The Baltimare group proceeds in their task of investigating a strange group of creatures, mostly Griffins, who seem to be involved in creature smuggling. Up on the Boulderfield,-Whinnysota line, the northern group settles in for a cold night along with their new friends and prisoners.
Soon to welcome our Swedish player and his character
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>>116739Sands comes over to Silver and sighs
"Is this about the big, grey, hornless, wingless pony?"
>>116738Okay nevermind then. Also, Silver is injured?
>>116738He nods, convinced that the answer given is truthful.
>>116739>>116740However, when Silver calls over Sands to talk in private, Iron of course gets a bit suspicious, staring at the two.
(Did something happen before we got here that I do not know of?)
>>116741She sighs with annoyance
>>116743Sand walls up and whispers to Iron
“I am not sure your compatriots want us traveling together”
>>116742I mean, don’t let me stop you. You can do it if you want. Silver was injured, though I cannot recal if he used a healing potion on himself
>>116744His head moves back, ears folding down. "Celestia, okay. Forget I said anything."
>>116745She looks back over at him, really not expecting that response
>>116744Iron cocks his head, unsure of why would SIlver, a pony who basically told him that he should confess his feeling to Cauldron in a snap, does not want them travelling together.
"Why not?"
>>116746Silver doesn't force the issue, deciding he'll roll with whatever comes.
>>116747“You just stay here. I’ll go talk to him.”
>>116748She goes from Iron, over to Silver, pats him and directs him to move further away, then whispers angrily into Silver’s ear
“For the love of Chrysalis,
what?”
>>116749He gives her a deadpan look, whispering back. "Our new companions. Should we keep your secret until you are in clear or should we tell them?"
>>116750“Oh. Is that all you wanted to talk about? Well...”
This was not the conversation she was expecting
“Keep it secret. I do not expect most ponies would react well to it. Also, I told the colt that I had just arrived here, but I told the grey stallion that I was a captive here...”
>>116744Nah, I'll wait to use the spell.
>>116751He nods. "Good, I just wanted to know your stance. If anypony asks, I was just letting you know that Iron has interest of somepony...er, somezebra else."
>>116753She laughs
“Hahaha, that’s never stopped me before, and it won’t be a problem now”
>>116752The hyena walks to midnight, and awkwardly says
“Hi”
>>116749Iron is obviously confused, suspicion levels increasing.
"I see..."
(This is some strange stuff going on.)
>>116754He can't help but smile, even with the implication. "Just cover story for when we get back. But do be careful. I do not want either of you getting seriously hurt. Especially you, if Iron remains conscious after his lesson."
>>116756There are whispering sounds. The creature before her is a little bigger than her, and looks like kind of a strange dog-cat thing. He had a brownish-tan colored fur with big black stripes, triangular ears and brown eyes. He had a sword in a sheath on his back and a kind of smell
“My name is Mala. What is yours?”
>>116757Suffice it to say that this is
absolutely not the conversation she was expecting. Her eyes go wide, and there’s an almost joyful smile
“Don’t you worry. We have secret reserves of magic that help us incapacitate our prey. It’s not an issue so long as we are alone”
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>>116758He nods, knowing of some of their abilities. "Just do not underestimate him. He is surprisingly hard-headed, strong pony."
>>116758She hopes the worry isn't showing on her face
"I am Midnight Lily, it is nice to meet you."
>>116759She nods, starts to walk away, and says “I can handle it, just please don’t blow my cover”
>>116760Don’t worry little Midnight. He probably does eat ponies, probably. He definitely could though. If anything, the teeth and jaw are oversized
Over the sounds of multiple whispered conversations, he says
“It is nice to meet you too....”
He trails off, and sits in front of her, kind of awkwardly
>>116761Uh... that was supposed to say “doesn't”
>>116761"No worries." Silver trots back with her, satisfied in their discussion.
>>116761>Screaming>>116762Oh, okay.
"Are you okay? You seem troubled."
