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Tue Sep 21, 2021 2:51 pm
Lincoln bore a nostalgic, soft smile as he pressed a hand against her cheek. “Sssh, apologies. I’ve lived such a...interesting life that my view of normalcy must certainly appear alien to yours.” He gave a light laugh to soothe the mood. He looked up to the blue sky. Enjoying the movement of the corn from the gentle breeze. “Haah, it was merely a fleeting thought. If I truly wanted to grip your empire by the testicles. I would need a lot of preparation first. Especially towards an interstellar group.” Gazing up into that azure expanse he wondered how just how many beings are within Hoshizora. Scale is a concept that most mortals struggle with. Big numbers reach a point where they become incomprehensible abstract concepts. Land nations were ‘easy’ to make sense of how much there is on a map. But a galaxy?

His hand on her stomach drifted south to lazily rub her sensitive nether regions through her shorts to sensually pleasure Ialla. “Peace...is almost foreign to me. I know what it is. Experienced it when I was young. But It has been so long since then. I still remember the day that it ended.” He could still remember the details so vividly. Why wouldn’t he? The memory tormented his dreams for many years. The heat of their blood on his face and hands. The sight of the gore. The weight of his sister was on top of him, but she was not whole. The sound of tearing flesh and bones breaking. Steam rising off of exposed organs.

Life is so fragile. Up to that point he was still wrapping his head around the meaning of death as most teens do. Later he learned that the brain subconsciously protects mostly itself from existential dread. Making it feel that death is something that happened to other people. Ah, those days feel so distant to a thirty year old. He’s getting to that age where he can understand what adults mean that teens to early twenties are still children. “Very long.” He says softly. Still casually pleasuring Ialla.

He looked down to Ialla. “I’m just very ambitious.” As that was very obvious by now. He was so bold and brazen that it still shines through his mental smog for brief moments. “I’m only thirty years old. And I’ve spent a little under half of my life in times of war. The notion of throwing my weight around against an entire nation was something I’ve grown used to. I’m...going to miss it a bit.” The root of his mental woes after all is that he lost everything when he had thought he had finally grasped his hard earned victory.

However it’s not like the idea of conquering a nation piqued his interest. “I may have brought down entire empires, with help of course, but even in normal circumstances I have no interest in ruling a vast empire. A space one moreso. Too much of a hassle. Can’t imagine what it must be like to handle taxes.” Not even the most vile of empires can’t escape the dreaded paperwork. “No matter what my purpose may be, I’m content to be some major player. Rather than be someone at the very top of the galactic hierarchy.” He prefers to have time to himself. So he can do his projects without having to worry about managing a large polity. Simply put, he doesn’t know what his future holds. “Oh well, the uncertain future aside. I feel like regaling tales of my life.” So he did. Sharing his memories of his early childhood before that day. It was evident that even without how he addressed his sisters in past tense that they were dead.

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Tue Sep 21, 2021 6:44 pm
The look of worry started to fade as she pressed her cheek into his warm palm even as the weight of that worry was heavy on her heart. It would be here and now, in Lincoln’s moment of nostalgia recollection and unfortunate clarity that he would notice that there was a large white line that encircled Ialla’s neck in contrast to her darker grey flesh colour. It was something reminiscent of a collar of sorts, a sign of her Light manifesting… What a curious way for it to show off that it had manifested. How strange~

Ialla’s heart eased somewhat, truly she did not mind the idea of creating a House. In her selfishness she actually wanted to make her own and have Lincoln be a part of it, in there she could build him a future that allowed him to try and live a normal life free of all his woes and troubles that plagued his soul. Not out of simple devotion thanks to his origin, but because through him she has seen something so outlandish and gotten to experience pure and simple joys through physical contact and knowing the touch of someone who loved her. Even though she knew that was all to avoid recalling the past for him, it didn’t feel any less real for her.

She twisted around in his lap, moving to rest her forehead against his own while her top arms loosely wrapped around his neck, the lower set drawing circles in his chest absentmindedly. He talks of peace, of normality like he won’t even be able to have that again. Given what she knew of him she could tell that it was likely quite the hurdle. But the scope of their trauma is not so different. Yet here she is, living peacefully… Why was it so hard for him? Why could he not let himself accept peace? She stays looking into his eyes for a long moment as he weaves his past grievances. “You are a frustrating man to Love Lincoln, I don’t mind all our naughty fun but what would make me happy is seeing you happy. Not just the smile you put on to sooth me, or that adorable grin you get when you drive me wild. But happy... I know I likely won’t see that for a long while. But I’m willing to wait, and do what I can to bring that day closer.”

She used this time and her height advantage of sitting in his lap to pull his head down into her warm bosom for the sake of playing with his hair and smiling as she hears the muffled explanation of how he once toppled kingdoms and empires, she certainly believed it. She also knew that this current Lincoln was too broken to actually lead anyone. Too single mindedly focused on staving off his own demons by indulging in the numbing pleasures of the flesh while also punishing himself with those very same demons. Which is why she wanted to be Kell, to give him an excuse to live a life as he wanted to insead of living in denial of living and simply existing day to day through his Love and its desperate attempts to rekindle him.

And as he says he has no desire to rule an empire, that he was fine to simply be a major player like it would simply be that easy to get there without trouble, Ialla just gave a wry smile that grew more genuine with a giggle in her throat. “Oh is that all? You certainly don’t lack ambition. I'll give you that. How about this, you should first try to deal with loving yourself before you go ahead trying to lead a major faction hmm? Leave the complicated leader stuff to me, and you. You learn to love yourself instead of using that tool on anything warm and important.” There was equal measures scolding as there were loving tones in Ialla’s voice. Even though she knew that she may never be his number one even though she wished for it, especially after hearing of his past and his family's untimely fate, she was more than happy to try and win her place in his heart. No matter how daunting a task like that was.

Of course, they were not entirely alone there in those corn fields. Soon the eavesdropper would fade through the stalks and continue on to their real destination.

Atop the Fyrr family home lay Sean, sitting looking up into the pink shaded sky above after his recovery from his concussion. His mind was still fuzzy and eyesight getting harder and harder to focus on. Unaware that he will soon lose all sight entirely thanks to the force of it and his own slam into the hard ground below. His mother’s worry was outweighed by his fathers enthusiasm for his sister's awakening and insistence that he didn’t fall too hard to cause issues.

Sean could feel something was wrong but did not wish to bring it up. It would ruin his sister’s day after all… He didn’t like to make others worry.

In the corner of his eyes as his vision grew more and more blurry no matter how hard he focused was a strange little ethereal orb, one with a single red eye and tiny set of ears coming out the top. “Oh dear. You don’t look too good.” A male voice called from the orb, now moving to the centre of Sean’s vision while he tried to squint and focus on it more. “Wha… Who are you?”

One moment. Let me see if…” The Orb started to crack slightly, light seeping through before it opened up. A pulsing rhythm coming from within the orb beat in time with Sean’s own heart. Enthusiasm shined in the little orb as he spun in the air and grew closer. “It is you! My missing half!

Sean had to lean back as the little ball got closer to him, he was wondering what the hell this thing was on about before something clicks. He heard stories like this through those that get chosen to receive the light. “W-Wait… I… You’re a spirit aren’t you? One of the droplets of the Great Machine, right? I thought only the Kell of Kells could help you guys get to your chosen ones.”

Mmmmm normally that is the case yeah, but some of us are allowed to go off in search of our other halves when we’re strong enough. The little orb says as it notices that Sean’s condition was only getting worse. “With that in mind, would you accept me and rekindle the dormant Light that dwells untended inside you?

Sean didn’t need to think about this too hard, he didn’t want to ruin his sister's day… But she was likely going to use the whole day getting bent over some yard equipment by Lincoln again. That, and he wasn’t liking how bad his headache was starting to get. “If you can help with this ache in my skull then gladly.”

Sean reached out his hand to the orb, letting the small light it emitted fill his palm before its shell broke open once again and bathed him in its light. The Spirit faded, now dwelling within him as the dormant light within him roared to life. For a short while after Sean would sleep, his body adapted to a sudden awakening.

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Tue Sep 21, 2021 8:25 pm
It was cute to see Ialla being envious that she wasn’t at the center of his heart. Listening to her talk he noticed how she underwent a minor physical change to reflect her connection to her Light. It looked good on her. Feels proper. He’ll love seeing it bulge later. Perverse thought aside. He could see something in her eyes that he felt like clearing up. “I do genuinely love you, Ialla.” This time he didn’t speak those words in an amorous manner. Nor did the subject manner triggered his trauma. He was in a moment of clarity. More than he ever had in a while. “I’m not using you to hide from my past, yes the sex helps me take my mind off of recent things, so very fresh. Because that’s the source of my grief.” Thinking about it, he knew that the brain fog was making him have trouble remembering important things. Invaluable gifts and lessons that all made him who he was today. Now they’re all obscured by the grey static.

He finished pleasuring her. Wrapping his hand around her waist. “I do value you. You’re my first beauty in this wide, wide galaxy. If I didn’t, I would have kept traveling like I did after accepting that offer from that employee, or that Athilian who gave me a blowjob. They’re still technically bound to me.” That tends to happen whenever he has sex with someone after all. “But you on the other hand, besides being very attractive, have qualities that I like. And I very much care about my beauties getting their just reward for being good.” Hence why he prioritize Ialla’s pleasure over his own first.

