PnP Group 4 Session 43

<uSeaGM> **Group 4 Session 43 (home away from home)**
<uSeaGM> As our heroes approach the stone-walled manor house they can see that several large windows on the upper floor have been broken with their wooden frames jutting inwards. Unlike the last time Berry, Artifica, and Milia were here the front gate stands ajar and there is no pony there to greet you.
<uSeaGM> The manor door itself closed but not locked.
* Berry_ stares at the door, panicked "oh no, the foals!" the little filly doesn'ìt lose control, though, and approaches the entrance trying to not rush like a fool into a trap
* Watch_Tower trots on leading the way. Minions are expendable and all that.
* Milia grits her teeth. "Shit...that's...not good." she mutters in a low tone. "D'you think the talons were hired to hit this place too?..."
<Watch_Tower> "I hope not..."
* Milia perks her ears up, trying to make good use of her augmented hearing. "Anypony home?..."
* Berry_ sniffs the air and takes a look at the ground in front of the door, looking for fresh scent of blood or traces of it
* Watch_Tower keeps his similarly augmented senses about him as he enters the building.
* Milia shakes her head. "Can't hear a goddess damn thing..." she mutters, following Watch Tower into the building.
<Watch_Tower> <Keep it quiet...and try using the telepathic...magic...link thing I set up. Don't want them hearing us talking.>
<uSeaGM> The size of the entranceway is impressive but is made a little more homely by an old welcome mat. At ground level you can see doors into a kitchen and dining rooms but the main hall is dominated by a grand central staircase that goes up to the second floor.
* Milia jolts a bit. <Gah! Okay...the mind chat thing is new...can everypony else hear this?>
<Watch_Tower> <Indeed we can...also careful it's not really chosey what you send.>
<uSeaGM> Your augmented ears hear hoofsteps from overhead and then you suddenly spot a griffin through the banisters heading towards the stairs!
<uSeaGM> But wait... it's moving in a very unnatural fashion... almost like it was floating upright. It bumps into a pillar and its head falls off. You hear the sound of somepony swearing lightly and then the head is picked up, as if by magic, and placed back between the griffin's shoulders. The body continues it's journey, part of some strange balancing act.
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* Milia drops to a defensive stance, ready to burst after the gryphon, but relents as she notices its odd method of locomotion. <Uhhhh...is there...something off about that gryphon or is it just me?> Her eyes go wide as the gryphon's head falls off...and then reattaches itself. <...Yeah, okay, that's definitely new.>
* Berry_ stares at the griffon, trying to have a better look at it
* Watch_Tower| looks at the Griffon and trots forward. "I'm pretty sure somepony is floating that Griffon."
* Kkat frowns and begins casting spells...
* Kkat is now known as Artifica
<Artifica> (oops)
* Artifica frowns and begins casting spells...
* Berry_ mutters "that griffon is a decoy...."
<Milia> ((aha))
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* Milia nods to Berry. "Yeah...most likely."
* Watch_Tower starts looking for whoever is floating the griffon.
* Berry_ "i'll try to get nearer and see what's going on, okay?" the foal starts crawling next to one of the sides of the stair, trying to remain in cover from the upper floor
<Artifica> <This is bad.  I hope the foals are okay.  What spell should I cast first?  What will be most needed?  Wait, are they hearing this?  Don't think about Milia's... ack!  Stop.  Focus.  Magic... now.>
<Watch_Tower> <hahaha, Isn't it lovely? You'll get used to being more careful what you think....never completely helps I find I tend to carry on long trains of thought more then I do things like Ra.> He cuts off and flushes as he continues his search
<uSeaGM> A sharply dressed unicorn stallion comes into view, focused intently on balancing the griffin's severed head on its neck.
* Milia coughs awkwardly, flushing slightly red. <I didn't hear anything, sweetie, don't worry.>
* Milia can't help herself, though. She wiggles her flank a bit in Artifica's direction.
* Artifica blushes.  <Not helping!>
* Berry_ mutters "hey, hey jeeves! it's us, the adventurers!.... is it safe to get up?"
