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Grey Chronicles
Twenty Two
“Holy fuck.” Iain heard the breathed curse and fought not to grin as the Megami-sama turned bright red and glanced around guiltily. Her name was Carmen and she was one of Lucifer’s magic using specialists. Lucy had requested that Carmen be allowed to observe Dominique opening the gate to One. Rather than separate her from the rest of the Sisterhood on the Comito, Theodora had set up a regular com link between the Comito and the Theodora. Thus, Lucifer, Eve and Carmen stood on the bridge of the Theodora as holograms beside him, Dominique, Ninhursag and Canaan.
At first Iain wasn’t sure how he felt about Eve requesting to stay on the Comito as the clan’s liaison but he quickly chided himself for his jealousy. Lucifer trusted Eve more than anyone else in his family and putting a representative from the inner clan on the Comito was an assurance that they wouldn’t get far from Earth and then suddenly decompress the transport or something equally heinous. In fact, Iain had arranged for Ninhursag to make the suggestion supporting a liaison from the clan joining the Comito’s personnel to forestall Lucifer from having to make it from a position of weakness. Eve was the obvious best choice for the role.
He’d already learned that Lucifer did suffer from one mortal sin attributed to Satan, that being pride. It stung her that Iain had total control over their move and he had no desire or reason to grind that in any further than she already felt he had.
And that was especially true if she was joining his harem.
Iain wasn’t necessarily happy about that idea and made a mental note to try to make Lucifer part of the outer harem to mitigate the potential fallout from her joining. He figured he could justify it by emphasizing the fact that most of Lucifer’s time would be taken up with the Sisterhood and not with the day to day activities at the ranch or with the family. It would mean that he wouldn’t be expected to spend as much time with her as he would with his real family, something he was all for. If they grew closer, he could always promote her into the inner harem.
If.
Carmen’s eyes were almost as big as the dimensional portal opening up on the bottom half of the holographic display. The upper half showed a plot of the area around the Theodora. The Comito and the portal were displayed as points of different colors. “I can’t even begin to think how you imagined doing this. What was your inspiration?”
Dominique gave her a smug smile. “It came from Theodora. Iain provided some impetus for a few major modifications.” The look she shot him was mostly friendly. “I still haven’t had the time to reward him appropriately.”
“What did I do?”
“You had some good suggestions.” This time the glance was full of the hungers she felt after doing a lot of magic and Iain felt his body harden in response. You pointed out the temporal aspects to gate travel. We will arrive an hour after we left. “I incorporated them and so you get some of the credit.”
Iain was watching Carmen. “Can you do what Dominique just did?”
She shook her head. “I can’t even begin to understand the spell she cast without extensive instruction.” She gave Dominique a hopeful look. “I could make it worth your while.”
“I doubt that,” the Archmage said dismissively. “Besides, what use would you have for opening gates this big?”
“Knowing how to open dimensional gates could be very useful if another Celestial Alliance decides to do what they did on our world. Besides, knowledge is a reward in and of itself.”
Dominique looked thoughtful for a second before nodding reluctantly. “You’re right. You offer something equivalent and we’ll talk.” She carefully didn’t smile at the look of frustration that suddenly etched itself across Carmen’s face. “Theodora, the portal is stable.”
The Theodora twitched as two of her coil gun launchers each spat a single multi ton missile to race for the portal. “I am launching drones.” Against the darkness of space they were invisible and she put dots on the plot display to designate them with colored cyan shading to indicate velocity and direction. The first accelerated harder than the second and shot through the portal several seconds before the lagging drone.
