A large chapter approaches (well it has a few words in it at least) ...
                              Chapter Seven

Ami clung to the corner of the dilapidated building. Her staff on her back
she continued free-climbing.

"Your climb goes well I trust?" called down Hope a few feet higher, lilting
voice trying to not be carried.

"Swimmingly," replied Ami, "just wish we could use the stairs or...
magic... but either would give away our position."

"That's right... and there are still 7 floors left to ascend."

"Seven? So anything on your mind that you want to talk about?"

Hope paused, then resumed climbing, "Nothing particularly. Anything you
wish to talk about?"

"Hmm... no real need to talk about Eldrick's injury... one spell and
poof... And I can't talk about his air race with Cid because... because
well it hasn't happened yet."

"Is he using a craft this time?"

"Oh yes. He'd thought be could fly fast through air manipulation last time
... boy was he wrong," she giggles," This time he's taking a Valkyrie. I
hope he does better than before," more giggling.

"I envy you your happiness, Ami. Here we are free-climbing one of Lossoth's
Mundane warehouses, and you can still find something to make you smile. A
remarkable talent is that."

"I really wouldn't say I'm talented..." and the rest is barely heard as
Hope's mind is assaulted... as usual... by Lossoth.

 <{[
"Oh yes Hope... right there," Ami moans around the object in her mouth.

Eldrick stills his tongue for a second," Yes Hope you are so good to us..."

She heard her own voice now as she paused her tongue and looked back at
Eldrick," That's because you both are so," she gasps in ecstasy, " oh...
so... wonderful to me. Now where was I."
 ]}>

Hope shook her head to clear the false image from her mind. She was used to
such things constantly bombarding her from Lossoth... so used to them in
fact that people never noticed that it was happening to her. She'd just
keep walking... running... climbing... and unless someone looked at her
face... into her eyes... they'd never know.

Sometimes they were disgusting... sometimes her fondest wish. She didn't
give it a second's thought on where to classify this one, and just reached
for another hand hold. And again she was bombarded.

 <{[
She was absolutely conscious of this one... must be an old one...

Out from the faucets came tentacles... of all shapes and sizes... oozing
towards her. She smirked in her mind, and her staff appeared and in 2
motions cleared the entire room for all but one... which looked
so familiar that her heart ached just looking at it...
     <[{
           "Are you sure about this?" Eldrick asked... a bandage around his
          ribcage.
          .o0( Should I let them remember any of this? No... too many
          complications)0o. "I've never been so sure about anything. I want
          both of you on so many levels, that I can think of NOTHING else
          lately."
          And before they could protest she was unclothed and staring into
          his crotch. So long since she'd had one -as in never- that she
          swallowed it wh....
     }]>

Tears streaming from her eyes she brought her staff down on the tentacle.
It was gone... they all were.

"TEMPTATION CAN BE DELICIOUS CAN'T IT, LADY HOPE" cackled Lossoth's voice.

.o0(I will wake from this day-mare now...)0o.
 ]}>

And she did.

"Hope did you hear me?" asked Ami below.

"I'm truly sorry Ami. Too much on my mind. All the people I can't go to
right now... but I am consoled by the fact that after this mission there is
a strong chance He won't be bothering anyone for a while.

"What had you said now, Ami?" Hope finished.

"Just remarking about Eldrick working out for today's race. He had a bad
feeling about today... so he felt he should be in a better shape than pear
today," she sighed. "I just hope he's going to be okay... oh but you should
have seen him. Tearing through the practice dummies," she giggles," Simply
as a joke when he was done he smiled at me and poked the last one in the
butt..."

Another Assault...

 <{[
He held her motionless. She leaned into the practice horse ready.

.o0(Oh yes please now... now I can't wait any... oh yes!)0o. She could
think no longer as he lent speed to his initial thrust... this is what
she'd waited years for... eons... and on his practice room floor she was
getting it. She turned to look at him...

                                     ... and his faced melted!

She leapt away, calling her staff to her. She was ready for combat... and
Lossoth just laughed.

"You'll take ANYONE you can get won't you? Are your sights so LOW that even
that bag of fat is acceptable? Even I'D BE BETTER THAN HIM! The other was
at least tolerable... the fop. But THAT thing?" He guffawed.

"I do not appreciate your mental invasions. Get thee hence!"
 ]}>

And she came out of it. This times she'd stopped moving.

"Hope? Is everything alright? Oh my! You're trembling... and... ouch...
crying too .o0(wish I had a hand free to wipe my eye..)0o." asked Ami
below.

"Yes... something is wrong," Hope replied in a shaky voice... which
suddenly grew in strength, "It is wrong that the Demon Lossoth is still
free to cause mischief on the Mortal Plane! I shall see him captured...
or DESTROYED!"

On that note... a head popped out of the window Hope was right next to.
"Wha da ell's goin' on?" said the head.

Hope in a move that completely told physics to take a powder swung self and
staff around and into the window. Ami scrambled up and in.

"Tell us where thy boss hides the Olynim," Hope commanded of the man
cowering in the corner with a welt on his face muttering about not having
gone to the party all the other guards had gone to.

"It b' two flars down fr'm da roof. I&I don know no more."

"Ami tie him up. I fear I'll hurt him in my mood," And then Hope vanished
to scope the current floor out.

"I&I know I b' da pris'nar an' all dat, but what be bodderin' her?"

While tying, "Wish I knew. That knot will automatically untie when we
leave. Try not to struggle or it will tighten." Ami held her hand out to
the side and her staff was there.

She moved out of the room and onto the floor. Hope appeared, "My mind
detects a move against Eldrick."

"Oh my! In what form?"

"I see multiple females... putting on magical disguises... their minds are
plain... they intend to... *she's fighting another invasion* seduce him..."

MEANWHILE

"So they know my plan... can see my move... I have many plans and many
moves," muses Lossoth on his marble throne.

"Yes master you have many moves... many wonderful moves," says some lithe
girl from his lap.

"Leave me... your time is up."

"But Great Master, I'm not done. I've not been blessed yet," she trembled
cutely.

"Your blessing shall have to wait till later. Bring my orb... I must see
how the other girls are doing... and receive their report."

"No blessing..." under her breath as she runs out, "at least they'll get
damned by that cleric... wish I'd gone with them. No blessings or damnation
for me today. Oh pooh!"

"What are you mumbling?! Get my orb! NOW!"

"Mumbling nothing Great Master. Here... Here is your orb Great Master. Do
you wish to place it on my back while I pick up where I left off?" she
leaned close so he could reach almost any part of her if he wished.

"Tempting but no. We'll pick up later. You there guard!"

"Great Master?" he hit the floor in homage.

"I command you to screw her till one of you bleed."

"Oh hey... I haven't had a mortal in millennia!" she joyously cooed.

"Hush now I'm giving orders."

"Yes Great Master." She materialized an oil and started rubbing it over
herself giddily.

Prostrate on the floor, "But Great Master. I am supposed to guard you and
the Olynim."

"YOU ARE TO DO WHAT I SAY!"

"But..."

"ONE MORE WORD AND I GIVE HER YOUR SOUL! NOW GO FORNICATE!"

"I will do..." the guard starts standing running a hand through his hair.

The demonette lands lightly furling her wings and grabs his arm and pulls
him off and away finishing with what she thought he was about to say,
"...who you say. That's the spirit! Don't mind me as I peel you out of that
deliciously restrictive armor. Gotta get a set for myself. But anyway this
oil is to keep your soul in as we..." she giggles and they've left the
room.

"AH... ALL MY DEMONETTES HAPPY," he looks in the orb as the listen lizard
speaks to him of the scene on his shoulder.

MEANWHILE...

"Oh aren't we a big mortal!"

"Well I work out..." he says nervously as she flies him down the stairwell in her arms.

Hope's staff thunders past the demonette's view. "Wow! That's a big staff!"

Hope, hand outstretched, intones, "Hold demon! What goes on... here?" she
notices he's nude.

"Oh don't mind us... do what you like to Lossoth. We've been commanded to
go F.U.C.K. Such a great Great Master we have, no?" she giggles and pats
his head.

"You mean you're gonna just let us walk on up?!?" a confused Ami asks.
.o0(This is REALLY odd)0o.

"Well the Great Master is very hard to kill or imprison... and if you do
manage to do either... well it's no skin off my nose. He snubbed me... sent
all my sisters off on a mission that will probably fail... leaving me with
no one to have fun with," she pouts a second... he squirms," Oh yeah and
him he gave his soul to the master so if he dies he just becomes a mindless
zombie... which he doesn't even realize he already is... he just shares a
mind with all the other guards that is in a glass case on the next floor.

"I'm a Zombie! NO!" he clings to her crying.

"There there. You can always rush up the stairs and demand to be given back
your post... he gives your soul to me... and you can... earn it off me. I
think you'll have "worked" off the debt in 300 years. How's that sound?"

"Sounds like a way out of a dead end career if you ask me," adds Ami.

Suddenly a projection of Lossoth appears facing the demonette, "Konei? Ah
there you are. What? You AREN'T ENGAGED IN CARNALITY YET!?!"

