Moments of Epsilon

[Creator_Drake]

He chuckled as he glanced at Myriad.

"Of course, though that's why you take things in bits at a time, else you'll always be overwhelmed and won't be able to take everything in." Following Mary, the group of 4 took in the various sights as they made their way. Niri hummed as her eyes traveled over the walls.

"Do you suppose we could check out the Egyptian Era when we get a chance?" Drake gave her a firm nod.

"Sure, don't see why not, its a pretty interesting time period too."

[Fanfic Fetishist]

The group descended down the stairs to the Edo Era floor, where statues of Nobunaga Oda, Ieyasu Tokugawa, and Hideyoshi Toyotomi stood at the base of the stairway, weapons drawn and facing each other. Some of the rooms held the writings of the three leaders, events from the era depicted in elegant murals. Weapons and armor from the time were there as well.

Standing one of the rooms was a ghostly woman in black armor, her feet gone and replaced by ghostly flames around her ankles. She was staring respectfully up at a statue of Nobunaga Oda.

[Creator_Drake]

Coming to stand near the ghostly woman Drake red Nobunaga's plaque in silence, the others having chosen different artifacts to look at, although Niri did give him a look as he walked over. Standing straight with his hands in his pockets, the traveler gazed upon the statue of the Oda ancester with curiousity and a little wonder. He knew about many historical figures from his studies, Nobunaga being one of them. He cast a side glance to the woman before looking at the statue once more.

"Would be interesting to see what he was like in person, don't you think?" His voice was just above a whisper, and his tone was warm and welcoming. He wondered who this woman was; he knew what she was, he didn't need to sense it when catching sight of the space where her foot would be. So, it was natural that he was curious.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

The Yami Bake Samurai, a katana sheathed on her back, just nodded solemnly. "...Forgive me if I seem out of sorts," she said. "I am Natsume, of the Rising Sun League. I chose this statue because..." She sighed. "It's odd, really. I recently Thresholded into this a few months ago. And I keep getting these... odd sensory flashes."

She looked up at the statue, staring at it in the eyes. "I have the oddest feeling that I am directly descended from this man..."

[Creator_Drake]

"Hmm, perhaps you very well may be, but is there not also a chance that you could be a reincarnation of someone in his line? Perhaps given enough time your mind will be able to make sense of what your body is feeling. Ah, where are my manners? You have already introduced yourself yet I have not." Turning to her he gave her a formal bow, bending 45 degrees at the hips. Back home he was always a fan of Japanese culture, the cuisine, music, even the language. He took it as a minor in his college days before his powers has emerged and had been rather good too, some Japanese natives stating that he sounded as if he had grown in Japan his whole life.

"My name is Vladimir Desmond, it is an honour to meet you Natsume-san." He spoke in plain english, but his tone was respectful when speaking her name.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Natsume smiled. "It is good to meet you, Desmond-sama," she said, bowing. "What brings you to the Clocktower today?"

Elsewhere, Myriad was listening in fascination as Mary detailed some of the history she knew about the area. Through the bond they shared, which wasn't as strong as the bond with Mary or Niri but still present, Drake would be able to feel Myriad's amazement at actually finding history interesting...

[Creator_Drake]

Feeling the amazment coursing through his bond with Myriad brought a smile to his face, which only widened as Niri's feelings were added on top.

"I'm actually here to speak with Lady Chronos on some matters, the girls and I are simply taking in the sights as we wait. You can see the 3 of them over there; Niri the Leviathan, Myriad the Legion and Mary the DemiElohim." He felt a warmth in his heart as he gazed upon the 3 getting on so well together, it was moments like this that he loved more than anything. He turned back to Natsume.

"Also, you don't need to use Sama with me, I'm not that old; I'm perfectly fine with san. I'm curious though, if you don't mind, may I ask what you have thresheld into, I have not seen an Ultramaiden quite like yourself, Natsume-san."

[Fanfic Fetishist]

"A DemiElohim?" Natsume asked. "Impressive." She turned to Drake and bowed again. "Forgive me my need for formalities," she said. "I am still getting used to the fact that I need a Tamer. And I'm not surprised that you don't know my breed. I sense that you are a beginning Tamer, and my breed is most common in the Rising Sun League anyway. I am a Yami Bake Samurai, a Spirit type. My powers are astral and melee based."

She quirked an eyebrow, somewhat amused. "Interesting that you are seeing Lady Chronos. Most people would seek out the mother of a DemiLegendary when they acquire one."

[Creator_Drake]

He suddenly laughed somewhat nervously, rubbing the back of his head.

"Haha eh, no, I'm not here to woo one of the daughters of Lady Chronos. I'm just here to discuss some things with her before we take a room for the night; its been a wild day for me and the girls." Scratching his cheek he looked at her with an easy going smile.

"As for just starting out, eehhhh it is somewhat like that. Niri's been with me for a little longer than Mary and Myriad have, but we all started this journey together and so far it has led us here to the Lair of Lady Chronos. How about yourself? What journey do you wish to undertake if I may be so bold to ask, Natsume-san?"

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Natsume blushed. "I meant that since you had a DemiElohim, the logical thing to me would be to seek out Lady Elohim," she said. "My apologies for the misunderstanding." She sighed, looking at the statue again. "As for my journey... I don't know, honestly. I'm mainly staying here under Lady Chronos's care while a legal matter is dealt with. Normally, the law is that Threshold subjects are allowed to keep their job if they're already employed when it triggers, however my employer at the weapons store I worked at in Hiroshima is racist against Pokegirls. Lady Chronos was in the area at the time, visiting Lady Orochi and Lady Amaterasu, when she noticed me."

