"Yeah, it sure was a long day..." Bigpip trailed off as he blinked. "I appreciate your concern for my safety. Since we already discussed everything of importance, so i do not have any objections to being transported to my temporaly shelter. I will be on my way comrade General Secretary." Bigpip said, breaking eye contact as he turned around and trotted inside the polished black ZIL. He didn't understand the joke and decided it was better to not make a comment, for he was tired. Using his telekinesis, he closed the automobile's door. Looking at his two guards already inside the car. "I think we are ready to go." Bigpip said sleepily.
The driver was about to close the door after Emperor Bigpip got into the limousine, but it was the monarch himself who closed the door with his telekinesis. The pony stood dumbfounded for a moment and looked in the direction of the Secretary-General as if asking what to do next. Altidiya Revoltsova raised her hooves in a gesture of resignation, then, still gesturing, she invited the driver to get back in the car and take the Emperor to his destination. The driver nodded, got into the driver's seat, started the car and finally drove off. And the escorts with him. The mare followed them with her gaze until the entire convoy disappeared behind vegetation and small buildings. Now she could finally relax her muscles. She took a deep breath, narrowing her eyes. When she opened them again, another ZIL 114 had taken the place of the previous one, only this one was for her. The driver was about to get out to open the door for her, but she stopped him with a gesture of her hoof. She was tired but not so tired that she couldn't pull a handle. Besides, she hated such antics. She got on board the ZIL and made herself comfortable on the seat, then turning to the driver she said: "To the Palace of Soviets, please." The driver nodded and set off in the direction of the city centre. Altidiya Revoltsova leaned her head back, staring up at the ceiling of the car. That stressful day was drawing to a close, but unfortunately for her, it wasn't quite over yet. She had yet to meet up with a pony at the Palace of Soviets and, hoping there was no bad news, she could then finally go to bed. In the meantime, however, nothing prevented her from taking advantage of the car journey to rest a bit. Her heavy lids closed almost immediately and she immediately ended up in the Dreamland, leading her Revolution against the Royal Sisters there too.
Rural area outside Stalliongrad The limousine carrying Bigpip had already traveled a few kilometers and left the urban landscape behind. The sun had long since set and the road was barely lit by the few street lamps. And things would only get worse once we entered the wooded area. Luckily, the driver was experienced and it wasn't his first time doing night drives. With a "cargo" like that, then, he wouldn't even have dared to make a bad impression or worse. He cared about his work, which was certainly better than picking potatoes in the collective fields of Zayatsk. Either way, it was very close to the destination. He would leave his "cargo" there and finally return to Stalliongrad. Then the following morning he would have to return to retrieve "His Majesty" and take him to the stadium. Until then he would have to keep his mouth shut about the guest's location for his security. The limousine turned off the main road and onto a narrow dirt road through a forest. After a few minutes, finally, lights could be seen in the trees.
The car maneuvered into the parking lot. The lights in the house were on, meaning that the Emperor's guards and closest staff were already inside. The driver shook his head thinking how Stalliongrad had sunk so low, giving such a beautiful dacha to a foreign ruler and alicorn, too. But on the other hoof, politicians are all the same. He decided to keep his opinion to himself and continue with his professionalism, which was best. He stepped out of the limousine and felt the chill sink into his fur. He opened the door for the emperor and waited for him and his two guards to get out of the car. "Welcome to the 'Autumn Leaf' dacha! Judging by the lights, your staff must already be inside. I'll accompany you to the entrance." One of the guards who had escorted the limousine reached the front door and took some keys from his uniform pocket. He opened the door, revealing the inside of the structure to Emperor Bigpip. "The bedrooms are located on the upper floor. In case of need, there is a telephone on the ground floor directly connected to every security and government department in the city. I will come tomorrow morning at 10 to pick you up and take you to Steel Stallion Stadium. I wish you a happy night." The driver said impeccably. Having said that, he had the Stalliongradian guard close the door and was finally able to get back to his limousine and make a U-turn towards Stalliongrad.
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"this place seems nice, the tall windows seem unusual but otherwise it's not that different from a house that could be found in rural parts of the empire." Bigpip said to himself. He went up the staircase where his two guards were waiting for him. They hed a chitchat and talked a bit about their experience in Stalliongrad so far. After which, Bigpip opted to go rest on a bed in one of the dacha's bedrooms. His two guards waited outside his room until early morning. After which they also decided to sleep due to being exhausted. When Bigpip got out of bed, he decided to write few letters to some ponies he knows, so he could send them latter. He was hungry and decided to check if there was a small freezer inside the building in the meantime.
by Bigpipstan » Mon Apr 17, 2023 7:37 am 
