Moments of Epsilon

[Creator_Drake]

Drake broke into an easy chuckle at Pestilence.

"I wouldn't be surprised, considering how long I've had to fight in war and the number I've been involved in we'd have very similar opinions and mindsets on things. Though that may also be the case with Menhit I'd imagine, though I could be wrong." He then turned back to Natsume.

"Adapting is a good guess, but not far enough. The lesson I have in mind is required in order to adapt in any given situation. Try again; take some time to think on it, you have until I'm done vaccuuming." With that he fell silent, resting an easy gaze on the floor as his entire posture relaxed before continuing to vaccuum once more. Niri giggled.

"I remember this one, took me a couple days to figure out, but when I did it felt so obvious. Felt like slapping my face at the time."

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Natsume blinked, frowning thoughtfully. She sat down again, folding her arms under her chest and considering everything that was said. Unfortunately, she found herself hitting a stone wall mentally. She couldn’t figure it out…

Mary and Myriad found themselves stumped as well. Mary debated probing through her link with Drake, but decided against it, not wanting to cheat.

[Creator_Drake]

Releasing a giggle but spoke no further, walking over and grabbing the largest of the brooms available before helping Drake brush up some of the small parts he missed. He smiled at her in thanks before turning his focus back to cleaning. Nearly a minute later however he paused, snapping his fingers before looking towards Chronos.

"That reminds me. yesterday with what happened to Mary and I, was that the reason for the number of Clairvoya congregating here? Or were they gathering for another reason?"

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Chronos sighed. “There have been time distortions occurring in random places around the world,” she said. “It’s difficult to retrieve someone once they’ve been taken by one, as first I have to identify where that distortion leads two. You two are among the only ones I was able to retrieve, and only because… because HER presence is so distinctive.”

Pestilence cringed, and Elohim began to shiver in fright, her wings curling around herself.

Mary shivered, doing the same with her wings. “Typhonna…” she said softly. All Pokegirls in the room felt a chill of absolute terror, a racial memory inherent in all breeds, go through them at the mention of the monster's name.

[Creator_Drake]

Drake felt the chill through his bonds with Mary, Myriad and Niri, more intense from Mary for obvious reasons. He too shivered but calmed himself after grabbing hold of Kurogame's hilt and taking a deep breath. It took a moment but was successful; he then flooded the bonds with a serene calm, consoling his girls with his aura like a protective blanket. Since Natsume however was not bonded with him, he instead gripped her shoulder in a comforting hold, hoping his presence would help console her. He then turned back to Chronos.

"I think moving away from that subject would be the best course of action. Back to the time distortions themselves, could you explain why they are occuring in the first place? Also, has this happened before, and will it happen again? Or is this somewhat constant as in it'll keep happening regardless?"

[Fanfic Fetishist]

The bonded Pokegirls felt the comfort through their bonds and managed to calm down, and Natsume, thanks in part to the comforting hand on her shoulder, managed to calm herself down.

Chronos sighed, rubbing her temples. "I'm still working on figuring out why they're occuring to begin with. I'm worried that they may be related to the Silent Zones in some way. My powers never worked right in those places, even on the 'safe' paths," she said. "It's worrisome. Those haunted places work against my abilities.'

She began pacing back and forth. "It's happened before, as I mentioned. And until I figure out how to stop them, they'll happen again," she said. "Macavity's been helping me, as her chaos abilities seem to affect the distortions, but there's only so much she can do. Mainframe and Abyss have also been aiding me, but again, there's the limitations of abilities..."

[Creator_Drake]

Drake released a soft sigh, giving Natsume's shoulder one last squeeze before removing it to rub the back of his neck.

"Wish I could help you in this, but other than adding another mind to the think-tank there's little I can do. Time is one area I have no power over, so I'd be of little use in dealing with the distortions themselves." He shook his head as he resumed vaccuuming.

"You can always contact me if you discover anything, I could share my thoughts and offer an opinion or two, but not much more sorry." Niri looked at him with some concern; any problems that had time mixed in frustrated him the most above all else with his inability to do anything against it.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Chronos shrugged, making her impressive breasts bounce. "I wasn't expecting you to," she said. "I just know that you've had trouble with time magic in the past, and will have trouble in the future. Incidentally, about three years after your adventures in our world are over, you're going to meet a young man named Aeon. He'll be very rude without meaning too. Don't attack him, he's a time manipulation master and will make you look like a douchebag. And then he'll hit you in the face with one."

[Creator_Drake]

Drake nodded while giving a casual shrug.