It was a bit amusing to see Ialla claim the title of Kell. “Clever girl.” He starts with a tease. Using his hand still on her cheek to rub it. “By taking that spot. That puts you above all possible Baronesses that join our House.” He kissed her neck. Mainly where the white streak was. “Well, I did say you were my first. I suppose it’s only proper for you to be the role model that everyone within the House should aspire to.” He kissed her lips. “But yes, I don’t mind giving you the position of Kell. It suits me more to work outside of the limelight. Better to pull the strings that way.”

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Sat Oct 02, 2021 4:51 am
Ialla was still wary of hearing such things from him, she knew Lincoln wasn’t entirely of sound mind all the time but in this moment as he told her that he did love her without it sounding as if he was using the word for the sake of it, she couldn’t help but believe him. It made her happy to hear that he wasn’t simply using her to hide from the fresh horrors he had gone through. She didn’t like to think like that but she had to wonder if such things were true given what she knew of his circumstances. She gave a soft and happy coo as this was cleared up, nuzzling into him as she felt his hands wrap around her developing waist that led to her wide hips.

Being told that she was someone that he valued did make her little heart flutter, she liked being told that. It did help that she could naturally lord it over the other two women he had been with since the Firstborn and Athailian’s were known for their beauty as much as they were known for being promiscuous. “Well good… I’m glad that you liked me enough to stick around.”

She nestled herself into his hand as he began to tease her, though she did give him a sidewards glance as he mentioned the seemingly innocuous amount of baronesses that may or may not join them in the future. Seems even with his Origin, the Light allowed for much greater freedom of will. Something to keep in mind, she was devoted to him. But Light wielders had abject wills of their own outside of their devotion to him… And Eliksni with greater Will power and light may just overwrite his Origin’s influence on them altogether.

Ialla kisses him back as she keeps that coy expression on her face, a slight smile curling as she keeps pecking him with kisses. “You realise with that being the case I’m going to employ more than just females so we don't… Oh what's the human phrase? Ah! Stick out like a sore thumb! Yeah. Because making a House Harem like that would totally make us stand out, so having men here and there would… Alleviate that stigma you were going to oh so happily paint all over our backs.” She says with a smirk across her face, using euphemisms like they were going out of style.

Ialla gave a warm smile and a kiss after her spot as Kell was secured, while she certainly didn’t mind putting in the work she knew that Lincoln lacked the mental ability to deal with a whole new society's worth of issues. That and with how he was right now leaving him to do the recruiting may just give her more headaches than it was worth in the long run if she had to deal with angry families and larger clans coming to their homestead and threatening to destroy her family because hundreds of daughters and brides to be have just up and abandoned their homes and responsibilities for some House no one knows about. “You better leave recruitment to me until you better understand our people. Your way of working may have worked amongst humans, but an ‘alien’ society like ours may just make you a walking target.”


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Sat Oct 02, 2021 7:24 am
He gave a wry smile of amusement before giving it a second thought. “Fair enough, from what I’m seeing so far it’s only the Athilians and the Firstborn whose societies are the most depraved. Especially the former, I heard stuff about some massive public orgies on a planet  called Angelarium.” He would later be surprised by the level of it. Or how much they don’t care about cleanliness. Hundreds of nude people out in the field, all writhing together as if they’re one large organism. There were a lot of things over there he had yet to learn as well. Which all further proves his point. Milking factories, sex carrying being the norm (In Athilian cities), and so on. “In general, it does seem that a positive sex life seems to be more common in the East than here.”

Lincoln clicked his tongue after he enjoyed kissing Ialla a few times. “Despite how we first met, I don’t do that to every woman I meet.” Which further proves how special Ialla was. Their love fest made his tool hard again. Since Ialla was already turned towards him he gripped her waists with his hands. Pulling her up he then dropped her on his rod. A hiss of pleasure escapes his lips from feeling her hot, tight hole again. “Heck, you’re likely to be the only Elksni I’ll ever fuck silly.” He said hotly next to her ear. Holding her tight to him as his tool grew inside of her.

God, he did love her. He wanted to fuck her all day. To make her squeal and cum beneath him. Make her squirt like a fountain all over the place. He should check up on her brother. He felt something strange earlier. But he’s not going to stop fucking Ialla. And he doesn’t care if anyone sees him at this point. Ialla was his woman. “Come on doll, let’s have a stroll.” He moved his hands to her rear to hold her as he stood up. “I quite like this position.” He planted a few love bites on her neck before he proceeded to walk. Every step cause her to bounce on his tool, which in turn causes his length to drive up into her to the maximum depth all over again.

Feeling especially horny, he spoke to Ialla. “Don’t worry love, I’ll put a little spell on us. Simply put, it makes people ‘not recognize’ an action. Meaning, I could rail you on the table while your family is having dinner and they would find it perfectly normal to see their daughter be wrung like a wet towel.” Ialla would feel his body heat up pleasantly. The rod inside of her became hot that practically evaporated her thoughts for a moment.

Moments later, they came out of the fields near Sean who would see them but not register the fact that Lincoln had his naked sister riding on his tool. It felt perfectly normal all things considered. “Hey man, everything okay over here?” He asks as he looked at him while continuing to slowly bounce Ialla on his tool.

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Sat Oct 02, 2021 2:05 pm
Ialla's worried mind and attention span began to fall away as she continued to feel Lincoln’s kisses and pampering, she certainly didn’t mind being reassured. She knew that the Firstborn have a more restrained society compared to the Athailian’s, especially after they reorganized under their new Empress but they are a very open people.

The sudden sensation of her core being filled with his probing heat causes her to shiver and coo in delight right into his ear, her arms tightening around his back before easing up to allow for a degree of movement. Getting told that she was likely to be the only Eliksni that would get thorough treatment from him certainly put a smile on her face. Though the sudden news that they were on the move did make her core tighten up, even if he was casting a spell to make them seem normal she still felt her face turn bright purple at the thought of it. Though Lincoln didn’t hear any objects pass her lips, only the sounds of pleasure as he started to carry fuck her through the fields towards her family’s home.

The idea of Lincoln ravaging her at the table while her family ate caused all sorts of sirens to blare, but the kink was beginning to outweigh any cons on her mind seeing as Lincoln had the magic to make it doable with no personal risk to them.

Moments later of course, that kink was put to the test as Sean was sat outside of his family's house while his parents were inside enjoying their Saturday afternoon by bragging to their relatives that their daughter had just awakened her powers. Oh if only they could see her now, being worn like a fleshlight.

Sean looked to Lincoln and Ialla with a sort of tiredness that sleep would not fix while fixing his eyes right on Lincoln, doing his best to ignore the expressions his sister was giving off, nevermind the noises. All while digital snickering happened in the young Eliksni’s head. “Lincoln…” He paused, his vision drifting to the sound before he closed his eyes and changed tune. “I’m fine my friend. Just dealing with a headache after that concussion earlier. I'll be fine with some rest.”

Sean listening to more of his new allies rambling in the back of his mind, though right now Ialla could tell that her brother had a connection to the light. Lincoln wasn’t attuned to it yet, onl being exposed to Ialla’s which he himself had awakened on accident. “Are you two… Going inside?” Sean really hoped they weren’t planning on going inside. His new friend told him that his parents wouldn’t even notice what they were doing but he still really hoped they weren’t. He was now cursed with knowledge and power enough to ignore Lincoln’s magic tricks. He also conveniently left out that he had connected to a Ghost, at the request of said Ghost. It wasn’t time to reveal himself yet of course.

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Sat Oct 02, 2021 2:57 pm
Even though he could tell something was off, he didn’t slow thumping Ialla down in the slightest. There was a strange feeling in the back of his mind that Sean was an outlier to his little trick and didn’t have to worry about whether or not it’s actually working. Oh well, it’s not like he didn’t tenderize his sister near him. This time he could now see how well his sister was overtaken by the endless jolts of pleasure. It looked like Sean was going along with it so he figured to keep up the act as well.

He gave his shoulders a more notable roll to imitate a shrug as he was using his arms to manhandle Ialla. “I don’t know, what do you think, Ialla.” He sang her name. Giving her a lustful gaze before whispering to her. Grinning as he felt her core tighten. “Oh, is someone being turned on? I can’t blame you, the freedom is exhilarating isn’t it? We can make love whenever we want and nothing will stop us.” He quickened his pace. Sliding his grip up around her waist to move her easier.

It was a pity that Sean was aware, always he would have been cheeky. But alas he doesn’t want to make him more uncomfortable than he already is. So he just remained where he was. Hence why he was whispering to Ialla. “I can picture it. Me standing there in the living room, all of them looking at you with bright smiles. Praising you. All while you’re in a full nelson, singing such a erotic tone, and they don’t even reconigze it. Not even when you shower the floor below you in your juices. I wonder how much it will get you going when you see someone clean it up, not truly knowing what it is.” His magic at work was that flexible.

Not only does it affect the person but also the results of their actions depending on what the user wishes. Meaning, if there was a puddle of strange fluids on the floor and someone finds it. The magic will make their mind accept a rational answer regardless of the ‘how’ factor. They will treat it as something that has been spilled, nothing more.

