It looks like thinks are concluding in both the North, and in Baltimare
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>>125508
Alright, Iron pulls the briefcase and the bag away, off the property. Iron now has an opportunity to hide behind obstacles - the back of a boat, wooden piers, and larger rocks near the shore
Alright, Iron pulls the briefcase and the bag away, off the property. Iron now has an opportunity to hide behind obstacles - the back of a boat, wooden piers, and larger rocks near the shore
>>125509
Iron chooses to hide under the wooden piers, knowing such a place should provide a decent amount of cover.
Iron chooses to hide under the wooden piers, knowing such a place should provide a decent amount of cover.
>>125510
Sands pops up, under the pier, with a loud, sucking gasp
Her full head and wet mane are visible now
Sands pops up, under the pier, with a loud, sucking gasp
Her full head and wet mane are visible now
>>125512
The cutter is a little further away now, both because Iron has moved further north, and because the boat had gone further south. But it’s still nearby, and it’s still hanging around
The cutter is a little further away now, both because Iron has moved further north, and because the boat had gone further south. But it’s still nearby, and it’s still hanging around
>>125513
Iron turns to Sands. "Alright, I think we have lost them," hw whispers, now surveying the paths available. "Do you see any routes that might be feasible to walk on?"
Iron turns to Sands. "Alright, I think we have lost them," hw whispers, now surveying the paths available. "Do you see any routes that might be feasible to walk on?"
>>125519
She follows
“Careful, there will be police on the street as well
In front of iron, and somewhat to the left, is a two story building with an external walkway and a metal roof, looks like a set of shops. There is grass, disturbed ground, sand and a cart-trailer. There is another smaller rectangular building to the right, perhaps shops. All of the buildings are closed, with only a single light on outside the shops
She follows
“Careful, there will be police on the street as well
In front of iron, and somewhat to the left, is a two story building with an external walkway and a metal roof, looks like a set of shops. There is grass, disturbed ground, sand and a cart-trailer. There is another smaller rectangular building to the right, perhaps shops. All of the buildings are closed, with only a single light on outside the shops
>>125520
Iron ponders as to which direction he should go in order to make progress in his quest to reach the Watering Hole.
Iron ponders as to which direction he should go in order to make progress in his quest to reach the Watering Hole.
>>125521
To the left, he’s back on Hoebuck street towards 33 Hoebuck. To the right, the road eventually dead ends, but roads cut across the grid and links it to other streets
To the left, he’s back on Hoebuck street towards 33 Hoebuck. To the right, the road eventually dead ends, but roads cut across the grid and links it to other streets
>>125523
Iron opts to go to the right, looking for any streets that may lead him to his main objective, sticking to the shadows.
Iron opts to go to the right, looking for any streets that may lead him to his main objective, sticking to the shadows.
>>125522
Khoi is moving around checking bodies. Jubilosa is sitting down, leaning her back against the wall and hanging her head
Khoi is moving around checking bodies. Jubilosa is sitting down, leaning her back against the wall and hanging her head
>>125524
Before he crosses, there is still the matter of the road being closed down. Iron is barely a block away from the four police carts and a truck outside of 33 Hoebuck
Before he crosses, there is still the matter of the road being closed down. Iron is barely a block away from the four police carts and a truck outside of 33 Hoebuck
>>125527
“Aside from the cult sacrifices, mass grave, evil sorcerer, getting stabbed, being exploded, being 5000 kilometers from home, the dark gods and representatives of multiple fascist governments? It’s fine. It’s fine”
>>125528
Distractions are harder to come by. Across the street is a warehouse. On this side are a set of small commercial buildings, and row houses further down the street. It looks like a street does cross, a block or so up
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“Aside from the cult sacrifices, mass grave, evil sorcerer, getting stabbed, being exploded, being 5000 kilometers from home, the dark gods and representatives of multiple fascist governments? It’s fine. It’s fine”
>>125528
Distractions are harder to come by. Across the street is a warehouse. On this side are a set of small commercial buildings, and row houses further down the street. It looks like a street does cross, a block or so up
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>>125532
Huffing in mild annoyance, he instead decides to look at the inside of the nearest shop to the right, wondering if they might be able to transport him along the street without being seen.