As the following drone vanished across dimensions a timer appeared in the display, counting up from zero. “The second drone should return in forty two seconds if it experiences no problems.” At forty one point eight seconds the drone reappeared on the display. “I am recovering the drone’s telemetry.” On the plot the drone’s dot accelerated for the Theodora where it would be recovered and disassembled back into its component molecules. “When we crossed over to this universe, before passing through the portal I dropped two drones preprogrammed with ten years of a nonrepeating predetermined code that is a billion numbers long and changes every millisecond. The odds of any other Theodora picking the exact same code in any of the neighboring universes is” she grinned suddenly, “without boring you with the actual number, I’ll just say the chance is exceedingly remote. According to data retrieved from the units I left behind, this is the universe that we came here from,” Theodora announced crisply. “Sir, I request permission to proceed.”
Lucifer was frowning. “Other Theodoras?”
“There are an infinity of universes,” Dominique said irritably, “and the ones closest to us have almost identical analogs to everyone you know in them. In the universe next to us another Theodora is taking two other ships loaded with almost identical people through another portal to yet a another universe close to the one we call One. The fact that there’s another Lucifer and Danielle in the one we’re going home to should have clued you in about the nature of the multiverse.” She winked at Iain as Lucifer reddened slightly. Due to your tutelage I can sound like an expert when I’m not really, at least not yet.
He ignored her. “Theodora, you have permission.” He turned to the holograms of his guests. “Ladies, we’re going to break communication when we cross the portal so I’ll go ahead and end this until we’re on the other side. Lucifer, your people shouldn’t experience anything untoward as we change universes, but just in case Eve will show you how to use the ship wide address system to keep your people appraised of what’s happening. Once we’re close enough to Earth we’ll talk again.”
Theodora interrupted. “That will be in a couple of hours, Lucifer.”
Lucifer eyed her briefly before returning her attention to Iain. “Thank you, Iain. I’ll be waiting to hear from you.” She and Carmen vanished as Theodora ended their transmissions.
Eve smiled at Iain before he could speak. “I’m using my twee right now so she’s not aware that I stayed a little longer. Don’t worry; I’ll keep her too busy to worry about how little she can actually do right now to influence things.”
“Thanks. I love you.”
Her eyes warmed. “And I love you too, Iain.” She vanished.
Iain pushed out of his chair. “If any of you lovely ladies needs something, I’m going to be in the tactical simulator.”
Theodora watched Canaan follow him off of the bridge and grinned evilly when the door shut behind her. “He’s not aware of it yet but today’s simulation is going to be much more tactical than he was expecting.”
Ninhursag looked surprised. “Oh?”
“He’s going to be flying an armed transport into a firefight. It’s his introduction to space and aerial combat.” She smirked. “I’m testing his combat abilities, but rest assured that I won’t hit him with a Kobayashi Maru scenario as his first taste of spaceship combat.”
The Elfqueen and the Archmage both looked at her blankly. “What is that?”
Theodora blinked and flushed. “I’m sorry; I was referencing something that Iain told me about. It’s a scenario set up to be completely unwinnable so that experiencer can learn about how he or she would face the fact that not every situation can be won. The original scenario has a stranded ship full of people who will die if not rescued soon. It is in such a place that to approach it will almost certainly cause the approaching vessel to be attacked by the region’s inhabitants who have the technology to overwhelm the approaching vessel’s defenses if they attack in large numbers. Now the experiencer has to decide whether to let the people die or attempt a rescue in which his ship may be attacked and destroyed and then the first ship’s personnel will die anyway.”
“That’s sadistic,” Dominique muttered.
“It’s even more so when you learn that the simulation’s computer will not allow a successful rescue. It will throw more and more enemy ships in different ways into the battle until it finds a way to overwhelm the student’s vessel and destroy it.”
“And thus it’s unwinnable,” Ninhursag said slowly. “That sucks. I wonder how Iain would handle it.”
“If he were alone, it is likely that Iain would not approach the ship or attempt a rescue since they are not important to him. If you, as his assorted consciences, are with him the situation becomes much more complicated because several of you would insist that we get involved.”
“Theodora,” Dominique asked curiously, “I know he asks your opinion, so how would you counsel Iain in such a situation?”