"Sir, I want nothing to do with her!"

Konei balls, "HE WON'T SCREW ME! WAHHH!"

"HOW DARE YOU MAKE A WOMAN CRY... KONEI! HERE IS HIS SOUL. DO WITH IT
AS YOU WILL!" he disappears.

Hope and Ami quietly, "Hypocrite."

"Where does he get off chastising other people when he does the same
thing?" Konei adds.

"He's an evil tyrant?" adds the so far nameless guard.

Hope nods, "Point taken."

"Not yet but it will be," Konei giggles. Into a cloud of brimstone smoke
Konei steps with the guard... to a large bedroom. The cloud vanishes.

"Come on. To Lossoth we go!"

"That room looked familiar..."

"Ami!"

"Right, on my way."

"Ami... should we transfer over to your house to stop Konei's sisters?"
asks Hope suddenly.

"No. I trust him."

"You do?" She halted mid-turn.

"Yes to ignore their attempts, in which case it wouldn't be his fault if
they still had their way with him, OR to give in instantly and enjoy
himself. As long as when we get back he and I sleep in the same bed it
doesn't matter. I love him that's what matters. He loves me that's what
matters also. If he strapped a woman to a statue in the town square and
S&M'd her on camera provided I got a copy of the film it wouldn't matter
one bit."

She hastened to add, "Not that I'd want him to do that to ME. I'm
personally not into that. Hope what's wrong?"

"I... I'll... tell you later," Hope smiled at her and then calling her
staff back rushed up the stairs with Ami following.

MEANWHILE...

The Following Mental conversation takes place feet from the home of Ami and
Eldrick.

D1:"You all know your lines?"
D2:"We grab him and screw his brains out?"
D4:"First we have to get into the house numbskull."
D2:"I'm your sister you don't get to call me numbskull!"
D3:"Clarify our lines dear sister," she glares at the other two.
D5:"Yes please, beautify my ears with your informative words."
D1:"Haris, you will masquerade as Hope. Charhon you will masquerade as Ami"
D3:"I hope my Hope is convincing."
D4:"I wondered why I was in a fuku... should I tattoo "I love Jason" on my
butt too?"
D2:"I thought his name is Eldrick..."
D5:"He has cast aside his earthly name for the name Eldrick. So much nicer
I think."
D4:"El Dick. Got it."
D3:"Eldrick."
D4:"Right."
D1:"The rest of us... we strip down to our hatching day suits."
D5:"We shall expose our beautiful bodies and he shall believe the wonderful
merde we fling and then we get..."
D2:"To have hours of sex with him!"
D4:*yawning* "Can't wait."
D3:"I wonder if he likes this Hope? I mean we know he'll want you... if you
are convincing..."
D4:"I'll be convincing."
D1:"Hold still you two," she says as she rips up bits of their costumes.
"There now you look like you fought us subdued us and just need to dump us
somewhere while the authorities arrive... and maybe have a change of
clothes."
D2:"I'll ring the bell!"
D4:"You should be competent enough to do that..."
D5: *spritzing their throats with SynthVoice* says a quick, "Good luck!" to
!Ami and !Hope.

AT THE HOUSE...

"Exterior camera shows Ami and Hope are here. Ego mind the floor."

"Yeah Yeah... I'll make sure the computer doesn't try to "uplink" the
toaster."

"Oh really Funny."

"Why thank you Speed Racer... or do you want me to call you Rick Hunter?"

Muttering Eldrick heads to the elevator... punches into HomeCentral that
Ami's car needs to be moved from garage 2 so that the "girls" who are in
Ami's custody have someplace to "stay" for a while. He pats himself on the
back for anticipating the situation. What were those girls anyway?
Gargoyles? Demons? .o0(I hope they aren't really that nude... must be a
faulty lens.)0o.

"Must be demonettes... being that they are female and all," looking into
the monitor he looks the group over, "Ami certainly is happy to have caught
these... girls. Stance defiant so they know who is the boss. And Hope...
she looks as... miserable as her voice has sounded. Weight of the world
must be quite a strain. Something is on her mind also," he gulps, "I hope
she didn't notice that I saw her blushing the other day... maybe she told
Ami... and that's the defiant look... I hope she... isn't... going to leave
me... no... she won't... I hope."

The wall beeps. "Ah ground level... what the intrusion alarm is STILL going
in the guest bedroom? Gotta fix that circuit I suppose."

He answers the door. "Eldrick. We need to store these vicious criminals
till..." starts !Ami who just stares...

"... the authorities arrive? Federated Investigation Board will be a few
hours as usual. Garage 2 is prepped and ready. Hello? Ami? Hope?"

They snap out of it. "Thank thee for thy help again Eldrick. Sorry if there
is any inconvenience." says !Hope.

"Don't say such things Hope. You're always welcome. Easy enough to move the
car," he smiles notes the look on !Ami's face, "You are welcome to use the
Guest room if you need it Hope. .o0(Don't get her riled she looks upset
that I'm saying all this... fight must have been difficult has her out of
sorts... and upset.)0o. I'll get some blankets for our guests... can't have
them parading around in their all together like that."

!Ami letting her ardor color her speech (too bad it makes her sound
angry),"Nothing I see wrong. You see something wrong?"

"I just don't want to upset you if and when my eyes stray from your perfect
form," he blushes and coughs.

"You say the sweetest things..." seemingly astounded by her own words.

Pretty Demon quips, "I think I'm far fairer but then I doubt your tastes
are refined enough to notice," she flips a wing-tip in a pouty way.

In a very noncommittal voice, Eldrick says, "You may well all be ravishing 
for demons, but my Ami is enough for me."

D4:"I could REALLY grow to like this guy."
D2:"Thought you didn't want him. I was gonna take your share of the fun."
D1:"Knock it off. Phase 2 initiating."
D5:"Phase 2... the sex?"
D1:"No that's Phase 3."
D5:"Oh yes... wearing down his resolve... phase 2... Sorry was admiring my
reflection in his... armor?"
D2:"That is a Valkyrie Flight Suit. Hardened Version. He must be expecting
combat."
D4:"Whatever... he's mine first I'll wager so stop wondering what he looks
like under all that armor."
D3:"Possessive aren't we. As you wish... take him first. I'll lead our
sisters downstairs."

"You'll lead them down stairs Hope? That's great. But I think we should all
go."

He walks to the stairs and begins descending.

D3:"Oops... I spoke aloud..."
D4:"He seems to have barely noticed. Must be the fact he hasn't turned on
the ac in that suit of his. He's sweating all over the place in there."
DX: *sigh*

"You 2 must be tired... and did they sigh also?" vanity leads him to pause
and check to see if they are ogling him. .o0(Oh my god... my sweat and the
fact that this thing makes me look thin are working on them. But I'm not
that good looking. Demonettes must get turned on really fast. Yeah that's
all.)0o.

Reaching the garage door he pushes the open button. A workbot passes
blankets out to the prisoners. "All right in you go."

Lead Demon crying, "Oh please release us... let us go. We didn't know it
was wrong to screw in public."

"In Public?!?" he gulps.

Young Demon also crying, "Just getting a little action in the park. He
wasn't using his soul for anything but crime."

"His soul?!!" he backs into Hope.

Pretty Demon adds, "Could a body this lithe be used for anything but sex I
ask you. Honestly now."

"Ami...?"

!Ami replies, "You can answer I don't mind. Be as honest as you like. They
probably won't see anything beside a jailerbot for the next 10000 years."

!Hope adds, "If you are embarrassed I won't listen."

"I um... ah... well I wouldn't know..." he stammers as they plead at him.

MEANWHILE

Lossoth fumes, "She can't mean it will mean nothing to her... HE IS
EVERYTHING TO HER! SHE SHOULD DESCEND INTO DESPAIR IF HE DECIDES TO SCREW
AROUND! *screaming into his point to point microphone* Get out of there the
jig is up!"

"Greetings Lossoth, you are right the jig IS up," intones Ami staff at the
ready.

"Prepare for annihilation Creature of Darkness! Thy end is upon you!"
shouts Hope, a spell shimmering into existence around her, ready to cast.

MEANWHILE...

"What was that your watch said Ami?"

"Oh this? It's the radio I had added to it. Will Smith," switching it off.

"Ah."

"Well? I've worked for centuries to get my body this attractive. I'd like
an answer. Am I one of the most ravishing creatures you've ever laid ...
eyes on? I can hold on to your compliment for an anodyne during my
incarceration." The Pretty Demon arranges her blanket making sure to expose
herself to him.

"You are... very attractive. It is regrettable you are a criminal."

"How is it regrettable?" asks the Young Demon, "You mean if Ami let you and
my sister wasn't a criminal you'd be... be screwing her brains out?! How
about me you like the young look? Hmm?! I haven't in 400 years."

"!!! Um I didn't say that. Ami a little help here!"

"What... they're already tied up. Should I hold them down for you too?"
!Ami says holding up her hands and giggling.

"Oh my such talk... I might just watch to see if anything happens," adds
!Hope.

"Oh you aren't helping."

IN LOSSOTH'S THRONE ROOM...