Huffing in mild annoyance, he instead decides to look at the inside of the nearest shop to the right, wondering if they might be able to transport him along the street without being seen.
>>125535
"Anyways, about your troubles...you will need some money, yes? For food, lodging, and eventually travel to Aquiliea?"
"Anyways, about your troubles...you will need some money, yes? For food, lodging, and eventually travel to Aquiliea?"
>>125537
Silver nods, goes through his bags for a few seconds, and pulls out 500 Bits worth of notes for her.
"Here."
Silver nods, goes through his bags for a few seconds, and pulls out 500 Bits worth of notes for her.
"Here."
>>125537
Silver seems a little upset at Jubilosa's claim of them being strangers, but he's trying to hide it behind a smile.
Silver seems a little upset at Jubilosa's claim of them being strangers, but he's trying to hide it behind a smile.
>>125541
Figuring it'll have to do, Iron beckons Sands to move along the edges of the buildings, doing their best to look like dishelved hobos, since they've been drenching themselves in dirty, polluted water.
Figuring it'll have to do, Iron beckons Sands to move along the edges of the buildings, doing their best to look like dishelved hobos, since they've been drenching themselves in dirty, polluted water.
>>125544
In both a caring gesture as well as to further sell the scene, he drapes a foreleg around her shoulders as they walk, hopefully giving Sands some heat through body contact as they exit the police scene.
In both a caring gesture as well as to further sell the scene, he drapes a foreleg around her shoulders as they walk, hopefully giving Sands some heat through body contact as they exit the police scene.
>>125546
For the second time that night, the griffin is hugged. This time, she cries into SIlver's floof, and not Khoi's
>>125545
And so he does. He stumbles forward carrying a bag on a stick, a briefcase, covered in bandages, and with a leg over the unicorn's shoulder. Sands is covered in towels, and has the outlines of something big and long over her back. Both are soaking wet. It's past 1:00 AM, and they are roaming the streets, carefully hugging the right side of the road for several blocks, until, when it seems clear, they dash over to the right side, and down a road that cuts westward deeper into town
For the second time that night, the griffin is hugged. This time, she cries into SIlver's floof, and not Khoi's
>>125545
And so he does. He stumbles forward carrying a bag on a stick, a briefcase, covered in bandages, and with a leg over the unicorn's shoulder. Sands is covered in towels, and has the outlines of something big and long over her back. Both are soaking wet. It's past 1:00 AM, and they are roaming the streets, carefully hugging the right side of the road for several blocks, until, when it seems clear, they dash over to the right side, and down a road that cuts westward deeper into town
>>125547
Huffing softly as his time is running out acording to himself, he tries to think possible ways to reach the Watering Hole in one piece with all his stuff.
Huffing softly as his time is running out acording to himself, he tries to think possible ways to reach the Watering Hole in one piece with all his stuff.
>>125548
Well... He has vague memories of when he walked to near here from Black Cauldron's apartment, and he kind of remembers the round about walk from the Eastside tavern
Probably a wisdom roll
Well... He has vague memories of when he walked to near here from Black Cauldron's apartment, and he kind of remembers the round about walk from the Eastside tavern
Probably a wisdom roll
>>125550
He realizes he just has to walk to a certain street before he's on familiar territory, and he can keep walking thereafter
He realizes he just has to walk to a certain street before he's on familiar territory, and he can keep walking thereafter
>>125551
With the path set on his mind, Iron starts moving once more towards his goal before this drug leaves his body.
With the path set on his mind, Iron starts moving once more towards his goal before this drug leaves his body.