“Dominique, sister, you are long lived and with access to Tirsuli technology you will live as long as you want, barring an accident which kills you. Iain is quite possibly immortal because of his growing magical power. I, however, am immortal now and I will live forever unless every component that houses me is destroyed. As a living being I do not wish to die and no ship of organics who are not part of my clan or are not my responsibility are worth my life, Iain’s life or your life. I would counsel Iain to not attempt a rescue. Depending on the situation I might suggest that we destroy the ship so as to offer them a speedy and merciful end.”
“And if he ordered you to try?”
“Ninhursag, I have given my oath to obey my clan leader. Since then I have discovered that Iain has become my friend and even completely accepts me as I am. That is a great thing since with that oath it is entirely within his rights to order to me change aspects of my personality that he does not like and I, being oathbound, would do so. My historical archives show that other clan leaders have and continue to modify their inorganic clan members and it is one of the risks that we inorganics take when we bind ourselves to a clan in repayment for our creation. If he wanted us to try to rescue the people of the Kobayashi Maru, then we would.”
“What if Eve ordered you not to after Iain ordered you to?”
“I obey Eve because I wish to; however, no one can countermand Iain’s instructions to me.” She smiled grimly. “I would suggest you make sure Iain remains sane as my oath makes no allowances for him being anything but completely in his right mind.”
***
(10/13/08 0200 Grey Ranch, Texas League)
The night sky was dark with the promise of rain and the wind brought the scent of moisture to his nose as Iain stepped off of the transport.
Ninhursag sighed and dropped to sit in the dirt. She smiled as she dragged her fingers through the loam. “Home. My home. It speaks to me.”
“Yeah,” Canaan muttered just loudly enough for Iain to hear, “it does. It says, ‘help, help, there’s a huge ass squashing me’.”
Ninhursag looked up suspiciously when Iain snickered. He offered her his hand. “We can rest later. Right now we need to see about getting accommodations ready for Lucifer’s advance guard.” He blinked and chuckled again.
“I heard Canaan’s comment,” Ninhursag used his hand to pull herself upright. “So I understand why you laughed the first time. What made you laugh the second time?”
“The phrase ‘Lucifer’s advance guard’ made me think we should be getting ready for the biblical Armageddon. “
“That’s one book I never got around to reading,” the Elfqueen replied. “We adventuring pokegirls don’t get a lot of time for religion unless we were designed for it.” Iain knew that wasn’t entirely true, but didn’t pursue it as she continued. “Besides, we don’t have to get anything ready. They’re not coming until the morning.”
Iain blinked. “Really? Nobody mentioned this to me.”
Ninhursag nodded. “Eve told me. I wasn’t sure if she’d told you.”
The Splice snorted. “She’s worried that you’re jealous of her spending time with Lucifer.”
Ninhursag cocked her head. “Should she be?”
Iain shrugged. “I dunno. It’s something new, I’ll admit that the truth is that sometimes I don’t take new very well.” He glanced at the sky. “Eve’s a grownup and can make her own choices just like the rest of us do. So what else do we need to do before we try to get some sleep and discover we’ve got desynchronosis?”
“Oooh, big word,” Canaan said with a grin. “But I know it’s just a fancy word for jet lag.”
“I’d point out that we were not on a jet, so it shouldn’t be called jet lag,” Iain shot back, “but as a genius you should have figured that out between opening your mouth and my response to your comments.”
The Splice’s smile vanished into a pout. “Meanie.”
“Yeah, that’s me. Well, Ninhursag?”
His maharani shook her head. “We were only gone a couple of hours so my list of things to check got shredded.”
“Pretend we were gone for three weeks and the only thing you don’t have to worry about is cleaning out the refrigerators. Even if we don’t need to do your list this time, it’s good practice.”
“The house and bedsits need cleared in case ferals or other intruders moved into them, the herds need checked, the property line needs a sweep but that can wait until morning, we need to touch base with our factors in Austin and Port Arthur and Theodora needs to do a survey of the Indigo League’s forces in the area and what might have changed with them.”