He looked back over to Sean. “That said, did you have anything in mind?” He asks. Referring to how Sean questioned whether or not he was going in there. “That said, a concussion. How did that happen?” He was genuine in his concern even if he’s making Ialla utilize the full range of her vocal cords. Sex was a normal thing for him. He had been indulging in it for a very long time.

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Mon Oct 04, 2021 3:03 pm
Sean certainly seemed out of sorts for this, playing along with what was going on despite the fact that he was running through evr angle he could see right now that would be perfect to shoot Lincoln from on the Homestead. Meanwhile Ialla was none the wiser of this development, why would she be? She was a blubbering mess right now, much to Sean’s endless delight no doubt.

Of course the Ghost within Sean was just loving the continued shenanigans and endless lwd talk that Lincoln was giving Ialla right now, even going as far to start Ialla’s imagination going with the mental image of them pounding away in the living room before their love juices get on the floor, the wild idea that one of their parents just clean it up like it was nothing huge gave Lincoln all the answer he needed when he ‘wondered’ how much it would get her going as her core tightened up with her only getting warmer while she was certainly warming up her vocal cords.

When Lincoln asked if San had anything in mind, speaking of if the two of them planned to go inside, Sean found that to be a very mean question given the narrative Lincoln just spun for his depraved little sister to consider. Of course he had nothing in mind to keep them from going inside, he just didn’t want his parents to be exposed to this while being totally unaware of it.

That said he instead went to focus on Lincoln’s other question, sounding genuinely concerned only got him so far when he was making his sister test her vocal range with loud moans of delight. “Well Ialla’s awakening launched the crate of produce she was carrying into the back of my head, the fall after that certainly didn’t help the headache I got afterwards. I’m all fine now though, my sight got pretty fuzzy and it was hard to hear stuff but I’m well.”

I mean you were essentially dying before I found you. But yes. Totally fine.” Clarified a disembodied voice, which gave Sean some new information that he hadn’t thought about. The voice coming from a small orb that came into view over Sean’s shoulder, seemingly the source of why Sean appeared to be immune to Lincoln’s current spell.

Lincoln got the strangest sense of dejavu from the orb’s manner of speaking and voice but couldn’t pin it anywhere. He couldn’t recall it entirely, like it was out of reach or a memory not entirely his own. No need to stress over that, happens all the time~

The orb’s single amber eye fixed itself on the scene before it gave off a bubbly chortle as it made its way behind Sean again, disappearing. Giving Sean quite the issue to sort out for himself since it happened so abruptly, appearing without prompt and leaving before it could be questioned. Very cheeky.

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Mon Oct 04, 2021 4:11 pm
This was quite the development. Intrigued but quite literally have his hands full with a tight beauty that he couldn't stop thumping down on his waist. It was tempting to keep chatting with Sean but felt he should spare him from having to watch him use his sister like a wank rag any longer. “Hold on, Ialla and I are going to head inside for a moment. The awakening of her Light really tired her out it seems. She can barely speak coherently right now.” He joked as he emphasis his point by bringing her down more roughly to get sharper noises from her.

Without further ado he casually strolled inside. Sean, thanks to his racial quirk of enhanced hearing, was able to hear all the lewd and crude things occurring inside. His parents and other relatives were happily chatting with them. None of them found it strange that Ialla was unable to utter a few words without breaking into an incomprehensible babble of dirty words. He could hear Lincoln casually speak in a crude manner and yet no one found that off putting. It was clear he was doing that to send Ialla through greater thrills of performing such depraved acts that go unnoticed. They were in there for a good ten minutes.

At last he would see Lincoln coming back out. Having left Ialla on the couch between her parents who were still talking about how excited they are about their daughter getting the Light. All the while not registering the fact that Ialla was back in the state of pure empty head. It was a safe move, they don’t need to be together for the spell to work after all. It also lasts for a full 24-hour day if Lincoln doesn’t refresh it otherwises. The one saving grace was that Lincoln had at least some decency to dry himself off before coming out to see him.

Lincoln looked satisfied and relaxed. Seemingly haven gotten all of the horny out of him in that little scenario. Now it was all out of his system, he could truly focus on a different subject other than smashing a peg into a small hole repeatedly. “So, it looks like something peculiar has gone down.” He teased him. Not letting himself linger on the fact that Sean was apparently close to death. “I’m guessing your new friend has something to do with the Light?” There were many things that he has yet to know about it. As it was apparent here.

The Ghost felt odd to Lincoln. He couldn’t help but think that he was also here to watch his antics. Strangely it does feel like something the Ghost would do. At least it gave him the reason why Sean took notice of him being lewd with his sister in front of him. “The Machine God must have been quite the entity.” Lincoln spoke with a tone that suggests familiarity with it. Unknown to Sean at the moment, he had run-ins with ‘Machine Gods’ before. It was because of his experiences with them that he was able to believe the Elksni claim of having a Machine God with no question. To not let himself fall into the memories of the past he continued the conversation with a question. “So what’s the name of your little friend?”

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Tue Oct 05, 2021 4:33 am
Setting Ialla inside to recover from her ‘exhaustion’ did Sean some good. Though he knew that Ialla was going to have some questions for him once she was sober from being so cock drunk, questions that he had no intention of answering since this was already strange enough but eh.

Now that it seemed that they had Lincoln’s full attention, happy that Lincoln decided to gloss over the fact that he almost kicked the bucket just like him, seeing as it was inconsequential right now, Sean could get to answering some of the more difficult questions. As Lincoln asked about the Light, Sean had no reason to hide it as amber flames warmly danced along his arms. “Yes, I found it odd though seeing as its normally the Kell of Kell’s responsibility to help ghosts reach their fated pair.”

The Ghost reappeared over Sean, resting atop his head as he had to clarify something else. “Normally yes, though the Great Machine thought it best that some of us get to go out independently. With so many Ghosts being born it's hard to entrust this solely to the Kell.

The Ghost took notice of Lincoln saying the Machine God was quite the entity. On that front he couldn’t agree more… For a creation of Erox, a tool of control that has since been left alone seeing as the Hydra’s priorities have shifted drastically to that of breeding instead of ruling, this Machine God has been left alone. In which an opportunity was seen, one a certain someone couldn’t just let go to waste.

The single amber eye seems to narrow with a coy gaze as he could hear Lincoln’s familiarity with Machine Gods, unsurprising given the place he came from. He would be pretty familiar with the type too since the Machine God was a large mechanical shell that held an artifact at its centre. The artifact was brimming with potential, the machine outer layers helped to focus the potential and power in many ways. For one it created ‘ghosts’. Though not all of them were created equal.

Sean tilted his head up to look at his little friend as he gave a short nod. “He does yes, apparently they all get named as they are ‘born’. This one is called Cirus.”

The name feels kinda incomplete to me but I don’t mind. Nice to meet you. I’d shake your hand but I don’t have those yet.” Sean then furrowed his brow.

“What do you mean by ‘yet’ exactly?”

Well once our connection evens out I’ll be able to manifest a physical body from your light. I mean I can’t just wait around inside your pocket all the time, right? It would get incredibly boring.

“Well… I… I suppose you shouldn’t do that. I had no idea you could manifest a body though… What will It look like?” Sean was starting to loosen up, it wasn’t like his days weren’t going to get any easier once Lincoln had to skidaddle to find himself out there so it was good that his mind was being occupied by these curious little distractions. Lord knows he’ll need them once Ialla’s ‘cravings’ start going wild without Lincoln here to satisfy them. Cirus would say that it's his duty as her older brother to step up in that instance. But whether Sean would take him seriously or not was up for debate.

Not sure, most likely it's any form I wish. It won’t be an incredibly detailed form, I’ll look like a human shaped white blob.

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Tue Oct 05, 2021 12:32 pm
Lincoln agreed with Sean that ‘Cirus’ was a fishy name for some odd reason. But he didn’t press on it. He tilted his head when he heard the form the Ghost could take. “Strange, I was picturing something phallic.” The words just came out of him. He didn’t think much of it. It just felt like it suited this strange Ghost. Something tells him that he was going to live through interesting times in the near future. If he has one that is. But no need to think about that now.

He was aware that when he leaves in a few days that Ialla will be quite different than she was before they met. The constant dick addeling of the mind along with indulgence in greater acts of depravity would have had an effect on both her libido and perspective on sex. That was why he was open to the discussion of having Sean step up in his absence. Absence that has a likelihood to be indefinite. Even though it was true he was a selfish man. He enjoys pairing people up, mainly siblings. Of course he knew he was just projecting his unrequited love toward his late sisters. But he still enjoyed it regardless.

That said, he didn’t mind getting Sean to dick his sister. In fact the thought came across a few times. Even a few minutes ago when he had thought Sean was unaware of his and ialla’s presence. He had planned to do some naughty things to drive Ialla even more crazy with the debauchery and to wear down that possible social taboo. So he left Sean alone. His parents however, were a different story.