The throne is ruined by the misfire from Lossoth, "Oh my throne!" Hope
snares the Olynim with the tip of her staff from his hands. Lossoth mouths,
"Oh Shit."

"Ami now!" Hope thrusts her spear in Ami's direction. Ami thrust her staff
at the Olynim. Lossoth rushes forward and hits it attempting to pull it
free...

"Bad career move," Ami says wincing even as she does her part.

Lossoth attempts to reabsorb the Olynim to get it away from them and right
as he does their staves shrink in on him... Light and Darkness... absorbed
by him... war within his body... finally the reaction is too much and in a
shower of shimmering motes Lossoth is gone.

"That's it?" asks Ami calling up a new staff and looking around for danger.

"That's it for about a year... then he gets a new chance to cross the
dimensions. Right now he couldn't even be brought across. You could say his
passport is expired."

"That do anything to your schedule?" asks Ami right before a large mirror
like circular portal appears.

Voice and face appear in the portal. "Very good work Hope. Now... before
you fall over I'd like you to know you have the next time period off... oh
what is that time period called... I'm no good with this Time thing Mortals
use," ticking things off on unseen fingers, "Let's see seconds, minutes,
hours, days, weeks, months, years, decades, centuries, millennia, eons.
Right so that makes your accumulated time off going by the Earth standard
of 2 weeks a year minus the time you have taken off over the years... I'm
no good at Mortal Mathematics either *mutters some more numbers and sighs*
so just take 6 months off. 6 Months is half a year... yes that works out
fine. 6 Months off and 6 months preparing for Lossoth's return. Hope...
Hope?!?"

                          Hope had passed out.

"Deputy Ami, I assume you'll remember and fill her in?"

"Yes, Inquisitor Darhm. I shall inform her when she wakes up," she says
saluting.

"Oh and see she gets some real clothing. Can't always wear her armor. It
pops off when she loses consciousness. Poor thing doesn't even know."

"Inq. Darhm?" looks away from the suddenly naked Hope.

"Yes?"

"What happens while she's vacationing?"

"Oh the M.I.R.R.O.R system kicks in. We just got the last bug out. It works
flawlessly. She may come back to find her job has zero backlog."

"MIRROR?"

"Mortal ItineRaRied Organic Robot. She wouldn't take one as a deputy
because they were still buggy."

"And now they are successful?"

"Yes. She has worked alone for the last... 30 thousand years all over the
universe. All alone. Now that she's Terran only -due to your species
propensity to reproduce itself... and get into danger- she's actually had
an increasing workload. 20k years ago we offered her a M.I.R.R.O.R. She
refused. We've had 20k years to iron all the bugs out. A M.I.R.R.O.R.
should be fine during her break."

"Well if you need someone in a pinch... I'm available. I'd better get her
back."

"I'll make a portal. Where you wanna go?"

"As close to Eldrick as possible."

"Um... Okay. Be advised he's still dealing with the impostors."

"Anything juicy happening?"

"I'm not looking Deputy!"

"Drat... just asking so I should know if I should knock first."

"You must really love him."

"Yes, he's mine I'm his... nothing else matters. Fighting evil is a perk,"
she giggles.

".o0(Oh no... she's after my job...)0o. Well I'll let you know if you are
needed. Remarkable the love you share. Have no capacity for love personally."

.o0(Sad that. hehehehe)0o.

She steps through the portal, and into the Basement near Garage 2.

"Could you please stop rubbing against my flight suit?" Eldrick demanded
arms clutched onto each other... probably to control himself.

"But if I don't you won't be aroused enough to do something foolish like
have sex with me... or release me... not that I'm so sure I want to be
released anymore," cooed Young Demon still rubbing... against the groin
of his flight suit.

"Naughty demonettes... first trying to make believe that you are me and
Hope... Here Eld dear hold Hope for a minute..."

"Oh heck she's nude! I'm in no mental state to hold a nude female!"

All the demonettes sighed to themselves.

"Not so fast girls. I want apologies... Now!" she was combat ready again.

DX: "We're dead..."

"But we... were just under orders and we really haven't done anything yet.
I'll even take off my disguise," poof and it's gone just like !Ami said,
"See gone."

Ami simply moved the staff to aim at the false Hope... who didn't even
notice, "Damn the report was all wrong! The measurements are all off!
Slightly larger breasts... smaller waist... smaller hips... a bit taller...
hair's wrong too!" she fumed looking here and there on Hope. She paused and
smiled, "Well at least they got the part that counts right," she reached
under her own fuku -Eldrick went apoplectic- and nodded, "Yep, they got
THAT right," she gazed at Eldrick leaning closer to him.

"Ahem... apology... waiting... staff pointed at you... ahem," coughed Ami.

"Oh yes... Deputy Ami for myself and my sisters I apologize. Those were
orders we should not have obeyed... nor should we have even listened. I
trust you would not be back if Lossoth was still on the Mortal Plane?
Congratulations. May victory always shine on you in battle," she bowed and
the costume vanished - Eldrick averted his eyes at the speed of light.

Young demon, "I'm sorry too..."

Lead Demon, "Likewise."

Pretty Demon, "I don't know about them but I'm sorry for all 3 things."

"3?" asked Eldrick.

"Of course... the deceit which was painfully obvious that had we not been
without apparel it probably would have failed. 2 The attempt which... sadly
seems to have failed... to seduce the man of your life. And 3 *the bonds
dissolved* for not already having him in the sack," she fondly caressed the
seat of his flight suit - he almost dropped Hope (a few of the sisters were
outright jealous of her having done that).

"Apologies accepted. I'll see to the guest room being outfit for your
needs, until a safe dimension can be found for you far from having to work
for Flaming Lard Bottom for room and board. Eldrick could you carry Hope up
to our bedroom. She fainted from shock at being given 6 whole months off
from work. That should take 30 minutes to wear off. Then that'll leave you
an hour to prep the Valkyrie for your race with Cid Highwind. Which you
allotted 2 hours for in your schedule. Then you'll come back have something
to eat and then have to defend yourself from these vixens again," she
paused for air.

"Maybe you should change your name to Tenchi Masaki or Ranma Saotome," she
finished, giggling.

"But I only want you... you I understand... I don't know why all these
girls are after me. I'm not that much to look at..."

"Any more talk like that and I'll shove your face into Hope's crotch...
that ought to wake both of you up. You think these girls went on about you
in the last half hour you've known them... you should hear Hope. She must
have an awfully large crush on you. You made her forget about being in love
with Inquisitor Darhm."

!Ami asks then, "Do you have any idea why we are so fixated on him?" she
then adds, "He is just a mortal and all but by the powers of Heaven and
Hell and the Federated Investigation Board I want him like a wino wants a
beer."

"Probably that he's a mortal, and he's within groping range, and that he's
been wearing that suit all day when I told him not too and sweating like a
gladiator. The air filtration system is gonna stink of his pheromones for a
week. Ought to get pretty interesting around here. Harvey? Order extra
video tape for the surveillance system. Can't miss a minute." In the
distance the workbot bleeps and scuttles off.

!Hope murmurs, "Someone here is a voyeur..."

"Yep, and proud. Now Eldrick let's get her to our room and these ladies
ensconced... unless you can't take it anymore and you have to have one -or
more- of them now?" she smirked.

Eldrick leapt towards the stairs, and was around the corner and on them
before one of the demonettes could lay a finger on him. Much swearing in
the demon tongue was heard soon after.

"Eldrick give them a verbal tour as we ascend the stairs... it'll keep your
mind off of them."

"Yes ... Ahem. Basement... Garage 1 and 2 and Hangars A and B. It also
houses the reactor and the garbage system. Devices here control the lack of
physics in some parts of the house... ... First Floor... living room with
ultra large screen TV -Extremely High Definition- couches yada yada the
kitchen... front door... library... ... Second Floor... Practice area for
weapon combat with practice dummies... a working forge... a combat
simulator that is the latest in HVR... Third floor... "arcade" laundry
skating rink class flooring around the outer wall of the room... Fourth
Floor... living quarters... pool... deck... computer room... guest room and
Ami and my... and I guess Hope's room until she recovers from the shock of
being on vacation.

"Oh be warned my Ego is so sure of itself it fractured off one day and has
a life of it's own... punctuated usually by insults in my direction. Any
questions?"

"How long is the longest you've ever had sex?"
"Is it big average or tiny... and can I call it anything name wise."
"What kinda games you have in the arcade... and are any sexual requiring 2
or more people?"
"Does the bathroom have a vanity and does the mirror make things larger
than they appear."
"Wanna screw in the pool?"

"I meant about the house... hello?"

"Those were questions about the house, Eldrick honey. They just also
involved you. Ah here is the guest room."

"Hear is right... someone is screwing in there," Young Demon noticed. "And
it smells like Konei."

Eldrick mouthed ,"Konei?" Ami answered, "Later." Eldrick nodded, and kneed
the door open after knocking.

"Who... yes... Is... Yes... it... YES!" Konei turned to look towards the
gathering," Hi ... everybody... don't mind us... ohhh..."