>>125552
But does the suspicious looking pair get harassed by either criminal elements or the police? I need a pair of luck rolls
But does the suspicious looking pair get harassed by either criminal elements or the police? I need a pair of luck rolls
>>125555
Damn it, I missed the opportunity to shitpost on quads
Brie goes down the road, passing by Zu Lang's corpse and a pair of Gendarme drones scurrying forward. He goes up the hill to the town, where a pair of ponies, looks like a mare and a stallion, look over in curiosity at the scene before them. On the road a drone yells "Curfew begins soon, off the roads unless you have business" at ponies on the road, who trot about at pace. Going into the Police station, a couple drones rush in, as a earth pony mare secretary has a look of concern
Damn it, I missed the opportunity to shitpost on quads
Brie goes down the road, passing by Zu Lang's corpse and a pair of Gendarme drones scurrying forward. He goes up the hill to the town, where a pair of ponies, looks like a mare and a stallion, look over in curiosity at the scene before them. On the road a drone yells "Curfew begins soon, off the roads unless you have business" at ponies on the road, who trot about at pace. Going into the Police station, a couple drones rush in, as a earth pony mare secretary has a look of concern
>>125554
As Sands and Iron walk through the neighborhoods, past drunken walkers, loud conversations in groups, dead-looking trees and and dimly lit streets, they turn the corner to see a patrolling stallion who, through Iron's limited interactions with the city, he can recognize as a police officer, in dark blue uniform and cap. They try to walk past him, but he stares at them, before turning around and speaking to them
"Where are you two off to?"
As Sands and Iron walk through the neighborhoods, past drunken walkers, loud conversations in groups, dead-looking trees and and dimly lit streets, they turn the corner to see a patrolling stallion who, through Iron's limited interactions with the city, he can recognize as a police officer, in dark blue uniform and cap. They try to walk past him, but he stares at them, before turning around and speaking to them
"Where are you two off to?"
>>125557
Iron blinks slowly, half-lidded eyes looking towards the officer.
"I was planning to go to the bar," he answers somewhat tiredly "after all the walking around I had to do."
Iron blinks slowly, half-lidded eyes looking towards the officer.
"I was planning to go to the bar," he answers somewhat tiredly "after all the walking around I had to do."
>>125558
The officer pulls out a baton, stretches it, and pokes the briefcase
“A briefcase and a billet. And”
He looks over to Sands
“Towels?”
Then back to Iron
“Now where are you coming from?”
The officer pulls out a baton, stretches it, and pokes the briefcase
“A briefcase and a billet. And”
He looks over to Sands
“Towels?”
Then back to Iron
“Now where are you coming from?”
>>125559
Iron blinks once more, sighing softly. "I am coming from..." he pauses, blinking tiredly before pointing at a random direction, as he isn't knowledgable of street names. "there?"
Iron proceeds to shake his head a bit. "We are trying to get by with what we can find, sir," he continues "we are covered in dirty water and it is freezing out here, I can have a drink after a good haul at the docks."
Iron blinks once more, sighing softly. "I am coming from..." he pauses, blinking tiredly before pointing at a random direction, as he isn't knowledgable of street names. "there?"
Iron proceeds to shake his head a bit. "We are trying to get by with what we can find, sir," he continues "we are covered in dirty water and it is freezing out here, I can have a drink after a good haul at the docks."
>>125560
The mare is kind of confused, but says to Brie
"He - he should be upstairs right now. There is some sort of emergency"
>>125561
"'A good haul,' you say? Because you have the briefcase of a business professional, the billet of a homeless person, you have a mare with you, and you're covered in seawater. All of that seems more than a little off to me. You didn't happen to, oh, I don't know, snatch that briefcase off a businessman and jump in the water to evade capture, did you?"
