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Occupied Equestria - The Thread That Came Late
Anonymous
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No.133503
133506 135124
In Changelingia (West Equestria), Brie gains the support of a Changeling queen for his endeavors. Spark is doing his best to help an ill Wolf spiritual leader.

In Free Equestria (East Equestria), Iron is trying to intimidate a group of criminal griffin interlopers. Fantasy Play is helping to shut down an Anarchist press. Silver is helping his new household. Amber Sunset is walking through the city, and Dark Star has just finished helping the orphans.
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Amber Sunset
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No.136939
136940
She shrugs. "That ain't anything new to me, at one point I was lucky to have a mess of beans a day."[/color] She adopts a more curious expression. "What do you normally do around this time?"
Anonymous
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No.136940
136941
>>136939
"On good days when I have the time? Go to the Pache, or the Albion Cafe here in west side. With a little less time, I can go by the salad bar and eat there or take something back. But many days I have to check inventory or fill out requests to manufacturers or hem something or deal with any of these extortionists that lurk the city... On those times I bring something to work, or go with nothing at all."
Amber Sunset
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No.136941
136942
>>136940
"Oh, I see." She looks out the front window and continues, "Mind if I have a look around?"
Anonymous
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No.136942
136943
>>136941
"A look around what?"
Amber Sunset
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No.136943
136944
>>136942
"Outside. I won't be long." If that is deemed acceptable Amber will wander near the vicinity of the shop, more to stretch her legs and feel the brisk air more than anything else.
Anonymous
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No.136944
136945
>>136943
“Heh, I’m flattered that you think the city belongs to me, but I don’t own anything more than a lease on this shop, a small home on a quarter of an acre in north town, and a tiny loft in Canterlot I haven’t been able to rid myself of in the last decade. So I can’t really claim to give permission to enter the great outside one way or another. Yes, you’re on lunch break. Be back at 1 PM sharp.”
Amber Sunset
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No.136945
136946
>>136944
Amber nods and goes and wanders aimlessly for that time.
brb
Anonymous
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No.136946
136950
>>136945
Looking outside, Amber can see the sharp contrasts of Baltimare, with colonial style houses, rundown brick tenements, neo-classical styled government buildings, glass and stainless steel modern office buildings, and old townhouses just a few blocks from each other. Oddly dressed strange creatures walk down some areas, while unicorns who look like they could be walking the streets of Canterlot, occupy different corners. Some streets have trash and boarded up windows, some are at least respectable. Of course Amber does not see the absolute extremes of each position - nothing in this part of town looks as bad as the average of the buildings by the shoreline, and she’s yet to see a true aristocracy anywhere in this city, but the contrast is noticeable. Mostly, it’s by the street, with some streets nicer than others. The particular street Amber has found employment on, as well as a few around it, are fairly respectable, and are home to government buildings and corporate offices. Not many blocks down are older residential buildings of a lesser character, and the shops that survive there are a bit less aligned with high society. There are several more advertisements for job openings, which are overwhelmingly for entry level positions like Amber’s.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.136947
136948
>>136919
Silver tilts his head at this display, but answers promptly.

"Most cultists survived, and were arrested. Those from abroad will be extradited to Griffonia, likely to be dealt with by their Inquisition. Locals were also arrested, but will likely go through our own criminal justice system for their crimes. Inner circle, including Sweet Boek, was killed in fighting twice, once when we first fought them, second after Boek resurrected them."
Anonymous
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No.136948
137096
>>136947
She pauses and blinks
“Did you... find anything? Recover anything? Books, idols, any kind of tangible artifacts?”
Anonymous
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No.136950
136953
>>136946
Sorry I took so long
Amber takes a casual look at these employment ads, to see how they compare with her current line of work. Perhaps there's something with non-overlapping work hours?
Anonymous
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No.136953
136955
>>136950
Some retail and operator positions do seem to occupy later times in the day, including night shift
Anonymous
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No.136955
136961
>>136953
Operator…like with telephones? Before she asks about that in person, however, she looks to see how the nightshift of retail would differ from the day.
Anonymous
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No.136961
136962
>>136955
If Amber was hoping for a chemical plant or refinery operator job, a job as a crane operator, or even as a special forces operator (in Equestria!)... she'd be disappointed, as none of those jobs are advertised. Only telephone operators, according to the descriptions in the respective posters.