Natsume smiled warmly. "She's taken care of me ever since, taught me how to manifest my astral armor and weapons," she said. "And when my sister was overcome by her condition, she was taken in as well. I've been thinking about becoming one of the guardians here, to repay her for her kindness."

[Creator_Drake]

"Oh I see, then that was my misunderstanding Natsume-san. As for Mary yes I've already spoken to Lady Elohim about the matter, so it is alright." He chuckled a bit with that cleared up. He smiled with empathy for Natsume as she told her story, feeling for the girl.

"It's unfortunate that the man felt that way, you look to be a dependable woman of integrety. It was his loss and the gain of Lady Chronos that day when she visited her fellow Primes. I have no doubt you will be a fine guardien for her. How goes your training? Well I hope."

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Natsume smiled. "Fairly well," she said. She blushed a little, and said, "I've had a little problem approaching visiting males for sex when my Taming need arises, mainly due to shyness in such things, but I'm getting over that. As for my combat training, I've been doing rather well. I was already fairly proficient at kendo. It's simply a matter of adjusting my swordplay to my new powers."

She glanced over at a clock on the wall, and bowed. "Forgive me, I should probably check on my sister. With her Curse Template, it's hard for her to move." She smiled. "I have enjoyed talking with you, Desmond-san. I hope to speak with you again soon."

[Creator_Drake]

Understanding Drake bowed in return.

"There is nothing to be forgiven, and I would love to speak with you again if able. Now go, be with your sister." Standing to full high he stepped aside, allowing Natsume to leave. Once she had vanished around the corner Drake made his way to Niri, Mary and Myriad, who were all looking at a mural that depicted one of the great battles of Ieyasu Tokugawa.

"So, enjoying yourselves?" Niri immediately nodded.

"Mhmm! Even if I don't mind the Edo Period as much like that of the Egyptians, it still has its own charm that I can't help but recognise."

[Fanfic Fetishist]

"This is one of the best pieces on this floor," Mary said, smiling warmly. "I adore history, no matter the era."

Myriad chuckled softly. "This has been... surprisingly interesting." Then one of her shell bodies blinked. "...Hey, what's that on the other side there?" she said, pointing over to the other side of the tower, at something large and round and soft-looking."

Mary blinked. "I... don't recognize it. Maybe it's a new piece? We still have time before Lady Chronos finds us," she said. "Shall we investigate?"

[Creator_Drake]

"I truly don't see why not at the moment. Can either of you feel anything from it?" He was curious and sure, odds are there was nothing wrong. But anything that dealt with or had anything to do with time made his...thoughtfully cautious more than anything. Being around him as long as she has, Niri understood the feeling she was getting from Drake and didn't bat an eye at his request to Mary and Myriad.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Mary shook her head. "No, nothing bad. Just... a moderate besument..." she said. "I'll go over and check." Spreading her impressive wings, her halo flaring slightly, she flew across the gap, landing right next to the object. She blinked, and giggled.

"Master, it's all right," she called over. "It's not an art object, it's a people. Why not come over and meet her?"

Myriad shrugged, looking at Drake. "I like meeting people. Especially if they are so round they can be seen from far away," she said, opening her shell. "I can carry you and Niri over, if you want."

[Creator_Drake]

"Sure, don't see why not. It would be rude not to." Both he and Niri approached Myriad on either side.

"Now then, let's go meet our soon-to-be new friend." Niri released a mix between a sign and a groan.

"Master, I love you, you know that. But sometimes..." the slump of her shoulders doing marvelous things to her bosom.

"Oi! Can't be serious all the time ya know." Drake actually pouted for a moment, crossing his arms childishly as he mumbled to himself.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Myriad shook her head, helping both Niri and Drake into her shell. She floated across to join Mary, letting Drake and Niri out... and blinked.

Natsume was standing there, but also standing there was a Skunk Pokegirl with an impossibly huge pregnant belly, looking like she had swallowed two full grown humans, her breasts huge and bloated, milk leaking through her tank top. The Skunk girl giggled at the stares she got, visibly confident about herself.

Natsume sighed. "Meet my sister, Yumiko," she said.

[Creator_Drake]

Blinking, he put aside the feeling of weirdness that came up and put on a smile.

"And an honour it is to meet you, Yumiko-san." Like with Natsume, Drake gave a formal bow, something Niri copied perfectly.

"Hello Yumiko, my name is Niri. The Legion is Myriad, the DemiElohim is Mary, and this handsome idiot is our Master, Vladimir Desmond." With a role of the eyes Drake shook his head, hands on his hips.

"Now Niri, I love you, you know that. But sometimes..." She replied by sticking her tongue at him.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Yumiko smiled. "It's a pleasure to meet you," she said, her accent more Romanian than Natsume's. "And thanks for not acting too weirded out. Ever since I had this damn Breeding Factory Curse Template put on me, people have been acting like I'm some frilly delecate flower." She smirked, flicking her long, fluffy tail about. "I usually respond to that by shooting musk in their faces."

Mary quirked an eyebrow. "How was it put on you, if it's not too rude to ask? I know that some Pokegirls apply it to themselves willingly, but the way you speak it was unwillingly placed on you."

Natsume looked uneasy, but Yumiko just smiled. "Ah, it's okay. It was a Kit Mill. I was only in there a few days before Lady Chronos and big sister year came in and rescued everyone. That was three months ago, and my sixty kids are developing just fine."