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-Bolt of Lighting-
In the ancient game of chess, it was often common to sacrifice a piece to gain a step ahead of the opponent and thus claim their king. Ren only wished that the piece he was about to lose wasn't going to be something invaluable later on in the game. As Muska looked over his entire team, Ren felt a slight flash of fear breaking through his normally calm mind, as the man's eyes finally landed on San.
While Cudildo's weren't the rarest pokegirls in the world, they were by no means a dime a dozen either. However, Muska already knew about Plif and had hardly even blinked at the odd coloration and size of the bug type pokegirl, eliminating the fears that the man might judge Ren different for having rarer pokegirls. Of course, for all the teen knew Muska was concealing what his true intentions. It didn't help at all that San wanted nothing more then beat the information she wanted out of the man so she could find her gunwoman and kill her.
"Why can't we just force the information out of him right then and there?" San asked angrily, gripping her weapon tightly.
"While I've no reason to doubt your strength, we not only don't know how strong Muska is but we also have no idea weather or not he's even a member of any of the teams. We could attack a man that is completely innocent for nothing until we know what we're dealing with. As it stands, I've only three untrained pokegirls and yourself, I highly doubt I'd prove a match against him if he turns out to be a skilled tamer and a high ranking Team Member at that." Ren just shook his head as he finished, only believing half of that. Cid wouldn't have sent him on a wild goose chase, at best lacking only hard evidence against Muska, something that the teen would need to obtain. Besides, there was a certain aspect to that man that made the blue haired tamer feel uneasy, as if he knew more then he let on.
"I must say," Muska commented, giving all four girls another look over, nodding his blond head. He once more stared down upon San, eyes trailing from her mask down to her weapon, a smirk on his lips. "The Cudildo surprises me. No doubt you agreed to help her find who ever killed her previous tamer?"
"Yes. I thought it necessary, since we could use all the help we can get and the murderer is likely in the area." Ren replied, resisting the want of narrowing his eyes at the well dressed man. There was often more then one way to gain the favor of a Cudildo and place her in ones harem, Ren disliked that Muska was able to guess why San was here without any trouble. That same uneasy feeling came back, only furthering the blue haired teen's distrust of the man.
"I'll trust you'll be careful with that, who knows what you'll be fighting against trying to avenge another." Muska chided, smiling at the blue-haired teen with a large grin, his eyes just as friendly and accepting as they had been the day that he had arrived there. "You may end up as dead as those you're trying to help."
The tamer only nodded, knowing that anything he said could have dire results to his cause. As Muska went around once more to apprise his girls, Ren couldn't help but do the same, looking at each one of the beings he thought he'd never actually go along with. Lucita, his starter, stood tall and strong to the man's eyes, and for that the teen was proud. Cid was no slacker when it came to choosing someone for this mission, and he was right to put the Flirtit on the job. If she and Ren could just work on that problem she had with her powers, then the pokegirl would defiantly be one to recon with.
Plif, he could tell, was quickly becoming bored with all the talking and standing still. Knowing his Cutiepie, she'd probably wanted either a taming or her apples, both if she could get her way. Her libido, if not for the girls color and size, was one thing that really surprised Ren. She appeared to be in better control of it then Lucita was after using her powers, but the teen knew if she had her way, Plif would screw him ten times over.
For San, Ren didn't count her really as one of his own girls, despite the girl taking his advice in going into one of his pokeballs. The Cudildo, however, had made it clear that all she had on her mind was the death of her master and the upcoming death of the gunwoman that had killed him. Little else mattered and the blue haired teen could tell that it would stay that way for a good while.
When it came down to Ren's freshly caught Shy Maiden, it was going to be an interesting experience with her to say the least. She was, as her species name hinted at, shy and he hadn't been able to do more then coax her out of her shell to be shown to Muska, and even now he could tell that the water type girl was fighting the urge of returning into her shell. Actually, he was surprised that the feral girl had listened to him at all without taming and it made the teen wonder if all those stories about having to tame a girl as soon as possible weren't all true.
"However," Muska said, after receiving that answer from Ren. "You should probably go off and tame her now. It wouldn't do for you to start up your training with a feral pokegirl, now would it?"
The mention of taming apparently was too much for the Shy Maiden, closing her shell about her with a slam. Ren gave a sigh, knowing that taming this girl was going to be a rather difficult process and made the teen wonder if he should have captured another pokegirl instead. Of course, knowing his luck he might have ended up with a girl that had a more disastrous quirk then just being shy about taming.
Raising her pokeball, Ren recalled the hiding pokegirl, without having an easier way of moving the Shy Maiden. He left Lucita in charge of looking after Plif, who was currently enjoying another apple, while San started her own training, slashing her bone about almost as a makeshift sword. "Don't worry, Master." Lucita had said as the pair walked to a separate room, soon to be filled with sounds of taming. "Having another girl in your Harem means that you're just that much more protected."