The mare is kind of confused, but says to Brie
"He - he should be upstairs right now. There is some sort of emergency"
>>125561
"'A good haul,' you say? Because you have the briefcase of a business professional, the billet of a homeless person, you have a mare with you, and you're covered in seawater. All of that seems more than a little off to me. You didn't happen to, oh, I don't know, snatch that briefcase off a businessman and jump in the water to evade capture, did you?"
>>125562
Brie opens his mouth to respond for a moment, but ends up staring slack-jawed at the secretary. He closes his mouth and begins heading up the stairs unceremoniously.
Brie opens his mouth to respond for a moment, but ends up staring slack-jawed at the secretary. He closes his mouth and begins heading up the stairs unceremoniously.
>>125563
No one stops to question Brie in this moment, not for a lack of people present. A pony rushes past him down the stairs, A drone rushes upwards. It's whitewash walls, tile floors, and wooden stairs up to the second level, where a set of offices split off of a room. A room directly ahead has two drones rush into it, wearing field grey and white fur
No one stops to question Brie in this moment, not for a lack of people present. A pony rushes past him down the stairs, A drone rushes upwards. It's whitewash walls, tile floors, and wooden stairs up to the second level, where a set of offices split off of a room. A room directly ahead has two drones rush into it, wearing field grey and white fur
>>125564
"Beruhigen Sie sich" Brie says, continuing toward the most official looking room/office/whatever.
"Beruhigen Sie sich" Brie says, continuing toward the most official looking room/office/whatever.
>>125562
Iron shakes his head. "I have not," he answers truthfully "I found it floating on the water under the docks, finding nothing aside from a few papers that looked brownish. I had to get a little dirty in order to take it, which is why I am soaked."
He pauses slightly, glancing over at Sands to help out with his testimony before returning his gaze to the officer.
[1d20+1 = 2]
<Bluff roll
Iron shakes his head. "I have not," he answers truthfully "I found it floating on the water under the docks, finding nothing aside from a few papers that looked brownish. I had to get a little dirty in order to take it, which is why I am soaked."
He pauses slightly, glancing over at Sands to help out with his testimony before returning his gaze to the officer.
[1d20+1 = 2]
<Bluff roll
>>125565
Brie moves down the hall, and at the end finds an office with glass walls and blinds on a corner. It's definitely the biggest.
Inside is a big, wooden desk (no fancy veneer though), with a black leather chair, windows on two walls, filing cabinets and a big, white flag with some kind of black and green markings on it. But there is nocreature in this room
>>125566
"Uh huh. I'm going to have to do a search for stolen goods or weapons. You're free to go if nothing is found."
Brie moves down the hall, and at the end finds an office with glass walls and blinds on a corner. It's definitely the biggest.
Inside is a big, wooden desk (no fancy veneer though), with a black leather chair, windows on two walls, filing cabinets and a big, white flag with some kind of black and green markings on it. But there is nocreature in this room
>>125566
"Uh huh. I'm going to have to do a search for stolen goods or weapons. You're free to go if nothing is found."
>>125567
Iron looks suspiciously at the 'officer', considering that being searched like that is justifiably a reason to protest.
"On what authority do you base your ability to 'search' ponies like it is your privilege?" he demands "How can I trust a random pony to look at my stuff and get away with taking the stuff I've found just because he is dressed in a particular way?"
Iron looks suspiciously at the 'officer', considering that being searched like that is justifiably a reason to protest.
"On what authority do you base your ability to 'search' ponies like it is your privilege?" he demands "How can I trust a random pony to look at my stuff and get away with taking the stuff I've found just because he is dressed in a particular way?"
[1d20+3 = 19]
[1d3 = 3]
>>125574
A drone rushes in, and pulls something off the desk in front of Brie. It takes a moment, but when he pulls away he slows down, and looks back at Brie
“Are you looking for Zu Lang?”
>>125573
Iron doesn’t have ten strength. Maybe 7
The pony pulls back the on the briefcase, then Sabds yells
“Are you with the fascists?”