* Watch_Tower is trying not to giggle as he approachs the Stallion. "You aren't fooling anypony with the zombie griffon"
<Artifica> <well, that's macabre>
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* Milia chuckles at her marefriend. <But it's so much fun!> She stops her teasing, however, as Berry addresses the pony upstairs. "Oh, hey, it's Stick-In-Mud? Phew!"
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<uSeaGM> The body stops moving and the unicorn peers over the banisters. He looks a little embarrassed about being caught acting childishly. Upon seeing the party he smiles and adjusts his monocle. “Now there's a sight for sore eyes. We were beginning to fear the worst. I'm just doing a spot of tidying, be with you in a moment.”
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<Milia> <I didn't expect him to be the type to...handle corpses.>
* Berry_ "wait, what happened? are all the foals safe? were you attacked?"
* Watch_Tower relaxes as it becomes clear they knew this stallion.
<uSeaGM> He nods. "Yes but don't worry, the foals are quite safe. I'm sure the griffin who broke into their play room was very surprised to meet an enraged hellhound. Fifi the Third, Destroyer of Worlds and the children are practically inseparable.”
* Milia snerks at Fifi's full title. "...do you have a title like that, Cerberus?"
<Watch_Tower> "If not we need to rectify that immediately."
* Berry_ sighs in relief "okay, that makes four... but i'm almost sure we spotted five.... have you killed a third griffon?"
<Artifica> <well, technically, he's not touching them>
<Milia> <Good point.>
<Watch_Tower> <It's kinda iffy there My Uncle could kind of feel things he picked up.>  "Might still be more depending on how big the contract was...say did any of you find a contract?"
<uSeaGM> Jeeves reaches the ground floor, now simply floating the head along with its body. "Indeed. Another broke into the young master's study. But his father's revolver soon dealt with that ruffian. I believe Mr. Grey did find a note of some sort. He's reading it as we speak."
<Watch_Tower> "Why are you still floating the body?"
<Watch_Tower> <so...who is Mr Grey?>
* Milia tosses up her hooves. "FINALLY! There wasn't one on the two we took care of. I'm /dying/ to know just who the hell sicced talons on us."
* Berry_ "okay, that should be all of the ones we spotted.... but don't let your guard down, there could be more... i gues si'll take a window and check the sky while you talk with the others"
<Milia> <The guy who hired us to go loot the stabletec facility in Hope...you know, Raritron and Sweetie-Bot's place.>
<Milia> <Dude practically worships the Cutie Mark Crusaders...>
<Watch_Tower> <Please call them Their names...and that seems a bit odd>
<uSeaGM> He turns to Watch_Tower. "As I said, tidying up. We don't want them just lying around. Cremation is probably the best thing."
<Watch_Tower> <So what do we tell him?>
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<Watch_Tower> "ah, Afraid I can't help there. Fire magic was more Gold's thing then mine."
<Artifica> <I'm not sure we should tell him about Sweetie...>
<Milia> <Oh we've already taken care of that, no worries.  He also hired us to look into the slaver activity, which is why we were on our way back here to begin with when you joined up.>
* Milia nods at Artifica. <You read my mind.>
<Watch_Tower> <I wasn't planning on telling him anything. I wasn't part of the contract...and I'm still kind of sweet on Rarity...even if it'll never happen>
* Berry_ takes her rifle and starts checking the clouds, looking for any unusual movement
<Milia> <Yeah...and uh...we should probably say something.  Right now it probably looks like we're all just sorta...standing around awkwardly looking at each other knowingly and being creepily quiet.>
<Milia> "SO, HEY!  Yeah!  Let's uh, take a look at that note!  I'm curious.  Like a fox."
<Watch_Tower> <You'll note I've been talking while using this.> Watch shoots Milia a grin. "Yeah and I'd like to meet Mr. Grey."
<uSeaGM> Jeeves chuckles. "And you smoke like a chimney. The young master is upstairs in his study. The door is open but it might be best to knock."
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* Watch_Tower cracks up. "I like this guy."
* Watch_Tower starts up the stairs.
* Milia sticks her tongue out at Jeeves as she passes. "And you're fun like crabs. Bam." She tosses her head back in as sassy a manner as possible as she trots past. "...seriously...I'm glad you all are alright, though." she mutters.
