Yes...

"Actually..." Jessica began. Gene and Nucleina stop to look back at the werewolf couple. "I think the Plutonian military might be of assistance, if it comes to that..."

"I think it will. Come, please." Nucleina requested. Jessica and Eric got up to join Gene and Nucleina as they exited the cafeteria into the central "Woo" room, which would ultimately become notorious for the Plutonian citizens' free use fuckfests in the deep future. Currently, just the head of the Plutonian Science Office, Amie O'Vampie was getting assfucked by her husband Johnathan on the loveseat next to the restroom entrance, who was the top boss for the human branch of the Plutonian military. For now, anyway.

"So, what's up, Nucleina?"

Nucleina explained to Gene, Jessica, and Eric that considering the new development about Gene's astrology prediction, she was considering staying until the end of the month, in case the event reached near-apocalyptic proportions. The Plutonii's again shuddered, less profoundly this time thanks to sheer willpower.

"Honestly, Nucleina, if my old strategy game scenario I made about the TPE is anything to go by, it probably will be an apocalypse anyway. A nuclear one." Gene reacted. Overhearing the conversation, the O'Vampie couple immediately stopped fucking to ask if their help might be needed. Gene went quiet for a few moments to ponder something, fiddling with his beard, before resuming speaking.

"Actually, yes." Gene walked over to Amie and Johnathan, who were still in a paused assfucking position over the loveseat, before standing next to the corner between two doors leading to the other set of spiral staircases. "Amie, how well can we currently disable approaching nukes?"

"Only by magic for now. We still need to come up with a technical way of disabling incoming warheads." Amie spoke in a soft, Texan accent, looking back at Gene over her left arm and shoulder. Johnathan opted to remain silent, knowing it could be a while before the Plutonian Empire could maintain a human Earthling army. Gene, forming an idea, turned and looked back at Jessica, asking who kept the magical shield running that protected Pluton Island. Jessica mentioned it was a group of perpetually meditating demons, located in the basement of the Capitol Building. They could only be communicated with via meditative telepathy.

Remembering Amie and Johnathan weren't finished fucking, Gene thanked Amie and walked back to the group as Johnathan resumed thrusting, randomly groping and cupping her tits.

Gene asked Jessica if the demons running the magic shield would be able to change it so the Empire could disable and capture incoming warheads for the TPE's own arsenal, perhaps even just snatching their plutonium mid-flight. Eric, being in charge of the Plutonian Empire's intelligence agencies, offered to see if his cyber agents could be able to hack and manipulate certain events. Gene requested to make prevention of the nuclear apocalypse a top priority, with equal effort in stealing and preserving as much technology as possible should the nuclear prevention efforts fail. The third and final main priority would be to intercept and analyse as much global communication as possible, to formulate possible propaganda strategies, focusing on marketing the TPE as a safe space and welcoming new immigration.

"Anything else, King Gene?" Eric asked.

"Actually.... Yes." Gene nodded. "In the southwest USA, they have this huge graveyard of old and abandoned aircraft. I want to harvest as many of the models as possible. But, I wanna wait to see if the nukes start flying first before we do anything." Eric nodded in response. Gene would e-mail him a list of aircraft types to focus on harvesting, which would mainly be Gene's favorite commercial airliners from his aviation and flight gaming hobby.

Finally, Gene turned to Nucleina and asked her to go ahaid and stay until the end of the month. Naturally, Nucleina was rather joyful as she wasnt looking forward to taking many decades or even centuries away from her titfucking with the Plutonian King.

The four go back into cafeteria just as Johnathan loudly finishes inside Amie's ass while she masturbated her clit, triggering her to orgasm simultaneously.