Ialla was already overwhelmed by the sheer thrill of being carried into the living room. Her relatives were sitting down and chatting. Completely oblivious to the display of brazen sex. He took advantage of that fact to do a variety of lewd things to drive Ialla deeper into that pit of depravity. One moment while still being held in a full nelson, was brought over to her mother, Lincoln unclasp one arm to play with Ialla’s nether region. Making her squirt all over her mother’s lap, when she realized the act of it she came even harder. Dousing her pant legs in her daughter juices.

Lincoln made it so that neither she or anyone else would register the fact that her pants were now saturated by Ialla’s essence. He wanted Ialla to watch her mother walk around, stained in her fluids. That was why he didn’t let the default reaction occur, that being the mother thinking she spilled her drink and went to get changed. Another moment that made Ialla shudder was when her father gave her a headpat while she was tightly clamping around Lincoln’s tool.

Yeah, he definitely made Ialla a lot more perverted through all of this. His eyes widened slightly when he realized in hindsight that he missed the fact that their mother came into contact with Ialla’s essence. Having forgotten the strong side effects it causes on other people now it was touched by his Origin. Now since it wasn’t taken into her body by digestion or the other way, nothing major happened. Being caked in bodily fluids would just make the person complaisant, more horny, easily aroused from a couple of days to weeks depending on the volume that came into skin contact.

Perhaps he should convince Sean to help Ialla during his absence. Along with getting the rest of the family involved. He could see it now. Ialla and her mother on the bed, naked while Sean and his father fuck them together. A beautiful bonding moment if he says so himself. He eyes the Ghost. On some level he knew they were vibing on the same wavelength.

“You know Sean.” He starts. Looking at his friend. “Ialla is likely going to struggle when I’m gone. So I would appreciate it if you were there to help her. With her needs I mean. I’m okay with you doing it.” He says, leaving out that he has a kink for incest. Glancing to the side he might as well confess something since he’ll notice it. “Ialla will likely want to bring her parents into the fun as well.” It’s a shame he wouldn’t be around to see Ialla bring them into the fold. He may like to dominate others, but he equally loves to watch people he brought under his influence go out and dominate others.

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Tue Oct 05, 2021 2:48 pm
Hearing Lincoln say that was unexpected, it made Cirus let out a laugh before he shut himself. Truly an unexpected answer… Yet one he could only hear from a friend.

You know me too well despite the fact we can’t meet in this universe or the one you came from. At least, not under normal circumstances.

Cirus was plenty happy with Lincoln’s reaction yet chose to act coy as he answered. “Phallic eh~ What a funny thing to say.” From the tone of his voice you could almost picture him smiling into a wide grin. Sean certainly picked up on this and had the most unreal sense of danger from this. These two vibed far too well despite the fact they should never have previously met.

Though San wouldn’t have time to worry about the vibe once Lincoln looked right to him after he and Sean’s Ghost shared a moment eying each other. Lincoln asked something of him that made his face flash purple with heat, making him stutter and making his mind crash more than twice. “I’m… Sorry… That concussion must have hit me harder than I thought, what did you say?”

Cirus seemed to speak in his grinning tone once more as Lincoln continued, the Ghosts single amber eye gleaming as it exerted some subtle sway over his partner. “Now I know how this sounds, but surely it's better for you to help with this endeavor instead of some stranger riiight?

Sean’s usually Cyan eyes begin to get muddied in the amber glow of his Ghost’s. The knee jerk reaction he had in his gut fading as the new disgust of some stranger defiling his sister rose up in his gut. He couldn’t allow that. It was certainly weird but if it was him… If it was him then maybe it was alright? I mean he didn’t really mind Lincoln because they were pals bound by fate surely. But he couldn’t let Ialla try to ease it with someone else.

“W-Wait, why would I-?” Sean could feel a new hazy on his mind, a slight tub in the back of his head while Cirus seemed to intensify his gaze.

The Ghost certainly was not your usual aspect of a Machine God. Lincoln could certainly feel that much, it was different yet this thing was merely an aspect of something else. A shard of something else given right to meddle in something fun. Cirus kept his voice low as he continued to whisper in his partner’s ear. The amber glow in Sean’s eyes only gets brighter. “I’m not saying you absolutely should, you can just walk away. But shouldn’t this responsibility fall to you? And your family, shouldn’t they be happy too?

Sean’s expression switched from resistance to revelation. “Happy…?”

Like a snake in the garden, Cirus kept on with his temptations. Though unlike that snake his words were not filled with spiteful venom but of hope… Sure it was slightly manipulative but Sean already had the nugget of potential that would make him quite the asset for Lincoln in the future even with Lincoln’s preference for woman. But that's the kicker, with a posterboy like Sean it will make it easier to gather prospective women for Ialla to work on.

Of course!” Cirus said in a sweet whispered tone “What happened to your family before can never be allowed to happen again. You can protect them best like this, as our light grows and as you get stronger then your family may never face misery again. We will be their shield. Even if it means we have to be alittle strange and tend to their needs… Strange is good too.

“Strange-” Sean’s expression shifts again, his eyes turn amber wholly as he looks to genuinely consider his Ghosts words with care. He looks more serious now instead of looking perplexed. “-Is good too… Others may not look too kindly on it. But I don’t care if they think ill of it. My family's happiness comes first… You’re right. It might be… Unusual. But that isn’t always bad. I’ll help tend to Ialla’s needs when you leave. It’s the least I can do.”

Cirus seemed to be grinning ear to ear in tone again “Good boy. We’ll make a hero out of you yet. Say, can you go check on your folks. I’ll be fine out here with our bud.

Sean raised a scaled eyebrow but gave a soft shrug, he didn’t find it suspect at all that his Ghost would want to speak to Lincoln as his eyes slowly faded back to their normal Cyan.

Cirus gave an electronic sigh as his other half passed into the house, greeting his parents and other relatives as he helped tend to Ialla’s oozing while they were all still none the wiser. “Hoh-boy can’t do that too many times for now. Connection to the Light isn’t all that stable yet… Haaaah. Anything you want to ask before we go inside, you’ll be on that journey of yours before long… Might be the last time you get to ask anything of me for awhile.


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Tue Oct 05, 2021 3:47 pm
Lincoln was amused to see Sean panic by his vibe with Cirius. He doesn’t know the finer context but can sense they would have been a dangerous duo in different circumstances. Perhaps they were in different times, different places. The lands trembling in their wake. Or rather the women of said lands. Alas, that was not his story here. Especially when he comes to understand that no, he can’t just bed every woman he meets out in Hoshizora. Tragic really. In the end he will know that it’s for the best. It’s one thing to leave a trail of leaking holes on a planet. But it’s another thing to do so on an interstellar level. Such ambitions are but a horny fantasy.

The crook of his lips rose into a subtle smile at the sight of Cirus pulling Sean under. Lincoln’s blue eyes morph into a kaleidoscope of purple and pink hues as he stares into Sean’s eyes to aid in subliminal trance since Sean is immune to direct influences. “Cirus is right…” he spoke softly. “...another aspect to this is that you’re guilty.” He pauses to let the word ‘guilty’ bounce around in Sean’s mind. “You’ve seen how much Ialla suffered with her hormones over the years. She needed help, someone to relive her, and you weren’t there to support her. To truly help her with her needs.”

Lincoln sowed seeds into his mind. One being that Sean dreams are based on Lincoln’s sexual experiences with Ialla. The dream would be vivid and near-real, including the pleasure. The dreams could include him fucking his sister in front of their mother, wearing Ialla as a fleshlight, sex with hentai logic. When he wakes up he’ll find that he’ll have morning wood that he would only be able to get rid of by masturbating while picturing Ialla in his head.

Lincoln’s eyes turn back to normal. That was enough exertion of his influence for now to help Sean along. “That’s the spirit, Sean” He gave a warm smile to his pal. Quite excited even to see him get frisky with Ialla in the future. As noted before, he loved making brothers fall in love with their sisters. Watching him go inside his smile grew. Knowing that seeing the sight on the couch will spur his stimulated emotions inside of him. The musky smell would no doubt make his mouth water.

Worry came to his eyes for a moment. Just before Sean went through the door he whipped his hand outward. A bolt of pink light splash against Sean’s back. His form shone with a pink outline before vanishing. His family would notice it but Sean would get the sense that it was the same on Lincoln and Ialla. “I’ve put the same spell on him.” He says to Cirius. Watching Sean go inside. “It’ll save him the embarrassment of popping a boner in front of his family.” He knew he would if he had to clean up his fucked silly sister. Her body is warm, wet with sweat and other fluids. Helping her up would no doubt be a challenge for she would have to lean against him to stand up. Her naked body pressing against him would likely make that boner very painful.

Of course, given Ialla believes that Sean is unaware. In her cock drunken state she’ll likely see the boner and touch it. Stars, the thought of it was giving him a boner as well. Lincoln looked over to Cirus again. He spared a second or so to think upon it before shaking his head. “Nothing for the time being, besides I think we both want to be in the front row seat in there.” He cock a grin before going inside as well.

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Thu Oct 07, 2021 3:04 pm
Cirus was rather impressed to see Lincoln join in, he didn’t think that he initially would. He wasn’t sure about using guilt, but the effects speak for themselves as Sean’s heartstrings were tugged. He couldn’t deny that he had seen his sister suffer while controlling her hormones and he did nothing. This thought now bouncing around his head helped bring down some walls of restraint while the seeds he sowed into his mind began to take root for later. It may take awhile, likely a day or two for the effects to truly work. Though with the Light and Cirus’s help those ideas of hentai logic won’t be too hard to pull off safely.

