Nightshade nodded. "She's fast, but it'll be a few hours. Hey, isn't it almost midnight?" In light of the need to prepare for the battle, Celestia had decided to keep the sun up all through the night.
"I figured as much... Nnngh... But still..." Even with this information, he still found her quite heavy, but tried to push her off of him.
Maya decided to taunt him a little bit. She flopped down atop his back and lightly wrapped her hooves around his neck, like she were receiving a piggyback ride. "Blacky-Senpai, have you noticed me yet?" "I can tell you two different ways to get her off," Asmo said, walking over to watch.
"Ngh..." He decided to play along. "Of course not.~" Suddenly, he turned and noticed Asmo walking by. "I'd believe that..." he responded, slowly turning on his side.
In doing so, he landed on her chest with a mild groan and kept his weight. "Let's see you get out of this..."
Maya put her hooves to his back and lifted him straight up. "Excuse you?" "You might be a little outclassed," Asmo commented.
Silver walked over to watch the sparring. "He certainly is," he agreed. "But if he were to simply roll to either side, he would be on his hooves standing over an opponent lying on her back, at which point a hard stomp to her belly might be enough to knock the wind out of her." ******************************************************************************************************************** Nightshade nodded quietly, face going red. "Yeah. Yep. You... uh... sure will."
"It sure would," Maya agreed. "Oh dude, if only somepony could relay that message to him." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Raven giggled quietly. "Feel that temp rising? Maybe we need to, uhh.... go inside and cool off?~"
Silver shrugged. "It is a shame, indeed. Asmodeus, can I ask a favor of you?" ************************************************************************ Nightshade nodded, grinning slightly. "Sure, I'd love to get some ice cream."
Asmo nodded. "Sure thing, Silverbat. Whaddya need?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Shall we then?" Raven started back towards the bar, flicking Nightshade's nose with her tail as she walked.
"A company of almost two hundred Royal Guard reservists arrived a short time ago. They have never faced anything more strange and frightening than a changeling drone. You are, by far, the strangest and most frightening thing here. If you would, I ask that you assist with their training drills. Give them a taste of what is to come." ***************************************************************************************** As they entered the bar, Nightshade called out to Windsor. "Hey, little buddy! Two spoons, and a cartoon of something with chocolate."
"Aye, aye!" Asmo gave a salute, disguising himself as Silver. "Which way, captain?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "And, uh. Have it delivered up to our room," Raven added, beginning to lead Nightshade upstairs.
"West edge of the camp. Blackout is with them." ************************************************ "We still have twelve minutes before you're officially eighteen, my dear. But yeah, deliver it upstairs."
"On it." Asmo made his way to that end of the camp, doing his best do walk and act like Silver. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Well, that means twelve minutes of ice cream and chill, babe."
"Yes, my love, it does." Nightshade grabbed a spoon from the sentient barstool and opened the carton, then sat on the bed. ********************************************************************** "Why are you walking like you're planning on killing everypony?" Blackout asked when Asmo arrived.
