Bab 8: Arrangements
The game, now anime too, that the B models are modeled after a character [2B] from is [Nier: Automata], for those who don't know.
Enjoy~
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I realise only now that I took the wrong approach about this. Although everything is going smoothly, I should have done more when I woke up and not just go meet the hundred.
For all the hype I disillusioned myself with, meeting some of the hundred made me realize they weren't some fantastical people or beings out of this world, they were just, normal kids who have no clue what to do. Even though I was satisfied with our meeting, it somewhat tamed my expectations.
It feels though that I was clouded, the way I hyped myself up about meeting the hundred impeded any of my normal thought, if I had to describe it, it was like post-nut clarity. And while I was over the moon meeting with characters used to I feel so nostalgic and excited to meet, it was time for some serious business...but not serious enough for me not have fun of course.
Instead of working in the shadows and letting the plot take the steering wheel, I will establish my own force. I already have the forces, the firepower and the plans, all that is left is the execution. Something I found stupid is the fight between tri-kru and the 100 early on.
So much unnecessary death for a misunderstanding, and they all become allies in the future, proving my point that a fight is pointless. That is something I've got to change. Till now everything was going according to the show... except for one thing.
Mutated animals. The show didn't focus on the fact enough as much as it should have. This place is brimming with dangerous animals that have mutated to become up to thrice their size, meaning thrice the danger. In addition to the cannibalistic reapers and the mountain men, even if I managed to have an alliance with Tri-Kru, the threats were out there.
So, I'm planning to take control of the hundred, but not completely. I recognise that the 100 will need to go through some major events to become who they are later in and not remain as wimpy little teens. So I will do my best to avoid interfering in events that were a changing point to some of the characters in the future. So I'll be taking a supervisory role, kind of like how a king rules his people and an emperor rules over the kings.
But for the immediate future, I have three things I've got to do. First is returning to the bunker and activating the turned-off S models. At the same time redesigning Stella to be a bit older looking and with a larger body. She has matured enough and it's becoming weird for her to speak in such a small body.
Second is to do something about the flares the hundred will use in the show. Since they were said to have burned down some grounder villages, if this happened this time too, peace talks will be more difficult, and I'm leaving force as a last resort.
Finally, Lexa. I must admit that at this time, Lexa probably has the most powerful force. With her leading the coalition, she is now unstoppable...for now, the ice nation will later rebel but that's in the future. Besides, she'd be no threat to my kind of firepower.
But what I'm after is an alliance with her that will make us rule over the current world and better prepare for the second Praimfaya. A marriage proposal. Although political, it is still a marriage, I haven't discussed this with Stella yet and I dread the day I will.
Though a marriage proposal is not my only option, it's the most pleasurable if you know what I mean~ *wink*
As for the mountain men, I'll leave that for another time. And the reapers are useful too, instead of Tri-Kru, I'll have the 100 fight with the reapers, hitting two birds with one stone.
On one hand, we did the world of those Motherfuckers, and on the other, all character growth that was supposed to happen with Tri-Kru will still happen but with the reapers instead. I can only imagine what one may feel after their first kill, I still didn't have mine and I hope I never have to. Just let the droids do the killing.
The only one this might have a backlash on is Stella, since she's the only A.I with that many emotions. But I think she'll be fine, if I know her as well as I do, if it's some bad guys, she won't batt an eye.
Oh~? What is this sudden aroma hitting my nose? Looking over, I see Lincoln began grilling the snake he cut up earlier, let's just say it's not for the faint of heart, I swear I saw a liver fall down somewhere.
Lincoln passed each of us some roasted snake with large leaves acting as make-do plates. As soon as I tasted it however, the only thing that came to mind was the word bland. It had ZERO spicing, not even the tiniest trickle of salt. Tsk, tsk, this wouldn't do. I can't let my dear Stella and Octavia taste this. Yes, Stella can taste, I added strong acid to her stomach, so any food she eats will simply dissolve.
I stood up and took back the food everyone was given under their confused look, besides Stella who apparently knew what I was up to, and headed to a nearby table.
"Lincoln, watch closely as you're about to see a master at work."
Smirking, I used a knife to cut the large chunks of meat we were given into large cubes. Then took a small wooden stick and proceeded to pierce it through several cubes.
Now with the stick holding several cubes, I sprinkled salt and pepper on top. My skewered snake dish was completed. I knew it was good as when they took a bite of it, their eyes widened and they wolfed it down like savages. Ah~, the wonders of salt.
We were now eating our second servings, with me taking my mask off and Stella only partially showing her mouth. Lincoln was not polite and stared into my eyes, sigh, this is getting old real fast.
Despite his curiosity, I could tell Lincoln was still cautious and could at any moment grab the knife he used to cook that he so sneakily placed within his arm's reach. At least the food seemed to leave a good impression judging by his less frowning, serious face.
I swear I never saw this man release his partial, constant frown that seemed to always be plastered onto his face, mate, just relax, Sheesh. Breaking the silence, I spoke.
"Lincoln. I know you're curious as to how I know you, but I won't tell you that. What I will tell you is what I'm here for. I need to speak with Anya, your leader."
He stared silently and then frowned, "Why do you want to meet her."
"As you already know, she *pointing at Octavia* and some of her people landed here a couple of days ago. Unfortunately, out of their control, they landed in Tri-Kru territory. Some of her warriors have already attempted to attack one of them, so before this escalates any further, I would like to meet her so that we can come to an agreement, before blood is shed, and I'm sure no one will benefit from this."
