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>>130653"Yes" She nods, and smiles awkwardly. She walks off
White Sands asks
"So... you don't seem to know modern society very well... Where are you from, exactly?"
>>130654"Oh! That's so neat! My name is Slow Burn. I'm not a priest yet, but I'm an assistant to the Priestess here. I hope to be a deacon someday."
>>130655"From the jungle," Iron replies as his mind pondered where exactly he should go.
>>130656Whit Sands walks out, and starts to walk on her own, leading Iron
"I know you had never seen a phone before. Not only that, the concept was completely alien. Say, how much _do_ you know about Changelings. I mean, what did you know before coming to this city?"
>>130657"Only heard about them as some sort of story for foals to behave and follow the rules the elders taught," he continues "did not really buy it, considering how brutal they were depicted as."
>>130659"But what did they
say?"
>>130658"Oh, it's great! I get to help in the rituals, and talk to all sorts of ponies. Mostly older mares, but all sorts of ponies! I decided to serve after there was this terrible terrible storm and I though our house would wash away, and then the sun came through the clouds and it was the most incredible thing ever! There were some other things but I think that was the biggest thing -"
>>130660"They tear your chest open and eat your heart while you're still alive and tied up with some gooey stuff," Iron explains stoically "then others come along and eat the rest of the victim piece by piece. All because the pony thought it was a good idea to trust a stranger to lead him into a secret fun spot, or whatever other secluded place the elder could think of."
He slowly turns to see Sands, having trotted up next to her. "Ones like to throw in a mocking, sadistic tone while they do that, others prefer to paint them as cold, calcuating predators. It is up to the elder."
>>130661"Well I don't know if it was a real 'miracle, more like a reminder of how bright and beautiful life can be in the toughest of times and to never give up hope, but yeah Princess Celestia controls th sun so it wouldn't be there without her anyways. There are a lot of ponies! Most of them want something though. But there was this one stallion a few days ago who came in who said he fought zombies and it was really interesting, like a comic book or something -"
>>130662"Well, we've seen hearts ripped out and victims eaten piece by piece, but it wasn't Changelings doing it. The
Elders tell you this?"
>>130663Iron nods. "I doubt they actually believe it," he adds "probably they are simply retelling what the last elder told them, going back for far longer than I was alive."
>>130664"Uh huh. Did you tell me that you didn't know who the Princess is? Or was?"
>>130663"Zombies?! I know city life can be very queer, but I've never heard of zombies being around before."Rolling knowledge (history, hopefully this is the right one for the job) regarding zombinos in Equestria:
[1d20+6 = 22] >>130665Iron shakes his head. "Most I heard is that they do not believe the Sun is moved by a pony, and therefore nopony really talks about her."
>>130666>Artifiicial 22>Satan TripsZombies are associated with Coljun culture (uncomfirmed for any acual zombies), an alleged outbreak of Zombies in Albion a couple hundred years ago (questionable), and myths of a great zombie war in Northern Griffonia.
"Oh yes! He says he fought zombies with sword and gun in some old underground... place. He came back with these glasses full of salt and they had spirits in them or something"
>>130667"What had you heard about the outside world?"
>>130668"Nothing much, as that sort of talk is only for the elders to discuss," Iron explains.
>>130669"Who were the elders?" She asks
>>130668Amber tries to suppress a giggle.
"Old ponies love to tell tall tales. He was probably just dealing with some nasty critters, and I bet those salts had liquor in them. He sure sounds like an interesting storyteller though." >>130670"A bunch of old coots that keep track of the knowledge gained through ponies on their spiritual journey," he answers "some of them were promoted to elders if they bring tons of knowledge and resources. Cannot enter their group otherwise."
>>130671"No no! There were blue auras of magic that rose up to the ceiling! He said there were real zomies!"
>>130672"When was the last time you talked to your mother or father?" She asks
>>130673"Last time I spoke to mother was... 2 seasons ago while my father about 1 or so," Iron answers, softly poking his chin "...I hope they do not miss me too much back there."
>>130673Amber narrows her eyes skeptically.
"Zombies are an old mares' tale, and those stories are from a long ways away. It's not that hard for an unicorn to make dancing lights; he probably wasn't an unicorn but I'm sure he found some way to do it." >>130674She takes in a long breath, and hold it.
"I don't even know how long it's been, for me"
She continues walking
>>130675"The bottles did it on their own! I saw it!"
>>130676Iron nods stoically. "I will probably reach your level soon," he comments absent-mindedly.
>>130677She blinks
"And that's okay with you?"
>>130678"...not really," he answers "but I do not have high hopes I will be able to see them in less than... 16 seasons or something like that with my lackluster achievments so far."