"Being protected isn't exactly what I'm worried about." The teen replied sourly, though he did smile at the girls attempt at cheering him up. In another time and another world, Ren could see himself very much liking the silver-blond haired girl, enjoying her wit and intelligence. As things stood, she was his partner in the mission, and that alone reminded him that things may not stay as they were, nor that any of the girls that he had now would be with him by the end of it all. Oddly, that thought worried him more then he thought it would.
With the door to the spare room closed, the tamer let out a bit of a sigh, his eyes drifting across his 'living space'. Whether or not Muska was with a Team, it didn't strike Ren until now that he'd actually have to live with the man for some time, reminding him of the term 'strange bedfellows'. It also surprised him how much the well dressed man seemed to trust the teen, setting him up in his own house. The blue haired teen wasn't going to be able to do a quick mission as he original hoped and for all he knew the result would put Muska's name in the clear. And speaking of bedfellows…
"Come on out." He called, opening the Pokeball in his hand, watching as the shelled pokegirl appeared, still encased within her barrier.
Just how am I going to do this? He thought, walking about the girl, noticing that she opened her shell a bit when he was directly behind her, only to shut herself in as soon as he came into view once more. Sighing a bit, Ren started rubbing his hand softly against her shell, bending down so as to look directly at the shells gap between the halves. "I'm not going to hurt you." He said, continuing to rub the barrier softly.
Prying open her shell again, the Shy Maiden peaked out from her protective cover, letting Ren get his first real look at the water types red eyes. Putting on a smile, knowing that the girl would likely disappear back into her shell if he did anything else, Ren offered his hand slowly. "Please, let me see you."
Slowly, the Shy Maiden's shell opened, letting Ren see the pink skinned girl, her face still painted with unease and fear, even as she reached her own hand out. Clasping her hand in his, the blue haired teen started to make slight shushing sounds, hoping it would calm the girl as he began to rub his fingers against her arm.
Despite flinching slightly at the new contact to her body, the Shy Maiden didn't withdraw as she would normally; actually enjoying the soft, sensitive touches from the male. As his hands drifted closer to her body, the water type felt her shyness come back, wanting nothing more then to close her shell about her, a thought that flew completely from her mind when Ren's hand surrounded one of her breasts.
"Like that, mm?" The teen teased slightly, his other hand clasping about her breast, kneading both of them and causing moans to emit from the girl. It surprised the blue haired male a bit just how sensitive the females skin appeared to be, her nipples already pointed against his hands, her shell open wide and leaving her exposed.
As Ren's hands moved down the Shy Maiden's body, taken note of the way it connected her shell together, just like a clam, he also noticed the slight oil that was coming of his hands. Smirking, something that felt almost out of place, the tamer moved his hand towards the center of her legs, once again noticing how only parts of her legs were formed, the rest being part of the muscle that kept her shell together.
The sudden appearance of the Shy Maiden's hands, blocking his own, surprised him. He looked up at her face, surprised to see the blushing face of his newest girl. Guess I'm going to have to be a bit more 'caring' if I'm going to get her tamed. He thought, sliding his hands back up her body. The girl blinked, confused, until both hands were on her face pulling her into a deep kiss.
Ren held back a grin as he pressed his lips against hers, taking her moans as a good sign, once again encircling her bosom with his hands. It was then the pokegirls turn to surprise him, actually undoing his pants and letting his member free, going as far as to shyly grasp it. Damn, the dex was right about her oils. Ren though, shivering as he felt her fingers stroked his hardened member, the sensitivity causing it to throb and ache in her hands.
Breaking the kiss, Ren once more reached between the girls legs, smiling as he found himself allowed this time, little squeals coming from the Shy Maiden as he played against her folds. Gasps of his own broke from his lips as the girl stroked his errection more, clearly pleased by his own movements.
Sliding closer to her, Ren noted how his Shy Maiden stiffened yet again, apparently unsure if she wanted to continue. Placing a hand on her bosom, rubbing it softly, the teen felt the water type relax once more, not resisting as he pressed his cock into her, sending delightful shivers through both of their bodies.
D-danm, Ren thought, overwhelmed with how his stiffness felt, the Shy Maiden's oil heightening his senses and making him use all his will power not to release into the girl right there, pulling from her only to push back with how good it felt. For her own effort, the water type was moaning and wiggling with each thrust of the tamer, having never felt such pleasure herself.
Can't…hold it!
With a deep moan, the blue haired tamer thrust deep into the Shy Maiden, releasing his seed within her, the girl responding with her own escalated call. As the pair lay together, trying to catch their breath, part of Ren was seething in anger at the lack of controlled he showed with taming, even if it was his pokegirls oils that caused his body to give into the fantastic sensations.
"Well, Maureen," He muttered, naming the sleeping pokegirl. "It looks like you're going to be an interesting one to look after."
