Arabian Swindler

After a almost lengthy set-up and finding who was available, Mercy found the turnout to be rather large. Rah-Rah and Gem seemed to have decided that they could come around and hang out, though Rah-Rah expressed she might head back to work if she was needed. Katsume and Bina were expected, though Tatsu had joined them on the way back.

Mist and Sharp had also came, along with a good surplus of the new female crew that saw this as a moment for themselves just as much. And there were a few of Mercy’s own daughters hanging around, mostly out of curiosity. They were not excluded though, Asha did say it was a girls night. Port herself came along nearly as the last one, Asha having gone to find and bring the mare along for this.

It was still a little odd to see former hunters mingling with her changelings, but apparently they got along fine enough. Some even went over ‘hard-ass Galdan’ and his training. Or one of the ranked Privates that had no clue how to talk to a mare.

Mist and Port seemed o have gotten together to visit, Sharp also by their sides and talking over a few things. Mostly of recent happenings and trading notes of what it was like in their own respective situations. As for Katsume, the feline mostly kept with Tatsu, who acted as a translator when it was most needed. The herno women looked so out of place, and Mercy could just feel her unease while mixing in such a large group.

Speaking of unease, Bina seemed a little on edge herself. No doubt having not expected this many people. Though her unease seemed to stem more from the former-hunters and just not knowing them. She mostly stuck near Tatsu and Katsume. Possibly to try and ease Katsume a bit.

Gem seem to be enjoying her self some, mostly having vary discussion with some of the former hunters and possibly gossiping a bit. Mercy did recall that Gem like to prod and gossip if she felt like it.

Mist seem to ease up, even if she lost a eye, she seem to lose that stick up her ass, especially when talking to her children. Mercy was admitally surprise by the change of personality...but figure that was Galdan work in hashing out her former thoughts to changeling.

Mercy kept a eye on everything, subtly listing on various conversations while having her own with some of the mares, a few of the former hunters asking in curiosity on why Windy wasn’t around. Since this was a girl night.

To which Mercy just replied in a mischievous tone. ‘Someone has to keep the Strip company.’

It was a overall odd sight, mostly just in due fact their former enemies were being so… acompaning. It was true that she herself had a few reservations of how Galdan’s crew would act around her children, but seeing this did help put at ease any of her small little doubts.

The only thing she now eyed was just Katsume herself. Watching the herno trying to relax in a place so alien to her… well, that was actually possibly how it felt. The herno women looked just so out of place, and both Tatsu and Bina had to seem to take a moment to explain a thing or two to her.

Mercy eventually took a seat at a table to keep watch, monitoring Katsume the most, though keeping a little focus on how Bina was feeling. She almost missed the curiosity that neared her, though it became cleared up when Rah-Rah spoke up. “So what came up for you and Asha to make all of this?” The rabbit sitting down to say, “I think this is the first girls night you and her decided to just throw without any reason.”

“Well, for one it’s to help some of the former hunters get accustomed with talking to some of my daughters. Another is that we never had a ‘girl night’ before. And the last? Well...let just say it’s to help certain Hernos expand their friends list.”

Seeming to flick a long ear to that, Rah-Rah focused on the two in question. “Katsume I understand. This must feel like some wired world to her. I’ve heard that gatherings like this for herno are a lot more… quiet. And organized.” Watching as a few crew moved up to offer a drink to both Tatsu and Katsume. “But Bina, really?”

“You be surprised.” Remarked the Queen, looking at the two Hernos as she continued. “Beside Asha and her brother, Bina doesn’t converse much with other's, especially us females.”

Giving a look, Rah-Rah told, “she visits me.” Getting a look from the Queen. “I don’t get to visit much myself, Mercy. I get so busy working on the ship, I just don’t get the chance. Gem, your kids and both the Twins vesit me the most if anything. Dejen mostly comes around for maintenance or inventing. And Asha comes around every now and then when she somehow knows I need a ear to talk to.”

Mercy and Rah-Rah did turn their focus back to the three though, Mercy feeling a slight reproch from Tatsu, and Rah-Rah simply hearing a slightly stern talking from the vixen that tried to politely tell the crew why they couldn’t have the ‘wine’ given. To be more to point, she was telling them why Katsume couldn’t have it. It made Rah-Rah half wince, “Right. I forgot Herno don’t hold their liquor well.” Seeming to shudder at a memory.

“Which is a good thing to keep a eye out for if someone try to offer it to her— or Bina."

Frowning to that, Rah-Rah told, “I don’t think they would offer a drink.” Going on to roll a hand, “she’s technically under-age by most rules. Not hold ones, but still seen as underage for that. They did bring Tatsu and KAtsume those drinks, not Bina.” Which did remind the queen, most of the former-hunters might see Bina still as a kid.

Sure, a very powerful super-powered ‘demi-god’ teen, as Dejen placed it, but still a kid to some people. Which might not go well in some ways. Mercy knew just how bothered Bina and Bakari got when she herself, first called them ‘hormonal teenagers’ when they first came onboard the ship.

shows what I know with them being mature enough. thought Mercy with a low frown, already been proved wrong with what she saw in the course of a year. Although she would admit, there were times they were childish,

But that could of just how they dealt with things. Bakari was the most immature of the two, that was a given. But Mercy couldn’t completely claim that she and Dejen weren't childish sometimes themselves. Maybe it just seemed like the two were more so just in due-fact they were… young. And that youth, mixed in with how they acted with the other, just made them seem more childish than others.

While she worked that over, Rah-Rah spoke on. “I get how Bina feels a bit. Most people almost start acting the same way towards me when I tell them my real age.” Which had Mercy pausing some and really look at Rah-Rah. Was she implying she was… younger than she seemed?

The slight attention made the rabbit turn her head and say with a sheepish smile. “I’m guessing Dejen never told you, which I wouldn’t be surprised about. I’m actually 17. I won’t blame you if you thought I was older, I just kind of act really mature.”

“To be frank, I thought you were around Dejen age.” Admit Mercy.

Waving a hand, Rah-Rah told, “It’s fine. Again, a lot of people just assume. They don’t see many rabbit’s, so pegging my age is… probably a little hard.” And with how small of stature Rah-Rah was naturally? It was a puzzle to be left to wonder. “But anyways. It’s why Bina and Bakari like to visit me. I’m one of the few people that are even close to their age.”

With a roll of her eyes, Rah-Rah told “They try talking to some of the teen changelings but… well, it’s a little hard to. Most don’t have the same maturity that we do in some areas. We know what it’s like to be on the move with no family to help. Sure they can act like kids, but I can tell they’re like me. Having to grow up fast and know how to care for themselves with no folks to give them what they need.”

Wordlessly nodding, Mercy consider on that little tidbit. Having no family to help...and being force to grow fast since they couldn’t rely on anyone else but themselves. They must have not much of a childhood due to having to care for themselves. Must be why they let themselves be immature and childish now and then. Or rather try to be to enjoy some of their youth. thought over Mercy, as the Queen muse on it, and partially wonder on Asha words about the Twins.

While they watched for a moment, Rah-Rah seemed to say, “I just hope they catch on that Bina’s not just some ‘special’ teen that needs to be treated differently. I know how it feels to be looked on like you need help, when you can do things yourself.”

“There is a chance,” admit Mercy, as she look over the ‘party’ as she said. “But I think they’ll learn that Bina is just like any other girl…” then joked with a amused expression. “Beside the whole ‘demi-god’ thing and being super powered.”

Laughing to that, Rah-Rah told, “Mercy, I think we’re all still getting over that fact.” Then felt her smile falter when sha said, “has Dejen heard anything about that?” And further elaborated. “About the whole fight Bina had with Bakari when he was possessed. I know no one’s talked about it much, but those two are a little worried of what news spread on that. They’re pretty sure a lot of people saw them fighting and… you know…”

“He has heard...something like that.” omint Mercy as she thought back to what she recalled as she explain. “From what I heard from him, the rumors been growing larger and larger with each week as it spread throughout Arabia. Some of it is two strange cats fighting and causing destruction. Other say it’s a sign that some gods are displeased with the city. A few even consider they were working for different people to take control of Abbassa in a usurper conspiracy.”

Thinking some she admitted. “Dejen manage to spot some bounties on them, but luckily they weren’t descriptive of looks, since no one were willing to get close for a good idea on what they look like.”

