*World at War music begins playing*
Well folks, after that small break, I'm back with another chapter. Dietrich and Swan, credits to Shulv.
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Swan heard a knock at his door and looked at it, his attention being torn away from the screen of his tactical pad.
The history of the APG was being explored by the man, and while he found it interesting, he had moved on to other topics like anthro culture and society now that the war had ended.
He willed his legs to go over the side of the cot and he walked to the door, opening it to see that Echo and a few unknown anthros were standing at his door.
"Hey, Swan! We were in the area and wanted to know if joining us for dinner sounded like something you wanna do?" Asked Echo.
"Dinner?" Asked Swan incredulously. He turned as he spoke, glancing back to his clock on the small dresser by the cot.
He read the time at 6:44pm and he raised a brow in shock that he had wasted a few hours in the day researching recent history and the world. He looked back at Echo, his eyes wide with surprise.
"I didn't realize time had passed so quick. Wow." He said. One of the anthros, a dark black dragon, looked at him with a slight smirk.
"I see you got a Pad. Browsing a bunch of 'Yiff?'" Asked the dragon. The group chuckled lightly and Swan exhaled sharply, looking down as if he was accepting a great defeat.
The group went silent as they realized that Swan wasn't doing this because he was 'caught' browsing porn of anthros but because he was growing tired of the constant stream of sexual thoughts and material that came with introduction to an anthro dominated society.
At least, that's what he hoped.
"What species, dude? What gender?" Asked another, a male raccoon. Swan looked at the speaker, his eyes narrowing in annoyance.
"I'm not looking at porn. I'm trying to find out more information on the APG." Said Swan. He scowled at them.
"I can close this door in your face." He added. The dragon from before rolled his eyes and Echo sighed.
"Relax, Swan. We're joking, man. Not everyone is out to get you." She said. Swan raised a brow and pointed at her.
"But some people are. It's why I stay in this room all the time." He said. Echo brought up a hand and opened and closed it a few times, mimicking Swan in a sarcastic way.
"That's why we are here, dingus. We got your back." Said Echo. Swan felt surprise when everyone nodded and seemed genuine when talking to him.
"Well, I guess I can get some dinner with you all." Said Swan. He watched in confusion as the group of anthros seemed happy that he would join them.
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The Swan's Song.
General FictionHumanity has fallen before the Anthro races. Twenty years of war has reduced the human population to drastically low numbers, severe enough to warrant the Anthro races to "reposition" their stance on humanity despite an almost fanatical unwillingnes...