"Thanks for heads up, I'll be sure to remember it. I'm usually a good judge of character so odds are I won't attack him. That also reminds me, can you actually see the events I partake in clearly while I'm here or is it only partial? I've met people with very similar abilities like yours and some have claimed that they can only see bits and pieces of any event I partake in or what they can see is increadibly obscure. Not all of them though since some have been able to see them clearly; I'm just wondering how clear you can see them." By now less than a full quarter of the original pile of debrie was left. Niri couldn't help but smile as a memory came up.

"I remember one of those times you took me with you and I met that guy who called himself Doctor Who, it's funny that you've never met him yet despite all the times you've gone there to visit." Drake's cheer vanished and was replaced by a deapanned look of intense annoyance as he groaned.

"Don't remind me; still can't believe that he took a moment to introduce himself to you the very first time I take you there but not to me EVERY single time I go. It's like he's intentionally screwing with me for the fun of it. If he's a freaking Time Lord he can MAKE time to see me when I visit dammit! So not fair..." His face held the smallest of pouts whiel he continued to clean, enticing a giggle from Niri.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Chronos sat down in midair, floating on an invisible chair. "It varies from person to person. With you, it varies from moment to moment. Sometimes its clear, sometimes it's vague. Anything connected to the goal you're striving for is completely blocked to my vision." She sighed. "It's frustrating from time to time.

When Niri mentioned the Doctor, Chronos blinked. "Wait... nerdy guy, bad haircut, odd obesssion with bow-ties, always sounds like he's talking down to you even when he's not actually trying to talk down to you, lives in a flying police box?" she said, the distaste obvious on her face.

Pestilence sneered. "That jackass... I swear I'm gonna shove a diarreha arrow right up his ass," she growled.

Elohim rubbed her temples. "You'll have to forgive us. We've had an encounter with him that left a bad taste in our mouths," she said.

"Lady Macavity seemed to like him," Mary said.

"Yes, well, Macavity's insane," Elohim said. Mary thought about it and nodded, agreeing.

[Creator_Drake]

"Heh yeah that'd be him, from what Niri's told me at least. Or at least one of his incarnations, he's on what his tenth now or something? And it's alright, guy's a pain in the ass." He shook his head before looking at the dust pile, noticing how little was left. He turned to Natsume.

"Think you've got an idea on what the last lesson was?" He felt a little guilty by how giddy he was over this; he couldn't wait to see the looks on their faces once he told them. Niri's was fantastic and he'd bet Mary's and Natsume's would be the same; Myriad's would probably be hysterical with the number of faces she could conjure at will. Pity though that she didn't have her shell bodies out now but he could wait, there would be plenty of other opportunities later on in their training.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

"Eleventh incarnation, if I remember correctly," Chronos said, floating in her invisible chair.

Natsume stared at him for a long moment, and then sighed, shaking her head. "Forgive me," she said, "But I am afraid I am at a complete loss, Drake-san. What is the intended lesson?"

[Creator_Drake]

He gave the Yami Bake Samurai an easy going smile.

"It's alright Natsume-san, you have no need to be sorry. The intended lesson was to think outside the box, to think differently from you normally would. Instead of blindly following the rules I placed without questioning them, Mary looked them over to see what she actually could and couldn't do. Myriad accepted the changes that came as the game progressed and changed tactics as needed, rather than be stubborn and try the same idea over and over. And tell me, have you honestly seen a Levianthan pull off the stunt Niri pulled? On her own without someone telling her to?" He stopped vacuuming a moment to face Natsume directly.

"The whole point is to have every girl that joins me to think for themselves and not rely on me for every step. I don't want yes 'Maidens who just follow orders and say 'How High?' if I say jump. With what we're facing they'd never survive if that were the case, and I'd be a piss-poor trainer and lover for allowing that to happen. No; every girl that joins me are individuals of a larger whole, each with their own perceptions and opinions that matter and I'm not going to ignore that. The less I have to step in and micromanage a battle the more trust I can place in them and the more confident they can be in themselves and their abilities." He would have continued had Niri not spun him around and gave him a soul searing kiss that made them both groan. Needless to say it was pretty hot to watch. With a resounding pop they parted for air, breathing deeply with Niri pressing as much of her bosom against Drake as she could.

"Not that I mind Niri but-"

"You keep talking like that master and I will blow you right here, right now before I smother sex you on the floor." Her face was serious, but her pupils were dilated with a hot blush on her face. Drake could feel the love and appreciation she was feeling through the bond, and she wasn't the only one. Good thing the clean up was finished.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Natsume, when she heard the answer, slapped herself in the forehead and grunted in frustration. Mary blinked and nodded, realizing that made perfect sense. Myriad just chuckled, shaking her head. Should have been obvious, really. The three of them listened to Drake's explanation, all three appreciating him even more. All three chuckled, blushing a little when Niri grabbed Drake in a passionate kiss.