Nodding a bit, Rah-Rah told, “after thinking it over with the twins? I think we’ve figured that Maltar’s going to catch wind and send his lacky’s down to search them out. He will know the Twins are here. And while they hardly stand a real fighting chance against the two? That only means that others, like bounty hunters and demons wanting power are going to come looking too.”

“I figured as much.” sigh out Mercy. “Dejen knew that would happen, and been double-timing it on gathering his contacts and trying to formulate a plan as fast as he could...but sadly we may not have enough time to remove Dejeen if people are going to come after the two again.” feeling a headache forming in her head as she raised a hoof to rub it. “Honestly, we may be force to leave Arabia if demons and bounty hunters start tracking the Twins-- or even Maltars lackeys. By then we may lose the opportunity of removing Dejeen.”

Thinking on that, Rah-Rah told, “while we’re here, we’re pretty safe.” Seeming sure about this. “Even if Maltar knew we were here in Ramada? I think he would be smart enough not to attack. I’ve gone out and from what I heard? Some people have tried to attack this place a few times and learnt the hard way why it’s now a horrible idea.”

Nodding, Mercy told. “I know. We had first hand experience of seeing the Shiflting becoming defensive.”

Nodding in turn, Rah-Rah told, “as long as we’re here? They can’t reach us. Those Shiftlings sniff at everything that passes them up. I don’t think even a demon could pass by and cause trouble without a huge colony swarm rushing them.”

“What I’m trying to say, Mercy? Is for now, we’re in the safety zone.” Told the rabbit engineer. “I’m more worried about when we leave. We have to make sure we keep on the move once we start. Our greatest strength right now? Is the mere fact we can outrun everyone and outgun them from a range if we get the first strike in.”

“Unless we were overwhelmed.” said Mercy. “We can’t exactly handle a full on fleet. Especially if more show up.” frowning a bit as she admit. “We still have a time limit with Abbassa, we can’t strike at it now, but we do need to strike before Dejeen could get the city back in working order. Which also means ships sent and setup for ‘defensive measures’.”

Shaking her head, Rah-Rah soon stood back and and tapped the table with a foot. “Well, I don’t know about you? But I’m taking what time off I can. I think I’m going to save the ‘rebellion’ talks on Abbasa for later.” Smiling some to add, “so, loosen up and mingle with the crew, right?”

Giving a smile, she nods. “That is exactly what I’m planning to do.” then joke. “Maybe get myself a bit tipsy, been a long while since I had wine.”

Shaking her head, Rah-Rah said, “not for me. I’m still needed in engineering.” Then added, “plus, I can’t hold my liquor either.” Patting herself to add, “shorter you are, the less tolerance you get.”

Nodding in understanding, Mercy decided to get off her seat, trotting by to acquire some wine of herself as she listen to the several conversations between her children and the other females. Listening to a bit of good old gossip, even joining in a few herself to get a rise out of the mares. Mostly to get their reaction and lovely positive emotion. Although admittedly she try to have a, ‘polite’ conversation with Mist.

“So Mist, how have you been doing?” asked Mercy, seeing the mare right eye cover in a eyepatch, the mare glance over and gave a low smile, but the Queen knew the mare held a, cautious emotion in her. Mostly since technically the mare had some lingering resentment to Dejen. To which the Queen couldn’t fully blame, but knew that there would be some tension between the two.

At least Mist was being polite enough to keep her expression relax. “I’m doing fine so far, still getting use to the eyepatch.” giving a look as she asked. “What brings you to chatting with me?” to which Mercy shrug and said.

“Just to make sure there weren’t any hard feelings between us. Since we’re working together, I figure we should let go of past...gripes with the other.” the unicorn slightly nod and soon said.

“While I know I’m not the ‘nicest’ former hunter to talk with, I can at least be somewhat polite.” she however hesitant and soon amend. “At least...with some of you, I still am...having a hard time with your Stripe.” Mercy gave a nod, knowing that since the mare worked in Arabia-- as far as Mercy could gather, there would be some lingering emotions about the Stripes unsavory actions against her former comrades.

Coming up beside them, Sharp brought along a couple of drinks, one being passed off to Mist first before the pegasus took note of Mercy. Formerly, the Sargent greeted, “Ma’am.” And for a moment it looked like the mare wanted to reflexively salute. It was almost funny, seeing how straight and disciplined the pegasus was.

Rolling her eyes in amsuement, Mercy tease. “Relax Sergeant. You’re not on duty right now. You can call me by name.” Mist taking the drink by magic to sip as the unicorn told.

“That is difficult for Sharp, Mercy. She’s Galdan second in command for our group.” Mercy raise a brow, then glance to Sharp in amusement.

“Second in command? You must’ve been handpicked by the old warbird in his little group then?”

Nodding, Sharp said, “yes Ma-- Mercy.” Fast to correct herself. “Originally I was just one of his troops. But when Galdan didn’t like the picked stallion to be his second, he was fast to promote me to second. Said I was better with handling the troops and keeping everything in line.”

“She knows the rulebook from cover-to-cover.” add in Mist as she took a sip. “The group know her as a responsible and somewhat stern second,” then gave a teasing smile to Sharp. “But she’s a military nerd.”

Rather embarrassed, Sharp shuffled and took a sip of her drink, unable to hide her flushed face. “I did a lot of work to get where I’m at in ranks. I was aiming for the Wonderbolts, but there were some… family issues that stopped me. The Changeling hunters were the next best thing at the time.”

While Mist nod some, Mercy knew there was personal reason behind that. She figure it was possibly either family traditions, or something else. However she didn’t delver into that, mostly for the sake of having a relaxing time with the mares. Mercy however gave a grin as she said. “You must be a accomplished mare to get where you’re at.” although she did asked in slight curiosity.

“I don’t mean to be rude about this Sharp...but if you do have family in Equestria, why didn’t you go with the other's? I’m sure some family members of yours must be a bit worry about you.”

Shaking her head, Sharp admitted, “that family issue I mentioned? It’s from my mom. No dad to talk about. But to put it simply? She’s convict.” Going on to tell, “she used to rope me into her business before I knew better and it sort of left a stain on my record. So as you can tell, when I decided to join the military, it just didn’t go over well.”

Giving a more understanding nod, Mercy said. “Makes sense now.” then taking another sip, she asked to the two. “How have you two been adjusting on the ship?”

“It’s...a bit difficult.” admit Mist as she glance to the side a bit, taking a sip before looking back to Mercy. The Queen could feel a bit unease from the mare, as well as doubt. “I’m taking in the fact that not only am I working with a former enemy of the Hunters-- but working alongside changelings, getting to know them...and becoming rather aware of how more dangerous Dejen is with this ship of his.”

Pitching in to that thought, Sharp added, “we’re also trying to work around the civilian portions of the ship and the… well, what you have as ‘military’, or just combative groups. We’re used to military ships ran by military personnel, it’s a little hard to adjust to there being kids around or young adults getting their bearings. Normally we’d move civilians or changelings to new safe locations. So this almost feels like one big breach in protocol half the time.”

Nodding in understanding, Mercy admitted. “Normally we would probably move the nymphs and teens somewhere safe while we go out, but the only safe place there is, is rather far.”

“Like where? Somewhere in the Isles?” asked Mist, as logically that was the safest place a changeling could hide in safety.

Mercy shook her head and told. “A place called Humilit up in the Holds. It's a...town we help put back on its feet, and if it wasn’t for it’s temperature-- we would’ve sent the younglings there.”

A little confused, Sharp said, “I don’t think I’ve heard of a place called Humilit.” Then went on to think, “but I never toured the holds, so it’s not like I would know about it.” But waived this off to say, “still, Captain Galdan still voices concerns about what to do about them. Mostly when combat situations come up. I think he’s considering on asking Captain Dejen over primary base locations and setting up a safehouse.”

Thinking to that, Mercy conceed. “Admitally...that is a good idea. Even more on sending the younglings into such places...the only problem to that? Is all of our ‘safehouses’ in Arabia are cleaned out from our last trip here, and we haven’t much experience of locating other safe houses due to being on the move.” thinking a bit as she suggest. “The only safe house I would agree too? Is having one within Humilit, as it’s well defended and the people know us well.”