"Forgive me Sir for not ... saluting... but my hands are full. I fully
acknowledge your ranks and am saddened that I can't salute Commander,"
shouts the nameless ex-guard.

"Not a commander really. Just armor I picked out of a catalogue and
randomly entered some gibberish when it asked for a security code. I have
no Rank in the Macross Sector."

"What's the name rank and serial number you put into the database to buy
that then? *to Konei* Could we pick up later?" he asked.

"Sure here's a towel to wear," as she puts one on her self.

"*to Ami* You fashion mogul. *to Ex-Guard* J. Long 4618791 and I left the
rank field blank," replied Eldrick holding the feigning sleep Hope.

"The J Long... Jason F. Long?! Holder of the patent on the formula for Fuel
8791, and the MultiSystem? Lest I forget the 8791 chipset that powers the
modern simulator!" he saluted. "You were awarded commander status when the
chip proved it's usefulness for teaching pilot accuracy. And your
MultiSystem is on every troop carrying vessel. Sometimes more than 10 per
ship."

"Ludicrous! I sold the patent to Comdyne 2 years ago."

Ego enters... he could probably smell Eldrick getting complimented...
"Actually Eldrick you need to try reading your email. The Electronic check
bounced... but with you holding the patent Comdyne had to quickly powwow
with their lawyers -a patent purchase check bouncing is on par with Treason
since Chrictow BS'd Cold Fusion 10 years ago, nearly causing the collapse
of the free world in the Macross sector- and came up with a writ that you
told them they could produce things you patented -also in your email. The
writ held up in court because of the fact that since you didn't shoot it
down when the email arrived it passed by quiet agreement act number 4.

You bank account has since become a black hole for the currency of the
known dimensional steps... and it seems the known dimensional steps could
care less how many times over you are a trillionaire."

"THIS IS ALL SO CONFUSING! 6 million new people show up needing housing...
I'm told I still hold patents for harebrained ideas I was trying to sell
for a quick buck.... and now I find out the known dimensional steps
consider me a household name... and some guy who used to be in the Macross
sector wants to call me Commander...?

"WHY IS NOTHING EVER SIMPLE!!"

"Please stop shouting... I'm trying to fake like I'm asleep here. OOPS."

"Shall I put you down Hope?" Eldrick said latching onto someone that wasn't
confusing him -yet.

"No... and I'm not putting on my clothes until I get a kiss from you," she
blushed and failed at trying to retrieve that standard Hope calm.

"Is there no stability that I can latch onto while my life goes into a spin
cycle?"

"No fat-head. Your lard-assed pathetic existence is too amusing to me and
the Powers That Be for you to find any rudder save the one in your pants to
hang onto. I'm going back to posting as you in Alt.hentai.Sailor-Moon.
Stability he says! Hahahahahaha loser Hahahahahaha!" Ego is soon in the
computer room.

"Well that's to be expected... insults from Ego."

Pretty Demon undulates, "If I ask to hold onto that rudder of yours that'll
make things pretty... "stable" "

"That suit is pretty well sealed Sis. Remember when I tried to lick through
it?" Young Demon stares wistfully downward.

"Ami let's put Hope to bed and then I'm going to prep the Valkyrie for the
race. And unless Ryo-ohki shows up hunting for carrots... I'm not here!"
With every wave of his hand carrots appear.

"Hey can we...?" starts Lead Demon.

"The Carrots are out of sight out of mind. I'm not even considering what
you might have been saying next."

"Eldrick! Naughty! They are eating them. They weren't thinking about...
that. *I* should put Hope to bed and then prep the Valkyrie and toss you to
those hungry Foxes in the other room," said as Ami closes the door blocking
out carrot recipe swappage.

Eldrick blushing lays Hope down on the bed. She refuses to be covered up
though. "Sleep well Hope," he figures now he can get away with it without
getting latched onto if he kisses her... yeah right.

Finally Hope lets him pull further away, "So that's a kiss... Ami why
didn't you tell me?" she releases the blushing hormonal Eldrick who is
barely in control of himself now.

"Well they are pretty much 'You had to be there' kind of things. Much like
sex. Right Eldrick?" she grins purposefully taunting him when she knows he
can't take it.

"Going... to prep... Valkyrie... talk... sex... later..." he trembles out
the door as Ami applies a soothing ointment to a developing bruise on her
thigh.

"Is he always so..." Hope grasps for words in her exhaustion.

"Horny? Self-repressed? Lustful? *grinning* Controlled? Usually we just
screw it out of each other wherever we are in the house and it's over with.
Then there's the Demonette pheromones in the air... his in the air making
them produce more... and him being the only being in the house who can't
take the exponential increase in his ardor."

"I suspect the Micronized Zentradi in the other room is alleviating that?"

"Sadly no...while he is mortal and that has a strong appeal in it's own
right... he's... pheromone less... and unaffected also... so he's little
more than a flesh... carrot *giggling* to those women in there."

"Oh what am I going to do around here to help out to pay for my stay?"

"You know F.I.B rules on vacations... no activity that can be construed as
work that isn't on the acceptable activities roster."

"I know... so I can entertain myself, have sex with people, take walks, go
on a pleasure cruise that has a minimum of a 3 to 1 crew to guest ratio,
recreationally fly, did I mention have sex with people?" she laughs weakly.

"Get some sleep. I gotta write up a menial task list or those girls will
try to bed my Eldrick 24-7. And he's fragile," she giggles and leaves the
room.&&

.o0(I can have sex with people... maybe I should grab the Zentradi for
practice... or one of the girls... By the Saints Hope... you'll screw
anything. Of course I don't know if Eldrick is interested... horny yes...
horny enough... probably... but truly interested? How could Ami watch me
kiss him... she must really enjoy when he's happy... so much so she can
ignore anything as long as he's happy. I hope Eldrick wants me when he gets
back... maybe he'll take me in the Practice Area... he'll stab my practice
area in the practice area... hehehehe. No Hope we are not going to
masturbate in someone else's bed... we are not... oohhhhh too late...)0o.

MEANWHILE...

Eldrick has regained his self control in the hanger. He checked and
rechecked every system in the Valkyrie took it outside and ran it through
all the transformations. He even squeezed off a few rounds in the cannon.

Finally he was satisfied... with 30 minutes till the Race. The Highwind was
gonna suck his jet-wash today.

"Cid is going down!"

"On who?" giggled Ami behind him.

Eldrick gives her the raspberry... only to see she's not alone. The whole
... fleet of people was there save Hope who was probably still exhausted.
Eldrick noticed relieved that all the demonettes... save one were dressed.

.o0(What would an anime guy do in a situation like this? Probably screw
them all. Sick bastards that they are... not that I'm much better for
thinking about it. Tenchi would somehow manage to keep them off him...
Ranma... Ranma is just lucky he hasn't had the hell screwed out of him
yet... Hope I'm as lucky as either of them.)0o.

"Something up?" he asked guardedly.

"Can't tell you are in that flight suit still."

"I shall ignore that for my own sanity," Pretty Demon giggled at his
reply to her. Eldrick shook his head .o0(I thought I was crazy and horny...)0o.

"I'm showing the girls around the place. Bad News. Lossoth has his
meat-hooks in ever nearby dimension. Konei nearly got... devoured by some
predatory beast that Lossoth let loose on her. Since that means they are
stuck here till Lossoth tries to come here again -maybe we can manage to
destroy him next time- I've decided to set them up to tasks that utilize
each of their specific abilities and skills. Astrala [Young Demon -Zin] can
help with mechanical things like keeping the Valkyrie and the LAM
running... as well as help Ardice [Lead Demon -Zin Again] with things like
the cars -not that I drive mine much anyway. Gerard Clasto [The Ex-Guard...
sad name huh? -Zin] can help you discovers the minute details that make a
Valkyrie a Valkyrie and a Phoenix Hawk LAM a Phoenix Hawk LAM. He's also
Assistant Head of Security under Konei who is head of security. Konei also
does extermination work. She found where the roaches we've seen around are
coming in."

"Do you use chemicals or just stomp them?" Eldrick asked as if this was a
job interview.

"Honey... you don't want to know," Ami said emphatically clutching her
stomach. "Anyway, Haris [!Ami (getting sick of me yet?) -Zin] is to help
you maintain the computer database, and system maintenance. Marjherie de la
Croix -call her Margo [Pretty Demon -The under appreciated Zin] is your
fitness trainer and does the laundry."

"Who would think that an nose and eye for beauty could help with laundry? I
ask you," she chuckles making sure she jiggles.

"Charhon, she who was masquerading as Hope, and is one of the politest
people I've ever met, [Oh yeah the name is pronounced Saron -Zin He Who
found a way into this line] she is going to do the landscaping, and the
shopping. Hope is not allowed to do more than tie her shoes according to
Federated Investigation Board. Sex IS on her allowed regimen, and she's so
fixated on you that you'd better see to that. Or I'll tie you down and send
her in."

"You'll let me... with someone else?" Eldrick was shocked.

"You'd let me as long as I came back to you wouldn't you?" Ami asked
masking her apprehension that Hope might spend the six months just as
frustrated as when she was on the job. .o0(Hate to have Headquarters ORDER
him to take her... FIB has a lot of power... they would... *shiver* So he'd
better just agree.)0o.

