Up in the North, the ponies have successfully found who, or rather, what was damaging the mine. But their quest is not over, as they go to look for the source of the trouble. In Baltimare, Iron, Silver, and Dark Star enjoy the fruits of defeating the cultists, while Midnight herds the remaining rescues.
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>>128179Iron simply listens with interest, actually hearing something informative on both this supposed danger and her potential past. "How cowardly," the native comments at this seemingly absurd background Sands is painting "but how can you be so sure?"
>>128181"You could also come to me. I have no problem buying you firmer mattress if this does not work out."
>>128183"All you have just said, obviously."
>>128185"Because I know what I have heard and what I have seen, and who I have not seen or heard from since."
>>128184Keskoo prances around the quicksand mattress, and says
"Then I will take this one!"
>>128186Iron hums softly as he made himself comfortable. "I will think about it," he offers Sands "Anything else before I close my eyes for the rest of the day, most likely?"
>>128187She blinks
"Already? Did you sell the guns and the other items?"
>>128186"Alright, great! Let us find associate who can ring up purchase."
>>128189"What about night stands? Or a table? Or...." She moves her twists her head
"A sewing machine?"
>>128188"As I said, the guns are probably going to be necessary in the long run, so I did not," Iron replies "not that it would have given much profit, considering its specifics from what I have been told. The gems have been sold off, I trust Cauldron can exchange the bonds without issue and the fluids I would rather not think too hard about, unless you have something in mind for them."
>>128191She blinks
"So do you have the money?"
>>128192"On me? No." Iron replies "I have done my investment. Now it is only a matter of time before it pays back tenfold."
>>128190Silver has an...uneasy look on his face. He contemplates things for a few seconds, then looks at Keskoo.
"Alright. If you can stay here, look at various furnishings and pick out what you want to buy, I will go out to nearest cart dealership and buy cart for us to transport everything back to apartment."
>>128193She blinks again
"Where's the money?"
>>128194But Silver already has a cart"Oh, alright"
As she walks over to a dresser, she sees a mirror, and looks into it. She stares into it, and, with magic aura, starts to pull at her tangled mane
>>128195Yeah, but he left it at the beach house, and it won't be able to handle all of the weight of the furniture we're gonna buy."I will be back soon."
Silver leaves her to browse the store's selection while he goes to a cart dealership for something that can carry everything.
>>128195"In a safe place," Iron promptly answers.
>>128196Down the road, Silver goes through dense sets of buildings as if he would never find anything, until he encounters a store that does indeed have carts for sale inside, through a giant set of doors
Silver sees his options now. Larger wooden carts, often hooking up two ponies or more, made for industrial and agricultural purposes. Low to the ground, they would make it easier to load and unload
>>128197She scrunches, then looks away
"Oh, alright. If you say so..."
>>128198"Did you want it for something in particular?"
>>128199"Money is freedom, or at least it's hard to be free without money. And it's better to keep it on you than locked away in some distant place"
>>128198This is definitely something that fits Silver's needs, assuming it has a large enough weight capacity.
>>128200"It frankly is not, honestly," Iron replies as he makes himself comfortable for the third time "more along the lines of power and agency underneath this society than freedom."
>>128201The axles and bed certainly can take the weight. Whether the pony pulling it can is another matter
>>128202She pulls her hooves back, and narrows her eyes at him, but she does not say anything
>>128203I guess we'll see. Silver will buy it.
>>128205I know, right?>>128206Silver finds a salespony. It takes a little convincing for the salespony to understand that Silver will be buying it outright with cash, but for about 200 bits, it's Silver's
>>128207True to Silver's word, he pays the 200 Bits then and there. Once it's payed, he hitches himself to it with the goal of taking it back to the furniture store.
>>128208Hitched up, Silver can feel that the thing is fortunately (mostly) balanced out by having four wheels, and so it doesn't weigh him down or pull him up. It's a little heavy in its own right, kind of difficult to get moving. But Silver gets it there, finding he has to park it essentially on the curb in front of the store
>>128209Once he unhitches himself, he goes inside to look for Keskoo.
>>128210Keskoo is looking at tables, having found one with a darker color (that does
not match the bed). Loputu is with her, and seems to be, or was, talking to her
>>128205Low charisma usually does that.>>128204Iron glances at Sands before lightly petting her head. "I would not worry about it, love," he utters calmly, grinning softly ",you will be able to do whatever you want soon. For now it is all about building up the skeleton for your definition of freedom."
>>128212She flinches back, closes her eyes, and her ears fall flat to her neck as Iron pets her head. She opens her eyes to look back at Iron thereafter. The ears return to a normal position after another few seconds. She blinks, but not not say anything in response
>>128213Figuring it'd be best to end this little conversation at a reasonably happy note, Iron retracts her hoof and slowly closes his eyes, losing himself in the comfort of both bed and
completely normal unicorn. "Feel free to do whatever for now," his last words were "take some money if you want to, but not more than 500 bits, or else we will find it difficult to have a roof over our heads, alright?"
>>128214Her eyes go wide, and her ears rotate towards him
“Alright...
>>128215With a nod, Iron proceeds to kiss Sands' snoot before fully closing his eyes, letting sleep overtake him and finally getting some actual rest.
>>128216This action seems to surprise her, as she finches and widens her eyes yet again.
>>128217Iron couldn't help but smile softly at the last action's reaction, sticking on his face for a while as the resting hours began.
>>128211Silver trots up to the pair.
"Alright, I got cart. Have you found anything you like?"
>>128225Are we going to continue with the wolves tonight?
>>128228Sure. A dayish late
>>128011Grey Wolf:
"Why would you help them, and why would they send a pony?"
The white wolf tilts her head in intrigue
"Did they send you as an emissary to us?"
The grey wolf, as if in response to her says
"In all this time they have yet to send one"
>>128227She turns back to look at him
"Well... there is this nice one here"
She walks over towards a night stand that is a little darker than the bed, but also is not coated in varnish. It has a few wheat ears as decoration
"And then there is a table here..."
She walks still further again to another table that is also somewhat dark, and has a corn ear underneath as decoration. It's not hard to imagine at least the table fitting into her room
>>128229"I help because both changelings and the ponies they have under forced labor need protection. Changelings seem to fear the woods, so I was a good choice. Unfortunately, they don't seem to be interested in diplomacy. However, I suppose I may represent ponies as they were and now are under new rulership."
>>128230The white wolf answers first
"As they should fear the woods. If they stay away, it is better for us. I am not so sure about the old ponies, but where is this 'new rulership'?"
The grey wolf then asks,
"What are they interested in, if not diplomacy?"