“How defended is it?” asked Mist in slight curiosity, as Mercy gave a amused smile as she told.

“There’s a small Colony, A Clan of Hernos, and a Temple of Ophenus living there.”

Thinking on that, Sharp said, “that might not be a bad location. Depending on how remote it is? It could become even more better.” Going on to even explain to Mist. “Having Herno and Opnehu near a hive would be invaluable. Even more the Opnehu. Malvus used to tell stories about their monk ways. There’s actually a special law the Minotaurs have with Opnehu when a hive, or falsely accused people, called for sanctuary with them.” This bit catching Mercy’s attention.

“Really? I didn’t knew about this.” said Mercy, as Mist herself blink as she asked.

“There’s a law like that?”

Nodding, Sharp said, “The lieutenant would know more. But since Opnehu have a very large amount of respect for people over their ways of life? Calling sanctuary is almost like calling for diplomatic immunity. Since the only people that can even gain access to a temple have to be honest or something.”

Mercy knew about that. She had heard from Asha during their first temple trip how those with ill intent or dark of heart couldn’t even get into the temple. Much less get past the Opnehu who guarded it.

“That does actually remind me.” Began Sharp, “what about those two Herno kids?” Looking to Mercy with some concern. “Captain Dejen told us a bit of their… well, power. And some of us have been talking about it too, shouldn’t they be at someplace safer than here? Like, that Temple you mentioned with the Opnehu in Humility? Even Malvus could tell they were a bit young to be on a honor trial.”

While Mercy could understand the mare thoughts, she soon shook her head. “No.” looking to the two with a firm expression. “They may be young, but they’re also mature enough to fight along side with us. They’re been fighting for years, Sharp.” giving a amuse look as she added. “Don’t let their age fool you, they’ve been through a lot, and are strong-willed to make even Galdan respect their spirit.”

“You sure?” asked Mist, as Mercy gave a nod.

“I am. Plus, if you did try to suggest it to them? They would feel insulted."

Breathing out and straightening, Sharp said, “we don’t mean any disrespect, Mercy.” Giving a glance to where Bina was. “But they’re just kids. And after that whole… thing in Abbasa city, should they be fighting if they could accidentally cause that amount of damage?” seeming to just feel concerned over the situation.

Looking at Sharp, Mercy told. “Let me tell you something I’ve learn while traveling with them, Sharp.” focusing on the mare with a serious expression, Mist noticing the tone of a authoritative figure as she stood a bit straighter. “Despite their age, despite what you may think of what could happen? Those two are more than just kids. They’re fighters in their own rights-- Hearts of lions you could say. They’re in control of their own abilities.”

“That thing in Abassa? That was just due to mistake in the past. They know their own power-- and know how to control it so far.” then going on to ease her expression as she went on. “They may be teens, but don’t underestimate them. They’ve been through things I doubt anyone-- even less you or the other Hunters-- could say they could handle.” Taking a moment to let that sink into their heads, she finish with a small smile.

“So try not to assume they shouldn't fight because their teens. Because to the rest of us? They’re right where they belong. With our Clan.”

Slowly, Sharp nodded and said, “yes Ma’am.” seeming to accept that. “But the Captain still voices his concerns. I hope you don’t take offense, but like I said, we’re used to strict military. The two of them don’t… fit into what he’s used to.”

“I can understand that much.” Nodded Mercy, as the Queen told on after taking another sip of her wine. “After all, this isn’t a military vessel, so it would be awkward for you all to work in this ship for a while.”

“It isn’t just the ship.” said Mist as she snort out a bit. “Its everything about the atmosphere of this ship. It’s too chaotic like, no actual schedules, no regulations.” scrunching her face some as she added. “Even the changelings who are part of the crew are a bit disorganized.”

While Mercy heard nearly half of her Swarm calling out in annoyance or irritation, Mercy took a sip of her wine and said. “Of course Mist. After all, not all of my children are soldiers. Even those who work with orders aren’t military like either.” then told in slight amusement. “Then again, that is the side-effect of gathering wandering hives whenever we find them to join my own Hive.”

“What about Captain Galdan?” Ashed the sargent. “I’m not sure if he’s formally asked yet, but I’ve noticed he’s been taking interest in forming up schedules. I’m pretty sure he’s getting closer and closer to asking you about training some of the changelings that man the guns or work the weapons. I know he’s been putting a few through the paces when working with us-- but I’m sure he’s getting more and more tempted to actually put the meat grinder down to make actual troops out of a few on the ship.”

Please my Queen. Don’t let him work us to the bone! begged one, as Mercy view through the Swarm mind of Galdan shouting at his own troops, the near ridiculous levels of practice being done. ‘You call that reloading? That is not reloading, that is having tea while playing games with a shell-- this is WAR, I want thos shell’s popping in and out faster than a baby maker, AGAIN!’

While that last part was funny, Mercy consider it. While she would be somewhat against making her children into soldiers...but it does get results. Even more so the changelings might need to work fast if they’re in a deadly situation. She saw Galdan troops main, reload, and target the gun’s almost to her children speed. Even more with them being new to the system, with the rate they’re going, they’re going to surpass her Hive in efficiency.

Thinking a bit, Mercy remarked in the Swarm mind. If I did let Galdan make a schedule and train some of you? We could be more effective even more with the Swarm mind...And possibly be more deadly in a fight. Thinking as she heard her children mumbling and being concern as she assure. I won’t force you all to do so...but I know that we might need such training if we are ever forced into it. After all, better to have such training, than not having it and we all pay the price if anything happens.

Looking to Sharp, she said. “I’ll consider on letting a few volunteers being part of his training.”

Nodding, Sharp admitted, “I’ll remind him these aren't newly minted cadets. But make sure you separate who’s fighting and who isn’t. Because even if he holds back? He’s going to be working them until they are at least able to handle a common guardsmen.”

“Oh I assure you, I’m already picking through them now.” said Mercy as she was making a list within the Swarm on who wants in, or could be in as while some changeligns grumble and mutter about this-- they also knew that their Queen had the final say, even more her having very good points.

Mist shake her head, as she asked. “What about the other crew members?” giving a look to Mercy as she motioned to some of the other's in the room. “Like Gem, or Tatsu-- or even some of the guys. Shouldn’t they get the same training?”

To which Mercy let out a small giggle as she said. “Gem? Military training?” shaking her head she told. “Gem is our ‘smithy’ and ‘mad genius’. Do you really want her in such things? I mean...just imagine the destruction she could do already.”

“So, sign her up for demolitions training?” Asked the sargent, Mercy stopping to feel the two out that, yes, they were serious. They were really wanting to know who was getting trained and what they were going to be trained in.

Thinking a bit, she said. “If you can persuade Gem for it? She might say yes.” shaking her head a bit as she went on. “Tatsu can’t join in since she had her own training and isn’t like a common soldier. Taka and Katsume are heading back to his village, so that's a no. Bakari doesn’t listen to orders from people he doesn’t know, or doesn’t listen if it’s stupid. Same for Bina.”

Thinking a bit as she told. “Asha is a healer, and while she can fight? She like to keep to her ways of being a sage and seer.” going on to add as she sip her tea. “Rah-Rah is our head engineer, so might not be a good idea to ask her. Debt can’t, since he’s Dejen bodyguard, and Susumu? He’s our medic, or a combat medic at times.”

“What about Dejen?” asked Mist with a raise of her brow. To which Mercy gave a look.

“...you sure you want that?”

Shrugging, Sharp told, “this might not be a war, but Galdan likes to make sure everyone that is going to fight, can fight with the best of their skills. If Dejen plans to go into fights, Galdan might insist that Dejen get at least some training in. At the very least, enough to defend himself against high priority threats.”

She consider that, as Mercy thought it over. As much as I say it’s a bad idea...Dejen tend to be really reckless in a fight. Or at least when he got certainty he could survive. But most of the time he’s cautious… thinking it over as she said. “I’ll ask Dejen if he would try it out. But my Stripe tend to focus on long range, or subduing his enemies.”

“A archer?” asked Mist as Mercy corrected.

“Sniper. He used his crossbow or other weapon for long range attacks-- and sometimes throw things to blind, subdue-- or hit the enemy.” thinking a bit, she said. “I don’t know how much training Dejen has...but Galdan could see what the Stripe need to improve on. Just...don’t expect him to be like most. I learned the hard way Stripes are….unique.”

