Chương 720: Day Seven Hundred And Eighteen

Dear Diary,"You have a right to exist, So does everyone else, Use your Agency wisely." - Tabitha Diaz, Doctrine of Tabitha, Book of Agency The fifth Verse of the Book of Agency openly states a position our Deity has taken in opposition, even defiance of the so called 'Wisdom' of the Kings of Olympus and Asgard. Tabitha's Worshippers do not exist at her sufferance, but as is their Natural Right.

Not just her Worshippers, either, but she extends this Right to all Mortals, whether they claim her as Patron or not, whether they even recognize her or not. In this, she begins to lay the foundation for her later Value of Egalitarianism, but also makes it clear that Agency, her first Virtue, which she has declared a Natural Right to all Mortals, is a power we must all use with care. Her clear directive to us, in this Verse, is to be mindful of our decisions, of how we use our Agency.

Not that we may not do harm to another, or affect them harmfully, though she frowns on that, but that we ought not do so mindlessly, or without good cause. - Priestess Most High Above All Others, Archmage Imperator Saffron Aetos-Diaz, Commentary on the Doctrine of Tabitha Huh. Yeah, Kitten is a zealot, but she's a remarkably well spoken and thoughtful one. I really wonder how much of that is her absolute nerd nature and how much is, y'know, my influence. Stop laughing. I can be a good influence on people.

Okay, I can be a good influence on Saffron, because I bribe her with Shapeshifting into irresistible bed candy and letting her do shit that would kill any two less durable chew toys. Which now that I say it makes me think that maybe she's not exactly the beacon of sweetness and light that I'd like people to think she is. I know, I know, she's not innocent or even super kind most of the time. She's about as far from Siobhan as it's possible to be and still not be some kind of monster.

But then, based on everything I've done, everything I've said, everything I'm capable of, I'm kind of a monster too. So I guess the two of us are both monsters, but we fit together well. Maybe, just maybe, our monstrous parts will cancel each other out and we'll wind up being a force for good in the world. Worst case we'll clear the board of all the entrenched abusers, exploiters, and oppressors. Wait, that's three vowels. Maybe get rid of the Unkind Idiots too?

Yeah, that sounds like the kind of plan I could convince myself is both stupid enough to be my plan and good enough to support without too much guilt. So yesterday's Revel started with Tallulah and cycled through the rest of the volunteers from the Phileo Temple. Kinda funny, them all tryna make me do my Satan's squeaky toy impression tired them out faster than me wearing them out did. I mean, it makes sense, but it's still kinda funny.

Also sweet, in a weird way, how they all smiled when I laid them down on the Altar to await retrieval and transport to, uh... yeah, I had to ask Karen where they went. Apparently we've got a lot of private rooms with expansive beds, and folks who've just been KO'd by Altar activities were bundled off to those rooms afterward to sleep it off. Or get collected by friends or family, I guess. Short version, they get a nice nap on top of everything else, which I have nothing but respect for.

At the end of the night I collected Tallulah from the room she'd napped in all night, took her down to Rich Man's Port, dressed her in her Overlord togs, added a set of cheap sunglasses, set her on her throne, and curled up at her feet so I could poke her and mentally give her the low down on whatever the folks coming to her had just said when she fell asleep.

Wacky hijinks to amuse me while I played with the kids, did laundry and dishes, held Siobhan's hair back, and let my Kitten ride my lap while she continued her code review. Took them all home, fed them all dinner, carried them all off to the Bedroom once the kids were in bed.

"Well. Not that I'm upset, but I am a little mentally foggy after today." Tallulah nodded in agreement with Saffron.

"I am as well, but..." She slipped onto my lap, putting her arms around me. I'd remained Co-Located, which made the room really cozy, with the four of them and four of me. I gently pulled each of them into my lap, snuggling them. Then, when I couldn't detect the slightest uncomfortable tension in any of them, whispered, "are you okay with this?" to each of them. I got back a chorus of sleepy confusion. Not confusion at my question, but confusion at why I'd asked.

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"Why do you ask?" from Tallulah.

"Didn't I answer that?" asked Saffron.

"Okay with what?" from Siobhan. Marie summed up the general feeling of the room when she asked me, "Why Not?" I rocked my head from side to side.

"Tallulah's kinda moving in with us?" Siobhan giggled, a sound I hadn't heard for far too long, so I prodded her a little bit with my nose against her cheek until she said, "you went missing for nearly a week, Mistress of my heart." While I blushed at that, Saffron nodded and said, "she's been staying with us since you went down to Jackville. Well, mostly. I think she stayed in Rich Man's Port one of those nights." Tallulah nodded.