Cirus watched the pink bolt of energy splash against San’s back before he went inside the house, he could feel the unfamiliar tingle of Lincoln’s magic strike Sean and consequently himself too. It was a good thing he did, currently he could feel Sean’s blood heading south as he helped to clean Ialla up while trying to keep a straight face.

Oh right I didn’t think of that, good thing you caught that before it got him in trouble.” Cirus could already see some potential fun happenings come up from this, he didn’t doubt that in her current state Ialla wouldn’t stop herself from playing with her brothers rod without much of a second thought to it seeing as the thought of Lincoln’s magic still being in effect filling her head with ease. And the idea of that taboo already filled her head thanks to Lincoln indulging many of her kinks in the days since they first met.

Cirus gave a soft chuckle to Lincoln’s admittance to wanting front row seats to the show, something he vibed with heavily. He followed Lincoln inside to watch something fantastic unfolding.

Just like the pair predicted, since Ialla was still unaware of the fact that her older brother was immune to the spell but her actions would largely go unnoticed by their parents around them she didn’t even hesitate to act once she could feel the heat hidden away in her brother's trousers, completel blanking the trail of thoughts that should have led to ‘why is he hard?’ and instead lept right to ‘hell yeah, zero consequences’

Sean did his best not to react to Ialla suddenly taking hold of his tent while he was trying to take her to her room. Staying as quiet as he could be, especially as he had to witness Lincoln and his own ghost reenter the house to presumably go sit down and enjoy the show while Ialla had squirmed fro his grip and was already working Sean’s trousers around his ankles, much to her delight when she felt the heated rod slap her face… Ialla really liked that it slapped her in the face, even letting out a giddy ‘Ooo’ as it did… Much to Sean’s embarrassment as he had to pretend that he was just… Fine. Standing in the middle of the living room with his trousers around his ankles, and with his sister now beginning working the length with her upper arms while her lower massaged his jewels, all while he had to pretend that he was watching the TV with his parents.

In no way does he have to, other than to keep Ialla from knowing that he’s aware and that he too is unaffected by the spell… Cirus was watching carefully. Intrigued to see how far his other half will go just to keep the illusion alive… Before the steadily rising heat in his gut overtakes his sensibilities… Before that same heat erodes his sense of shame and he picks up Ialla to start paying her back for how cheeky she’s been against the dinner table, or against the back of the couch, putting Ialla on her back between their parents and railing her into the couch cushions. By the veins forming on Sean’s forehead… He doesn’t think it will take very long. Seems that Sean has some buried tensions that Cirus and Lincoln’s work have shifted to the surface and now provided with the perfect outlet. A rather carefree and receptive outlet.

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Sat Oct 09, 2021 10:34 pm
Lincoln gave a snort at Cirus’s remark. “Strangely, that suits you.” If Cirus was a regular human being. He could see him being the sort of person to act upon what his secondary head told him and not his primary first. Roasting the Ghost aside he continued going inside. Smiling all the while, especially when he watches Sean and Ialla. Noticing Sean was nearing his limit a lightbulb went on inside of him. His grin widening as he came up with an idea to help his friend from not breaking the ‘illusion’. “I see you’re enjoying the love doll, Sean?” He chimed.

He strode over to the middle of the living room. Giving Olivia a pat on the head as he goes by her. “Believe it or not, I found her outside. Such a nice find isn’t it.” He knelt down beside her. Cupping her bare rear. “I bet you can fill so much stuff inside of her.” He teases. Breathing hotly on Ialla’s neck. “She’s so lifelike...so warm.” He uses his other hand to take hold of her breast. Giving it a firm squeeze, “I think I’m starting to like hoshizora if it can make just great, fuckable love dolls like these.” He spoke with a deep purr.

His hand on her rear drifted upward. Sliding up her sweaty back to grip the back of her bobbing head. Making sure he was grabbing her white roots so he’s not pulling her hair as much. He looked up to Sean with a mischievous gleam in his blue eyes. “Come on Sean, no need to hold back. She’s the perfect love doll, if she was alive I’m sure she would have loved her throat to be used raw.” He thrusted her head forward until her face was flush against his nether regions. Making sure her throat bulged with Sean’s full length. He pulled her out only to thrust her forward once more. And he would repeat the process several times till he grabbed one of Sean's hands to take his place so that he could do the intense facefucking by himself.

“Let’s have a bit of fun with her before Ialla comes back, she’s still outside.” He pulled his own pants down as he stood up. Grabbing Ialla’s waist she lifted her upward. Sliding it in he grabbed her arms, pulling them back as he and Sean proceeded to roughly spit roast Ialla in front of everyone in the room. The two of them would have fun with their oddly lifelike love doll for an hour or so before plopping her down on her bed. No doubt she’ll need a lot of sleep to recover from an intense day of lovemaking.

Lincoln stood beside Sean next to the bed. Looking down on their messy work. He slapped Sean on the shoulder. Flashing him a cheeky grin. “Come on, let's head back out. I’m sure Ialla won’t mind us leaving the love doll on her bed.” He gave a low laugh. Walking out of the bedroom. All the while he was thinking of how nice it was to bring the two siblings together. Now if something happens, the two can find solace in each other. Said solace being fucking eachother brains out.

Getting back into the living room he realized that he was rather beat as well. Plopping down between the husband and wife. Not doing anything inappropriate for once. He spent the rest of the night getting to know the family more. While Sean was not watching, it helped that he was a bit tired, he started to work on spicing up the relationship between Olivia and Saxon. Taking advantage of their oblivious state to sow seeds in their mind and soul.

Over the course of the following six days the same mostly happened. Only that he didn’t play around as much as the first two days. Rather he was working in making the family get closer together. By the time Vaxim brought him the ship on the sixth day. He was happy to see that all four of them were having wet fun together. In contrast to his past work it took a lot longer but that was mostly because he was taking his time with it. On the last night they had fun painting Ialla and Olivia white from head to toe. It was funny to see Cirus get involved since it was the first time he saw a Ghost do that sort of thing.

Then, it was time to take flight. The send off wasn’t a big deal thankfully, it was awkward enough. Even though he spent the last week making a once wholesome family unit degenerate, he grew somewhat attached. Having said his goodbyes they waved at him as he boarded the ship. Then flew up into the great sea of stars.







Three months later the once wholesome family would hear Lincoln’s ship making landfall near their residence. Lincoln had been using the ship computer to send mail back to them so they knew regularly that he was still okay up there. The messages didn’t say much, but it was enough to let them know that he was alright. The ship came to a soft landing. The door opened with a hiss. Revealing Lincoln in a new set of clean clothing. Standing beside him was a [url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/664681016216256522/895821866932011008/unknown.png]woman[/b] with a stoic expression.

Lincoln stepped down on the fresh soil below. The woman was closely behind. Given her posture and the way she eyes the people there. She gave off the impression of a bodyguard. If anyone were to look at Lincoln they could already see a drastic change in him. There was no dark cloud over him. No heavy weight on his shoulder. For the first time since they knew him, he looked genuinely happy. One strange thing is that he looked a tad nervous about something. “Hey everyone, it’s great to see you all again.” He glanced to the side for a moment. “I uh, came across a life coach on my travels. Got on a program even.” He clears his throat before looking at them.

“The main thing that I want to say it now is that I’m celibate for the indefinite future until he thinks I made enough progress in my recovery.”

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Tue Oct 12, 2021 5:14 pm
Cirus continued to be greatly amused by Lincoln as he thought that this kind of attitude suited him for some unknown reason. Truly the notion of kindred transcends universes. Oh but the fun had only just begun.

Of course as Lincoln worked into a intense spit-roasting session of Ialla with the help of her dear older brother, Cirus noticed that Ialla’s power had been left to do its own thing and was solely left reacting to every whim of fancy, making her throat stretchy enough to handle the punishment, other holes tight yet slippery enough for more enjoyment. While it was impressive, he thought that she needed a Ghost of her own… Something for the Ghost to work on while Lincoln was away.

Of course as it came to the day of Lincoln leaving, Ialla and her family were sad to see their friend go and wished him luck on their trip, sending him off while they were all discreetly groping one another. Much to the Ghost’s amusement, he knew that Lincoln was working over the human parents but now things have turned into quite the little den of sin for him to enjoy nurturing.

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During the many moons that Lincoln was gone Ialla remained true to her word as she aimed to start up her own House, though she was somewhat stumped on the name for the longest time. She toiled with the name while herself and Sean had busied themselves with recruiting locally while getting assistance from Vaxim to again find them a ship that they could use as a hub to work out of since using the homestead felt bad. Of course this work didn’t stop the sibling pair from indulging in their needs since Sean was more than happy to help Ialla with her libido, and the pair were often eager to bring their dear parents in on the action when they weren’t away.

Vaxim’s help in acquiring a Ketch was invaluable as they got that and started to design their House banners, with Cirus’s help they settled on a name. The House of Roses, the promise of this House being that of a message of tolerance and love, a place to belong no matter the race or orientation. A promise to build that place to belong being their goal. Of course right now things were going well for the two fledgeling empires that they lived in, but they still had their problems. So a promise of somewhere to belong no matter their past was something that enticed a few people.