Mostly the commercial services night shift jobs are in grocers, drug stores, coffee shops, and occasional diners, restaurants, or bars.
Amber Sunset
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No.136962
136963
>>136961
A restaurant gig doesn't sound too bad…
She ask about what this entails.
Anonymous
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No.136963
136964
>>136962
A mare at a stand directs her to another mare, who explains that waitress, hostess, cleaning, and in some but not most restaurants, cook jobs are available.

Bartending requires more experience.
Anonymous
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No.136964
136965
>>136963
'What's the difference between a waitress and a hostess?"
Anonymous
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No.136965
136966
>>136964
Somehow, the black maned grey earth pony in front of her looks exceptionally round. It's not fat... it's not fat at all, it's just... something about her hindquarters looks a bit more... "thick."

"Well, the hostess greats ponies... err, creatures, or whatever they are calling them these days, at the door, and helps set them up at their table, usually directing them herself."
Anonymous
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No.136966
136967
>>136965
Amber's ears perk up and she gives a wide smile. "I can do that!"

乇 乂 ㄒ 尺 卂 ㄒ 卄 丨 匚 匚
Anonymous
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No.136967
>>136966
She smiles;

"Yeah, it's pretty straightforward most of the time."

I can't believe it's just so round, it's like out there...
Amber Sunset
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No.136968
136969
She blinks. “So I have to keep track of reservations and make sure everypony has a seat?"
How is it that shape? It must be difficult sitting in a lot of chairs…though exceptionally comfortable.
Anonymous
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No.136969
136981
>>136968
She nods, still smiling

"Oh yes! Just take note of who is there when, what sized tables are available, who has reservations, any suspicious persons coming in, answer any questions ponies have, keep track of wait time... give out menus... there's more but I can't think of it off the top of my head."

You kind of have to wonder if she accidentally knocks items off shelves in shops.
Anonymous
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No.136970
136971
But I do have to go to sleep now...
Anonymous
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No.136971
>>136970
Alright…
Amber Sunset
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No.136981
136989
>>136969
"That sounds like fun! If I may ask, what are the hours? I'm already working at a store in the day…"
I wonder how she got that way. A pony would have to pull a plow for miles to get that developed. Or maybe it's her diet? I wouldn't mind looking like that, I have the odd feeling some ponies would think I actually look better…oh Princesses I'm staring aren't I! Amber struggles to not visibly blush.
Anonymous
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No.136989
136993
>>136981
"Why yes! It can be. Well, sometimes boring and sometimes stressful, but sure. Fun. The restaurant is open for dinner between three and eleven, although hostesses' aren't necessarily used everyday before 5 PM, and unless they help to close they don't stay everyday past 10:30. Although on busier days they-"

She loses her smile, and stops talking. Then she moves her head down into Amber's line of sight, so that she has eye contact with her again.

"Are.. are you okay?"
Amber Sunset
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No.136993
137061
>>136989
Amber looks shyly away, blushing and giving a nervous chuckle."Oh, yes. I–I think I can make it work. I normally get off at five and on special days I think…I think I can get out early!" She looks back in the other pony's eyes, still smiling nervously. "I'll do my best. When can I start?"
Anonymous
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No.137009
137061
Well, this is annoying. I saw there was a new update to EaW so I went and downloaded that, then I made the mistake of updating HOI4 itself. It should be easy to revert to a previous version, right? Not so simple: https://steamcommunity.com/games/394360/announcements/detail/1706192127162206532

Just an inconvenience and probably actually a good thing because every time I play HOI I always spend a few more hours than planned.
Anonymous
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No.137061
137066
>>136993
She moves forward slightly, with certain parts of her gyrating nigh hypnotically as she does so.

"Oh, excellent! I would need to check with the owner - well, the technical owner, first, before I could do anything, but... soon!"

>>137009
Well, fortunately they updated it today so you can play it
Amber Sunset
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No.137066
137097
>>137061
Amber laughs nervously as she backs up a couple of steps, eyes darting between the face of this well-endowed mare and someplace behind this individual. "I mean–it's such a terrific opportunity! I've–I've never worked in a restaurant before, but I know I can make ponies feel welcome. When can I start–er, if he accepts that is!"
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.137096
137097
>>136948
"We did find some Maarist texts they had printed, bound in leather made from ponyhide. We did not grab any, but they might still be there."
Anonymous
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No.137097
137098 137108
>>137066
Like it has a gravitational pull
"Well yes, you get to meet all sorts of ponies! Uh... creatures. But it's a great first place to start. You should hear shortly."

>>137096
"So they do use hide..." She says to herself, looking down as if in contemplation.