>>130676"It wouldn't be the first time a pony used magic secretly and claimed it was something more. I'd want to believe you but I think you've been hoodwinked." She suddenly looks a bit bashful.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to be so brusque…" >>130679"What constitutes an achievement?" She asks
>>130680He droops
"Oh..."
>>130681Iron shrugs. "I have no idea," he promptly answers "this is supposed to be a spiritual journey, so the details were less than precise. At least I should have material proof of my success."
>>130681She rubs her fetlock against her leg, looking to the side.
"So, erm…you really do get ponies from all over Equestria?" >>130683"Most are from around here, but there are some from the swamps, from Canterlot, from Fillydelphia, from Bales, from Vanhoover, and other places. At least I think there are."
>>130682She turns her head forward
"Well, I know I have to report back... You know, I
don't have any material proof of success... or any success to report... I am kind of afraid" Her ears fall slightly back, and she frowns
>>130684Iron nods. "I feel you," he answers "disappointing the ones that took care of you and expect you to do amazing things only to give nothing really hurts."
He briefly glances forwards as well, admittedly still downcast.
>>130684She resumes a small smile and looks at Slow Burn.
"That's really interesting.
I've been trotting around the city all day and I've noticed how different every neighborhood is from another. Have been around all of Baltimare before?" >>130686"Oh, yes I have! I am from south of the city, but I live in the North now."
>>130685She nods, and looks forward. She leads him around a corner, and is most definitely leading
"It seems your situation is a lot like mine, in many ways..."
>>130687He nods back, agreeing with her overall evaluation, keeping any potential comments that could ruin the moment in his mouth as he keeps on following her without any complaints.
>>130688She stops
"Alright... Here is the Equestrian Union station... I can't go to a consulate... let's see if they let me send it"
>>130689"Oh, there are plenty of houses and old apartment buildings. There's the river down there and the old hospital. Some areas are nice, but many are run down. There's many old mills there. Most of the city is north of the river, but there are towns south of there. Those are more like the old Equestria"
>>130690Iron nods. "Shall I accompany you or do you prefer to be alone on this?" he offers.
>>130692With a nod, Iron steps forth. "I will come with, then," he proclaims stoically.
[1d20 = 5]>>130694"Oh, well there's this cathedral, there's the movie theater, there's some farms, there's the paper mill, there's the monastery with the orphanage, there are some nice restaurants, the's the town of Northside and the waterfront there -"
>>130693"Alright..."
She walks in . Whatever else Iron may think of White Sands, she is rather pleasing to look at from behind.
She walks in, and towards a mare, hoofing her a letter. She says a few words, evidently city names
>>130695The nice landscape Iron's currently is seeing only serves to reminds his own issues regarding his opinion on the painting.
Iron waits without saying a word as the transfer starts.
[1d20 = 19]>>130696"Sorry, we'e not sending to there-"
"Well what about..."
>>130697Uh..."Oh, there's the carnival, there are places to go to the beach, there's the zoo -"
>>130698Iron's ear flicker at the rejection yet keeps calm, knowing his own input won't really matte.
[1d20 = 16]>>130699"Yes, we can send to that city"
White Sands breathes out, visibly relieved
>>130700No... But the river is south and the bay is east"Oh yes! There's a Ferris wheel and everything! And all sorts of strange beasts!"
[1d5 = 2]>>130699>>130701She comes back. She is shaking
"Message sent..."
>>130701Iron can't but exhale as well, wondering what is her next move.
>>130703"I guess she'll be sending one back..."
>>130704"I suppose we will pick it up here?" he asks
>>130705"Yes. Here." She answers
>>130706"Oh there are almost certainly dragons in Baltimare"
>>130707Iron nods. "Alright," he answers "at least they will know you are alive."
>>130709"Oh yes! There could be nice ones, even though there are mean ones. It' s always great meeting new ponies!"
>>130708"Yes... She will... I hope she will be happy about that"
>>130710"A lot of expectations from you?" he asks.
>>130710"I don't want to take up too much of your time but…I have another question." She taps the stone floor of the sacristy
? with her hoof nervously.
"Does the church offer any loans?" >>130712"Well... We try to sometimes help those in need...
But we're not allowed to charge interest, and loans are risky... It's a tough subject"
>>130711"Well, I don't have anything to show"
>>130714"I understand," Iron replies before looking from side to side, considering his options for the day.
>>130714She's blushing as she looks at the floor, with her auburn mane nearly touching her white-tinged snout.