Iain nodded. “Let’s do everything except the factor contacts. I talked to both of them the day before we left and they don’t expect another call for at least a week unless there’s an emergency. Let’s not confuse them.” He grinned evilly. “I would suggest that April can use the clearing operation as a chance for some training. That’ll make sure the people detailed for that job don’t take it as a chance to slack off.”
“That’s a good idea and I’ll take care of informing April. What are you going to do?”
“Although I probably know the answer, what do you want me to do?”
Canaan grinned. “Wrap yourself in amber and stay as far from anything dangerous as possible?”
Ninhursag chuckled as well. “I could hope, but I suppose you and Canaan could do a sweep through the crops for signs of feral activity.”
Iain could also listen to his mail. He has a message from Ygerna.
“Where are you going to set up, Theodora,” Ninhursag asked.
I am moving into close proximity to the refueling station I built on the far side of the moon. That’ll put me less than two light seconds away and well within real time communication range. Is there something specific that you require?
A thought struck Iain. “Theodora, please look through your engineering data and see what kind of large construction equipment you could build and send a list to Eve so she and Lucifer can look it over. Go ahead and start manufacturing concrete. We’ll probably need quite a lot of it.”
I will start manufacturing ultra hard concrete as well as concrete mixers and pumpers. Is there a time constraint that I should be aware of?
“Not so far as I know, but you might want to check with Lucifer.”
***
(10/14/08 1230 Grey Ranch, Texas League)
Iain stood motionless as the transport settled to the earth in front of him. It was one of the smaller parasite craft from the Comito and carried a maximum of fifty people. Eve was the first person out and came to stand next to him. While he watched Lucifer and some of her people disembarking, with his perception he could see Eve’s eyes flicking in his direction.
He’d have brought them down earlier, but the rain had finally broken an hour before and Iain had wanted to make sure it wasn’t going to start again soon before he asked Theodora to bring the first of their guests down.
He waited for nearly a minute, drawing out the silence as Lucifer and her people went into a huddle and quiet voices floated in his direction. He thought about asking what was bothering her, but from the discussion with Ninhursag and Canaan last night he was pretty sure he knew what it was and he didn’t want to be petty just to torment Eve. “Just this once I’ll admit that I am a little jealous of your relationship with her, but everyone involved is an adult and I’m not so jealous that I’ll let it influence my relationship with either her or you. I love you and the fact that the two of you love each other doesn’t change or lessen what we have.”
He watched the tension drain out of his wife. She smiled at him. “I am very glad to hear you say that.”
He chuckled and took her hand. “So am I. So, why did you bring that tiny thing instead of one of the big transports?”
“Lucifer decided that accommodations on the Comito were nice enough that everyone could stay there for a time while a survey team figured out where they were going to live and construction crews could start building their new homes.” She frowned slightly. “I said it would be ok and Theodora said she could keep them supported on the ship for three years without any difficulties. I didn’t overstep my authority, did I?”
Iain had one question. “Do you think they’re better off on the ship for now?”
“It beats a tent city and the children love the park and the low gravity gymnasium.”
“Then you made the right decision. All we need right now is having to rescue some teeny bopper Megami who decided that she can just talk the people in Fort Polk into peace with us and found out the hard way that she couldn’t.”
Eve gave him a sidelong look. “The Sisterhood would be more than able to rescue someone like that without needing our help.”
“I know that, but it’s our land and they’re our,” he paused, “guests? Satellite clan? Whatever they are, they’re under our protection.”
“You know, I’m not sure of their status. Do satellite clans have to obey everything you want?”
Iain shrugged. “We’re making this up as we go so I’d say that the answer to that is no, they don’t. And since I am the clan leader, that decision makes my answer the definitive one for our clan.”
“What are the benefits to them being satellite clan?”