“What, they’re scavengers?” asked Mist, to which Mercy snort.

“And consider ‘Racky’-- or insane as a way of life. They’re risk takers, and do things no one sane enough would try.”

Sighing to that, Sharp admitted, “Galdan hate’s ristakers in battle. And I almost agree, I’ve seen reckless actions and where they land the team in a hot zone.”

Shrugging, Mercy said. “Be at least thankful Dejen usually cautious in a fight, even more against a unknown threat. But in terms of fighting with a group? He can be a little reckless.” then thought and amend. “But usually Dejen is a info broker,”

“A spook.” translated Mist as Mercy roll her eyes.

“Yes that, he might be better with the military training, but it would be focused in gathering intel and scouting around. Even more with him being a sniper.” she however thought and asked a out of blue question. “How much does railroad nails cost in Equestria?”

Mist and Sharp gave the other a look, and Sharp admitted, “I don’t know. I’d think it depends on the quality of the stakes… but I don’t really know. We’re military, not construction workers.”

“If we’re lucky, we could ask if we’re by Equestria.” said Mist, then asked in curiosity. “Why the sudden question?” To which Mercy shrug.

“Mostly since well...apparently Dejen has a weapon that use those stakes as bolts.” Mist stair at her, then look to Sharp and comment.

“Who uses stakes as bolts to shoot at someone?”

“Apparently our new captain.” Said Sharp with a sigh. “I’m not sure how to really comment to that. I’m not even sure if I want to know how he gets something like that to fire.” Finding the idea rather gruesome.

“If he decided something is a serious threat? You’ll find out.” said Mercy as she took a deep sip of her drink, as she changed the conversation. “In any case, Galdan will gain his answer about the Stripe joining or not once I’m done talking with him later on.” then asked in amusement. “Now, instead of talking of future work, how about something relaxing since this is our night off?”

Mist consider that with a slight nod, drinking down her wine as she decided to focus on her drink than to talk a bit, mostly since she doubt she could get herself wine and relax anytime soon.

Heaving a sigh, Sharp thought on it and admitted, “well, I might as well back out on that. I don’t have much of a life outside my military work.”

Raising a brow, Mercy consider something...then gave a mischievous grin and told. “Looks like I need to request to Galdan to get you shore leave on a mares day of shopping spree.”

“Wait, we’re allow to have shopping sprees?” asked Mist in surprise, to which Mercy let out a hum and admit.

“Normally no, we just go shopping when we feel like it…” then gave a wide smile. “But I’m certain we can’t make this a first for the ladies to enjoy spending a bit of shekels.”

“On what?” Asked the Sargent. “Like I said, I really don’t have much of anything outside my military job. If it weren't for this? I would probably be in the bunks going over my gear.” Which, Mist knew was very much the case. Sargent Sharp did indeed have a very strict military schedule that was only interrupted for small breaks or drinks.

“I figured as much, but I’m certain we can find something...better yet.” said Mercy as she gain a idea as she requested one of her daughters, who were by Asha in a conversation for a ‘request’ to be whisper into the Lioness ear on helping to get a ‘shopping spree’ out for the females of the group later on. She was certain Asha would agree to this.

The Lioness seemed to do just that, and after saying goodbye to a few females, prowled her way to Bina, Tatsu and Katsume. Knowing that was going on, Mercy chose to try and convince the two mare’s, or at the very least Sharp, into a outing.

Looking to the two mares, Mercy said. “You should at least join up in the shopping, at the very least it’ll give you time to explore and look around Ramada. I’m pretty sure you never explored much of the city?” smiling abit as Mist was contemplating about it.

“I did seen a bit the first time I came here...but there might be new things around here…” Mercy decided to ‘sweeten’ the offer as she told.

“Plus, I’m certain there might be some rather useful things you can find. Or at the very least find something to do as a hobby later on. It can’t always be about work in the military.”

Sharp pressed her lips to the side at that. “Maybe I could find something to replace my daggers.” She had become very aware of how worn and pretty broken they gotten during the fight-for-life during the disaster of a refugee mission that had her fellows here.

This seemed like more than enough reason for Mercy to jump at the chance to get both moving.

“Thats right, who knows when you’ll be able to find good daggers again while on the move.” then told with a wide smile. “Now come on you two, we gotta move now.”

“Whu?” started Mist as she glance around to see the other's looking ready to go with them, then looked at Mercy and said. “I thought you were saying we could do this at a later time.”

“I figure we could do this now with it still being day.” told Mercy. “Now come on, lets go shopping before anyone notice!”

Sharp gave a off look to that and thought about objecting… but she nearly jump from her fur when Asha popped in and mischievously told, “Are you three sneaking out without us?” Making the mare turn to the Lioness, the two Herno and one kitsune.

Grinning wide, Mercy said. “Oh no, we were about to wait for you to join us in the sneaking out.” then added in a knowing tone. “I’m guessing Katsume agreed with our shopping spree?” giving a glance to the other Herno as it seem that way.

While Katsume looked unsure to that, Bina told while sticking near her ‘kin’ a it were, “she still need’s a little convincing.” Patting Katsume’s back to add, “sneaking out of a get-together isn’t normal Herno conduct.”

Giggling, Tatsu said, “is Kitsune conduct though.”

Laughing a bit as the Queen took the lead, shapeshifting into her disguise as she said. “Let me lead you towards the best places Ramada got, girls.” already planning on going to the best vendors in the market place as while she knows there were decent vendors-- some vendors might be willing to give a discount due to ‘good behavior’. As Mercy was leading them from the room, to outside the ships on the docks, did they began their way to the marketplace.

Mercy couldn’t help but smile, as while she was directing the girls with her friends, she felt old nostalgia. Being in the near chaotic streets of Ramada, seeing horses, d-dogs, and other few species traveling around. Even more hearing the calls and shouts of various of vendors.

“Yep, still as chaotic as ever.” commented Mercy, as she remarked. “Been a long time since I’ve been here. Wonder if those spots were taken up?”

“You used to work here?” asked Mist, as Mercy nodded.

“Yep. I worked here years back.” then amended. “Or at least, those originally part of my Hive when we lived here. We were alot smaller back then in term of sizes.”

Shifting some, Katsume spoke, “is… loud.” Trying to not fidget too much from all the shouting and the chaotic bartering. She jumped a bit when she felt something poke her, and turned to ready a hand. Thankfully, Asha moved to stop her and allow them all to see it was just a curious Shiftling.

Mercy found herself a little worried at Bina’s little spike of fear, the herno half hiding behind the women to keep a wall between her and the Shiftling. But once the drone was satisfied of her curiosity, she left to continue picking up trash laying about.

Turning her head, Mercy assured. “Yeah, most Arabia cities markets are loud. Mostly because they want to catch your attention, or at least catch someone attention while trying to outdo the other.” then added in slight amusement. “Also don’t mind the Shiftlings, they get curious, but one good sniff from them and they’ll leave you be.”

“I forgot how they do that.” Sighed out Mist as she asked. “Is it necessary?”

“Oh yes, it’s how they can ‘tell’ on people. They have to touch with their antennae to get a good idea of you. Once they’re done? They usually leave you be if you’re fine enough.” Told the Queen, as Mercy lead a bit around more, as they were nearing the entire sector of the marketplace, as she motioned her children to assist the other's to help buy what they wanted. She did however gave a warning.

“Make sure you barter and haggle as low as you can. Everyone here will try to overprice it, so you have to make it a good price you both can agree with.”

To that, Asha said, “well, I’m not sure about any of you, but my nose is telling me we need to go this way!” Moving to turn the group to a left. Not wanting to separate, the others followed, keeping pace with the lioness best they could.

“Shouldn't we be keeping with Mercy on finding a good place?” Asked the mare. It made sense, Mercy did live here at one point.

“Maybe, but I got a feeling what we might want is this way.” Told the lioness. “Come on Sharp, where’s your sense of adventure?”

“It got it’s early grave with the military.” teased Mist, as Mercy slightly wonder on what Asha nose ‘found’. Although with the feline, it could be anything at this point. Still, she recalled these streets well, and if she had a good guess? They could find some good deals if they knew where to look.

Or in this case, let Asha nose find their destination.