"Of course I'd let you if you wanted to... but it's hard to think I'm
allowed too."

"As long as you don't run off into the stars with Hope I don't mind. Just
remember I'm yours and you are mine and there should be no problems," she
stopped waggling her finger, and giggled, "Be interesting to have someone
else moaning around here for a change," she winked.

"It's gonna take these girls some time to get used to the concentration of
male pheromones in the building. And yes you can have anyone of them
whenever you like... provided I or Hope don't ask first."

"Other news. Gerard's soul belongs to Konei and he has to screw the debt
out of her to get it back. Their relationship is based SOLELY on sex so
don't be shocked if she asks for time on the man unit - Her words not
mine," she giggles, and Konei whistles innocently," The only thing entering
your schedule my love is 10am-12pm daily you head to the Practice floor for
exercise. She is to inform you what you are to wear the night before. She
is skilled in several martial arts styles, various weapons, and the entire
Kama Sutra should she decide to work other muscles in your body... which
she has my permission to request of you at that time, unless Hope asks, or
I do myself."

"Any questions?" Ami held the clipboard behind her.

"I can't think of any... really. This is... so much to think about. I don't
have quotas or anything?"

"An hour per girl per month. 2 with Hope. You can even request of them,
though I'll feel bad if it's when I asked for you. And you can't request
them if Hope needs you at a given time. Any more questions? OOPS... times
running short before take off... you need to eat. I'll make you something
nice and fast. [Which I don't think will be one of the demonettes -Zin]
[I'll shut up now -Zin, staring down the barrel of a 12 gauge]

After a nice set of microwave burritos -which Eldrick got no end of
harassment about- Eldrick is doing a final walk around the Valkyrie. He
wondered again what set an LAM apart from a Valkyrie apart from a Veritech
Fighter. He just didn't know... but today he was gonna knock the socks off
of one of the pinnacles of Final Fantasy Sector Technology. Midgar to Wutai
to Cosmo Canyon to Northern Crater and back to Midgar. One lap only. Judged
by time alone. No style points to push one above the other... no speed
limit.

"Just one man one craft each. He's toast. Let's get this over with...
hehehehe." Up the ladder and into the cockpit, once there he strapped
himself in and powered over to the catapult. "Wish I'd thought I'd need a
true runway when I had this place built. Wish I didn't have all those women
outside ready to cheer on my blast off. Happiness is so complicated." He
hit the afterburner and smiled as it hummed up to speed. He cycled the
nozzles... turning up the thrust. The lights slowly lit up and... "Go
Thyra! Go!"

He was pushed into his seat by the takeoff force. The suit filled to
compensate. He wondered if Cid would make him re-fly the course figuring he
had cheated somehow. There were 3 hours allotted.

                 He crossed into AGFF airspace...

He got his clearance to continue, and proceeded through the barrier into
Final Fantasy airspace. He changed the thrust intermix to pollution-less
 -he only had 4 hours of that stuff in plane form less in Gerwalk and much
less in Battleoid mode. But it was better than standard fuel... and such a
pain to have installed the second system that he'd damn well use it just as
much as normal. Not like he needed to head into space anyway... or couldn't
switch back if he had to.

"Ah flight... wonderful up here watching the land peel away beneath you.
hehehehe Glad I'm not closer or my heights fear would kick in. Funny up here
I'm fine at 100 feet I'm clutching handrails like they'll save me and/or my
heart is racing a mile a minute. We Humans are odd... and demons are really
weird. Maybe if I take more showers they'll calm down... No that won't work
I'll see them and *I* won't calm down... and then they'll start up again...
which will lead to them bothering me... and it will bother them more... and
on and on till something gives way."

"Why my house!"

/Whoa you got a house here? What happened to it/ came Cid over the radio,
/Monsters are always getting their fucking hands all over everyone else's
shit. I fucking swear! Did you know... monsters fucking ran off with my
fucking Tiny Bronco? That's fucking nuts I tell ya!/

//Hi Cid. You ready?//

/Yeah I'm fucking ready... boy your coming in loud and clear and I don't
even see you yet... the radio you are using must be heavy./

//Different radio.//

/Ah so your flying IN something today eh? I'll still knock the fucking
pants off you no matter what the hell you are flying... by the way what ARE
you flying? I'm not hearing engine noise over the radio./

//A Modified Macross Sector Valkyrie. Why do you ask? .o0(The Highwind is
dust... I win already. HAHAHA!)0o.//

/Cherry Machine that... I read up on anything I thought you might bring
over for the race. Needless to say I'm not taking the Highwind. Saw in a
newspaper from Macross sector mentioning the only person outside of the
sector able to buy in the sector finally buying something. Of course it
said what you bought, and then I went about building something that can
compete with it. I think you'll be pleasantly surprised. *Cid laughed*/

.o0(Damn... well at least it will be even footing... and the pollution-less
fuel adds a few mph to the airspeed I can do... This race will be fun!)0o.

//Cool with me. I'll still have a chance of winning... not like the remote
one before. I really needed to have accounted for the Highwind's wash last
time...//

/You bring anything along to record this with?/

//Teleporting lens camera.//

/What the fuck is that?/

//The camera sits on the ground recording what the lens that can teleport
around to track things sees. Found it in "Spying On Your Loved Ones
Monthly". I swear by that magazine for my home security. The camera is sold
as a marital aid if you get my meaning. The cheating husband can't get away
from the lens. Ingenious. Wish I'd invented it... not that I need more
money...//

/Ah nice piece of equipment. The Landing strip is on the East side of
Midgar. Watch out for birds./

//Got it... Hey that silver beast is yours nice. Landing beacon locked.
Beginning landing.//

With the signal from the landing beacon locked the craft just follows it
down. Eldrick then taxis it into the "rest" away since there is no formal
hanger... hell even the air strip isn't formal... floating above the ground
as it is.

"Hey there Cid! Hey what's holding this strip off the ground? It isn't Mako
powered in any way is it?"

"After all that shit that happened 2 years ago? I should fucking hope you
don't think I'm that kind of idiot!?"

"Sorry, I just figured it might because that might have been easiest to
acquire."

"Don't beat yourself up over it. Sure a Mako strip would have been easy to
snag... but it would take so much more to maintain ... especially if either
of us crashes here. Naw this here strip is steam powered. Take note of the
grass swaying away from it. This thing's like a hovercraft without a skirt.
Almost no environmental impact. Designed it myself. Would have had it ready
a while back but there was a design fault I couldn't find."

"Rockin'! So everything set?" I rubbed my hands in anticipation.

"Yep, got everything handled hours ago. All we gotta fucking do is race ;)"
Cid lit one up, "Yep that's all that's left. *louder and to our west* Hey
Shera! We're ready over here. You ready to drop the flag?"

"On my way now," she answered as she finished fueling the Silvered thing
Cid was flying. "The Swiftwind is ready for takeoff," she smiled and bowed,
"Hello again Eldrick. How are you and Ami doing?"

"Oh swimmingly, just... we recently acquired a lot of guests. It's odd
having some many people in the house," I responded as I tested my visor.

"Sounds like the mess that was called The Avalanche Reunion. Everybody came
over to my house and stank the place up. Beer everywhere. I think it still
smells where Reeve lost control of his stomach."

Shera grinned, "In other words he enjoyed every minute of it. I hope the
guests work their way into your heart to where it doesn't seem so odd
having them around," she tightened her belt once, "Good luck to the pair of
you I'll be monitoring from here. I have sensors set up on each of the
"cones" to take time and speed readings. Again good luck," she bowed to
both of us and picked up the flags. She then moved to the median between
the 2 strips as the platform shifted to aim towards Wutai. We shook hands
and then ran to our craft. We both ran mandatory pre-flight checks and then
nodded to each other and then to Shera, who raised the flag above her head.
Afterburners lit and cycled to idle, pilots leaned back in their chairs...

                And then she waved and dropped the flag!

Zooming down the runway Eldrick paused to check to see where Cid was... his
craft was already off the tarmac... probably because it accelerates faster,
but then Thyra rose into the air aiming straight for the race altitude.
Thyra and Swiftwind jockeyed for position even while the sound barrier
passed over them like thick wool. Of course these daggers cut through that
wool with ease.

Up they soared trying to go further faster than the other, leveling off at
race altitude like it was an afterthought. Wutai was ahead and then it was
gone as they turned to the next target, jockeying for position again as
each craft bore the turn differently in the prevailing Westward wind.

/You've tweaked that I see./

//Nice craft you have there too.//

And then back to listening to the music they had blaring in their cockpits.

            The hairpin turn for Northern Crater was upon them.

Pilots fought gravitational forces rather than ease the turn trying to
prove who's craft was faster.... Who could tweak an engine and frame
better. Manufactured and heavily modified fought with the home built speed
machine. Straightening up they found themselves neck and neck. Engine as
full burn did nothing. They were speed matched. Pilots implored their craft
for more speed... but there was no more.

                       Then the blip appeared on sensors.

