>>205491>Crisp, very cold, ultra clean water from melted ice that seemed like it had been untouched for centuries.>In short: pretty damned good, though you had to wonder what the price would be.
>Turqoise's ears flick in wide circles as her eyes roll, the half-hearted sarcasm in her tone completing the nearly human gestures.
"Until she gets back to work. Pegasi burn themselves out constantly and fairly quickly, ancestral heritage and all that. Pegasi prefer burst combat: get in, deal your strikes, get out, or dodge incessantly to be a nuisance so another can close the distance. Earth ponies like me prefer to slug it out using superior strength, stamina, and concussions. There's still a few of us around that can ask the earth itself to do stuff.">Turning to glance at each other, the three mares share a quiet laugh, Apricot Jamboree speaking up afterwards.
"No, I apologize for the misunderstanding. All Honor Guard are given a book containing the codes of their service, tenets of honor, and guidelines to live by. Marble Leaf and Kitang still have theirs, however Turqoise's copy was eaten by a certain pony that is well, shall we say, cripplingly insane. And, no, that would definitely kill a pony. As for diet, pegasi greatly enjoy seafood and fruits, though they will eat most any form of vegetable, tuber, berry, and eggs from non-sapient species. I do hear that the Japoneighse can consume seafood, but only a limited amount. Earth ponies, Turqoise for example, Crystal ponies, Saddle Arabians, and unicorns like myself prefer a near-fully vegetarian diet, although we do enjoy pastries, cookies, that sort, so the inclusion of eggs does not harm us. Then there are.. batponies.">Sharing another glance, the three cringe, grimace, and frown in quick order.
"You will find them to be most different. It is best you experience their, well, strange habits as my explanation would seem quite speciesist."
>Making a rather lazy inspection of the weapons, Blackreef lifts her left wing to rub her ear and winces slightly.
"I remember the first time next to one of those things, something called a 'rye-full'. Sounded like a concussion wave spell, only the ringing didn't stop for hours.. and the smell, ugh!">Turquoise raises both forelegs to tap the hooves together, nodding politely.
"Normally it's updated every couple hours, but the couple nights and days most humans haven't had time to deliver their reports, findings, what have you. I dare say you've arrived at a difficult time, the recent missions have been rather difficult even for the more skilled human teams.">Gently clearing her throat, Apricot's eyes squint momentarily, bringing a hoof up to rub her chin.
"There is one not-so-small problem you might be able to solve at the moment. I will be brief:"
"At the moment, Razorback is currently an allied protectorate of Princess Luna, the alicorn whom owns the Moon and is in command of perhaps the second largest military power of Equestria. Technically speaking she is co-ruler of all Equestria, however, Princess Luna and her sister, Princess Celestia whom commands the sun and the other half of Equestria, have had several fallings out in the past six thousand years, the last of which resulted in a two or three decade long war."
"The Lunar Faction is also a close ally to the Moors, which is inhabited by, roughly, half a million batponies. The Moorites, as they call themselves, are Razorback's own second closest ally. In the past half-year or so one of Razorback's military humans urged for restoration of the Moors itself. Many lost ruins of the Moors have been found once more and the process has claimed a number of lives, though the reclamation efforts would have happened eventually."
"Earlier tonight an operation failed catastrophically. It left three terribly injured humans, one missing, and an allied earth pony with virtually no chance of recovery. Their vehicle is also missing, yet the team recovered a number of stasis pods belonging to the Constructs, a quite hostile bio-technological species of heavily armed spheroid beings whom have recently appeared en masse. That is not the primary concern. One of the stasis pod occupants has been reported to be a long missing batpony mare whom has been, quote, 'heavily modified with Construct technologies'.">Pausing to take a deep breath, the unicorn's nose twitches several times unreadably, then continues.
"Historically speaking, all reported victims whom suffer such unreasonable modifications enter a berserk state, attacking anything nearby, and once they calm from the state, will inevitably take their own lives. It is asking a great deal to aid in such a matter, yet the shock of a bipedal, non-hostile being whom speaks Common Equestrian, the language we are conversing with right now, may be enough to temporarily dissuade her from suicide."
>Turning an eye over to you, the pegasus makes a small choking motion, both wings on her throat for a moment, grinning afterwards.
"First Human Rule of Tallus: never let a unicorn say anything, they'll talk you to death, bore you to tears with facts, and then insult you for not perfectly remembering everything they just said."
"I have explained the base circumstances leading up to this moment, this human is diplomatic in nature, and he has essentially stated a willingness to help out! I am being reasonable! "
"Like I said: never let a unicorn talk because I'm sleepy already."