Like that the numbers of the House started to swell over the month while Ialla and Sean’s family were silently investigated by the Kell of Kell because of their strange circumstances of rekindling. Though both of them had a Ghost. Cirus was an unhinged sort but perfectly capable of telling Zalia Bedlam about how he came to be, finding himself already travelling when he came across Sean. The other Ghost was named Iris, she was similarly outspoken like Cirus, even seeming very similar to him in terms of mannerisms but she was more grounded compared to him. She shared a similar story that she simply woke up already connected to Ialla.

With that tale told Zalie would reluctantly return to her brother’s side for the time being, reporting the situation and carrying on the application for the formation of Ialla’s House… While the situation was very weird, seeing as Stranek did not help those two ghosts into existence, he allowed it but would have the house be monitored for the time being. Nothing intrusive, but to watch their activities to see if something amiss.

Once those three months had passed, the once wholesome family had managed to come to a healthy full circle of sorts. They were of course indulging quite a taboo but one that they handled well as a family. Didn’t mean that they were clean behind closed doors, but they’ve worked it around into a supportive and physically healthy relationship that they indulge in. With Olivia and Saxon eventually getting clued in to what had happened but with Cirus’s work behind the scenes the pair of them didn’t seem to be riled by it. There was initial heat and backlash but the pair couldn’t see their lives differently at that point, and the liberation had already set in. So instead the liberation continued.

Once they got the message that Lincoln was coming back they were happy to hear that Lincoln was coming back, Ialla especially since she wanted to flaunt the work that she had put into the success of The House of Roses, especially her own work to recruit and personally train a ‘royal guard’ made up of woman she though may suit Lincoln’s tastes.

Of course… Once he was back. And the news of his celibacy was revealed. Ialla’s work seemed to shatter with her heart right there, a blank expression behind a simple smile said it all.

And Cirus?

Oh he laughed. He HOWLED. He knew Tulam was going to do something but he didn’t think that the Psion would fit his mood, kindred with a anti-horny belt to keep him on the straight path of rehabilitation.

Iris was trying to quiet him down. “H-Hey I don’t see how that’s so funny?” She said as she was stifling a laugh of her own… She found this just as fun as Cirus but was trying to be a voice of reason in this.

Sean, who had grown into a more confident voice of reason, just stuffed the two trouble making light bulbs in his pockets, much to their muffled protest as he tried his best to beam a sincere smile to Lincoln. “My friend. As the first person to have found you and helped you up… Good.” He says with a single pat on Lincoln’s shoulder. Oh he was thankful to Lincoln for all his work in helping him and his family grow closer. But the unstoppable horny he exuded day after day needed to be stopped for his own good as much as the universe around him.

"Oh don't be too hard on him. More importantly... Would you mind introducing us to your friend Lincoln?" Ialla finally managed to get out, who from the looks of it has continued working out to keep her tomboy figure going, though she allows her white locks to spill down her back instead of always keeping it short.

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Tue Oct 12, 2021 6:32 pm
Lincoln was very much confronted with the consequences of his actions. For the first time in Hoshizora he’s truly feeling a late post-nut clarity. He could just see how horny he had been before he left this place. And the once innocent, wholesome family that has been in the path of his destructive habits. Does he regret it? In some ways. There was no semblance of control on his part. Looking back he knew that deep down he understood what he was doing when he made it so that this family can depend on each other and not himself.

Another factor in the shame he felt were the lessons that Tulam’run gave him. Before he met him he never really understood what his issues were. He never was properly treated a lot of stuff. And he certainly doesn’t have a psychology degree to self-diagnose himself. Was he acting this way because he felt lonely and desired intimacy? Was he acting this way because he’s selfish and been wound up in a power trip? Was he acting this way because he was trying to fill the bottomless holes in his heart? It could very well be a blend of all of these or something else entirely, he doesn’t know. That was why for better or worse, it was a good thing he got some help regardless of the source.

He blushed somewhat at Sean’s words. Recalling just how brazen he was back then. That he doesn’t regret but can understand how much that has been grating for him. Ialla’s question brought his attention over to her. “This is Shiki Ryougi, my bodyguard.” He introduces her. Who kept a stoic expression towards the Elksni. It was hard to gauge her emotions. She very much carries the air of someone very devoted to their job.

“Good to be acquainted.” She said simply before directing her black eyes to Ialla. “It’s as he said, I’m his personal guard. Tell me, have you ever considered that you could have potentially contributed to getting Lincoln killed or worse?” The accusation was shot with no hesitation. “Think about it for a moment. All it took was for you to flaunt your chest to distract him, to hook him in. Now imagine if a myriad of parties figured out how easy it was to take advantage of him? Have a woman lift her shirt up a bit to show her abs, Lincoln is staring at it for a moment, and a bullet nails him in the back of the head.”

It was clear that Shiki wasn’t blaming Ialla. She was explaining the problem to her. Meaning she was very much roasting Lincoln. It’s his issue after all. Who was very much looking rather small next to her akin to a little brother shying away from the undeniable words of his big sister. Shiki gave a soft sigh, closing her eyes. “My presence here is to also ensure that Lincoln keeps in line. For the time being, excluding myself, he can never be alone with another woman. And he can’t ever touch another woman either.” Lincoln lightly blush as Shiki continues to address his metaphorical chastity belt.

He gave a huff, “Okay, my newfound monastic lifestyle aside. How have you two been doing?” He does have a good understanding of what went on while he was away but it was always nice to hear it in person. For some reason, he knew he wasn't going to escape the subject so easily. Sean seemed like he was ready to get back at him after everything he had subjected him to over the course of that wet week.

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Thu Oct 14, 2021 3:51 pm
Sean could certainly see the changes in Lincoln after he gave him his honest opinion of the metaphorical chastity belt. Even the blush gave him some hints to how much he has actually changed over the three months that he has been gone from their lives. The change was… Well entirely surprising if he had to be honest. Of course this just meant that now he could put Lincoln through the same hell that he initially put him through all those months ago if he wanted to. The idea was all too tempting to ignore.

As Lincoln answered Ialla’s question and the bodyguard proceeded to introduce herself too that Sean would personally find her quite the welcome addition. Though he didn’t recognise the style of her name, meaning he had no concept for what Japanese was. Which was more than understandable in this situation. “A pleasure.”

Though Ialla reacted quickly to Shiki’s opening line, the accusation that was said without hesitation, to her about potentially endangering Lincoln’s life. “I beg your pardon?” Replying with a smile and a soft tone though that mask was very thin as even Sean had to rest his hand on Ialla’s shoulder. He got the impression that there was more to hear so he had to insist that his sister not cause a scene. Because Shiki may have had a point with how horny Ialla was when she was around Lincoln in the first few days they hung around. Hell, the first day was super horny.

After hearing the rest, and Sean doing his best to explain what he could to Ialla, the Rose Kell calmed herself but didn’t find it nearly as amusing as Sean did. He found it hilarious that Lincoln had a No horny enforcer. Ialla was somewhat… Frustrated, but she did have other outlets for that now. She was still caught up in her efforts to gather women for him and it turned out to be pointless for the time being.

Cirus certainly took interest in the fact that Lincoln was placed on a Horny ban and had his own enforcer… Though her name certainly wasn’t from this galaxy. Something he will ask about at a more appropriate time seeing as that is a name from his old life… Not that he knew much, he knew Lincoln and that he possessed true magic. But this fragment didn’t have the perceptions of its whole. Still the continued reference to the fact he can’t even be alone with another woman that isn’t Shiki is hilarious.

With Lincoln trying to change the topic, Sean was merciful in allowing his sister to start them off. “We got the House off the ground, the House of Roses is what we called and we even got the official say so to make it. We’ve already begun recruiting but right now we only have a little over fifty members, barely enough to man the Ketch Vaxim managed to get us.”

“Which is no small feat. I have no idea how the old man managed to pull an active warship from military deployment just so we can have it… The guy is like an old crime boss… Fingers in all parts of the Commonwealth.” Sean says as he runs ahan through his silvery locks, he was thankful to Vaxim but the fact that he could pull a ship from active duty for them was… Well it was frankly amazing and frightening the amount of pull this old retiree had.

“Outside of that, Cirus and I have been trying to find someone to serve as our Archon. So far with no luck which is annoying, all the good mechanics end up in military service and get snatched up by bigger Houses or clans.” He says as Cirus takes over. “We have a lead on a Prime Servator though, we’re having some of the subordinates look into it to see if it's legit or just a wild goose chase.

“A what?” Sean says as he narrows his brow, being happily unaware of what a ‘goose’ is.

... A waste of time.” Cirius replies back, reminding himself that some of his idioms won’t work in this galaxy.

Though honestly I am more interested in what you did in the months away. Besides the ban on being a horndog.” Cirus was quick to bring this back around. Seeing that Lincoln needed to take a dive so that no one looks too deeply into his mention of a bird that doesn’t exist in this galaxy… At least he hoped not.