Bina seemed to stick a bit close to the women, if not for any other reason than to have a wall between her and the many shiftlings. The slight prickls of her fear seemed to just touch Mercy every now and then, just referring to the changeling Queen that, no, Bina had not gotten over her dislike of bug-like things.

The fact she got over the ‘issue’ of changelings being ‘bugs’ at one point was nice, but it almost was worrying how Bina felt so uncomfortable around anything bug-like. Considering she could literally topple over buildings or toss boulders.

Seeming to note this, Katsume asked, “Bina… trouble?” Trying to look around at what had the youngest of their group so bothered.

“I… I sort of have, ah… really.. I really don’t like bugs..” Bina told in a manner of how embarrassed she was of such a phobia. “I… I freak out a bit near them.” Half packing herself more to the center of the group.

“You’re afraid of bugs?” asked Mist with a doubtful look, giving a slight glance to the Shiftlings that pass by as she remarked. “They do look a bit bug like…”

“I’m just glad you manage to get over with us changelings, Bina.” said Mercy in a tone of thankfulness, mostly due to the fact she sometimes worry of Bina accidentally ‘smashing’ a changeling if she was spooked. (done)

There was a hint of doubt in Sharp, no doubt having trouble believing how Bina could be ‘fight enable’ when she was so scared of a minor thing. She seemed to choose to investigate why. “While I can understand being a little unsure of Shiftlings or changelings at times, why are you bothered by bugs?”

“They’re just… creepy.” Shuttered Bina before wincing, “I… ah… almost got… well…” Trying to find a way to explain it. “I.. almost got eaten by a… really… really big one.”

“By a giant...bug?” slowly said Mist in disbelief. “Where on the world there be giant bugs at?” Mercy herself question that too, since she never recall of giant bugs-- giant scorpions were another thing. But giant bugs? There weren’t much of those.

Ears flat, Bina told, “anywhere if they swallow down some demon blood.”

“Ohhh….yeah, I can see that now.” said Mercy, as apparently, demon blood was rather deadly to have on you in possible possession, and even more deadly to drink from. Although whoever drink the damned blood was suicidal, or very hard to kill. Or at least, could endure through it.

“Do I even want to know how bugs got demon blood?” asked Mist.

“Probably not.” Began Bina, “because I don’t like thinking about it.” Seeming mildly disturbed. It was hard to tell what had happened, but it obviously left a impact.

Looking back, Asha told, “oh none of that.” And cheered, “we’re supposed to have fun! We can talk about moopy stuff after we do something fun.”

“I think this is important, Asha.” Sharp said with some measure of concern.

“It is.” Asha agreed. “But now’s not really the time, Sharp. Even less with so many people around.” Smiling on, “give Bina some time, alright?”

Mercy agreed with a head nod. “She’s right. Best talk about this after we enjoy our fun here. Even more with less people to overhear.” Mist glance to the faux mare, then look to Sharp as she had to agree.

“Arabia tends to have eyes and ears everywhere, especially those who like to exploit other's.”

Sighing, Sharp nodded to that and just kept walking. Though she did feel the need to back away whenever a shiftling would stop to investigate her person. “I know you said it’s normal, but I’m not sure how I feel about them getting so…. Close.”

“It’s how they ‘see’ someone most of the time.” told Mercy as she went on. “Plus, they don’t know you, or most of you since you’re new. So sometimes more than one will ‘check’ on you.”

“Is that why they ignoring you?” asked Mist, already noticing none of the Shiftlings would investigate her as the faux pony nodded her head.

“Correct. They know who I am, even with my form.” then soon added in a dry tone. “Plus, Shiftlings do not understand social cues or boundaries, so asking them to stop will be nearly impossible to do.”

Sighing, Sharp said, “wonder how people or newcomers put up with it.”

Tatsu had to agree some. She had to pull back her own urge to lightly swat any that sniffed around places that would be considered private. Katsume was doing no better, in fact maybe a bit worse. If anything, Tatsu kept the highest of guards near Bina.

Oddly, their circling of the girl had somewhat semed the amount of curious shiftlings. She would of pondered on it more, until Asha told, “We’re here!” And like that they all looked to the rather normal looking restaurant. In fact it looked like one of the places the Scar’s used to own before things had gone south.

Whoever owned it now had a very.. Interesting way of making it. While one side had the restaurant still in place, another side looked to have a small shop. Mostly cloths. The layout just screamed ‘pony’ to Mercy. It just seemed like a pony-formet to do. Squish two businesses next to the other.

Making a face, Mercy said. “Ugh...whoever made a clothing shop next to a restaurant has poor tastes.”

Mist turn her head as she asked. “Why? It save space on building.”

Shaking her head, Mercy sighed out. “Ponies. Always squishing businesses…” then said. “No offense you two-- but squishing business together is very annoying to do.” looking over the place as she went on. “I mean, whoever bought the restaurant clearly was a pony.”

“Sound like you know something about this place?” asked Mist with a raise of a brow.

“Yeah, we used to own the restaurant. Got a good bundle of customers enjoying their meals.” Snorting a bit in annoyance. “Now look at it. I doubt they could get enough customers for enjoying their meals with how much space is used.” (done)

Asha gave a look to that and only smiled, “well, you know what that means, right?” Getting confused looks from them all. “We get the place to ourselves!”

Facehoofing, Mercy groan out, but pull down her hoof to admit. “She makes a good point. A arabian worth his coin wouldn’t eat here often. Having a place of food and clothing? They like to keep things seperate for a reason.”

Mist shook her head at that, as she said. “Well, lets see what this clothing shop has for us? Maybe something good.” The group entering in as they enter through the dining area, going past a doorway, and some sort of shopping space with a diverse selection.

However Mercy was surprise to a mare by the counter. “Poppy?” the pegasus perk her ears, as she turn. Already the Queen notice the collar wasn’t around her neck, but was around Shiftlings as the pegasus smile.

“Mercy! Nice to see you again.” then look at the other's as she said. “Hello there. Welcome to the Fabric Sheets.” then asked. “Unless you all are hungry?”

Shaking her head for a bit, Mercy asked. “Let me guess, Shima figure you needed to do something else?”

Sheepishly grinning, the pegasus nodded. “Yeah, she wanted me to get out of the Colony a bit, let me enjoy some fresh air and do other things. She wants the best for me.” then motioned around. “So, I bought this place by asking Hashiro, and combine it into two different things!”

“Huh...didn’t knew you were a cook too.” remarked the Queen, as Poppy giggled.

“Yeah, I’m a good cook, as well as a bit of a seamstress.”

Walking up, Asha said, “well, maybe once we’re done with a bit of shopping, we could get a meal!” Though did tell, “and don’t mind Bina over there.” Motioning to the poor teen that was trying her best to keep her cool. “She’s had some really bad experience with insects. If you could ask your girls to not get too close to her? She should be fine.”

Giving a understanding nod, she look to the Shiftlings to ask. “Can you girls give that one space? She has bad experience with bug-shape things.”

While they nodded in sync, one asked. “No measurement Mother?” To which Poppy shook her head.

“Better let me do it, sweetie.”

“Mother?” asked Mist in a curious tone, Mercy told in a simple manner.

“It’s a long story.”

Lifting a paw, Asha said, “no cloths for me. I really don’t care for them.” Though looked about to say, “but, I am curious of what other things you might have.” Adding on, “I know Bakari and Bina could use more spare cloths.” Bina shyly shifting to that. “Nothing too much, Bakari just has some shorts and Bina has that two-piece. I can get Bakari over here another time if you need to do measurements.”

Speaking up, Tatsu nodded to the others, “I will be browsing the wares here myself.” Moseying on to look around.

Mercy was already browsing what she could find, as Mist figure to do the same. Although the Queen heard Poppy voice in the background.

“We don’t have much for specific sizes, most of it is of Diamond dogs, horses, ponies, and a few other's. But if you want, we can do a custom job of clothings with our silk.”

“That would be great!” Chirped Asha. “Bina, want to go see if we can measure you out?” Watching the herno give a slight nod. Her nervousness just a bit thick with the few Shiftlings moving about keeping the place tidy.

Poppy took outa measuring tape, flapping her wings as she moved by the two and told with a smile. “Follow me to the dressing room. I’ll be sure to get exactly what you need.” leading both Asha and Bina to the room, as Mist asked to Mercy while checking a few civian cloths.

