Moments of Epsilon

[Creator_Drake]

He gave Myriad a casual shrug.

"Offputting by which I meant something they don't expect. When you meet someone for the first time you subconsciously make a series of judgements about the person whether you want to or not, it's how our minds are programmed. One of those assumptions deals with what we think that persons name could be, based on what we think of the person just by looking at them." Niri at this point groaned out a little as she scratched her head.

"Ugh, I know you helped me understand some things before Drake, but I still get a headache when you go all psychological like that." Said man chuckled nervously as he entered the name Vladimir Desmond into the entry, he didn't submit however. He gave the Leviathan an apologetic smile before turning to Myriad.

"So if I go by a name most won't expect it will cement that name in their minds easier, in turn making the connection between my face and the new name stronger with the more people we meet." Here he gave the Legion a sheepish smile while rubbing the back of his head.

"As for the name I put in Vladimir instead. Now don't get me wrong, I did like your suggestion of Valmont and the nickname was a good call. The only issue I saw was that Valmont Desmond doesn't' roll off the tongue as easily as Vladimir Desmond does. I still appreciate you're input though heck, you bringing up Valmont was gave me the idea for Vladimir in the first place." He walked up to her shell, embracing one of the bodies warmly while placing a kiss on the cheek.

"I still have yet to submit the form, if you still think Valmont would be a better name, just let me know and I'll change it back. I may be your tamer but that doesn't mean your opinons don't hold any sway, unlike my...counterpart, I give a damn and will listen."

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Mary smiled. "Vladimir is a fine name," she said. "Lady Chronos will appreciate it, she likes gothic sounding names."

Myriad chuckled. "I like it too," she said, blushing at the kiss. "It sounds badass."

[Creator_Drake]

"Well, if we're all in agreement..." He turned and once infront of the panel once more, submitted the entry.

"Now that that's done, there's been one thing I've been wondering about." He stroaked his chin idly. Niri gave a questionable tilt of the head.

"What is it Dr-I mean Vlad." Drake gave a light chuckle which prompted Niri to gain a light flush on her cheeks.

"It's alright Niri, you can still call me Drake when we're alone and in lair of the Primes. As for what I'm wondering, I wonder if I'll get my taming glove once Mainframe is done with the files, or once my entry is fully processed."

[Fanfic Fetishist]

At which point a voucher for a free Ultragauntlet and Databook appeared out of the bottom of the machine.

Mary frowned. "...Unusually terse, even for her," she said.

Myriad looked confused. "Maybe it's because of the fact Master looks a little like that Purification Society guy? Maybe she's just uncomfortable?"

Mary stroked her chin thoughtfully. "It makes sense, I guess... That shook up all of them just as much as Lady Cocooner's daughter dying during the Wars..."

[Creator_Drake]

"Considering her level of meloncholy I'm not surprised, saddened yes but not surprised. And I think the Primes are more than just put off by my appearance; when I said he and I looked alike I meant just that, he could have passed as my double or twin brother. There would have been smaller differences sure, like the fact that I have deeper laughing lines than he would and such. But eye-shape, body type, height, voice, finger-prints, it would have all been exactly the same." With a sigh he shook his head, gabbing the vouchers from the bottom of the machine.

"As for Mainframe herself, my disposition and personality are very different compared to her own, no thanks to her curse. I'm no stranger to war and death and with my abilities as a Shinigami, I've seen countless souls in the aftermath of battle; and I remember every one of them thanks to my photographic memory. I understand and accept that death is a part of life's cycle, but unlike Mainframe I'm not constantly reminded or aware of every death that occurs, or how. If I was I could have very well be like she is now. As an outsider who doesn't know all the details I can't really say anything about it, as much as I'd like to." Crossing his arms he took a deep breath, shoulders slumping as he exhaled. Niri came up from behind, giving him a hug as she leaned over, rubbing her cheek against his.

"And that's why I love you Drake. As cliche as it sounds you can't help but care about others' situations, whether they're strangers or not." Her words brought a smile back to his face easily, chuckling lightly as he gripped one of her arms with his free hand.