//You picking that up over there?//

/Picking what up... this is seat of my pants over here. I couldn't afford
the added weight. No sensors on this bird. How big is the blip, and how far
below?/

//18 miles ahead 2000 feet below, and rising... wait new data from the
positioner... it's rising out of the area where Bone Village is.//

/It's not in the flight path up but it is right in the way for the Midgar
leg unless I miss my guess. Any clue over there what the fuck this thing
is? Nothing else is supposed to be in the sky according to Central! By damn
Jenova what the fuck is screwing with my fucking carefully planned race?!?/

//You may be onto something... this things high on the power scale. Don't
think it's some missing bit of Jenova though... and all the Weapons are
accounted for.//

And then they passed it... at the speed they were moving they couldn't make
out much but it was large and black with gold streaks, and 2 big pasty
white cannons... that were tracking! But they zoomed out of range.

//Black and gold screams of Lossoth. He's always using those colors... and
that pasty white might really be some shade of marble. Damnit! I was really
hoping to never mess with his handiwork again! [Ami Tales 5 -Zin, who asked
permission to say that one] Why the hell isn't this thing trying to knock
down my door right now? How'd it know we'd be here in the 7th Preserve of
Final Fantasy Sector?//

/Well I didn't put any ads into the paper about the race, just so that if
say my engine blew I wouldn't crash into some spectator who just thought it
was part of the show./

//Got any weapons on Swiftwind?//

/I didn't think I'd need any. Aw fuck! Why today! I'm in the Highwind on
patrol tomorrow!/

//Can you get it on the radio? I'm gonna call home and see if my new guest
Gerard is cleared to fly my Phoenix Hawk LAM. We're gonna need firepower.
You always need it when Lossoth does something.//

/Sick huh? And the little shit isn't even a head demon. Where does he get
all the power for this shit? Aw crap turn's over... were zooming right back
at it./

//Go low I'm heading straight for it. Get the Highwind here!//

/Don't gotta say it twice!/

\Who's at the con? \

\\You got me Eldrick. What's up? \\ smiled Konei on the viewer.

\Gerard available? \

\\Um sure... just a sec... \\

\\\Yes Commander? \\\

\Get Jean over here NOW! I need another set of cannons. Lossoth pulled some
shit over here, and just Thyra won't be enough. \

\\\Orders received! Jean and I are on our way. I am cleared with a Class A
in LAM. I won't let you down. \\\

\May the wind speed you on your way, Gerard. \

\\Eldrick! What's happened? Gerard just whipped passed me down the
stairs, \\ called Ami.

\Lossoth was working on something out here in the Final Fantasy Sector. I
guess without him to rein it in it's attacking any aircraft that pass by.
Lovely timing eh? \

\\I'm sickeningly glad your race was today then Eldrick. Hate to think some
tour hovervan...\\

\I know honey I know. It's ass is grass and I'm a slash and burn farmer. \

/Highwind's on the way... I'm diving./

//Right!//

\\I heard good luck! Switching off. \\

Cid dove to cut under the beast of evil.  And it lunged downward! It was
going after the unarmed craft.

//Cid watch it!//

"Damn his radios being blocked by that thing."

\\Eldrick, Ardice here. I remember over hearing about this thing from
Lossoth's pillow talk. It's called Threatanes of all names and it has NO
weaknesses at all. It doesn't have any defenses either so you should be
able to just pummel it like all hell and it will turn tail and run or
self-destruct. Be careful. \\

\Thanks Ardice. Eldrick out. \

And he almost was as he dove willing his craft forward... forcing the wind
over the wings to almost beyond stall. He had to get there or Cid's craft
would be swatted out of the sky by that monster of a thing.

Switching to Battleoid mode when he was in the way of Threatanes he opened
up with a full auto burst into it's greedily open mouth.

                          Cid was in the clear...

And more than halfway to the runway. The Giant ball of fur was still
recoiling from the blast that had knocked teeth out of alignment. Suddenly
it lunged forward and Eldrick dove for the mountains...

MEANWHILE on the Highwind

Navigator: Any clues why our sweep yesterday didn't show that thing?

Commander: Word is it was masked somehow, and it's controller is dead.

Navigator: Good thing that early morning tour tomorrow didn't find it
first... Passing into our Patrol Area... 3 blips detected... Swiftwind...
LARGE unidentified object... and a smaller unidentified object.

/Great Blazes what kept you? Nevermind. Get the fuck over there and help
him. Do NOT shoot the smaller blip./

Commander: Yes Captain. Well you heard him this ain't no stinkin' drill!
Prep hatches 3 and 4 for secondary drops and 1 and 2 for immediate
bombardment. Let's make this fucking count gentlemen or the Captain's gonna
have our asses for chum!

Communications: *quietly* Wow... you can see who someone admires a bit too
much.

ON THE AIRSTRIP

"Damnit! There has to be something I can fucking do to help! Shera?! We got
any weapons nearby?!" fumed Cid as he watched Thyra leap out of a valley as
2 medium quasar blue bolts ripped from Threatanes' barrels and streaked
where Thyra had been. He put the powered binoculars down, and turned to
Shera.

"There are the twin rocket launchers you installed on the Tiny Bronco, but
they'd barely dent that thing out there."

"And there's nothing on the airstrip itself?"

"No Cid, there isn't."

"Okay then... I have an idea... you fuel up the Swiftwind."

"You aren't going back out there are you?"

"Just do it... please?"

"I'll get right on it Cid."

"That's my girl!" Cid hollers back as he takes the elevator back to the
ground below. He races over to the Tiny Bronco and starts pulling shells
out of the rocket launcher.

ONBOARD JEAN

///Of course it is an emergency. It'll flag as Intra-dimensional Holocaust
event number 87239. Key the number in and get out of my hair will you! The
Final Fantasy Preserve is going to be little more than ash if you don't let
me through!/// barks Gerard on the radio to the Border Guard

 -I'm sorry Lt. but regulations clearly state limits on pollution and
clearance. You're clearance is nonexistent and your craft is 2 points above
the emissions standard. Please return to your Dimension of origin whether
on this plane or another. Have a nice day.-

|||Commander! Could you call in the clearance code so I can get to you?
They won't let me passed the border ||| [Like all the communication quotes?
I know I do -Zin]

||Well I'm a little busy but I'll try.||

//Border Guard 2nd class Omlusk, under code 87239 subparagraph 10 I ask
that an emergency waiving of the pollution code be temporarily granted to
Lt. Gerard Clasto piloting the Phoenix *pause for evasion and gun fire...
and evasion of the Highwind's assault on the Creature* The Phoenix Hawk LAM
4391 Designated Jean.//

 -Order ignored. No such danger exists.-

//Fine then you little prick here's video for your records so that everyone
knows why you failed in your mission *video is sent of the attacking
creature and the defenders*.//

||Gerard under the above mentioned clearance I am granting you weapons
access and commanding you to go... *more ducking and firing* weapons hot
and by any means necessary make your way to my *pause* position to lend a
hand in the defense of the Final Fantasy Preserve.//

|||Gladly Commander! |||

///Die you pissant! ///

4 seconds later the smoke clears to reveals no Jean, but lots of robot
debris falling to the ground. The flight recorder's auto-shield intact and
activated sending out it's happy little distress signal. The border
registers an unauthorized blip crossing it soon after.

AT THE BATTLE

Tactical: We only have 3 more drops worth left... and that thing's just
shrugging them off.

Commander: No it isn't, but the weaponry shortage is acknowledged. Load
bays 1,2 and 3. We're gonna do one massive drop.

In truth the beast was shrugging it off... but then again it also wasn't on
another level. It was becoming uglier as it fights them and a lack of
cohesion on a molecular level.

BACK AT THE AIRSTRIP

"My calculations indicate it is 1 minute away at the fastest speed the
Swiftwind can handle."

"Fucking beautiful, Shera thanks. Help me set these timers on these
shells."

"Acknowledged."

AT THE BATTLE

 =Eldrick Tobin, you have given someone orders to destroy Border Guard 2nd
Class Omlusk. Please state reasons. =

//I don't have time to baby you! Go read the flight recorder then we'll
talk.//

 =Rudeness will be logged. Fine will be processed. You must communicate now
to avoid the fine. =

//Go suck an egg will you shell head? I'm busy. Read the flight recorder.
It has higher priority than my statement.//

=Correct analysis. Fine will still be processed. Going to retrieve reco =

                           Eldrick cut him off.