“What sort of silk did they purchase?”

“Less of purchase and more like made.” told Mercy, as she use a hoof to feel a cloth and hum. “Oh, nice, look like Poppy did use it.”

“Made?” said Mist in surprise as Mercy nodded and explain.

“Yeah, probably explain why this place is still in business. Despite the small restaurant space, this is one of the few places to get cloths of their silk. Even more with fast service. But I can see not many coming due to how this place look and is presented to the people.”

Moving to feel the cloth herself, Katsume spoke, “most well. Very… nice.” Sounding half astounded before asking, “made?” almost doubting how anyone could make a fabric so soft, but also a bit stretchy.

Thinking it over, Tatsu spoke, “this would be nice to have. Perhaps find if there is some tighter mold of silk?” Going on to tell, “something to form around the body?”

Katsume gave a look to that and said, “most… shameful for idea.” Looking a bit embarrassed at a notion.

“Would help seduce fools.” Smiled Tatsu and adding on, “and it would be good to even slip through places.”

Though at the mention of custom work, one of the Shiftlings spoke, “we can do.” Getting the vixen to give a look. “Can measure and make as tight as like. Or long as like. Want some custom fit?” Making the vixen look interested in the offer.

“Trust me on this one Tatsu,” told Mercy with a knowing look. “Their silk can be anything you want it to be if they craft it.” then said. “I’ll take up that offer too, I do need something…’special’ for my Stripe in that Kitsune form.”

“But isn’t custom works expensive?” asked Mist with a raise brow, to which Mercy stick out her tongue in playfulness.

“Not if your friends with their mother.”

While they gave looks to that, the shiftling said, “is no trouble. No trouble at all.” Nodding in certainty. “Do custom work all the time.” Seeming rather self confident in getting the job done easily enough.

Thinking a bit, Tatsu said, “then I would like to have some custom fitting.” And added on with placing a hand on Katsume’s shoulder, “and would like to bring my friend with for it too.”

“Me?” Asked the herno a bit nervously.

“You should get a few extra kinds of clothes.” Told tatsu in a knowing manner. “Perhaps try out a new style. Nothing wrong with it.” And nodded for the shiftling to show them to a fitting room.

Blinking, Sharp remarked to Mist, “this is just weird to see Shiftlings working a business in clothing and fashion of all things.” Seeing as the Shiftlings had… very little in the way of understanding fashion. Unless that was partly why Poppy was around, to make sure it all went smoothly.

Agreeing, Mist nodded her head. “Yeah. Even more when they don’t look like they wear clothings themselves.”

Snorting in amusement, Mercy look through a few clothings, already picking a few she might wear, she would probably need to tell the other's, mostly Dejen and Windy about this place. Just so they could get some clothings themselves. Maybe she could see that Stripe wear something other than those robes. Oh, there's a thought. Get him to wear something than that dirty rag. He’ll need a update in wardrobes.

Although she knew she would need to wait, since those two are preoccupy with each other right now. She however had to wait, mostly to let Tatsu and Katsume be done with their custom jobs. However she heard Poppy voice call out. “Could one of you be a dear and come in? I need some silk for these measurements.”

Like a bullet, one of the many shiftings rushed right away to Poppy’s voice. From the slight sound of a yelp, apparently they wandered a little close to Bina. But, there was no ruckus, so Mercy assumed that either it was just a little bump, or Asha was there to keep the teen calm.

Probably the later. using her horn to keep hold of one of the article of clothings in a neat pile for her to buy, while hearing Mist talking to Sharp. “Come on Sharp, take a look around, might see something that’ll catch your eye.” Mercy glance to see Mist already taking a look, even grabbing some clothings from their place to look at in thought.

Sighing to that. Sharp said, “You can go on. Everything just seems…” Looking at one batch of clothes for a moment before added with a scrunched face. “Something I wouldn’t wear.” Seeming half unsure and seeming to feel as if it wouldn’t matter.

Mercy glance and decided to intervene a bit. Trotting up by and said. “Oh come now Sharp,” said the mare, giving a smile as she motioned to the cloths. “I’m sure there might be something you like. You can’t keep wearing your uniform-- or armor all the time. I’m sure you would want to wear something when on shore leave, or among civilians.” even going on to suggest. “But if you don’t like what they have, they got custom jobs for your tastes too.”

Looking from Mercy to the cloths and lastly to Mist who was looking over her options a bit more, Sharp turned back and told, “I just don’t have a need for them, Mercy. I’m not exactly a… fashion type.” Half raising a hoof to hold near herself. “It’s just… not really my thing. If I’m relaxing, like now? I just don’t bother to wear something.”

Humming a bit, Mercy could tell Sharp was being honest. But there was a uncertainty in it. Giving a reassuring smile, Mercy suggested. “Don’t knock it until you try it.” then give a look around, already using her own fashion senses to pick a few clothings for pegasi mares. Before she soon neatly put them in a bundle and nearly shove it into Sharp foreleg as she said. “Just at least put this on in the changing room. Give it a try, you might like it!” She made sure to get the silk brand of cloth, so she knew the mare would have a easier time putting them on.

“I don’t know…” Began Sharp with uncertainty tinging her voice. It was almost like she was nervous. “What would I even use them for?” Feeling herself half-pushed along to a changing room.

SMiling more. “Come on, sometimes you gotta take a risk! Try them on, give them a good look! You might even enjoy wearing them!” told Mercy, as Mist tried to keep a neutral expression, as it was kinda funny to see the pegasus being as nervous like with something so simple. Still the faux pony manage to get the pegasus into the room as she close it and told. “And don’t come out at least till you put them on!”

Mercy could feel the conflicting confusion of it all, and the Queen almost wanted to roll her eyes. What had the Sargent so embarrassed and unsure, they were just cloths for crying out loud! Even as she trotted back to Mist’s side, she could feel the uncertainty just holding there. It made her wonder almost.

Though looking to the other mare, she was at least glad the unicorn was considering a few choices. Even if she only had one eye now, she was getting some nice picks out of the selections given. Though her wonder still persisted as Sharp took more time to choose to get dressed, or not bother. Mostly just a need to ask Mist.

“Why is Sharp so unsure of having cloths? Its nice to be a bit fashionable, right?” to which the unicorn thought as she replied.

“Well...from what I know? Sharp never really talks about her life outside military, and it’s not like anyone seen her outside of a military sight.” thinking more as she went on. “There were times she was with us in card nights, drinking at a bar or tavern...but not much else. The only life she had? Was with her mom, who was a criminal and never really visit...or talk about.”

Mercy consider that deeply, as she consider a fwe things before saying. “Hrm...maybe she didn’t had a good enough foalhood, didn’t had much of a life with her mom, and doesn’t know much of anything but her work in the military...In short, she needs time as a civilian to appreciate the good stuff of a mare.” Mist however thought a bit and said.

“Or maybe...maybe Sharp just need time to consider a life after the military. Since I doubt she ever consider marriage, much less dating...while I doubt we will be done with our ‘service’ with you're Stripe? I do at least have a plan to settle down...or try to. Sharp?” thinking and shaking her head. “She might just stay in the military life until she dies.”

“Woah, woah, you’re saying she never consider romance?” asked Mercy, as Mist thought and nodded in confirmation.

“She never really touched much into romance. Never even join the ‘gossip’ either. And when it does come up? She just evade or not comment to it as much as possible...she probably never had a date before, much less a relationship with anyone.” then thought and added. “She probably doesn’t even know how to make a relationship with her mom being a convict. I can see some people being turned away if they knew Sharp mom was a criminal.”

Mercy consider that...and knew that if people did know, they wouldn’t bother with Sharp at all. Much less shown interest. Hrm...I think we need to change that. Sure Sharp may think she’s ‘okay’-- but every mare need a relationship… then glance to where Asha was in...and decided to talk to Asha about it in private. Mostly since she rather let the ‘Lioness of relationships’ be known about this.

Though knowing the lioness, she probably already knew something and just want telling. Probably because Katsume and Tatsu were their current project to be.

“I’m not sure about this Mercy.” They heard Sharp eventually say, though the Queen wasn’t sure if the mare was wearing the clothes. “Could we maybe instead sit down and see what they have here to eat?” And somewhere in those bundled emotions, Mercy could tell the mare was just trying to work her way out of wearing a simple dress of all things.

