Kristopher spoke words of magic, and the couple vanished from the cottage. Marta hugged her husband and said, "Let's go home and get our things, dear.... ** With all their things transported to their new home, Marta and Nicholas stood outside near the Snow Bowl, holding hands. Summoning up the power of Grandfather Yule, Nicholas closed his eyes. A moment later, he felt the flutter of a snowflake on his face. When he opened his eyes, snow was falling as far as the eye could see. They remained for. P. men. A quick shout from the commander had all the I.P. troops firing their gas guns at Sam. Shocked a moment Sam flew a cloud of air almost identical to that of Earth's. Stopping a moment Sam sucked all of it in then turned blowing it straight up at an accelerated speed. No sense poisoning the air of those that actually live here he thought. "Retreat! Now!" The Commander of the I.P. troops shouted as all of them rapidly pulled back to the field of ships. Smiling with a nod Sam flew toward. Brook froze, her fear widened eyes searching my face for anything that would suggest we had nothing to worry about. Unfortunately I could give her no such reassurance. I knew exactly what that noise meant. That was the sound of the warehouse shipping door opening and the cargo jack being wheeled through it. Which could mean one of two things, that a new shipment of something had come in, which meant we had very little to worry about, OR, it could mean that Marco was searching for something to. Bits of leather, iron, and fur fell to the floor in succession revealing the dark, muscled physique of the Redguard swordsman. He untied his hair, the thick dreadlocked coils fell to his shoulders. Lydia's hand instinctively went between her legs, her fingers slid through the silky black bush that grew there and into the warm and wet walls of her pussy. She let out a moan, and Carthalo climbed up into the bed with her. Lydia tentatively reached out one hand and grabbed a hold of his cock, as he.