"I rented an apartment as cheaply as I could but even so I didn't have enough money for the down payment, and I was told I didn't have any options. I had to take a loan from a local bar…I'll pay it back no problem in a week but being in debt is such an itchy feeling. I'm just wondering if you have any advice." Okay, I have to sleep for the night
>>130715Iron's options are known but to him
>>130716He tilts his head
"You took a loan out from a
bar?"
>>130720"Anything else you may want to do for the day?" Iron asks Sands.
>>130721She looks anxious, as her head is locked forward looking at nothing
"I've never been in prison and released, but I imagine it must be like this. Being released from prison, I mean. What
do you do after being in a cage for so long, being separated from any ties you have in greater society? No job anymore, no family here..."
>>130722Iron's ears droop as he heard Sands' response with a nod. "I apologize for putting that burden on you," he offers, vines swinging inside his head in an attempt to find out what sort of thing they could "...maybe you would want to come along to some of my potential jobs."
>>130723"I don't know what else I would do, as I wait for mother"
>>130724Iron nods once more as he pokes his chin. "At what time would you estimate the response to arrive?" he promptly as he starts to turn his body towards the door while still looking at Sands.
>>130725"In the past it took less than an hour, but the world is different and the situation with me is different. I don't know."
>>130726"Then let us see if we can find something that is worth our while," Iron replies as he starts to walk out the building, feeling like visiting the illegal live animal seller or Cauldron after she's done with her teaching. Considering the latter pony is going to be stuck for a while in the restaurant, he plans to first pass along the restaurant in order to find out if she managed to finish Khoi's training for the day and if true, ask her about where to find some gangster jobs. Otherwise he'd go to the former mare for that same reason. Sands can, at any moment, propose something herself if something pops into her mind.
>>130727Alright, they presumably walk back to the restaurant
>>130728Correct, in search for the mythical striped zebra mare with reluctant affiliations to the mob for a more private talk, without the father present, to be more precise.
>>130729Iron walks into the restaurant. Blanche is there, but Oke, Cauldron, and Khoi are not in line of sight
>>130730Spotting Blanche, Iron walks towards her without much pretext. "I should have asked this the last time I was here, but is Cauldron available for a little chat?"
>>130731She looks to him, and has a mostly neutral expression
"She's in the kitchen. I don't know how much time she has"
>>130732Iron nods, rubbing his chin softly. "Do you know when she will be free?" he asks instead.
>>130733"No... She doesn't take smoke breaks. You can go back and ask, or I can"
>>130734"Go back as in, go inside the food preparing spot?" Iron asks with a tilt of his head.
>>130736"Oh, then I will do that," Iron concludes as he starts to walk towards the entrance to the kitchen.
>>130737Iron moves towards the back of the room, towards steel doors, as Blanche watches him cautiously. Opening the door, Iron can see Black Cauldron in a white garb with a hair shield, and Khoi in a similar white garb with an overly stretched hair shield
>>130738Seeing all the hair shielding on Cauldron and Khoi make him tilt his head softly as he tries closing the steel doors before prancing towards the two mares. "Huh," Iron lets out in order to announce himself "that is one strange set of clothes. Should I be wearing it right now?"
>>130739I know Sardonic is going to go "ackshually, it's called 'x'," but the point is they are wearing clothing to prevent hair from getting in the food, and I don't have the time to figure out what those things are calledBlack Cauldron walks up to him
"yes. What do you need?"
>>130740Iron turns his head before back at Cauldron. "I may want to... exercise my forelegs for a reward, if you get what I mean," he whispers to her "Do you have anything of the sort?"
"No. I don't." She walks up closer, and seems to be trying to get him out of the kitchen
>>130742With a nod, Iron turns around to get out of the kitchen. "Alright," he answers "sorry for disturbing you." He glances at Khoi and waves with a "I know you can do it, Khoi! You have that spark in you!" before complying with Cauldron's wishes fully, exiting the kitchen.
>>130743She follows him out of the kitchen. Khoi watches Iron
>>130744Iron's ear flickers at hearing Cauldron's steps behind him still, glancing a bit sideways in anticipation.
>>130746"Oh, I figured you were about to tell me something else," Iron replies as he stands outside the kitchen with a tilt of his head "...are you?"
>>130747She waves her head
"Did you come here because you thought I was going to say something?"
>>130748"More like have somehing productive to do," Iron clarifies "since I am a bit too free currently."
[1d3 = 2]>>130749She tilts her head
"You want something to do?"
>>130750Iron nods to confirm her suspicions.
>>130751"There are always things to do, but I am training Khoi at the moment. The regular cook will be here shortly"
>>130752"Oh, I did not mean to take away from Khoi's training time," Iron replies with a little shake of his head "but I do want to help on keeping her salary affordable."