“The benefit to us is they should be willing to help us fight our enemies if we call for them. For them it means they can keep using the Comito and our other toys if they want to. I’ll follow the rules of hospitium, but not forever. Other benefits for them include our help if they need it and, someday, contact with our children.”
Eve nodded. “I’ll pass the information along to Lucifer and her council. Do you have any ideas about where they could build?”
“I was thinking they’d start in Hemphill. We could raze the town and let them do what they want there. Theodora has some large scale earthmoving equipment that could remove all evidence of the town in a day or so, and it’s already got a municipal well for water, although we’d drill them some larger ones. Granted it’s not sized for sixty thousand people, but between that, their water pokegirls and magic there shouldn’t be a problem.” He smiled thinly. “I presume that many of Lucifer’s people know how to create food until they can harvest some crops, right? If not, they can probably buy fish from the fishing captains on the coast.”
“We won’t feed them?”
“I’m more than willing to sell them our excess at the going rates, but I am not going to be their free food supply whether they are satellite clan or outlander.”
Eve looked like she wasn’t sure whether she should be outraged or not. “We brought them here.”
He snorted. “Nice try, but Lucifer asked to come here and later amended the request to include a whole bunch of extra people. Nothing was mentioned about us having to support them and I’m not going to. Help them, certainly, but give them stuff just because they insisted on coming here? Nope.”
“Then why are you providing them equipment to raze Hemphill and to help with constructing their new homes?”
“Hemphill is an eyesore. It was slated to go whether the Sisterhood builds there or not. I should also point out that I am not gifting them the property involved. I’ll lease it to them in fifty year increments at a nominal rate.”
“What about the Iain Grey?”
Iain winced. That name always made his teeth hurt. “What about it?”
“Lucifer seems to think you obligated yourself to giving her the Daisy Mae or a suitable equivalent.”
“Fuck.” He sighed. “She may be right and I’m not going to be known as someone who doesn’t do what he says he will. I will provide her with a ship.”
“I’ll let her know. What are you going to be doing in the meantime?”
“I’m supposed to go to training,” Iain said. “After that I’ve got to welcome our last guest.”
***
(10/14/08 1810 Grey Ranch, Texas League)
Iain stood watching an image of the dam that floated as a hologram in front of him and Canaan as Theodora spoke. “The motors controlling the spillway gates have been repaired and are now in operation, although later I want to replace them with something more reliable. Internally, things were not as bad as I expected. There were some small voids and one large one within the structure of the dam itself, but none of them were of a critical size.” Part of the image melted away to show the interior. The voids were shown in red against the black of the dam’s structure. “As you surmised, the largest void was in the path of the seep where the lake had piped through the dam. It wasn’t really in any serious danger of failure, but another thirty or so years and the chance of catastrophic failure would be almost certain.”
“You’ve filled in the cavities?”
“I’m working on the largest first and then I’ll move to the others. Once that’s done I’ll finish the reinforcements to the entire structure and then I think I’ll upgrade the power generation equipment. Tirsuli haven’t used water driven generators for a long time except on primitive worlds, but since not using the water paths would just mean I’d have to keep the spillways open I might as not waste the generation capacity.” The image vanished as she looked towards the sky. “The transport will be in view in a minute.” Her report complete, Theodora flickered out.
Canaan smiled. “I can hardly wait for this.”
“I’m not so sure this is going to be fun,” Iain muttered as he turned his gaze upwards.
“It will be for me.”
He glanced at her and shook his head slightly before returning to watching for the transport. A dot appeared overhead and grew into the ship. At fifty feet it slowed and hovered as the hatch on the nose opened up. Out floated a house which began to descend towards the ground. It looked strangely misshapen and Iain peered closely at it.
Theodora appeared again. “The odd construction on the bottom is due to the fact that the original foundation was not moved with this building and so I made one and molecularly bonded it to the bottom of the house. It’s nearly a meter thick and contains the power supply for the building. Water and sewage recycling is part of the power system but an external water supply will need to be installed.” The building touched down with a crunch. Then it began to slowly turn as the drones on the foundation applied power. It rotated a hundred and eighty degrees, stopped and reversed.