* Berry_ after a bit, the foal comes back "i dont' think that there are more griffins willing to come down and rumble..." then she sits next to the others and tries to catch up with the conversation
<uSeaGM> The study turns out to be in the room next door to Grey's Stable-Tec shrine (whose mountains of memorabilia are now hidden by a closed door). The open study itself is spacious and lined with bare bookshelves and old paintings of the Grey family through the generations.
<uSeaGM>  However the eye is drawn to the broken window, a lifeless feathered corpse slumped in front of it, and two blood splatters on the wall.
<Milia> <Oh, thank Celestia that door is closed...>
<uSeaGM> In the centre of the room is a huge mahogany desk which almost dwarfs the grey stallion sitting behind it. Surrounded by the room's oversized furniture and under the watchful gaze of his ancestors, Earl Grey looks very young indeed.
<uSeaGM> He's currently occupied looking over a blood-stained note. On the desk beside him are statuettes of Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom and an ornate heavy revolver. He is trembling very slightly.
<Watch_Tower> <why?...was it that creepy?>
<Milia> <...I didn't like it.  Err, I won't get into it now, but let's just say he and I have very different views on history...>
* Watch_Tower trots up to the pony. "Mr. Grey I presume?"
<Watch_Tower> <When we get back on the road I'd love to hear it>
* Milia regards Earl Grey with a casual wave. "Yo, remind me never to piss you off. How you holding up in here?"
<uSeaGM> Earl Grey almost jumps. “Who are-?” He spots the others by the door and his tail uncoils from around the revolver's grip. “Oh it's you ponies. I'm glad to see you again and you've brought friends?”
* Berry_ smiles at the leader of the place "hi there, boss, we are back!"
<Watch_Tower> "Actually I'm more a minion then a friend." He smirks.
* Berry_ "well, we wanted to.... ah.... i don't know...."
<Watch_Tower> "So what does the note say?"
* Berry_ looks at artifica and milia hoping that they know what to say
* Milia rolls her eyes and playfully smacks Watch Tower in the back of the head. "Shush, you're a friend."
<uSeaGM> He holds out a hoof to Watch_Tower. "Pleased to meet you. D-do forgive me, I can't seem to stop shaking.”
* Artifica smiles and curtsies.  "Good to see you again.  I hope you are all well, despite the recent unpleasantness."
* Watch_Tower grins. "I know that, the spell wouldn't have worked otherwise." He takes Mr. Grey's hoof and shakes it "Hey it's no problem it's not everyday your residence is attacked."
* Milia catches Cerberus' look. "Oh, yeah, uh...heh...we /were/ coming to uhhh...follow up on the slaver business, and maybe pick up a special delivery a certain mailmare left here. But...things seem to be a bit more complicated now." She looks at the shuddering pony curiously. "Have you...ever shot anyone before?...You look pretty shaken there..."
<uSeaGM> "Y-yes. Please, be my guest." He slides the note over to Watch_Tower then glances up at Milia. "N-no. Sorry, I'm being silly."
* Watch_Tower takes the note. "It's not being silly."
<Watch_Tower> "Taking a life shouldn't be something that becomes easy." He says softly.
* Milia gives a sympathetic look to the pony. "That's not being silly, that's having a shred of decency. Nopony with any ounce of a soul left ever enjoys killing...and certainly not the first time you do it."
<uSeaGM> The note reads:
* Watch_Tower gives Grey a pat on the back and  gives the note a quick read.
* Artifica nods in agreement.
<uSeaGM> Hunt down Gawd's chickens. Take their gear and head east. Fly low over a town or something. Make sure you get seen. You're looking for a big fucking house. Gut everything inside. Leave a message from Gawd on the walls. Hit some isolated farms on your way back. Just like old times. Have fun.
<uSeaGM> RED
* Berry_ "meh, if you ask me, taking a life shoul be easier than how it is nowadays... i remember back in the good old times, when hunting was fun... then ponies started burning trees and shootying blind.... meh"
<Watch_Tower> "Red?"
<uSeaGM> The last word is signed in blood
* Artifica frowns.  "Ah, our Red Beak... or whatever her name is."
* Watch_Tower spoke aloud. "Well...These weren't real Talons..."
