishing from sight.

Smiling and as if agreeing to Camous’s suggestion, the filly moved and hugged Book’s side, nuzzling away happily. Though she blinked and asked innocently, “can you still be my aunty, even know you’re not Mama’s real sister?” (End)

Looking down she smiled and nuzzle back with a foreleg around her, feeling Sieg hugging her side as she said, trying to not choke up in tears. “Of course, Remedy...Of course you can…” (done)

“I have a new Aunty!” Cheered out the filly while hugging Book all the more tighter. Her joy seeming to just radiate off like heat to the nearby changeling. (End)

While the two ponies kept hugging and Book nuzzling the filly, Sieg kept hugging and trying not to feel woozy, feeling the abundance of joy that the two made, especially Remedy as he thought. Must...not...faint… thought Sieg as he enver experience joy like this, even more in double abundance. It was like a feast for him...and one he couldn’t stop passively eating as he started to feel woozy out of the amount of positivity that was coming out of the two.

In fact he almost decide to opt out as he clears his throat and said. “Maybe we can go and read more books into the library? Read a bit more of the Funny Bunny?” (done)

From her place out of sight, Camous rolled her eyes and said with crossed arms, “I still wonder who made such an utterly ridiculous name.” Her ears listening to the giggling filly that soon agreed to the faux pony’s idea.