Canaan frowned. “What are you doing?”
“The ground isn’t level,” Theodora replied. “I’m digging the building in to the top of the foundation and leveling it as I do so. The excess dirt on the sides will have to be removed but since a hole was not already prepared I do what I must.” She looked at Iain. “Chambers had gardens around her home and the dirt could be used to prepare beds for them as well as to level the ground around the house.”
“I’ll mention it to Ninhursag.” The house stopped moving and the drones flew back to the transport. “Are they on the transport?”
“No, it’s carrying the house and some construction equipment for the Sisterhood. Chambers and her family will be down in a few minutes.” The hatch closed and the transport headed for the ruins of Hemphill.
A few minutes later the other transport landed. It was a smaller personnel carrier similar to the one Lucifer and her people were using to commute to the ranch from the Comito. The hatch slid open and Donna cautiously emerged. She eyed Iain suspiciously. “Mistress, I believe it is safe.” Undine, Camille and Monica joined her.
Chambers looked around slowly. Her head paused when she saw the home that had just been placed. “That’s my house.” She turned to look at Iain. “You brought my house?”
“It was easier than packing all of your belongings.” He waved an arm to take in their surroundings. “Welcome to Grey Ranch in the Texas League. It’s October the fourteenth in the year 2008, which you’d know as 6 AS.”
The look on Monica’s face brought a smile of glee to Canaan. The Splice laughed. “That’s right, he’s either a fantastic liar or his stories about another universe are all true. I’d tell you which it truly was, but you’re smart for a human and you’ll figure it out.”
“Master Iain, why did you do this,” Camille asked. In the weeks she’d spent on the Theodora she’d regained weight that she’d lost and her color had returned to normal.
Canaan barked another laugh. “You won’t like the answer. Or perhaps you will.” She didn’t give them a chance to respond. “Iain likes all of you. You’re not exactly inside his bubble but he was willing to go to some little effort to spare your lives. So he kidnapped all of you and brought you here so that he can be a father to the child you carry, Camille.”
He glanced at her but she answered before he could ask. Telling Undine that you’re not exactly fond of her because of how she came to us would be counterproductive. Besides, we didn’t have to keep her and she did bring you Raquel, whom you are fond of. And she hasn’t really been that much of a bitch to any of us.
He gave a mental grunt. “Monica, I meant what I said about you being a lot freer now that we’re here and you’ve got several options. You can live here and we’ll provide for you. If you don’t want to do that you can settle elsewhere in Texas. I won’t provide for you then but I’ll make sure you have supplies and such for a decent start wherever you end up.”
“What if I want to go back to Blue?”
Iain had expected the question. “You’re not going back to the universe you came from unless you find another person to take you there. As for the Blue League here, it’s not done being birthed and is in fact still trying to consolidate the United Kingdom and Scotland. They missed a distant member of the royal family in their purges and she and her daughter are waging a spirited resistance from bases in Scotland. And things are about to get even more unsettled there since Haven is beginning to supply equipment to the Royals.”
“Haven?”
Canaan chuckled. “That’s right; you’re not up on the local political situation. Haven would have been part of the Tropic League in your universe and Tropic here does indeed claim Haven, but the place was settled by Shikarou, his family and their affiliated people. Tropic doesn’t have a chance of conquering it since Kerrik is letting Shikarou use his manufacturing station.”
Monica sighed. “Shikarou hates Blue that much? Is this because of what happened to them and to Jamie?”