.o0(Damn only 1 clip left. Gotta use it right... which means using my last
round in this clip to detonate it in it's mouth or something. Looks like
the Highwind is outta bombs... sad that. YES! Jean's here!)0o.

||Gerard, when I give you the signal, turn off auto-shutdown and give me a
concentrated burst of all the firepower you can from Jean.||

|||Understood Commander. Transformation sequence initiated. Jumpjets
running smoothly.|||

//Cid why are you on a collision course with the creature!!//

/I'm not in there Eldrick. Try to get that fucking thing to open wide. The
Swiftwind has a pleasant surprise for it./

//Will do.//


@Attention due to the explicit carnage that was visited upon Threatanes and
incase any in the audience are constructs and offended by such acts I shall
summarize the fight: Ahem. Distracting poor Threatanes, Eldrick fired his
last shot into it's... backside, then, as Threatanes turned growling,
tossed his remaining clip in right as the Swiftwind entered Threatanes'
mouth. The LAM and the Highwind unloaded their weaponry at Threatanes at
the exact same instant that the shells and fuel in the Swiftwind went off.
Threatanes scared sadly beyond all thought self-destructed himself. Funeral
Services may be attended by those with true Mortal Plane passports. A card
is being sent to Lossoth, if any wish to sign it, it is in the lobby.
Hopefully such a travesty for the rights of constructed beings shall never
need repeating. @

%This announcement paid for by the Created League "Just because you got an
old computer some steel and a welding torch doesn't mean I'm not alive!" %


"What a day," Eldrick exhaled as he took off his helmet.

"I must agree commander. A very... interesting day indeed," responded
Gerard, jumping -still wearing the towel- out of the LAM.

"There's probably some coded military rule that forces you to call me
commander even if I ask you not to isn't there?"

"I'm afraid so Commander."

"I'm going for a shower. Run interference for me will you?"

"Pardon, Commander?"

"Keep the demon girls off of me while I sneak past."

"Hand me your helmet, Commander. Then we'll have them searching for
undomesticated water fowl."

"Good idea here. You takes the elevator, I'll take the stairs."

Utilizing only enough force to hold his feet off of the stairs Eldrick ran
up the stairs silent as a summer gust. He paused at the base of every floor
and sent ribbons of air over his skin and downward to the basement so as to
not leave a trail. .o0(Who would have thought the same guy who once thought
of buying spray on pheromones... would one day be trying to block his
natural ones one day. Something somewhere must love laughing at
people...)0o.

                       And then he was in his room...

"Hi Eldrick..." started Hope.

"Shh... they don't know I circumvented them just yet."

"I heard them tromping off to the elevator. What are you going to do with
your newfound "freedom"?" she lowered her voice and asked.

"I'm going to quietly and quickly take a shower. Glad I sound proofed the
house. *he checked to make sure the door was closed* There," he said as he
started peeling out of his hardened -and sweaty- flight suit.

"Shall I avert my eyes," she said coyly.

"Hope, you may look or not look. I would not think to stop you. Only reason
I snuck up is just so I could shower without a dozen demonettes wanting to
join me.... and I don't feel like a swim right this second -which of course
would help alleviate such a strain on me and the shower, so my only option
was to sneak."

Hope simply nods... a blush suffusing her face at the site of him. He
 -naked as a jay bird without it's feathers- locked the suit in the UV
cabinet it had come in, and crinkling his toes once in the thick carpet
moved off to the bathroom via the master bedroom's entrance  -not that
either bedroom is really all that much larger than the other.

"Hope... I... I'm available after the shower... if you... um... feels so
odd..."

"I know, and I might take you up on that. Oh by the way you could stand to
lose a few you know."

"Ah but if everyone looked like a god how could one enjoy perfection... or
imperfection? My body is this way because it wants to. Every time I've
tried to do anything about it... it backfired. So... well Gerard is
probably on the floor already. Time to lather up."

Hope giggled. She could see why Ami liked him -or at least could understand
if not fully comprehend the level of the love those 2 shared. .o0(She's
willing to share because to her he is everything in the universe, and even
if every woman had him... she'd still have the motherload of his affection.
He must feel the same. I wonder if I'm on Ami's roster anywhere... Maybe
she signed me up for a work out or something. Can't get out of shape
myself. 6 months... And I wonder if Ami or Eldrick will be sleeping on a
cot or something to accommodate me. I hope not... but they don't have a
second Guest room. The demonettes at least have it lucky in that they sleep
hanging from the ceiling... or a large cluster that'd fit on that bed in
there. 6 months... I hope this doesn't put them out in anyway... hehehehe
I said put out)0o. She smiled to herself as Astrala came back in.

"It was just Gerard carrying Eldrick's helmet. I'll just put it in the
cabinet... Gerard said Eldrick has to do major repairs after the fight. My
sisters and myself hope Thyra is alright. *she opened the cabinet, and
gasped softly* He's been in here?" she mouthed the question to Hope. Hope
nodded and pointed smiling. "You don't mind if I ... join him do you? I
mean you didn't have designs on him or anything," she bit her thumb
pensively.

"Just don't tire him out now. He's had a busy day. Heart had a work out and
then he had Valkyrie combat. Probably not a whole lot left in him."

"Then I won't do alot then... You are sure it's alright?"

"Have the time of your life."

"Thank you Lady Hope," she said bowing.

"And here I thought you were the childish airheaded one of the group," Hope
giggled.

"Hey!" she gave Hope the raspberry who just giggled back... then
Astrala giggled... shed her new dress and was in the bathroom door.

BY THE POOL

"Gerard you really shouldn't have brought his helmet up... he sweat all
over it... got us all hot and bothered again. That just wasn't nice," Haris
chided from her lounge chair. "To think I almost jumped YOU. Zentradi," she
shivered.

"I suppose we aren't the best sex in the universe. But we do give it the
warrior's try."

Konei giggled,"He's got a big one so I don't care what species he is.
Anyone seen how big Eldrick is yet?"

"I couldn't concentrate on my spell well enough to look earlier.
Overwhelmed by his scent I imagine," sighs Charhon wistfully.

Ardice frowns,"Nope only ones who'd know are Ami, Hope might know... and
Astrala might have a clue... the effort she put into his flight suit. Where
is she anyway."

"Still helping with Hope last I saw," says Margo floating in the pool on
her wings.

"Good she's being useful," Haris nods and dives into the water.

IN THE BATHROOM

.o0(Boy did I need this shower.)0o. "Ah..."

"Nothing indecent going on in there is there?" asks Astrala eye to the
clear glass.

Eldrick sighs... too strung out to blush or worry that he's being ogled.
"Something I can help you with Astrala?"

"I was wondering if I could join you... I can tell you if the scent has
gone down and give you someone to fondle if need be... Ami's at the
boutique in the next dimension shopping for everyone. My sisters aren't
really being supportive of my needs either. And... *Eldrick opens the door*
I want that right there really badly," she pointed.

"I'm tempted to let you have your way with me... exhaustion is catching up
with me... I can do little more than stand... but there's also not enough
room and the water feels so good so I'm not stepping out of here for a
while."

"Then let me just kneel down then and..."

"I'm not sure if I can take the strain. Notice how I'm not trying to get
away or anything?"

"I know... but it's been so long... sure probably not as long as Hope but
400 years ago was the last time I so much as had a cucumber to "play" with.
Please?" she begged honestly," I won't bother you for sex for a whole week
if you let me..."

"Astrala..." he said warmly.

"Alright then a whole month... there I won't ask for a whole month. Just
please let mumph" she was silenced with a kiss. He pulled lightly away.

"You may... and thank you. It will probably help me keep my sanity when I
leave here."

She simply sighed and kissed his chest before kissing her way down. She
either didn't have any clue about what she was doing or it was the only way
she knew how but unlike females in naughty pictures she didn't push it in
and out... she just kissed it and sucked at it. It was so soothing and the
light smell of rosemary about her that he released long before he normally
would have and she didn't complain or keep at it longer than was necessary.
She simply smiled when she was done kissed it and licked the tip once then
leaned up and kissed him on the cheek while he ran his hands over her to
wash any soap off that had splashed onto her. She blushed at the touch
and then smiling again left the shower and then the bathroom.

IN THE HALLWAY

Haris is looking down the steps,"Is he okay down there? He's taking an
awfully long time for minor repairs... and I don't smell him at work
below."

Astrala enters the hallway just holding her dress leaving damp footprints,
a warm glow about her as she sighs.

"What's up with you?"

"Oh nothing. Had a bit of a shower. Very refreshing."

"With that glow about you, you must have mounted the nozzle."

"Well I sucked it actually... it was wonderful," she blushed and sighed.

"My twisted little sister... so horny she sucked off the faucet in the
shower."

"Oh you just don't understand... I'm going for a lay down. See you in the
morning."

"Yeah whatever. What is keeping Eldrick?!"

"He's probably giving what little of his all there is left to Hope. *to the
pool area* Night everyone."

"You mean you sucked HIS faucet?"

"*yawning* Yep..."

"Damn and you say he's Hope's now too... Damn," she vanished and dropped into
the pool to cool off.

MEANWHILE...

.o0(All my energy is gone... normally even that would have put more into me
than is removed... but too much stress today... way too much.)0o. He walked
into his bedroom, and shambled towards the bed.

"Hey Hope. How goes?"

"Feeling stronger. How about you?"

"I think I'm gone for the day. Don't mind if I lay down with you do you?"

"That was the plan... but no sex okay... neither of us are up to it."

"Roger. Over and out." He laid down under the covers that Hope held open
for him and giving her a big kiss for his condition... and licking each of
her nipples for seemingly no apparent reason, he feel asleep in her arms
nestled against her chest. Slightly shocked Hope stroked his hair and
kissed his forehead.