* Milia cocks an eyebrow. "Fake Talons? Oh Gawd...that ain't gonna go well with a certain gryphon."
<Watch_Tower> "I'd say RED, but right now seems hardly the time..."
<Milia> ((go over well*))
<Watch_Tower> "Ayway it seems. We should handle this somehow."
* Watch_Tower reads the note aloud for everyone else to hear.
* Artifica nods.  "I'm tempted to have this message sent to Gawd."
* Watch_Tower probably broadcast the note over his Send thoughts without meaning to
* Berry_ so, he tried to put us against the talons.... why? i mean, we weren't even going to hire them
<Watch_Tower> "Gawd? Na...well maybe we can handle this, but we've still got that favor to handle as well."
* Berry_ "but we should wark this gawd that there's someone trying to make her appear like the villain of the piece"
<Berry_> *warn
<uSeaGM> Grey manages to still himself, helped by your reassuring words. "I should hope they weren't real Talons. My c-correspondences with Gawdyna were going well.
* Artifica admits, "If someone was trying to lay blame for their actions on me, and killing my people to do it, I'd want to know."
* Milia nods in agreement with Cerberus and Artifica. "Yeah, she really needs to know."
<Watch_Tower> "True enough. You say you were in correspondence? Maybe you can put the message out?"
<Milia> "And if this is the type of shit Red Beak's gonna pull...then she's gonna find out sooner or later anyways.  We might as well nip this in the bud while we're actually in a position to do so."
<uSeaGM> He nods. "I was thinking of sending the recovered uniforms back to the NCR. They would want to know what happened to their missing griffins."
<Watch_Tower> "In that case..."
* Watch_Tower roots about in his pack and takes out the uniform form the Sniper.
<uSeaGM> "I'm not sure if they had any identification though."
* Milia pulls out the dog-tag necklace. "Oh, I think they did..."
<uSeaGM> Earl Grey looks at the new uniform with surprise. "There were more of them?"
* Berry_ shrugs "well, i guess this has been fixed... so..." takes a look around "where did you say my friends were?"
<Watch_Tower> "A Sniper and a fool who decided to mess with our doc and met the hoofs of fury."
<Milia> "Found this on a real brick-shithouse of a gryphon who thought it'd be funny to tear into our Doc...looked like the chode was collecting trophies from his kills or something."
* Milia smirks, tossing the dog-tag necklace over to Earl Grey. "They are fast, and they are furious." she comments to Watch Tower.
<Watch_Tower> "And scary. Remind me not to quarrel with you."
* Milia chuckles. "Oh, hush, I'm like a kitten...just get a few drinks in me first or something..."
<Watch_Tower> "I think Art might have somethings to say about that." He laughs softly.
* Berry_ frowns "griffins are far from the top of the food chain as a pony can be... they simply messed with the wrong preys..."
<uSeaGM> He catches the necklace, counting over a dozen names. "Ancestors give me strength," he mutters to himself quietly.
<Watch_Tower> "They'll watch over you, but you've got to find your own Strength."
<uSeaGM> Grey looks up again, this time at Berry_. "The children's room is at the end of the left-hoof corridor. I'm sure they will be happy to see you."
* Milia blushes at Watch Tower's previous comment. "Uhm...well...yes...you see..." <...butts plots haunches flanks tits docks slits STOP IT BRAIN OH GODDESS NO...>
* Watch_Tower does his best to keep a straight face, but cracks up anyway.
* Milia smacks the side of her head a couple times.
* Berry_ "thankies!" the foal trots to the said room, seeing if there's someone willing to play
* Watch_Tower does his best to keep his mind clear after hearing Milia's own outburst.
* Watch_Tower really wishes he knew the version of the spell one of the other ponies in his home town knew
<uSeaGM> Grey watches in confusion as the party either laughs or blushes at something only they can hear.
<Watch_Tower> "uhhh...inside joke."
* Milia closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. "...anyways...uhhh...yes...moving on...there was also the matter of this slaver business. Was Ditzy Doo by here recently?"
<uSeaGM> “I suppose we should talk business. When I sent you out before I thought that old Dandelion had just got himself lost but you discovered and thwarted a whole camp of slavers. That calls for a bonus I think. And thanks to a recent visit from one of my best customers I can give caps instead of I.O.U.s.”