Irritated, he responds
“No!”
Sands growls to Iron “stop it, you’ll piss him off”
Then she yells to him,
“Then who are you with?”
“Baltimare PD, what does it look like?”
[1d3 = 3]
>>125574
A drone rushes in, and pulls something off the desk in front of Brie. It takes a moment, but when he pulls away he slows down, and looks back at Brie
“Are you looking for Zu Lang?”
>>125573
Iron doesn’t have ten strength. Maybe 7
The pony pulls back the on the briefcase, then Sabds yells
“Are you with the fascists?”
Irritated, he responds
“No!”
Sands growls to Iron “stop it, you’ll piss him off”
Then she yells to him,
“Then who are you with?”
“Baltimare PD, what does it look like?”
>>125573
>>125577
He pulls away the briefcase, and looks back to White Sands
"There was a drop off of something. Information, we think, but we don't know what. We didn't open it. It was thrown in the water and we dove in to retrieve it. We were going to deliver it to the PON. Please don't mind my friend here. He's an Anarchist, if you didn't already know"
>>125577
He pulls away the briefcase, and looks back to White Sands
"There was a drop off of something. Information, we think, but we don't know what. We didn't open it. It was thrown in the water and we dove in to retrieve it. We were going to deliver it to the PON. Please don't mind my friend here. He's an Anarchist, if you didn't already know"
>>125575
"No, I have him right here." He says gesturing to one of the heads. "I'm waiting for Marcrurus."
"No, I have him right here." He says gesturing to one of the heads. "I'm waiting for Marcrurus."
>>125585
Still standing straight, a green glow encapsulates the file, and brings it through the air closer to Brie
Still standing straight, a green glow encapsulates the file, and brings it through the air closer to Brie
>>125586
"Vielen Dank. Ich hätte es ignoriert, aber ich interessiere mich immer für Dinge, die andere schnell unter meinem Snoot herausholen."
He begins to look the file over.
"Vielen Dank. Ich hätte es ignoriert, aber ich interessiere mich immer für Dinge, die andere schnell unter meinem Snoot herausholen."
He begins to look the file over.
>>125587
He starts to move back, away and out of the room. But he stops, and stands there, still looking at Brie
The file concerns orders of Love acquisition from the areas of Haysabi and the Onibwe Nation. It looks like the area can substitute its love quota for a certain amount of Taconite above its Taconite Quota
He starts to move back, away and out of the room. But he stops, and stands there, still looking at Brie
The file concerns orders of Love acquisition from the areas of Haysabi and the Onibwe Nation. It looks like the area can substitute its love quota for a certain amount of Taconite above its Taconite Quota
>>125588
Brie closes the file and hands it over, while making a mental note of "Taconite?" and then resumes a only mildly irritated posture.
Brie closes the file and hands it over, while making a mental note of "Taconite?" and then resumes a only mildly irritated posture.
>>125590
"Macrurus is in his office..."
He takes the file, and leaves the room, with a kind of uncertainty
>>125589
The officer opens the Briefcase, and looks in
Sands: "We weren't sure who we could trust"
He looks through the documents in the Briefcase
"You don't want to help the Fascists, do you?"
He peers through more
Sands: "And that's it"
He closes the briefcase, and places it down on the ground, next to Iron
"Have a nice night"
He walks off
"Macrurus is in his office..."
He takes the file, and leaves the room, with a kind of uncertainty
>>125589
The officer opens the Briefcase, and looks in
Sands: "We weren't sure who we could trust"
He looks through the documents in the Briefcase
"You don't want to help the Fascists, do you?"
He peers through more
Sands: "And that's it"
He closes the briefcase, and places it down on the ground, next to Iron
"Have a nice night"
He walks off
>>125591
Brie sits in contemplation wondering not entirely but moderately, how long is this Macrurus going to make me wait?
Brie sits in contemplation wondering not entirely but moderately, how long is this Macrurus going to make me wait?