Ami entered the room a few minutes later carrying packages. The workbot was
heard beeping off towards the guest room. She was beat from shopping. She'd
gone to do that to get her mind off of Eldrick's fight. Now there was
nothing left. She slipped the straps holding her dress on, and climbed in
on Eldrick's other side. He stirred. "Hey Ami."

"Hey Eld."

"You going to sleep too?"

"Can do naught else."

He rolled over," Night then," he kissed her then licked her nipples which got
a quirked eyebrow directed at Hope.

Hope answered it," Astrala had some fun with him. Besides that I don't know
where the licks came from... he did the same to me."

"Oh just seeing your reaction. *yawn* He sometimes does it. It's
affectionate is all I know *yawn* You want him back? You 2 looked so cute
when I came in. *deep yawn* No you better take him. You need to get used to
a man in the bed with you," she pushes him back Hope's way, and he nuzzles
up again.

"He's gonna slobber on me all night?"

"Pro   bab    ly..." and Ami was out arms wrapped around Eldrick middle.

"Good," she moved a breast closer.

.o0(What am I going to do in this house full of women?)0o. was Eldrick's
last thought which sent him into dreamtime... coloring the dreams therein
of course.


The End for now...



Cast:

Threatanes - The Creature. It's shaped like a VERY large Critter like from
the Critter movies. Has 2 large pasty marble guns that fire some type of
energy ball [Sorry classified - MIB-ly Zin]. Constructed of Magic in the
7th Final Fantasy Preserve by Lossoth for an unknown purpose. Name derived
by a misspelling by Kain Aron Highwind -a former reg on AGFF- in an AIM
conversation.

K"...that threatanes the world"
K"Threatens I mean"
E"Threatanes... sounds like a Final Fantasy Villain."
K"Yes it does doesn't it."
E"Can I use it? My creature in Ami Tales 7 needs a name."
K"Sure... just make sure I get credit ;)"

Not that he'll probably ever read this.

Astrala - Young Demon. No younger than any of the other demonettes she was
given genetically her body just so that Lossoth wouldn't have only one age
one look to ogle. She appears 14-16... she can control it to a small degree
 -or do a wholesale magical look change. Personality a blending of pieces
from Skuld (A! Megami-sama/Oh My Goddess) and Sasami (Tenchi Muyo). [What
you think of her? -Blatant Zin]

Haris - Masqueraded as Ami. Second "oldest" of the group though no older
than any of the others. A bit hard to take personality-wise at times. Has a
good heart deep down. Modeled physically after Ryoko from Tenchi Muyo by
Lossoth genetically. Can easily change her looks at will unlike Astrala who
is too young yet to do it without concentrating. Personality swiped pretty
much entirely from Ryoko from Tenchi Muyo. [Think he did a good job?
 -Inquisitive Zin]

Konei - Absconded off with Gerard. Made to act like a cat girl by Lossoth
though light genetic manipulation, and a few years of making her think she
was a cat and not a demon. This gave her a bubbly personality ... but a
tendency to forget things easily. ["Oh look a ball of string" - Comical
Zin] Personality just pulled out of the air... though a few bits are
markedly Mihoshi, and some bits Nuku Nuku (not that the author has watched
it yet -damnit!- but he's read a few doshinji stories like "Cats and
Cradles" which are highly acclaimed)

Charhon /Saron/ - Masqueraded as Hope. Most polite of the group. Genetically
disposed towards politeness and a bit of that royal/noble aloofness that
occasionally turned the fires up for Lossoth [Dirty old man -Indignant
Zin]. Personally has facets of Hope's small slivers of Aeka, and some bits
of Tsunami and Achika [Someone hasn't seen a lot of Anime -Informative Zin]

Ardice - Lead Demon. Designed in the egg to be that older yet still hot to
trot [Dirty old man - Repetitive Zin] Anime type that shows up as the foxy
teacher, the quiet nurse... or the Detective who reigns in an idiot.
Personality derived from bits of Sylia Stingray and Lots of Kiyone.

Margo - Pretty Demon. Sex is her design and function. She can't get enough
thought she can temporarily be satisfied. Her figure will never fracture and
her breasts and butt will never sag [Um mm... -Horny Zin]. Does the martial
arts -and marital- to pass the time between sex. Bits of Urd [DUH! *whap* -
Clue-giving Zin] Saoko(spelling) from A! Megami-sama/Oh! My Goddess. Also
has overconfidence from Ryoko and Noble Juraians in general [The biggest
examples though seem to be... no. There are no females so names are avoided
to keep depraved people in check - Protective Zin]

Gerard Clasto - Ex Guard. Has soul debt to Konei. Basic Micronized
Zentradi. Think about the extra guy in 50's Sci Fi series. He never touches
the women -that's the leads job- and truly doesn't seem much interested. In
this case he has full access to most of them with but a word but he'd never
say that word himself. Doesn't do anything for him really. [Don't look for
a personality definition. I don't think he has one. He's a sidekick. - Mean
yet truthful Zin]

Inquisitor Darhm - Bureaucrat. Zero sex drive. Visually looks like Seiryo
crossed with the current Emperor of Jurai (Tenchi Muyo! Ryo-ohki.) [Likes
to be called sir, Inquisitor, Sex God... you know anything that sounds like
you are looking up to him - Snide Zin]

Cid Highwind, Shera - [Go play Final Fantasy Seven! - Upset Zin]

Omlusk - Derived from a standard Military Boomer/Special Agent mentality. A
Robotic Guard Class 2 of 3 classes.[Ignore with prejudice - Anarchistic
Zin]

Ego - That self hateful yet thinks-you-are-god(ess)-of-all-creation piece
in all of us... though mine in this case. [No comment - Soul Searching Zin]

Lossoth - That which makes people ignore negotiations. That which makes
people go beyond "I hate you! Could you please hush?" The Lord of Flames.
Flames as in email/usenet flames of course. Personality has some bits of
Dr. Clay (Tenchi Muyo) and probably some bits from Kagato as well. Brain's
sense of megalomania (Pinky and the Brain). No taste really save the
creation of the Demonettes when he was younger. [A prick - Namecalling Zin]

Hope - A bit of Rei Ayanami and Misato Katsuragi mixed with Ryoko's sense
of duty. Washu's calm ability to think things out also. Not a Terran human
 -nor Juraian either- but of the original Race of Humans who created the
Zentradi and the Zentraedi... which just means a really old race of humans
anyway. [Ouch -Confused Zin]

[Ow... well of course The Author could be wrong... he knows Robotech better
than Macross. So don't take his word as God's own -Chiding Zin]

Ami Kintaro -Hentai Anime Girl borne of her creator's general loneliness.
[This sounds like either a personal ad or a plea for mental help - Cold
Zin] Originally created to fulfill a task she remained because her creator
couldn't abandon her... he realized he liked her, maybe even loved her and
then the whole of the Ami Tales began.

Ami Tales - A collection of linked stories of a semi self insertion fan
fiction style. Set in AGFF auxiliary Space (The space created when posts get
pushed off of servers by other posts) it is a confusing view of the mind of
it's writer Jason F. Long who uses Eldrick Tobin throughout though the
character is also named Jason F. Long. The Stories Eldrick Tobin acts just
like the Real Life one but has been luckier with things than his penman.
Sort of the life one would like to have with complications thrown in
because of course happiness has a price.

Eldrick Tobin - A made up name used in RPG's and Usenet posting. The person
behind the name has postponed posting on AGFF indefinitely due to personal
reasons and post volume. Can still be found on alt.hentai.sailor-moon, and
alt.disgusting.stories.my-imagination which he founded -though most servers
don't have it.

Thank you for reading.

PS dialogue notes.
" standard dialogue.
: Mental if the demonettes. Internal communications if the Highwind.

\Eldrick Calling the House
\\House Channel One -Attic security Center only.
\\\In House link to security can be routed out as seen above.
/Cid's Radio
//Thyra's Radio
///Unused at the present time.
|Unused
||Thyra's Radio for communicating with Jean Only.
|||Jean's Radio for communicating with Thyra Only.
.o0( Thoughts of the character mentioned.
[Zin's comments.
{unused.
@Paid Announcer
%Announcement sponsor info.
 -Omlusk and any other border guard second class's frequency.
 =FIB robotic commander in control of all border guards. US army equivalent
 rank... lieutenant.

About the Mind Invasions:Ami used to get them too but she'd have too much
fun with them and so Lossoth grew bored. Hope fights back which makes the
challenge.

About M.I.R.R.O.R.: Think Beta Unit from the Last Star Fighter. Must use
magic like Ami does... via staff alone -Hope doesn't really need hers.

OF COURSE you don't need this bit but it's here for no apparent reason.

D1: Ardice
D2: Astrala
D3: Charhon
D4: Haris
D5: Margo
DX: All the demonettes at once {NOTE: Konei does NOT have the ability to
use this without alot of straining. She also can't listen unless doing it
actively, but she doesn't have to strain to listen.}

Almost all numbers are randomly decided by staring at the line of numbers
above the qwerty line on the keyboard (never touches the keypad.)

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