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"'Ey, Sage, any thing outta the normal where you be?" Came Rave's voice over the large mans communicator. Gripping the device in his hands, Sage spoke up into it, keeping his eyes on the warehouse before him. "Nothing over here, Rave. It seems if there IS a Team in the area, they're pretty inactive. This is the third night we've been out here and there's no sign of anything remotely suspicious… which I find to be suspicious in itself."
"Ya think they know we be watching the bilge rats?"
"Possibly. But something doesn't seem right. From what Ren told us, the only pokegirl he saw was that Shy Maiden he captured, and she was minding her own business, not bothering the city like Muska said."
"Sounds ta me like we be on a wild Chickenlittle chase."
"I don't think Cid would have us be here if He didn't think that we'd be useful. I think for now, we'll just keep watch over the town and Ren. He's smart for his age, but he's still inexperienced."
"Good idea. 'bout time for the kid's training, So I'll head back and give 'm a lesson or two."
"Just don't go overboard, Rave." Sage chided. "We still need to keep a low profile and if you get out of hand like you normally do, I'll be sure to have Maxi spend the night with you, got it?"
"Alright! Alright! Just keep your freak girl away from me!" With that, Rave cut off, leaving a chuckling Sage to keep watch over the quiet warehouses, wondering just when things were going to get busy.
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"I still can't go out and scout?" Ren asked, once again feeling that anger of his rise up, only for his cooler nature to bash it back down again. It had been a solid, quiet two weeks, with Rave and Sage keeping an eye on the warehouses while the teen spent time getting to know and training his pokegirls, which, apparently, still wasn't enough for the young tamer to start joining the bounty hunters in their look out for Team members.
"You still don't have all that much experience, Ren, even with Rave coming to battle you once in a while." Muska stated, looking up from his book. More then any of them, Muska himself appeared to be confused by the silence on both Team and feral fronts, which in Ren's eyes either made him as in the dark as the rest of them, or a fantastic actor.
The young tamer clenched his fists slightly, thinking he had more then proved himself over the last few weeks with his training to warrant being trusted a little more by Muska, especially after all the work that he and his girls had gone through. "Maybe after a bit more training." The well dressed man said. "Then, maybe, I think you'll be ready to work along side them."
Ren simply nodded, leaving Muska to his own work, returning to his room to inform the girls as well as start them all on another day of training.
"You've still found NOTHING on him?" Growled San, swinging her bone with enough crushing force to leave a lasting mark on her training tree, a testament to her fury.
"There's nothing I can do. My job is to play the patsy with Muska, and until he trusts me enough to work as his lacky, I won't be able to find out weither or not he's really working for any of the Teams or even knows about him for that matter." Ren replied, keeping his cool eyes on the Cudildo. "Either way, you've got to keep calm, San. Even if Muska isn't a Team member, I promise you that we WILL find that gunwoman, and take care of her."
The ground type blinked at the statement, before turning back to her tree, once more slashing and bashing with her weapon. Even if she hadn't been able to do anything to find that blasted bitch that had killed her master, she had to admit that she wasn't expecting Ren to follow through with his promise. And yet he had actually gone out of his way see if anyone had anything that could provide a trail for her, even going as far as to ask Muska himself the week before, though the answer had ended up the same.
"Still, it's surprising that we're empty handed as of yet, Master." Lucitia commented as she focused her energies and blasted her own tree with a powerful blast of wind. Though it was clear to anyone watching her that her powers still caused her body to be quite sensitive, and more often then not resulted in a taming from Ren. Even now, though, the flier would often push herself to be rid of that weakness, only wanting to be more useful to the mission,
"We've just got to bide our time, Lucitia. There's little else we can do."
"Master need not worry, we will help soon." Came the broken English of Maureen, the Shy Maiden looking away from her frozen popsicle of a tree to look at her master. Out of all the girls, she appeared to have come the farthest of the girls, no longer hiding away from anyone or anything that came in sight, learning to speak quickly and able to from coherent sentences a mere three days after taming.
Plif nodded in agreement, pumping a golden fist into the air and smirking at her master. Apparently, along with being in different in appearance and size to normal Cutiepies, the girl was also a mute, at least in the case of speaking. Other then the occasional sounds and of course moans during taming, the bug type never said a word, even with offered the prospect of her beloved apples.
Seeing all of the support he had, Ren could only nod, hoping that sometime soon, they'd be able to do something more then just sit around on their asses.
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"My Lord, just how much longer are you going to keep this up?" The DragonQueen asked, appearing beside her master now that he was alone. She knew better then anyone what a planner he was, often taking his time learning all he could before he went about any course of action. Still, it unnerved her that she had to hide whilst the other males were about and she had believed her master to have long planned out what he was going to do with the boy and his allies. The only thing that she could think of that would take him this long would be a change in that plan.
Muska glanced up at the girl, giving his knowing grin as he walked to the window, his eyes watching Ren train. "I think we're just about ready for the next phase, Sansa. There only needs to be one more thing to do before I can go on with my plan, and I must say that you'll be instrumental to my plan."
"I am yours to command, My Lord."
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