>>116761Iron blinks as she comes back, obviously a bit confused and suspicious of the exchange.
>>116765Assuming she is coming back, that is.
>>116765She comes back to Iron and smiles awkwardly at him
“Oh, he just wanted to talk to me. Something about a zebra. Everything is fine”
>>116764For some reason, he looks around
“A little... it’s kind of a troubling night”
>>116767Midnight moves closer and rests a batty wing across his shoulder
"Do you need to talk about it?"
>>116767Iron cocks his head. looking behind her at Silver before returning her questioning gaze.
"A zebra?"
(Silver always has this knack of sticking his nose in the most uncomfortable things.)
>>116767"Did anything else happen after we left?"
>>116769Silver can only grin at him.
>>116768“I’ve been living here for years.... now the police are raiding it, or something... I’m afraid about my future...”
>>116769“Oh, it’s nothing. He was just asking me about my situation tonight, whether I would come and all, since I was supposed to walk back with the juvenile before. But I will go with you”
She walks past him, and flicks her light red tail into his face
>>116770Assuming this is Dark Star asking BKie Skies about the church, since I can’t imagine what else that question would be about,
“Not particularly. They left the church, but it does seem most are coming here. Iron his some unconscious Griffins”
>>116772"You poor thing. I am sure everything will be okay. I am sorry about the stress you are feeling though."
>>116771>>116772Iron can only stare as she dodges the question and Silver's grin, but her strut and playful flick of the tail does redden his cheeks enough not to question it, his mouth curling into a small smile.
"Oh alright. That makes sense."
>>116772"Coming here? from which direction?"
>>116774She smiles back at him
“I’m not concerned about
her. I will guard your flank tonight”
She pulls out the revolver again
>>116773“I am not as sure... this was my only home... my only friends... I do not want to go back to jail... I am also afraid they might try to find me...
>>116775“From the church”
>>116776"Which entrance do you think they'll try using?"
>>116777“Probably a front door on either the central or south most building. But I don’t know. If they went underground they haven’t come through this way.”
>>116776"Well, I am sure some of the fine ponies that brought me here could make sure you stay out of prison."
>>116776Iron chuckles, with the same blush on his cheeks.
"I will be sure to guard yours as well, Sands."
He walks next to her, rubbing his coat against her, planting himself in front of her and turns his neck to see her face, flashing her a coy smile.
"We will take down these scrawny weaklings."
>>116780*down those scrawny weaklings that hurt you."
>>116779He just nods slowly
“What of the griffin gangsters?”
>>116781>>116780Now, a look of malice comes upon her face. It’s not playful or mischievous, but genuine anger
“Oh, I’ll make sure of that”
She pulls the revolver up to her face as the green magical aura illuminates her
Off in the distance, Khoi, who has looked upon these ponies with disdain, before now, nods in agreement
>>116778"was the entire congregation coming?"
>>116782"I will not lie, I am not sure. That is not something I was told about before the mission."
>>116782Iron shares their look as he stands upright, awaiting orders alongside Sands and Khoi
who is obviously not alongisde them right now, but she will when the fighting starts given both Iron and Khoi's current fighting styles..
"We will make them pay for what they have done to both of you. One feather at a time."
>>116782>>116783>>116784>>116785"Well then, let us get moving. We have lot of ground to cover."
>>116783“I think so?”
>>116785They nod, appreciating his words. Even the more distant Jubilosa joins along
>>116785>>116784>>116783>>116771>>116786Blue Skies says,
“Alright, where to next”
How ever, Mala stands up, and
yells out something. In a rather demanding tone, he says
“Hold on. Before we go any further, I want to be promised something. I want to be guaranteed.,,” he searches for the term, “I want immunity. I want to not be prosecuted for anything here.”
Something in his demeanor makes it obvious that, when he planned this out in his head, it was intended as an ultimatum
>>116787Silver is a little taken aback by the sudden change in tone, as well as the volume.
"...I figured that was obvious part of deal already."
>>116787>>116788Dark Star looks over at blue