Givign a smile, she said. “Oh come on, just at least wear them, let us get a look to help you appreciate yourself and maybe buy it-- then we can eat.” Mist added her own two cents.

“Just give it a try. Otherwise you’ll be there all day.”

With a reluctant groan, Sharp seemed to finally cave. And wordlessly, the two could slightly hear the mare putting it on finally. They waited a bit, mostly to see the results of the change. When Sharp did come out, she seemed rather overly nervous. Granted the dress wasn’t anything fantastic, but just due to the silk’s nature, it did hug a bit.

Nervously, the burgundy pegasus stepped forwards and looked very selfcontous. Casting a look from Mercy to Mist before quickly averting her eyes down and flattening her ears. “So….” Eyes half flicking up at Mist’s direction before back to Mercy. Lifting a hoof, she rubbed her other foreleg, nearly nervously fidgeting in place.

Humming, Mercy soon nodded her her head and told. “Oh yeah, that dress works perfectly for you. Especially with how you look right now.” Mist thought a bit and admit.

“You could probably do a bit of makeup...but I say you look good in the dress. Fits you right.”

“Uh, thanks.” Got out Sharp with a little spark of elation, “I… I think I’ll get this off now.” Mercy watching the mare seeming to bolt back into the changing room with a flush.

Mercy giggle a bit, enjoying a bit of Sharp shyness as Mist rolled her eye in amusement. Although the changeling felt that small spark...and probably guess who it aws for as she peek at Mist, the mare going back to finishing up her purchase as the mare decided to keep that part for herself. Mostly since it could be worked in later. Probably after the whole Katsume and Taka thing was done.

Or at least, until she can talk to Asha about it. Mostly since she rather have the Lioness know-- or confirm that Sharp might or might not have feelings to Mist. It was too early to tell, even for her. Still, she did decided to give Sharp a break as she call out. “When you’re done, we can go and grab a bite to eat on the other side.”

“Sounds good!” Called out the mare, a heavy heap of relife seeming to just seep out of the changing room.

Although I am getting that dress...just in case she might need it later. thought Mercy, as she bout a ‘extra dress’ of the same kind as she went by to the registar to purchase. Seeing the shiftling putting it in a small sack as Mist did the same, although the unicorn was surprise as there was no haggling-- which was good as apparently everything was a fixed price in this place…

Or usually, but it seem Mercy was right on there being a slight discount. The Queen hum a small tune as she told to Sharp while trotting by the changing room. “We’ll be waiting at the restaurant part!”

Getting a seat, Mercy was almost just pleased at how efficient the shiftlings around where to get menus out for each one of them before scurrying off. When Sharp came back, a bit more composed now, she also got one. Tatsu and Kasumi also came back with a couple of bags, though the herno looked a little embarrassed while the vixen seemed pleased with herself. They too, got their own menus.

When Asha finally came around, she had a fairly sizable bag with her. Bina herself seeming a little self conscious, but otherwise happy. Though from what little Mercy could hear, the whole measuring process was did with a bit of stripping down.

Which now made a little sense of why Katsume or even bina were a little put off. Unlike most of them, modesty of clothing was a rather big deal. Tatsu hardly counted just due to how sex and seduction was part of her lifestyle.

Note to self, get some custom cloth for myself in Kitsune form to see how’ll it affect Dejen. thought the faux Queen, already giggling in her mind of what expression he might show with what she had plan. Although she focus on the menu, as she heard Mist spoke in questionable.

“What's with this marking near some of the food?” Mercy glance to the menu, seeing a marking of a changeling head as Mercy blink in surprise.

“Huh. Seem like they’re making a killing with changeling customers.” Looking at some of the titles of the food, and hum. “And I see why, having actual love as part of the meal would fulfill a changeling any day.” Mist glance to the marking and food title as she look to Mercy as she asked.

“Don’t changeling just feed off passively if they want to stay hidden?” to which Mercy explain.

“Shiftlings can get purified and substance versions of emotions, as they can handle all sorts of emotions. Even more easily absorbing it and bringing it to the Colony. Any changeling that comes here? Not so much. So I’m guessing with this place around? A changeling could come in and order food with love-- and be full for a good while.”

Thinking on it, Sharp admitted, “would mean they only come every so often.” Then half laughed, “the extra price of ‘Made with Love’ is so much more higher.” She almost wanted to laugh at the bad joke there, but it now just made sense. “But purified emotion? That’s… rather incredible.”

Sadly, it also lead her mind to a thought that made her wince. “Wait, any emotion?” Seeming to figure something out before saying, “even… things like anger?” a half note of worry. At first Mercy wasn’t sure why the mare was worried. It wasn’t like it was a risk to shiftlings…. Then again a purified substance of anger in a changeling or even touching them?

Figuring it out, she soon assured. “Oh don’t worry! In fact I doubt they could even get the emotion in the first place!”

“How do you know?” asked Mist, to which Mercy motioned with a hoof down.

“They store all of their emotions down in the Colony-- and trust me, there’s no way to get in. Even less trying to sneak in. It's nearly impossible.” She soon added. “Plus, they’re stored into other shiftlings that were made for it-- and too big to move.”

“Still, it’s a scary thought.” Sharp spoke, though it seemed the others were a little lost. But shaking this thought off, Sharp said, “I think I’ll just stick to something simple.”

Seeing that food was the subject of point, Asha looked down and said, “chicken sounds great. What about you Bina?”

“Chicken.” Agreed the teen, “maybe some water too?” Each person going about figuring their choices.

“Love salad for me.” said Mercy as she added. “With some tea.” Mist look over as she soon told.

“I’ll take a hayburger with water.”

Mercy however warned to Asha. “Better ask for a actual chicken, they’ll think you mean a cooked one.”

Shaking her head, Asha told, “I’ll make sure they know not to put anything plant related into it.” Which was good to hear. Mercy already had gotten a clear sight of why lions never ate veggies. The trip to the Northern cornerstone and seeing a curious whitemane cub try veggies as a meal? Well, there was a very sick cub for a few hours. She certainly learned her lesson to never eat greens.

Funny, since most races Mercy knew had trouble teaching their kids to eat their greens.

All things considered, the girl’s day out went rather well. It did wonders for moral and Mercy could hear the chattering of her daughters over finding common grounding with the former-hunters. A few of which were trying to find something to go by other than the ‘former changeling hunters’. It was an apparent bad reminder.

Shaking that thought away, Mercy focused on in fact meeting their main leader, Galdan. After talking with Sharp and Mist, it was clear the griffin was taking the interest of the ship into great consideration. Be it training of new ‘troops’, oiling the ships crew to be efficient, or as sharp mentioned, making a safe-house location for all noncombatants to be dropped at and not be on the ship as much.

Making her with to find the griffon, thanks to her children of his exact location, she spotted him taking a small break as she gave a amuse smile to him. “Hello Galdan. I believe you were hoping I could assist you with a few things? Like say, a few volunteers to be under your training, getting them be effective, or a safe house location? Because I know where we could go for the last.”

With a slight glance to her, Galdan gave a slight nod and said, “Affirmative on that, Ma’am.” continuing to sit in place in thought and going on, “I haven’t worked out everything. Mostly because I’m wanting to get a good base-structure or idea how things should work. But it’s good you have something to tell me on those fronts.” Grunting out, “let me guess… One of your hive overheard one of my troops?”

“Nope, Sharp told me while we were doing our girls day.” told Mercy in amusement.

Snorting, he said, “so the Sargent filled you in. well, better than the former.” Looking to Mercy to nod, “but yes. I want to make sure everything is cleared off and more streamline. The ship could use it, and the changelings that aren't combat able need sidelines to sit on and not be in the crossfire.”

Nodding, she told. “Well, lucky for you I have a list filled out, and I’ll be sending the combat able and volunteers to you soon enough.” then told. “However, I should warn you they’re not recruits. Even less so with the link between them all and me.” then soon asked. “As for a safe house? Tell me, have you been in the Holds before?”

“Only during my more earlier days when I was serving under a little PR stunt the Kingdoms and the Holds did for some peace-talks.” Informed the griffin. “I won’t bore you with the details, but I have toured the Holds during one part of my career.”

Giving a nod, she asked. “Ever went to the northern parts of the Holds?”