He contemplated then asked, "You two *me and Stella* don't belong to her people. So how can you make sure any agreement you make will stand? You aren't their leader. And... Tri-Kru is strong, her people have no chance should it come to war"
"You're not wrong, Tri-Kru will easily win the war but they'll lose many warriors. Her people have guns and technology that can overwhelm any man with a sword. Don't worry about whether they'll listen to me, just arrange the meeting. Tell her to bring as many guards as she likes, as a sign of my goodwill. She may also choose the location and time, I'll come by here again in two days' time so give me a reply then. I'll make sure to take care of this leadership issue by then."
I answered, leaving the last part vague on purpose. While I lied about them having guns, it's only a matter of time before they do. Lincoln grew silent for a minute or two, then stood up and looked at me.
Standing up too, we glared at each other tensely and then instinctively shook hands, gripping each other's forearms.
"Leon, I will arrange the meeting."
"Good. Here, take this."
I handed him a pitch-black spray can, yes, the same one that healed Jasper.
"What is this?" He inquired.
"This is my thanks. Spray it on an open wound and it will close, stopping any bleeding. I think it's better than burning your own skin together using hot metal."
"Thank you"
"It's what's due. Stella, Octavia, let's go, you're brother must be losing hair by now."
[A/N: If you don't get it. People may suffer hair loss due to excessive stress, anxiety or worry.]
"Hahahaha, oh stop~" she laughed.
"But, where will you go?"
"I'll tell you tomorrow, I'll be visiting your camp," I answered then brought my face close to hers.
"What? Can't wait for me that long?"
She bit her lips seductively and answered back, "How did you know"
Our faces were already close, so when she suddenly hugged my head and pulled it towards her face, I was inches deep inside her soft mouth.
"Mmpmm~"
Still the same wet, soft and warm sensation. Instinctively, I compared this with when I did it with Stella. Stella's mouth was smaller but more skilled, and Octavia's was larger, wetter and she kissed sloppily, but the effort was there, which had a certain charm.
Lincoln seeing this, frowned for a second but then sighed and shook his head, not knowing he was cucked, or was he? He technically wasn't with her yet.
Octavia, while sloppy, was fierce and forceful. Damn girl! She's simply an animal when in heat. She appeared to want to take her clothes off right then and there, perhaps too into it not to notice other people were there.
Unfortunately, I pulled her away, but before I could explain, she seemed a little heartbroken, as if my gesture meant something deeper than it did.
So I gave her a quick peck on her lips, which did wonder to her expression. I held her chin and said a line I always wanted to say.
"You're mine now."
She nodded slowly, but then woke out of her stupor and looked to the side, where Stella was seated calmly. And Octavia freaked out.
"Oh my god! What have I done? Stella, I'm so sorry!"
Before she could continue, Stella opened her mask to reveal her mouth and kissed Octavia briefly on her lips.
"Not fair." Stella said quietly.
Octavia seemed even more confused.
I laughed a little and said, "Haha. Don't be confused Octavia. Me and Stella are one package, If I'll have you, she'll have you too."
This is the agreement I got with Stella, whoever I'm in a relationship with, she's in a relationship with. But with the exception she wouldn't do it with the girls alone without my knowledge.
"So, why do you say, you're in?"
I held out my hand as I waited for an answer. Octavia thought about it, then made up her mind. With a determined expression, she agreed and took my hand.
"Glad to have you Octavia. Now let's go, I'll get you close enough to your group so that you can walk there safely."
I then focused on Stella, whose expression I couldn't guess through the mask, she was awfully silent though, which made me worry.
Heading over, I took her in a princess carry, letting her head rest against my chest. She wrapped her hands around my neck. While we already talked about this, she must still be feeling strange, maybe excited, it's understandable. We then all headed out under the watchful eyes of Lincoln.
When we got to the woods a bit further away from the dropship, we started hearing the voice of one angry Bellamy who was grumpily returning to the dropship as the night was coming and they had no flashlights. Didn't know why they didn't just make torches, or maybe they were just tired of searching for the past several hours with nothing to show for it.... yeah, probably that.
I whispered to Octavia next to me, "Judging by his un-panicked expression, as well as lack of desperation, it's safe to say he doesn't yet know you've left. Wait, looking again, he does look a little.. constipated?"
*Giggles*
"It's okay, he always looks like he has a stick up his bum, but he's still my brother, and I love him."
"Oh! You're gonna make me jealous now."
*Smiles*
"Alright, hold on, I'll sneak you in there, Assassins Creed style."
I then put Stella down and held Octavia, carrying her. The soles of my suit's shoes then became a soft, rubbery material that made virtually no sound, allowing my steps to be silent.
"What is Assasi--Waaa!!"
So I dash, manoeuvring at insane speeds for a normal person and swivel past the trees with ease, a feat that would put Tarzan to shame. I was using some of the trees as platforms to propell myself faster, thankfully the suit had dark colours, aiding in my stealth.
Since there was no wall built yet, I easily arrived without anyone noticing and dropped her a couple of feet away where no one was present. I then returned just as quickly, not leaving the poor Octavia time to react.
"Let's go." I said to Stella as I passed by her.
Hearing no-one behind me, I grew confused and looked behind me. Stella sat there on the ground and raised her hands up. I shook my head and picked her up again, this girl is too spoiled.
We then headed to the bunker, I have a lot of work to do. I need to activate the S models, and prepare for my takeover...of the 100.
Status Power Mingguan
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