* Milia beams a bright smile, moving past her moment of embarassment. "Sweet! Now you're speaking my language."
<uSeaGM> "I was thinking 1,500. But since you're donating that Talon armour as well I'll make it 2,000. How does that sound?"
<Watch_Tower> "uhh...do I get a share? I kind of joined after all that and I'd hate to rip you off."
* Artifica telekinetically gives Milia an unseen belly scritch.
<Watch_Tower> (do I really deserve a share*)
* Milia whistles. "2000...I think I can live with that. How about you gAH!" the zebra yelps, flicking her tail in surprise.
* Watch_Tower looks to Milia raising an eyebrow.
<Milia> <Surprise attacks, no fair!>
<uSeaGM> The children's room is large and filled with a dozen beds. Toys scavenged from the wasteland lie strewn across the floor. Peering through the door, Berry_ can see the hellhound Fifi in a state of mummification. A young colt with a long doctor's is busy wrapping her griffin wounds in bandages. The other foals are sitting around Fifi or climbing all over her.
* Artifica looks innocent, focusing on Watch_Tower, "We'll call it party funds, and they'll be shared for the good of the party, I would think."
* Watch_Tower chuckles at the Telepathy it was always fun. "I can live with that."
<uSeaGM> The only signs of a griffin that Berry_ can see is the significant amounts of blood and feathers around a broken window.
* Berry_ pokes her head inside "hello? can i comee in?" the foal is a bit nervous, maybe the foals don't remember her.... so she adds "i brought a book with a lot of pictures..."
<uSeaGM> The filly... or is it a colt? Who always wears a gas mask and full hazmat suit bounds over to Berry_ and gives her a hug.
<uSeaGM> Earl Grey clears his throat. "Well, actually I have another favour to ask of you."
<Watch_Tower> "Let's hear it"
<uSeaGM> “The ponies at Harbourage have sent us a desperate request for supplies to repair their fishing boats. I gather that there was some kind of storm but curiously they asked for gas masks as well.” He shrugs. “Their fishing fleet is quite important to the area and especially to our budding trade efforts with the rest of Equestria.”
<uSeaGM> “I have already contacted the Junkyard but I need ponies to take the materials from there to Harbourage. Which is where you ponies come in. The Junkyard is also the best place to go if you're looking for new kit. It's an old military base although the ponies that live there are quite secretive and have little contact with the outside world save for trading.”
* Milia nods. "Yeah...we've been pointed toward there before. I think we could probably swing that, seeing as it seems to be our best bet for getting across the water, too."
<Watch_Tower> <Is that near by where we'll be helping Spike out with his request?> "So basically we'll be playing deliever ponies?"
<Milia> <Yep.  We need a...ugh...boat.  Or a balloon or something, if we want to get over to the main facility.>
* Berry_ smiles when hugged, they remember her! yay! "so... what were you doing? i mean, besides climbing the cute miss there..."
<Watch_Tower> <how big is the body of water we need to cross? I can teleport and bring a couple ponies along...like I did earlier with Atom.">
<Milia> <From the sound of it?...big.>
<uSeaGM> "I am sorry about sending you out again right away. I tried to get in touch with you before but I suppose Ms. Doo must have missed you.”
<Watch_Tower> <well...if Atom can fly high enough to see the other side I can use her field of vision to teleport us across>
* Milia smiles at Earl Grey. "Oh, no she caught us, she just told us to swing by here first. And it's a good thing we did, too, it looks like. I think Berry probably missed her friends...oh and the whole assassin thing, too, I guess."
* ThePrettiestFilly is now known as AtomBell
* Watch_Tower nods. "That sniper and Brickhouse would have been bad for y'all I'm sure."
* AtomBell is asleep or something, but not dead
* AtomBell may just be too weak to say anything from wherever she's been put
* Artifica pulls out a comb and combs AtomBell's mane.  <Nopony should have to wake up from that close a shave with death only to face bedmane.>
* Milia giggles, watching Artifica give Atom Bell brushies.
<Watch_Tower> <When she awakes I am giving her another hug...>
<Watch_Tower> "So Mr Grey. Anything else you want from us?"