“Negative on that.” Told the old bird. “Most of it was in the middle of the place and one area to the west that most of the talks took place. The north was a bit on the unadvised side due to how violent the winter storms got.”

Nodding more, Mercy explained. “The reason I ask, is because there is a town we helped put back on its feet a year back. it's not on the map, and usually most try to stay away from it-- or at least probably use to. Its call Humilit, and it could serve as a safe-house for various of reasons. One of them is due to the people knowing us and wouldn’t mind a safe-house being used there. The other reasons is due to a Herno Clan living there and the Ophenu as well.”

Nodding a bit, Galdan said, “what about leadership?” Lifting a talon to say, “I know changelings have a Hive-made connection. And while it stretches, it only goes so far. What’s your plan for when you drop off both non-combatants and also young there while going about the world?” Then cocked his head to the side, “supposing you’re not staying with them.”

“A good question, Captain.” said Mercy as she answer with a smile. “There is already a changeling living there...and a Colony of sorts. Nothing like the one here in Ramada, it’s a bit smaller...but I can ensure there is a connection there that could help for the non-combatants and the young.”

“I don’t think a few changelings will help.” Galdan pointed out. “I’ve done my research, Ma’am. I know that changelings do best with Queens. And from where I sit, there’s only one Queen they follow to the T, and that’s you. Separation never goes well for your kind. Even if it’s to keep a number safe. Unless you got a good connection, it just don’t work like that.”

Though he did add on, “But, I also know that there are ways to stretch that connection. And I also know that one Queen in a hive isn’t the limitation. Ever thought about finding another Queen to strengthen the connection so you could keep the connection strong for the one’s in the safehouse?”

Thinking a bit, Mercy admit. “There is Alibi...but she is still learning on how to keep form of the connection. She still need to learn how to keep the link stable enough...but with the two of us its possible…” thinking a bit as she admit. “But it’ll take time.”

Shaking his head, Galdan told, “if it’s just a kid? I’d say no. You want a leader at the Safehouse to send the orders along, not a young Queen that’s still learning the ropes.” Straightening up to add on, “I know Hives aren't a military, but you need a chain of command. You’re here on the front lines, and you need another Queen with the near fame experience, to deal with all social affairs in the Safehouse.”

Frowning, she admit. “You are right...but finding a Queen to join us is...difficult.” going on to explain. “I do not know how much you know, but for two Queens to join in a link and...share changelings? It is rather, difficult. Not only in terms of sharing leadership, but also ‘changeling politics’ as it were. Even less if the other Queen isn’t willing.”

With a upturn of his beak, Galdan told, “finding a queen won’t be an issue, Ma’am.” And reaching into his breast pocket, pulled out the damned stone that pulsed with a distressed ping. “I still have one of these. If you need to find one, I can search with my troops.” Though he did tell, “but I doubt we need to. With how this place has become? I’m willing to bet that a few Queens already found a place to hide around here.”

“That is, if they’re in Arabia. As some hives do hide within a city-- or somewhere close to one.” then thought as she consider it...and amend. “But...I can actually see some Queens hiding here, as this is the only anti-hunter city, with many defenders…” thinking and said. “I’ll talk to Shima if there are any Queens. Talk to them and see if they’re willing to try this idea out.”

She however added. “Also, in terms of the crew joining for some training? You should talk to Gem about her joining with demolition training. Dejen might be suited in the ‘spook’ area as a sniper.”

Snorting some to that in amusement, Galdan told, “I’ll talk it over. I don’t have much with demo-experts. Lost two of my best during the betrayal. But I got one guy that knows his bombs.” Thinking more on it, he told, “can’t help too much with Dejen. I only have tw scout’s left, and they’re not to the level of spooks. As for sniping? I have three people that can do the job in polishing the guy up.”

He breathed in and told, “once I get a solid schedule down, I’ll pass it along to you so those I’ll be training get to the places in time. I’ll take it easy, but once they get a smidge of skill, I’m upping the training.” Galdan seeming to steel up with, “I’m making damned good soldiers out of them. I ain’t going soft once they start getting steeled.”

Smiling, she nodded, even though she heard groans and complains in the link, she knew this was best for them. “I wouldn’t have it anyother way.” she however suggested. “But if I could make a few suggestions? If you are going to try training Dejen, talk to Asha on Stripe behavior. Mostly to watch out what they might do-- or get a idea on anything.” she however asked.

“Do you know much on where to get railroad nails in Equestria, Galdan?”

With a look, the old bird asked, “do I want to know why you’re asking?”

A knowing smile on her face, she said in a secretive tone. “Ask Dejen about his ‘choo-choo’ weapon. You’ll understand why I ask.”

He sighed to that and shook his head. But, Galdan soon replied to her question from before. “In concerns to training stripes in particular? I would rather get a specialist in the area to train him. Specialists we lack.” Then went on to tell, “if this was my ship? I’d either place in a request from the heir ups, or go to a place that would give them. In this case, the isles and see if any specialists were available to get Dejen the needed training for him.”

“That….might be a bad idea.” said Mercy. “Mostly since...Stripes are rather…” thinking of a polite way to say it. “Have unspoken rules of other Stripes from other clans.” Then soon added. “Not to mention i doubt we could even get one willing to train Dejen, since this ship is, well technically our Clan home in their views.”

Thinking on it, Galdan snorted out, “then I’ll troubleshoot with Asha and see if she knows any other’s. Because I’m not qualified to give anything related to spook work. I teach soldiers, not spies.”

“Of course Galdan.” nodded Mercy as she asked. “Anything else we need to talk of?”

“One last thing.” Got out Galdan. “The hunters. I know you and Dejen are putting up a fight with them, but I think if you want to stand a chance, you’re going to need to be more proactive in finding what few nuggets of good you can in them.” Seeming to make a point to mention this. “I’ve spent years with the organization once changelings started to become a ‘viable’ enough threat to security. I know that there are plenty of troops that are merely following orders.”

He seemed to stop for Mercy to think it over before continuing. “They’re spread thin. I’m what you call, a rare exception where a good meaning soldier, could reach out and get a crew that doesn't have that self-justice thought process to muck things up. I’m confident now, that you can find more if you sift through their numbers.”

“Get more defectors?” Started Galdan, “get more support. Get more support? Have better chances of dealing with the real issue in the Hunters all together.”

Thinking it over, Mercy consider it...and sigh with a nod. “You are correct, however it will be a good while for us to not only find the ‘good ones’ but even convincing them.’ then thought on as she told. “Even less on how to spread the message, since we need to not only get to find them, but make sure they’ll actually listen to us, or you for that matter.”

“Oh, I can get them to listen.” Assured Galdan. “I just need to screen for the right ones. The rest? I’ll boot to the nearest law to deal with.”

Snorting, Mercy said. “No offense Galdan, but the only way for us to start going to the Hunters to screen them? Is if we actually go straight to one of their headquarters, let you talk, and hope they won’t fire at us.”

With a look, Galdan asked, “and what keeps Dejen from just boarding or raiding Hunter ships?” Giving a slight smirk to say, “at this moment, I am under the guise of a renegade soldier. My mission is to further expose any underhanded dealings the hunter’s are doing illegally or against the rules they had made themselves. I have the leeway to get dirty to finally do my job.”

Thinking, she couldn’t help but snort in amusement. “Knowing Dejen? He would order the ship to fire at the engines to keep those ships from escaping and do that.” then thought and said. “We could even go to the few ships that might patrol around here, maybe even up by Equestria if we wanted to take the risks-- or to the Holds since the Minotaurs got a tight hold on the Hunters there.”

Shaking his head, Galdan waved, “I’ll leave it to both you and the Sir then. In the meantime, think about what I said about a Queen for that link. If we want a stable safehouse for the civi changings? I think you’re going to need a competent second-Queen to do just that.”

Thinking, she nod in agreement. “I might actually go and see if Shima knows any Queens here.” then asked one of her children to take the bag of cloths she got to her room-- and see if the Stripe and pegasus were still ‘busy’? When one of her daughters pass by and took the bag, she waited for a minute, then internally giggle as they were still going at it. But she figured it would be best to leave them be for now.

“If you excuse me, I have a meeting to go to.” already making her way to get off the ship and meet with Shima as soon as she could, mostly to see if she could talk and screen the Queens to see if they could make a agreement.