"Court ran very late one night, and resumed early the next. Returning seemed pointless that night." Marie summed things up and soothed my worry at the same time when, curled around me, kittens in her belly squirming gently where she leaned her belly against me, looked at Tallulah, and purred out, "Missed You." I snuggled all my sleepy ladies to me.

"So you're all okay if Tallulah and I, um.... If I get her pregnant?" Siobhan giggled again, and I nuzzled her to get an explanation again. Totally for that reason, not because I liked the way she smelled.

"I have no objection per se, Mistress. But some part of me wants Saffron to do the deed." At my interrogative noise mumbled into her neck, she continued, "just to see if I'm an outlier. And to have company in my misery if I'm not." While I tried to come to terms with the thought that Siobhan might have some tiny amount of pettiness in her purity, and worried about me maybe putting it there, Tallulah sniffed and muttered, "Tabitha is taller."

Saffron tensed up at that, and I didn't even try to stop her when she uncoiled from my lap and stalked the few steps toward where I cradled Tallulah in my lap.

"Oh, shit, T. I think you fucked up just a little." Tallulah squeaked as Saffron flopped her onto the Bed.

"Did I hear you say that I am unworthy to sire your child because of my height?" Fortunately, all of my ladies are smarter than me. Tallulah blinked, then said, "of course not." Saffron snorted, nodded, then looked to me.

"What was the term you used?" Then she turned back to Tallulah.

"Oh, yes. Baby roulette it is!" Yeah, they both slept well. My Kitten, she got Skills, and she went into the activity kinda spent, and she did all the work. Had to carry them both to work in the morning. Which I'm surprisingly okay with. Funny, I remember when Marie and Saffron and I first got together, I made that comment about being in two different relationships and being the bitch in both of them.

She told me that in public, she and Marie were my supporters, and the whole bitch role was just in our private bedroom play. Which, y'know, is kinda my preferred role with both of them, even if now and then we flip the script for a night or three.

But I've realized recently that despite being an Actual Goddess, the Patron Goddess of the Inter City Alliance and everything, right now on the daily I'm hair holder for our Concubine, Laundry Bitch and Sous Chef for my Head Maid, ankle bling for my Overlord, and literal seat cushion for my Archmage. Which, as I was saying, I'm surprisingly okay with. I did have a bit of tension that Saffron helped me disperse after her midday pit stop.

When one of me carried the dishes away and I collapsed the other two into the one of me on her chair, I kinda nudged her and quietly said, "before you get back to work?" She looked over her shoulder, then writhed around until she straddled the chair with me sitting on it.

"Feeling anxious then, love?" I smiled, nuzzled at her, then said, "sounds fun, maybe later, but... um... I'm kinda worried?" She rolled her eyes, but her smile remained amused.

"Please tell me it's not about Tallulah?"

"Not really. I mean, maybe tangentially related, sort of, but not that way." I stopped, started over.

"Siobhan. Is she okay? Is her baby okay?" Saffron hitched herself up enough that she could pull my head into her chest, removing anything from my perception except that magnificent rack of hers. She held me like that for a bit, stroking my hair. Eventually her voice leaked direct into my brain. Yes, love. Siobhan's pregnancy is completely healthy and normal. While she is, as you are no doubt aware, miserable, a fact which leaves me feeling ever more guilty, as I'm the one directly responsible for... No.

I interrupted her. No, Kitten. I wanted her pregnant. Would you have done that if I didn't? Maybe? I sighed, the proto-motorboating resultant sound putting a smile on my face despite my previous melancholy. Would you even have thought of it if I hadn't brought up getting her pregnant? I suppose not. Then we all share responsibility. Fuck, Marie cheered us on. Distracted her while you did the deed. Holy fuck that was hot. Saffron chuckled, leaned back a bit, then forward again to kiss me.

When our lips parted, she quietly whispered, "so, shall we adjourn to the other room?" I scrunched up my nose.

"Nah. I mean, yeah, I really want to. Holy shit do I ever. But... you've got work to do. Soon as you're done tonight, though?" She rolled her eyes.

"You've a Revel to go to, Goof."

"Oh, no. Everyone in the Calverton Temple will see us. Whatever will the neighbors think." She chuckled as she wriggled herself back around to face her coding windows.

"I don't know, love. What will they think?" I knew the answer to that one.

"Whatever you tell them to think?"

"Good Girl."