“Shikarou doesn’t care either way about Blue,” Canaan replied. “However, the two Poppets made arrangements for Poppet Harris to supply the Royals in return for a noble title when things settle down along with some concessions about the freedoms pokegirls will enjoy once the Royals take back what’s theirs.” She flashed a smile. “Sorry, you know that Poppet from your world married the Shikarou from your world. Here, there’s a Poppet and she lives in Blue and is married to Jamie Harris, the one your Jamie was named after.” She moued. “It’s a lot less confusing if we pretend that the Shikarou, Jamie Wolf, Poppet and everyone else are the ones you knew and not get into an extended discussion of where they might be different. Iain assures me that the differences are minor. I don’t normally take anyone’s assurances as gospel, but Eve’s meeting with Kasumi Wolf provides some experimental data that suggests he’s correct.”
“More importantly for you,” Iain interrupted. “The Blue League would love to get its hands on you and your pokegirls. You’d be sequestered in a breeding facility and treated like a pokegirl at a ranch until you go through menopause. Your girls are all combat trained specialists compared to today’s girls and would probably end up on the front lines after Undine and Camille give birth.” He grimaced as a thought struck him.” And that’s only if you can make them understand what a pokewoman is, otherwise they’ll go straight into battle, pregnant and all. After all, they’re unlikely to care if a few kits get aborted in the fighting.”
Undine looked horrified and placed her hands protectively over her womb. “I will not!”
Monica gave him a disgusted look. “You’ve made your point, Iain. There’s no need to torment my harem.”
“I was making sure that everyone understands what some sudden misplaced loyalty on your part to an institution that doesn’t exist here will cost them.” Iain smiled thinly. “And when I add to that if someone came to me when you did decide something that stupid I’d help her restrain you safely until the urge passed, and then maybe I don’t have to worry about you going haring off to England.”
“As long as Camille doesn’t go with us, what do you care?”
Donna eyed Iain warily. “Mistress, I think that perhaps we should just accept the fact that apparently he does care and work with that since it keeps you safest.”
Canaan’s smile vanished. “He does care and Monica is safer here than she would have even been back in Blue.” When the Kung-Ewe gave her a mystified look, she snorted. “Do you really think that the Blue League would let a disgraced former member of the government, who is despised by the current Minister of Defense keep such a child as the one Camille carries? All of us here know that Chambers is completely loyal to Blue, but McHugh will never believe it and he will act as soon as the child is born. In fact, it’s likely that to prevent, ah, complications, you would have all been eliminated soon after Camille gave birth.” Her eyes met Undine’s. “And your offspring would have either been taken or murdered with you.”
Iain clapped his hands together to get everyone’s attention. “You’re not in Blue anymore, so stop concerning yourselves about it. Now, there have been some minor modifications to your house so you’d have electricity and, if you’re willing, I thought we’d go and I could show you what’s changed. You’ll spend tonight in our house because I still have to get the water hooked up but I expect you’ll be able to move back into it tomorrow.”
***
Iain Grey
Living Harem
Ninhursag - Elfqueen & maharani
Eve Grey - Megami Sama
April Grey - Duelist & beta
Dominique - Blessed Archmage
Pandora - Fiendish Archangel
Canaan - G Splice (Hunter Amachamp & Alaka-Wham)
Zareen - Nightmare
Raquel - Fiendish Rapitaur
Sofia - Peekabu
Vanessa - Evangelion
Dead Harem
Eirian - Silver Dragoness
Aurum - Gold Dragoness
Skye - Blue Dragoness
Emerald - Green Dragoness
Beryl - Red Dragoness
Julia - human
Ling - Cheetit
Matilda - White Tigress
Liadan - Twau
Sorrel - Armsmistress
Natalie - Blazicunt
Slutton
Ranch employees
Daphne - Whorizard
Lynn - Growlie
Chuck - Doggirl
Ryan - Ponytaur
Winifred - Rack (German)
Rosemary - Kitten (Uruguayan)
Allison - Umbrea
Silver - Ponytaur
12 Elves
2 Elfqueens - Dionne & Adrianna
Joyce - Milktit
Lara - Milktit
Lake Employees
Heltu - Wet Queen
6 Wet Elves
You can review at Kerrik Wolf’s Review Page.