"Thanks Niri, even if I can't change anything for her permanently, I can probably at least give her a good conversation or two whenever we visit, and I have no doubt Abyss would love to see us again." Niri giggled at the mention of the other Prime.

"Yeah, so long as Mary doesn't break any of her consoles." She giggled more even as Drake gave her a reprimanding slap on the arm.

"Now Niri you know that isn't nice." To which she simply stuck her tongue out at him.He gave her an exhasperated shake of the head as she let go. With one hand in his pocket he held the vouchers aloft.

"Well, we might as well grab my Ultragauntlet and Databook before we head to Chronos Prime's Clocktower, that and bid our Hostesses a fond farewell."

[Fanfic Fetishist]

At Niri's teasing, Mary blushed, curling her wings around herself. Myriad giggled, having some of her forward shell bodies hug her.

"Yes..." Mary said, coughing. "If I recall, the lounge and shop is over this way." She gestured down a hallway towards an elevator. "Lady Abyss will probably meet us up there, but I don't know if Lady Mainframe will."

Myriad smiled. "I really like Abyss. She's a cutie."

[Creator_Drake]

Drake grinned. "That we can both agree on love."

Niri however gave him an almost cat-like grin. "You say she's cute, but you just want to know what its like to have her legs wrapped around your waist."

His ears flushed as they walked down the hallway. "I'd be lying if I said I didn't, but can you really blame me? I'm a young hot-blooded male in a world filled with undoubtably the largest group of THE most sexually attractive and beautiful women anyone could have the pleasure of meeting. At the same time however, I'm not such a horndog that I would ask every new girl I meet whether I can romp with them in the sack as soon as I meet them." The doors of the elevator gave their patented ping before opening, Drake easily stepping in.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Myriad and Mary, blushing at the compliment to their world, followed Drake into the elevator, which closed behind them. Classic elevator muzak played, Myriad bobbing her head along to the beat. Mary gave her an amused look.

"What? I like this kinda music. All peaceful like," she said.

The trip up to the top was a short one. The lounge itself was sparsely decorated, as was the majority of the laboratory, with chairs, some randomly interspersed plants, and a small gift shop off to one side, which had basic tamer equipment and various souveniers, including action figures of all the Legendary Primes. (Mary noted with mild amusement that her mother's figure came with its own plastic 'Heaven's Gate' which could open and close.) The group started to step out of the elevator when Drake suddenly found himself tackle-hugged back into the elevator by Abyss Prime, the affection Legendary hugging him to her ample bust.

"I really wish you could stay!" she said, an adorable pout on her face.

[Creator_Drake]

Despite her impeccable bust surrounding his face, Drake could somehow still breathe, it was the oddest sensation.

"Mha huis mh bud hyi oo, oogh mh ulb mhb oo hum'im oo rhmMmhr he yy?" Unfortunately, anything he had to say was instantly muffled.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Abyss Prime's flesh felt odd. It had the same pleasant softness that regular boobs did, but it had an odd feeling of 'nothingness' to it, as if her physical form wasn't actually there. One might reason that's part of the reason Drake was still able to breath. Mary picked Drake out of her bosom, smirking.

Abyss grinned sheepishly. "Sorry," she said. "What was that?"

[Creator_Drake]

"Now that was odd..." He shook his head and recovered.

"What I said was, I wish I could stay too, though I could give you something to remember me by..." He blinked, before his eyes widened as his mind finally caught on to what could be implied by his innocent comment.

"Uh-I mean-" He didn't get a chance to finish as Niri slipping an arm in and bopped him none too lightly on the head.

"Guh! Niri, what th-"

"You said you weren't such a horndog that you'd ask every girl you met if you could romp with them." Her tone was flat and so was her expression as she stepped beck from the elevator. He knew that tone, the last time this happened was when he told her about Mary right after bonding with said DemiElohim. He tried to speak a couple times but couldn't find the right words. Looking away he slipped out of Mary's embrace to stand himself; taking a deep breath he looked into Niri's eyes not breaking away.

"You know I didn't mean it like that Niri-"

"You still said it." He may have ben frustrated with her cutting him off like that but he didn't comment on it.