"Uh..." She looks at Silver, and then sits down in place, her tail wrapping around her.
"There aren't many chances to actually see live Maarists, or even their effects, most anywhere. Most of them have not survived to modern times. Rumors about the cults are more prevalent than facts and hard to distinguish from the former. Most of its followers who have survived - if indeed they have survived, and it's not just the Inquisition looking to justify its continued existence - do not want to be found. And those that are found... well, governments try to hush it up. This is a rare opportunity."
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.137098
137099
>>137097
"You want me to see if I can get one of books for you?"
Anonymous
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No.137099
137100
>>137098
“Yes! Or... if you could get me there, especially to have an interview with those cultists captured alive.”
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.137100
137101
>>137099
"Hmm...well, I can see what I can do. I will find out where they are keeping captured cultists, and maybe see if they will let you interview them."
Anonymous
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No.137101
137102
>>137100
She jumps back up onto her feet, all of them close together, smiling in a wide, toothy smile.

"Really?! That's great! I mean... that would be very good." She moves her head down, with a slight blush after that reaction, one ear flopping down momentarily.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.137102
137103
>>137101
He offers a smile and a chuckle at her display.

"It will more than likely be tomorrow, but I will see what I can do."
Anonymous
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No.137103
137104
>>137102
She looks back up, smile dropping
"We're... leaving soon. I'm not sure when, but the survey will not last long." She steps forward, much closer to Silver. "You're really good at retrieving things, and getting into places... even when someone else already possesses it. You think... you can help me get in quickly?"
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.137104
137105
>>137103
Silver scratches his chin, and lets out a small sigh.

"Alright. Come on, let us get to 33 Hoebuck."
Anonymous
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No.137105
137106
>>137104
She jumps up, and runs, rubbing against him as she moves through the door. She hops almost like a child's play as she moves, smiling, but then turning around after she's moved past Silver.

"Oh, uh, sorry. Let's go."
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.137106
137110
>>137105
Silver smiles a bit more.

"You do not need to apologise about that, it is fine."

He hails a taxi as one passes by, and tells the driver once they get in to take them to 33 Hoebuck.
Amber Sunset
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No.137108
137110
>>137097
Is it wrong that I want to know what it feels like?
"Um, of course! I'll come by later…I'm sorry, but I don't think I've gotten your name….…" The more petite mare rubs the back of her head, grinning nervously.

Success! I got the mod to work! Now only to get my computer to run it well…
Also does anyone use submods? Apparently there's one that makes Aryanne a possible leader for New Mareland.
Anonymous
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No.137110
137112 137116
>>137106
She gives a fleeting and awkward smile, and closes the door behind her. She starts on her way to the road, before running back inside her motel room to grab her keys and lock it. She also grabs a couple bands, and begins to tie her mane before giving up on it. She moves over to the road, as a couple wagons move by. She successfully hails a taxi herself, and gets in. She defers to Silver for the instructions on just where the Taxi goes.

>>137108
"Oh, my name is Salty Mixer. You can just call be Mixer." She says, smiling.

I only have the music mod
Amber Sunset
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No.137112
137113
>>137110
"Um, pleased to m-meet you, Mixer! My name's…err, Amber! Amber Sunset, but you can call me Amber."
Amber tilts her head quizzically. "What do you mix, if I may ask?"
Anonymous
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No.137113
137114
>>137112
"Well, I usually work the bar." She answers
Amber Sunset
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No.137114
137115
>>137113
"Hold up, you mix drinks?" Amber looks puzzled by this, as if the concept is entirely new to her.
Anonymous
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No.137115
137118
>>137114
"Well yes. And the soup sometimes, but mostly drinks."
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.137116
137119
>>137110
Silver looks over at her after she gets in.

"Need help with your mane?"
Amber Sunset
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No.137118
137119
>>137115
"I've never seen somepony mix a drink before. Is it difficult?"
Anonymous
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No.137119
137120 137129
>>137116
"Well, I am told it looks nicer when down and styled. But when I am doing any sort of field work I keep it up so it is out of the way. Maybe..."

>>137118
"Heh, it's not like making the Pona Lisa or anything, but there is an art to it, and a science to it."
Amber Sunset
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No.137120
137121
>>137119
Amber smiles. "Maybe you could show me sometime.
Excuse me, but I need to head back to the store. Have a nice day!"