* AtomBell has a short little lavender mane.
* Artifica admits aloud, "I'm considering the wisdom of sending AtomBell directly to Gawd with our message."
* Watch_Tower snerks for a moment. Silly name. "Well, That does sound like a pretty good idea."
<Watch_Tower> "hopefully...keep her out of the line of fire if things go wrong..."
* Artifica thinks, "It would be the fastest way to get a message to her."
* Milia nods. "Yeah, that might be a good idea...she can meet up with the rest of us at Junkyard while we get ready to take care of this fishing fleet business."
<uSeaGM> Earl grey shakes his head. "There isn't anything else I needed. You've already been such a great help to us."
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<uSeaGM> "To send a message we can use the radio. That's how we contacted Ditzy Doo with your order... oh it arrived by the way. Jeeves was keeping it safe.
<Watch_Tower> <what arrived?>
* Milia clops her hooves together, giddily. "Oh, goody goody! Where is it? I wanna get to work right away!" <Just something I thought might be cool to have handy...>
<Milia> <<...Hoof...dy.>
<Watch_Tower> <Just use Handy....It makes no sense...,but just roll with it...and what is it?>
<uSeaGM> As if summoned by his name Jeeves appears at the open door and knocks. "Miss Milia, could you follow me outside please."
* Milia spins around to face Jeeves. "Woah...you've got good timing."
* Artifica raises an eyebrow.
* Watch_Tower rubs a foreleg awkwardly. "so...we going to be here a while or...?"
<uSeaGM> Jeeves leads the way outside. On his back is a parcel and some kind of shoebox. He places both beside him and sits on the front step, waiting for Milia to catch up.
* Milia nods to the pony, moving to follow him. Before she does, she sneaks in a quick nip at Artifica's haunch. "Payback~" she coos, before continuing on.
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<Milia> <...Goddess she smells nice...>
* Watch_Tower sighs that reminding him of Rarity...at least Milia was enjoying her augmented senses...
* Artifica eeps, jumping.
* Watch_Tower does his best to shield those thought from his link...
* Milia indeed catches up, giggling to herself a bit. She gives the stallion a courteous nod before tearing into her goodies. "Let's see what we got here..."
<uSeaGM> Jeeves lights up a tobacco pipe and winks at Milia. "A filthy habit." He floats the wrapped up package over to Milia. “Ms. Doo delivered this. I believe you asked Blackthorn to send for it.”
* ThePrettiestFilly is now known as AtomBell
* AtomBell has a nicely brushed mane now in all likelihood.  Yay!
* Milia simply stares at Jeeves for a few moment, before bursting into uproarious laughter at the sight of him smoking. "Scandalous!"
<Watch_Tower> "It appears he was caught RED handed."
<Watch_Tower> (hoofed*)
* Milia nabs the package from the air, opening it. "Next I just gotta get you to share a drink with me, and we'll officially be pals, Jeeves..."
* Artifica walks up behind, smiling with amusement at the exchange between Milia and Jeeves.
<Milia> "...red."
* Milia couldn't help herself.
* Watch_Tower chuckles cheering up a little.
<uSeaGM> The butler nods. "Blackthorn also told me how you dealt with those slavers. It reminded me of an old friend. I think she'd want you to have this." He hoofs over the cardboard shoe box. "I'm sure you will put them to good use."
* Milia cocks her head, safely storing her package away in her saddlebags. "Huh?..."
* Milia slowly opens the shoebox...
<uSeaGM> Inside is a pair of Power Hooves. Written on one is: 'BREAK', on it's twin: ''THE CHAINS'.
* Milia http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wgUzd305P5o
* Milia then falls over.
* AtomBell stirs
* AtomBell heard a happily prancing mare, "What....?"
* Watch_Tower looks over and then smiles.
* Milia tacklehugs Jeeves, squeeing. "THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU! I'D KISS YOU IF MY BARN DOOR SWUNG THAT WAY!~"
* Milia sheepishly grins at Artifica. "And, you know, wasn't already taken!" she quickly adds.
<uSeaGM> The old stallion accepts the enthusiastic hug and chuckles a little sadly. "Yes, just like her."