>>125591
Iron lets out a small breath once the officer got out of earshot before picking the bag up, looking appreciatedly at Sands before nodding at her, beckoning her to keep moving, lest they get stopped again for the night.
Iron lets out a small breath once the officer got out of earshot before picking the bag up, looking appreciatedly at Sands before nodding at her, beckoning her to keep moving, lest they get stopped again for the night.
>>125597
Breathing softly, he attempts to enter the establishment to find a table in order to lure Cauldron in.
Breathing softly, he attempts to enter the establishment to find a table in order to lure Cauldron in.
>>125597
"Brie Achtzig-Sechs. A pleasure. Congratulations on your promotion by the way." Cordially, Brie stands to greet the drone.
"Brie Achtzig-Sechs. A pleasure. Congratulations on your promotion by the way." Cordially, Brie stands to greet the drone.
>>125598
It's pretty crowded, but there is a seat at the bar
Sands:
"Alright.... we're here. Now what do we do?"
It's pretty crowded, but there is a seat at the bar
Sands:
"Alright.... we're here. Now what do we do?"
>>125601
"We wait," Iron concludes, hoping Cauldron herself isn't too spooked off by the appearance of a sudden unicorn mare on his side.
"We wait," Iron concludes, hoping Cauldron herself isn't too spooked off by the appearance of a sudden unicorn mare on his side.
>>125602
It's hard to say how long passes, but the overworked bartender does not get to Iron before he hears
"What happened?"
From behind
It's hard to say how long passes, but the overworked bartender does not get to Iron before he hears
"What happened?"
From behind
>>125600
Brie accepts the hoof-shake, silently thinking 'ah, someone around here has manners'.
"I'm preparing a debrief for the Queen regarding the situation here. First and foremost, I would like to know if you have any pertinent information that you feel should be included. In particular I'm looking to address what preventative measures might have avoided this situation. For example, there are some drones who noticed changes in Lang and his associates, but seemed,... shall we say,... reluctant to make an issue out of it. Additionally, I'm interested in any compounds or substances that Lang may have come into contact with that may have caused his and their transformations."
Brie accepts the hoof-shake, silently thinking 'ah, someone around here has manners'.
"I'm preparing a debrief for the Queen regarding the situation here. First and foremost, I would like to know if you have any pertinent information that you feel should be included. In particular I'm looking to address what preventative measures might have avoided this situation. For example, there are some drones who noticed changes in Lang and his associates, but seemed,... shall we say,... reluctant to make an issue out of it. Additionally, I'm interested in any compounds or substances that Lang may have come into contact with that may have caused his and their transformations."
>>125604
"Oh..." He starts to almost frown. "For preventative measures... communication occurs only between equals. Hierarchy is not conducive to honesty... Don't tell the queen I said that, though. As for where it came from... I'm assuming you're talking about what happened in the mine. We never figured it out. I think they suffered nerve damage that affected their shape-shifting from this paralysis poison the natives put on their arrows. But I would hardly be a surprise if it were something more directly supernatural, like a curse. The ponies can do that, at least we think some of them can, and we have no idea what the natives can do"
>>125605
Indeed it is, none other than the Zebra mare. She's larger than White Sands, and definitely more muscular and less.... skinny
"Oh..." He starts to almost frown. "For preventative measures... communication occurs only between equals. Hierarchy is not conducive to honesty... Don't tell the queen I said that, though. As for where it came from... I'm assuming you're talking about what happened in the mine. We never figured it out. I think they suffered nerve damage that affected their shape-shifting from this paralysis poison the natives put on their arrows. But I would hardly be a surprise if it were something more directly supernatural, like a curse. The ponies can do that, at least we think some of them can, and we have no idea what the natives can do"
>>125605
Indeed it is, none other than the Zebra mare. She's larger than White Sands, and definitely more muscular and less.... skinny
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