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Thu Oct 14, 2021 5:20 pm
Looked for a place to indirectly commit suicide. That was the blunt truth. It was why he left, ensuring that they could function without him. It wouldn’t have been right for them to find his corpse nearby. But there was no need to mention that anymore now that he wasn’t suicidal anymore. There were things he couldn’t tell, but there were plenty of things he could share. “The biggest being learning about Hoshizora. I certainly got the wrong first impression when I came here. The Firstborn and the Athilians are the only ones who are extreme degenerates. I heard in Alexandria that the Lady-Lord had to suppress information around the Athilian dominated Phoenix City because it's supposedly a free-use paradise. There are rumors about there being large public orgies in the parks and plazas.”

Lincoln doesn’t know how to feel about that. Yes, he had partook in many orgies in the past. But they were in bedrooms where hygiene was a lot more manageable. But out in the open on dirt and concrete? That may be a bit too wild and free for him. “The one other group that is close to them in terms of libido are the Valorians, who’re all lesbians.” That wasn’t too odd for him. In general he doesn’t find aliens odd to begin with because it was silly to compare them to human concepts.

He then gave a shrug. “Besides that, I just wandered about. Checked out the sights, experienced the nightlife, met that life coach online, and here I am.” That was the abridged version of it. It wasn’t much but it did drive home just how aimless he was being at the start. How much he’ll let the days fly past him while being stuck in his own head.

Listening to how the House was doing is nice to hear. At least he truly contributed something beneficial before finding a dark corner somewhere to lay down and close his eyes one last time. Now that dreary fate was avoided. “I’m proud to hear that you’ve been doing well, same with the House. I like the name.”

He rubbed the back of his head. “That said. I doubt I can be involved much still. I need time for myself to focus on my personal mental health. Especially now that I’m celibate. One of the reasons I became so indulgent in sex was because with the way I was heading with me excessive workaholicism. It wouldn’t have been pretty. So the last thing I need to do is give myself work to do.” A small sigh left him. “I need...to take a proper break from the world at large, or rather the galaxy in this case. Unwind somewhere nice. Start an alchemical garden, set up a farm, make a personal library, do casual research, surf the web, things of that nature.”  

Those were truthful words. Some of which he already started at Station 3. He needs to focus on his own well being. To not distract himself to ignore the problems like he had been for oh so long. “I already found a quiet place out in Hoshizora. That is not to say I’ll be there all the time of course. I’ll come here plenty of times, beside this place is a farm after all.”

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Sat Oct 16, 2021 6:11 pm
From Lincoln’s account of the Firstborn and Athailian’s, it sounds like Cirus should think of investigating these aliens. Might be a fun venture if they can be conditioned with sexual rewards. But that was to think of later. Right now he has other worries that they must deal with, but these are worries that Lincoln doesn’t need to worry himself with. As long as he’s away then the ire of the Confederates won’t reach him. Of course he didn’t want his fun to end but his existence and influence was limited to Sean’s side.

Sean couldn’t find it in him to be surprised that the Firstborn or Athailian’s were worse than they first appeared. Though it looked like they could at least mask their degeneracy… Perhaps there were just unique individuals amongst them. “It has to be really bad if you have someone like that trying to stem the flow of information about it. I guess she’s worried people might try to take official action or something.”

“Or she’s just embarrassed that her planet is going to be associated with city wide orgies.” Ialla confidently adds, pretty sure that it was likely that Huelyn really didn’t want that on her name.

Sean motioned his gaze to her for a moment before silently conceding that point to her, he knows he certainly didn’t want the House he’s helping to make to be known for that, much less his family. So it was understandable. Though his attention quickly got drawn to the Valorian’s. He recognised the species name, the Mammalian looking sentients he saw around sometimes. He always caught them eyeing up his sister some days when they went to the market to trade, and he even heard they have something of a domineering reputation. No way he was going to leave his sister along with one. He could get past the fact that their people were female oriented with an interest in the fairer sex, though he did feel bad for the males. As a species who embodied a more meritocratic stance they couldn’t see the point of singling out a gender if they have able bodied individuals amongst them with great potential… It seemed pointlessly counterproductive to put aside half a species because of the tool between their legs… Then again aliens are strange. Not everyone was as surprisingly forward thinking as Lincoln when it came to not placing familiar concepts on the unfamiliar.

As Lincoln’s story continued to shift with how he basically just wondered before meeting his Life Coach hit home that he basically did nothing until he found said life coach. Though Sean and Ialla could see that he still has a long way to go despite the fact that he made some decent progress in the time he’s been gone. Realistically Sean knew it wasn’t going to be an easy fix, he was still dealing with the trauma of watching his own parents being rendered dust in an effort to protect him and his sister, who was just an egg at the time. But despite how chaotic Cirus is, he is surprisingly good with supporting him to come to terms with it.

Though the Ghost couldn’t keep silent as Lincoln made mention of an Alchemy Garden. “Now are you just swilling goop with different effects and calling it Alchemy or are you talking REAL alchemy?

“Uh.. Rude?” Sean interrupted. Unsure how to even reprimand his Ghost seeing as he had no idea what an ‘Alchemy’ is. Though if he had to guess it had to be some sort of magic given its fancy name.

It’s not rude. Real Alchemy is shaping the world, not making the wizarding worlds exivilant of a fucking sports drink.” From the annoyed tone he was pretty adamant about the fact, as if he was sick of hearing people mislabeled what they do as such. “Stop saying Alchemist when you really mean Botanist or Chemist. I am so sick of hearing Alchemy be associated with fuckin gardens when that is such a small part that got aimlessly made a common practice. YES ingredients are important! But it's about the larger effects it has by challenging the natural order-

Sean decided to pocket the angry ranting orb, muffling him under his hand as he just looked at Lincoln. “I think a garden is a great idea. He was with a straight face, while angry muffled shouting could be heard from his pocket. While Ialla and her Ghost Iris just look on tiredly.


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Sun Oct 17, 2021 10:02 am
It was rather quirky of Cirus to go on a tangent in response to his word usage. Just to mess with the ghost he merely responded with a shrug. “Anyways, lets head on inside.” No point in standing here. He’s rather looking forward to just chilling about. On the flip side he has a hunch that Ialla is going to try to pry his chastity belt off. He can’t blame her. The last time they were together it was nonstop debauchery. Hopefully Sean is able to date her needs. Or for some ominous reason there was a feeling that Sean wouldn’t lend a hand for a while to get back at him.

Oh well, he can take it. He had been tested before. No way is he going to relapse to what he was before. A lot of stuff happened during these last few months. Been through things that helped him find himself again. With that in mind he proceeds to go on inside the house. By the time he was at the door frame he suddenly wondered if it will be any different since he last came here. Knowing that he made the whole family naught, he wouldn’t be surprised if there were wet spots around the room, sex toys, or perhaps a lewd furniture. Not that it interests him of course.

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Tue Oct 26, 2021 7:57 pm
Lincoln would actually be pretty surprised, once he was inside the Fyrr Homestead looked as it did three months ago when he left, and rightly so. They still had guests that come over now and again, like them for instance. One difference however was a protective cover over the furniture… Easy to remove and clean incase of messes. All kinds of messes.

Saxon and Olivia were out at present, doing some deliveries for the moment. But of course Lincoln was allowed to make himself at home…

Of course Lincoln’s intuition about Ialla wasn’t half wrong, though right now she was composed as she made her way into the kitchen while Sean welcomed him in. Though Lincoln’s intuition was entirely right, Ialla couldn’t be left alone otherwise she’d become someone else's problem, and he couldn’t allow that. He wised up to Cirus and Lincoln’s tricks those months ago but they weren’t entirely wrong.

“So make yourself at home, take a seat. Feel free to set something up to watch if you’d like some background noise. We likely won’t be alone for long.” Sean said, smiling as he sat down in the hanging chair as he looked at Lincoln and his bodyguard.

“He doesn’t need to worry about that!” Ialla called from the other room, in truth she was already preparing drinks… And a surprise. She came out with a tray of drinks, with Sean already taking the drink Ialla tampered with and downing it, much to her grimace.

Sean finished the drink that his loving sister had laced with a ‘pick me up’ and set the empty cup on the coffee table as he looked at her. “If you’re going to misbehave I’ll get the collar. Sit.” He spoke with a stern voice, not voicing an empty threat either as Ialla blushed hard and went to sit down on the couch. “No. Here.” Sean motioned into his lap while Ialla’s blush only grew darker and darker as she did as her older brother wanted, she did just try to go against Lincoln’s situation and now she needed to be punished. She settled herself into her brothers lap, the both of them were pretty tall and built at this point but Ialla still looked small compared to Sean’s more robust form, and as such even his smaller arms seemed to compare to her own top arms as they snaked into her pants, starting to tease and rub through her garments to punish her to edging for her hasty behavior.

Meanwhile Sean seemed to continue on as normal while Ialla was made to bite down on part of his sleeve to muffle herself as he endlessly teased and edged her to close climax and deny her. “Sorry about that, she’s been quite the nuisance since she got herself the position of Kell. She seems to think that makes her top here. So I arrange these surprise reminders to keep her humble.” He says as Ialla’s desperate expression starts to show through as she seems to tense and try to resist the urge to force his hands to give her release, knowing he will only punish her more for it. “I would handle it later out of sight in respect of your situation Lincoln, and very sorry for this Shiki, but the sooner I punish her the better. You know how she likes to run with her liberties.”