"It was a slip yes, I could have chosen better words but I didn't mean sex Niri, you know I'm not like that." She still held a frown/pout on her face, it made Drake sigh softly at her stubborniess. He never liked doing this in these situations but sometimes it was needed.

Faster than anyone expected Drake was suddenly face to face with Niri, his eyes holding the same burning passion that Niri loved so much. Before she could react he captured her lips with his own, holder her shoulders in a tight embrace. Instead of instantly resisting like some would expect, a loud moan reverberated from the Leviathan, echoing within the room as she sank to the floor. She clutched him with all she had, one hand grasping his hair while the other explored underneath his vest. For a time the various sounds of computers and electronics were drowned out by Niri's feverent moans yet all too soon it seemed, it came to an end. With a loud smack they lips separated for air, her breathes deeper than his own as her bosom pressed against his chest with every breath.

She then hugged him tightly, nuzzling into the crook of his neck, taking in his scent.

"Idiot....took you long enough."

"I know, I'm still new to this though, so please...bare with me?" Moving from his neck she gave him a dazzling smile, before giving his a chaste kiss herself.

"Always." With one last peck on the cheek she released him, standing soon after. Seeing the looks the others were giving the 2 of them, Drake scratched the back of his head while he chuckled sheepishly.

"Ah-hehe, sorry 'nout that..."

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Mary just smiled, watching the two of them. She shivered slightly as she felt Drake's pleasure at kissing Niri through her bond with her Tamer. Myriad shook her head, chuckling, relaxing inside her shell. Abyss giggled at the sight of them, bouncing up and down, the void-girl unconsciously making her ample bosom bounce.

Once they were done, Abyss smiled. "It's okay," she said, handing them a satchel with all their regular clothes in it, casting a voidwall around them to give them privacy.

[Creator_Drake]

Niri grabbed the sachel from Abyss, giving the Prime a nod before the void wall went up. Drake cast a quick glance around, then began disrobing with Niri and the others quickly following suit. It didn't take long at all to get changed, even with Drake giving Niri little touches and gropes, something she replied in kind. Strapping his partners back into place Drake glanced at the others, finding Mary and Myriad already finished, while Niri was simply making adjustments to her 2-piece.

With a collective nod he turned to the void wall, hands in the pockets of his vest.

"Hey Abyss? We're good here, could you drop the wall?"

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Abyss nodded, making the void wall go away. "It was good meeting you all," she said. "I hope you stop by again sometime! I'll get Mainframe drunk on some of Orochi's Stormshine whiskey and then we can all have a big orgy!" She leaned in and whispered, "She can't resist it. Just holding up a bottle of it makes her eyes follow it automatically."

"Damn it, Abyss!" snarled Mainframe over the intercom. Abyss giggled and hopped into a portal, vanishing.

Myriad blinked. "...All righty then," she said. "Shall we get the databook and glove now? And then go see how weird the other Legendaries are?"

Mary, adjusting her dress, huffed. "Mom's not weird..."

Myriad just grinned.

[Creator_Drake]

He gave Myriad a nod as Niri giggled at the Prime's interplay.

"That would be best, then once we meet Chrono's we can room there hopefully, its been a long day and getting some sleep would be best for all of us. That and it'll give me a chance to look up the different profiles." Niri gave immediately gave him a pout.

"You just banged your own Legion like a Bass drum and already you're thinking of finding your next girl? You're insatiable." Drake guffade.

"I"M insatiable? I'm not the one asking you to give me weekly blow-job marathons Niri." She had to decency to blush but smiled nonetheless as she gave a cheek a firm squeeze.

"Which reminds me I'm-"

"Oh-ho-ho-hoooo-No, I'm not falling for that one again Niri. It's only been 3 days since the last one, you can wait another 4."

"Aww, party-pooper." He chuckled at her antics; this was how he wanted it to be. Snaking an arm around Mary's waist, making sure to not hit any of her wings, he looked at Myriad and Niri.

"C'mon then, let us go and meet the next of the quirky Primes!" His exuberance was accentuated by Niri's giggles, before she promtly mashed his face into her bosom....again.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Mary blushed a little and hugged Drake back. She meeped a little as Drake was mushed into Niri's bosom, and shook her head. She turned towards the gift shop, where they'd get the gauntlet and databook, which was being manned by a Broadcast and Video Girl, who seemed to be having a rather animated argument over a battle between fictional characters.