After a long moment allowing Niri and Drake to have a minute or so more of cuddle time, Natsume came up to Drake and bowed.

"Drake-san," she said. "I have felt lost in a void for quite some time, devoid of purpose. I thought that by becoming one of Chronos's guardians, repaying my debt to her for taking care of my sister. However in hearing about you, I find myself drawn to you, to whatever your cause may be. Drake-san, I wish to join your Harem and travel with you. I swear loyalty to you, come what may, and pray that you will accept my services."

Chronos just smiled, expecting this.

((Amaterasu Prime's entry added to the Pokegirls Epsilon topic.))

[Creator_Drake]

((just read it, nicely done with the link to the actual legend))

For a moment Drake blinked before a smile grew, turning to face the bowing girl while still in Niri's embrace.

"Personally I don't see why not, but I do have to ask the girls on what they think, and I'm sure Chronos here can vouch for you?" With Natsume bowing she didn't see the wink he sent to Chronos.

"So Niri, your thoughts? You did talk with her before." The Leviathan wore a smile matching his own, and hummed to herslef while looking over his shoulder.

"Well, she seems alright. She's attentive and pretty perceptive so she knows how to use the muscle upstairs. Her form looked pretty solid too, when she drew her sword yesterday." Drake hummed to himself, clearly remembering the event and had to agree.

"You're right on that one, though I don't know how far that strength goes, not until I test her at least. Mary, Myriad? Your thoughts?"

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Chronos just smiled, as if she knew this would be the outcome.

The DemiElohim looked her over. "Yami Bake Samurai have the ability to seal the powers of their opponents temporarily. She'll be even stronger when she evolves to YB Shogun," Mary said. "Just going by the technical aspects, she'd be useful. Plus, she seems nice enough." She shrugged, smiling.

"Hell, having a slashy slashy around is always fun," Myriad said, shrugging and smiling. "Don't really know her that well, but so long as she doesn't fuck us over I got no problems with her."

[Creator_Drake]

He nodded readily.

"That's very true, as I've been told. And she's loyal to family which is another plus. From what I've seen so far, it doesn't look like Natsume would try to screw over any of you, just me till her legs fell off." He chuckled but was stopped when Niri whacked him lightly over the head.

"Hey, I was only kidding....a little." She didn't say anything and instead simply gave him a look, despite the roaring blush on her face. She knew what he was talking about. He rolled his eyes before giving Niri a quick peck then stepped out of her embrace, approaching Natsume's still bowed form.

"Since we're all agreed, I guess there is only one thing left to do." With a hand he gently cupped her chin, raising her head until their eyes met. The next few words to come out of his mouth probably shocked her more than what he did after.

"Kazoku e yōkoso, Natsume-chan." Before she could respond, his lips decended on hers with a passion akin to what Niri had given him moments before.

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Kazoku e yōkoso = Welcome to the family

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Natsume blushed slightly at Drake's comment, but kept her stoic demeanor. She smiled when Drake welcomed her, and started to respond, but before she could, she was taken in completely by Drake's kiss. Her entire body felt alive with electricity, a soft moan going through her as she started to go weak in the knees. After a long moment, when Drake finally broke the kiss, a blush was alive on practically her whole body. She smiled warmly.

"H-Hai... Arigatou, Drake-sensei..." Natsume managed after a moment.

((Is there an English-to-romanji translator I can use?))

[Creator_Drake]

He gave a nod as he embraced the blushing girl, letting her lean on him. He smiled at the title; it brought on a warm feeling in him that he knew the other girls could feel through the bond.

"Dōitashimashite, Natsume-chan."

Niri gave a light huff, but she still smiled from her spot on the floor. While the Leviathan was slightly annoyed by a 4th girl joining, it was outweighed by the happiness she felt from feeling the calm and relaxed contentness from Drake.

"Well, that makes 4 now, 3 more to go Drake." Said man immediately gained a deadpanned look as he bodily turned to Niri, still holding the shorter Natsume in his arms.

"Mou~ you certainly know how to destroy a mood, Niri." The accused simply stuck her tongue out, giggling to herself. Drake couldn't hold the deadpan for long, soon finding a smile creeping back onto his face.

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Dōitashimashite = You're welcome

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Natsume, still blushing, bowed to Niri as well. "My Alpha, it will be an honor to work with you," she said. Turning back to Drake, she said, "I must speak with my sister. This change of plans is rather sudden..."

Mary looked thoughtful. 'Things are truly shaping up," she said softly, mainly to herself.

Pestilence walked up to Drake. "I'm going back to my Laboratory," she said. "I need to study this sample of Typhonan Poison you've given me in a safe environment. If you're interested in talking some more, or wish to know what you'll face against Desolation, come see me."