At this point Cirus speaks up to let Sean focus on Ialla’s punishment. “What he originally meant is that we’re being watched. Ialla’s surprise awakening and then Sean’s has been quite the surprise and the big guy in charge is looking into it. Don’t be surprised that an agent of his or the Nebula folks talk to you when you start to leave.

Vaxim already had a visit from his descendant I think, the guy was like 50 years old and built like a truck. I think he was a baron of that Starlight House, he was basically asking about if we’re preparing a coup out here…


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Tue Oct 26, 2021 8:36 pm
Sean turned to look at Lincoln just in time to see a rather strange emotion on his face before it was swiftly replaced with awkwardness when he noticed him looking at him. He looked disinterested. Watching them indulge in each other with the same level of investment in waiting for water to boil. It didn’t seem important to him either.

Something would come to Sean. He never really, as in really took a good look at Lincoln’s face during that one week. Especially when he encouraged him to have sex with the other members of the household. Sean was so caught up in his flurry of emotions and drinking in the sight of his family bare skin to pay much attention to Lincoln.

Lincoln gave a light blush before letting out a chuckle at what Sean said. “I can see that. It’s a good thing she has you around to rein her in.” He looks over to Cirius when he spoke up after Sean. His brow raised a bit. It made sense. He did cause quite the commotion.

Oh well, Lincoln wasn’t too worried. That feeling was apparent in how he held himself. He was fairly relaxed. “I don’t mind, I have nothing to hide.” There was no desire anymore to get tangled up in stuff bigger than himself. The ambition just wasn’t there anymore.

More easily than one would expect from Lincoln, he went to get a snack before going over to the couch to have a seat. Where he proceeds to just chill in for the time being. Casually watching the siblings do naughty things. His eyes twinkle with amusement. But nothing much else beyond that. Then he looked over to Cirius. “Oh, you said Nebula folk? The refugees?”

He doesn’t know much of the current political landscape of Hoshizora yet. Been too busy these last weeks trying to survive with having two Psions for roommates. “Huh, it’ll be cool to meet them then. Regardless if it’s agents. Any idea on what they’re like?”

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Wed Oct 27, 2021 9:16 pm
Of course Sean hadn’t really been able to get much of a gauge on Lincoln, he was too immature while the man was here with them. Too naive to the world… He was still too naive, but now he could notice the look of him. He was fronting an act… These looks of awkwardness and blushing were a farce. But not to trick them… No. It was FOR them. Or more specifically the one in his lap.

He’s bored.

He started to stand from the hanging chair, to take Ialla upstairs. It would be rude to get into any shot of conversation about this with Ialla present. “One moment. Cirus, continue.”

Cirus watched Sean take his sister upstairs- “Bossy.” -before he looked back to Lincoln. His interest in the Nebula folk seemed strange as he just made mention that he might be targeted if the Confie remnants of this cluster think he’s a threat… Then again… It was typical of a Lincoln to do something like that. Though… His time with his ‘online mentor’ has certainly changed him. More than he has ever seen come from interactions with the mentor. Of course he has no idea about the second one, his full self would likely bust a mountain once he saw her.

Nothing to hide huh?” He says rather dryly, being from another universe and having the power to jumpstart a practically dead magical lineage severed by a reality bending deity is certainly something worth hiding considering these Nebula folk aren’t too keen on Cyboar, an existence from another universe. Just like him to call that ‘nothing to hide’. He let out a little distorted sigh before he shook his little orb body like one would shake one's head.

What they’re like? Suspicious. Being grilled by one I could feel his anxiety and fear when he was talking to me specifically, like I was some sort of evil object that would curse him or something…” Though on that part they weren’t entirely wrong, he would certainly curse them if he could have gotten away with it but his power is limited so getting into a brawl with an extraplanetary force is a big no-no.

They must not have any magic experts in their ranks because he had a fundamental understanding, stuff you would read in a military manual or from word of mouth.” Of course it was merely speculation, but from the fact that they sent people who have a decent understanding but no actual experts amongst them to send to the only two Eliksni in the galaxy to get the Light without the Kell of Kell’s help. “But outside that he had no idea what to think of me, labeled me an ‘Anomalous entity’ before he and his partner dipped back to the space port.

Outside of that superficial look… It’s like you said, they’re refugees who just got a new home off the ground, they’re human. So you already know how they may act. Don’t try appealing to their humanity, nationality counts more to them. If you weren’t born under their flag, their philosophy… Then you’re a dangerous outsider to assess. They can’t assess me but you and Shiki will be better assessed, just not your magic. Not unless you walk them through it.” Cirius spoke to caution Lincoln, he wanted him to approach this situation with something… Anything. But he wasn’t in a good enough position to get hold of valuable intel… Even then his window to do anything for Lincoln was likely over for the time being. His plate might be too full with two Psions and ‘everything else’ under his responsibility.

I know it's pretty useless to say this, you being who you are, but at least be careful. I know you did what you did to make sure your footprint was whittled down in this family, but they like you being around. Not just you helped them get into each other's pants. They see you as a friend if nothing else.

“He’s out of line.” Sean spoke up as he slowly drifted down the grav-lift to the second floor, drying his hands against his clothes after washing them before he gave a smile to Lincoln. “But the sneaky lightbulb is right. Even my parent’s, while they don’t know you too much, are fine with you being around. So don’t think just because you’re not railing my sister anymore doesn’t mean you’re not welcome.” He says as a tease as he looks down at his human friend, smiling almost ear to ear. Though his tone dims somewhat as he glances back to the lift. He knew all too well that his sister would be waiting on something that she may never get again, just means he’ll have to work harder to make her forget about waiting… More work for me to do. Haaah… I’m still cleaning up after Lincoln even now.

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Thu Oct 28, 2021 2:44 pm
“Hah hah, you know what I mean. All I am here is some random schmuck who just happened to accidentally make someone awaken their Light. Ialla had already been thinking about founding a house before I even came along. And I had nothing to do with Sean’s awakening” His presence was coincidental in the grand scheme of things. Of course, that’s the story he’ll give. It was by his hands that he led the family down a path of degeneracy.

Taking in what Cirius was saying it fell in line with what he knew of the Iammelonians so far. They’re very much afraid of things which they don’t know. A bit amusing because there’s a bit of arrogance because they assume that everything is a possible threat to them as if they’re the center of the universe.

“It does bother me a bit how much these refugees are extending their authority within the Empire.” It reminded him about his home country and the war in the east that lasted over twenty years. That whole debacle certainly painted his opinion of how much a country should be allowed to do things in another country.

The fact that their agents went around questioning people annoyed him. It was baffling even. People would kick a storm in his home country if agents from another country were going around in their country.

He gave a soft snort at the exchange between Cirius and Sean when he came back down. “I would be pretty happy with someone if they helped me and my sisters be together. So I can relate.” Hearing Sean’s voice dim made him scoff. “I may be celibate, but there are many degenerate things that I can do that doesn’t involve me having sex myself. Speaking of, I should go do that. Be right back.”

Standing up with a slight mischievous grin he walked through the living room to go out the door. Sean and Cirius would sense that he didn’t go far. Just going far enough to be over fresh soil. He was out of sight so they couldn’t see what he was doing.

Then they felt it. The chime of distant bells. A glow of prismatic light came from the left side of the door. Electricity could be heard crackling in the air. The strange sounds and light died down before Lincoln came walking back in. “My friends, may I present you to my Homunculi.”

He snapped his fingers. Three Lincoln lookalikes pop out next to him for each to strike different poses that were very reminiscent of a certain trio of super humans from some anime.  The trio were completely naked, but considering the origin of the pose it was rather fitting.

“I’m Cuatro!”
“I’m Cinco!”
“I’m Seis!”

They introduced themselves in turn in a flamboyant fashion. Sean and Cirius could feel that they were almost the same as Lincoln in many aspects beside the obvious difference in overall power level.

Lincoln looked to his friends. “As you know. Having a harem is unrealistic in many ways if one were a mundane person. One of the biggest reasons is that it’s impossible for one person to make all of their partners happy because there is only one of them. For myself, I have to come up with a solution to this problem back home.” He barely gets a hundred feet before one of his other Servants confronts him and begs for his attention.

“So I learned how to make Homunculi. The best investment I’ve ever made in my life.” He clapped his hands. His fellow lookalikes all stand to attention with smiles. “You know what to do gentlemen.” A cheeky smile spread across his face.

“Of course, big brother. Poor thing has been waiting for so long.” Cuatro chimes. The three of them then saunter in unison to the grav-lift.  To which they went up. A few moments later the folks below could begin to hear loud, lewd noises coming from the second floor. For some odd reason they could also distantly hear familiar background music.

Lincoln looked at Sean with the same grin. “See? You have nothing to worry about. I mean...besides not seeing Ialla for hours on end every day but I’m sure she won’t complain about being preoccupied.” He said jokingly of course. Thanks to his attention they could have fun with her anywhere in the house. So Sean will see her plenty, even if she was being railed from both sides.

Lincoln gave a low laugh before his thoughts went to non-lewd matters. Putting his hands in his pockets he looked at his friends. “So what do you want to do today? Anything exciting been happening recently?”

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