"And I'm telling you, there's no way that Goku could lose to Superman!" the Video Girl said, floating slightly above the Broadcast, her digital body glowing in the dimmer light of the gift shop. "He's a planet buster!"

The Broadcast shook her head. "You're not taking into account Superman's powers," she said. "Solar Flare? It's like throwing a water a balloon Aquaman. And so what if he's a planet buster? He's fought them before, and hey hey, he's still around!"

The shop itself was more interesting than it originally seemed, having some rather unique memorabilia in addition to proper taming equipment. There was also a rack of weapons near the back, and a small repair shop being managed by a Junkia.

[Creator_Drake]

Walking into the gift shop after extracting his head from Niri's marshmellow heaven, again, he gave it a quick once over. He looked a little longer at the weapons at the back next to the repair shop but put it to the back of his mind. Walking up to the counter where the 2 Ultramaidens were talking, he coughed into one hand in order to grab their attention.

"Excuse me? I'm sorry to interupt you 2, but I've got a pair of vouchers for a free Ultragauntlet and Databook that I'd like to cash in?" He spoke plainly but politely, though hi face gained a deadpanned look as Niri drapped herself over top his head and shoulders, mushing the back of his head and neck into her bosom. She giggled aloud as she knew this annoyed him to no end.

[Fanfic Fetishist]

The two clerks blinked, startled, and then turned to look at Drake and his party.

"Hi," Myriad said. "The name's Myriad. This is Mary, Niri, and my boy Vlad." She made all of her faces grin. Mary, meanwhile, was looking at Niri and wondering what those plush boobs would feel like on her head.

The Video Girl looked Drake over, and grinned. The Broadcast slapped her on the back of the head, returning her attention to business. "Sure thing," she said, the images on her belly TV waving at Drake and the others in a friendly manner. She took the vouchers, the Video Girl scanning them and nodding. The Broadcast smiled, handing the vouchers back.

"Just give these to the Junkia in the back," she said. "She'll make sure you get the best version of what you need, and discuss repair warranties with you."

[Creator_Drake]

"Thanks for the help you 2. Niri if you could?" She gave him a nod then stood, but not before giving his head a tight squeeze to her bosom. She giggled at his mock growl before skipping over to the various knicknacks lining the shelves.

He caught the wonder that Mary had for the feel of Niri's bosom, so wit a hidden smirk sent her some of the more recent memories he had of their time together.

'I promise you Mary; you, Niri and I in one bed.' It was short and straightforward but it did what he wanted. He looked into the closest face from Myriad's shell.

"Hey Myr, why don't you and Mary look at some of the more... interesting toys they have here?" He then turned to the pair at the counter and leaned a shoulder there, allowing him to easily look at the rest of the store.

"So, they finally decided to have a grudge match between Goku and Superman huh? While I'd rather Goku win, I can understand why Superman did instead."

[Fanfic Fetishist]

Mary grinned, blushing, planning on holding him to that promise. She let Drake to his conversation as he and Myriad began looking over the various tools, surprised at the amount of sexual aids the shop had. Myriad, for her part, seemed more interested in the action figures and plush toys,

The Junkia looked up at them and grinned. She looked fairly young, but her voice and the age lines around her eyes gave her away as an older woman. "Heya. Name's Wren," the vehicle Pokegirl said. She glanced down, noticing the vouchers. "Hnh. New glove and databook? No problem," she said, stepping out from behind the counter. She was a husky woman, and smelled of axle grease, but not unpleasantly so. Slouching slightly in the shop's roof, she tromps over to the appropriate area, picking out a sleek looking black glove with seven Pokeball mounts and tech that was noticably smaller than the older versions. She then also picked up a sleek, thin device and handed them both to Drake.

"Newest model Databook and Ultragauntlet," Wren said. "The tech's been improved in the Ultragauntlet, making the shield last longer and take more. The Databook's got more RAM and all the free apps already downloaded. Perfect for new Tamers."