Anonymous
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No.137121
137122
>>137120
"Hope you come back!" She says, and waves to Amber
Amber Sunset
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No.137122
137123
>>137121
With a wave goodbye Amber heads outside. Once out of sight she bonks her head with a hoof, making her eyes spin around in a comical manner. "Being this hungry makes me really addled. She probably thought there was something wrong with me…" she mutters as her stomach growls.
Anonymous
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No.137123
137124
>>137122
Amber does have some time, though perhaps not as much time as she would prefer, given the short length of the Lunch break.
Amber Sunset
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No.137124
137125
>>137123
Amber returns to the clothing store, trying to focus on such practical matters as scheduling her now-limited time and how to be a good hostess, and NOT on trivial considerations like plump, practically jiggling hips.
Anonymous
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No.137125
137126
>>137124
Amber now has a new way of measuring chairs as she sees them. She returns to the store.

[1d2 = 2]
Amber Sunset
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No.137126
137128 137130 137132
>>137125
Once Amber enters the store she makes a cursory check of the shelves, though the stock likely has not changed much. During this process she reaches back and inspects her hip with a hoof. Although it doesn't jut out visibly the hip bone can be felt, and though earth pony shapeliness is still evident her figure is considerably leaner than just one year ago. At no point did she, nor is she likely to, match the contours of Salty Mixer, but the exchange dredged up a vague wistfulness that Amber doesn't quite understand yet is left to ruminate on.
Amber Sunset
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No.137128
137130 137132
>>137126
Amber will also be waiting for something to happen such as a customer coming.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.137129
137130
>>137119
He smiles, and motions with a hoof for her to turn in her seat away from him so he can see what he's doing.
Anonymous
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No.137130
137134
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>>137126
>>137128
All of pic related
For several reasons

>>137129
She pulls her lips up, but turns around, to face her hair to him
Anonymous
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No.137131
[1d4 = 1]
ANIG
[1d2 = 1]
NI
[1d2 = 2]
OY
[1d2 = 2]
GN
[1d2 = 1]
AN
Anonymous
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No.137132
137133
>>137126
>>137128
Back near the end of the room, placing a few shirts on the shelves, stands a male griffin with white feathers and a brighter yellow coat wearing a white dress shirt with a black bow tie. He looks to be rather young, and has focused his attention on his work.

High Sewn watches Amber as she enters the shop. It's a few minutes until the formal start of the afternoon shift.
Amber Sunset
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No.137133
137135 137137
>>137132
Amber approaches the griffon. "Hello! Are you looking to buy something?"
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.137134
137135
>>137130
He takes her mane in his magical grasp, along with the bands, and quickly gets to putting it up in a ponytail.

"My daughter liked having her mane in ponytail, too. When she lived with me she asked me to help her many times while we talked about life and how things had been."

She can feel him left go once her mane has been put up.

"And there."
Anonymous
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No.137135
137136 137139
>>137133
He turns his head around, momentarily expressing confusion but then narrowing his eyes.

High Sewn remarks:
""Amber, this is Guy. He works for the full afternoon shift. You did not happen to see him yesterday, but you will be working alongside him in the afternoon."

>>137134
She slowly turns back to him
"What is her name?" She asks, rather cautiously
Amber Sunset
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No.137136
>>137135
Amber answers, "Oh, I didn't know. I thought it was just me and High Sewn. That's okay though, I'm sure we'll work great together!" She beams a cheerful smile at the new acquaintance.
Anonymous
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No.137137
137138
>>137133
He looks back to her, but with no smile nor warmth. He must be only a little older than Amber. He looks rather sharp with with a well groomed tuft of feathers.

High Sewn:
"It'll be you two on the afternoon shift. It's busier anyways. I expect he will close he shop, at least for now."
Amber Sunset
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No.137138
137140
>>137137
If the griffon is unfriendly Amber is ignorant of it. Instead, she remarks, "It's good to have help, especially on my first day!"
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.137139
137140
>>137135
"White Light. She is scientist and researcher on, uh...Practical Application of Magic and Magic Theory if I remember correctly, though I do not think you two would have met. Did you?"
Anonymous
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No.137140
137141 137143
>>137138
"Indeed. Be careful, as there tend to be more customers and they are wealthier."

>>137139
"I don't... think I've heard that name. That wouldn't have been my department. I've been in the universities all of my adult life."
Amber Sunset
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No.137141
137142 137146
>>137140
"I will! I might be a simple farmpony, but I'm sure I can make a good impression!" she says as she grins confidently. "I'd better get in my position, they might be coming any minute."
Anonymous
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No.137142
137145
>>137141
"You'll have to be more than a farm pony to make a good impression." High Sewn remarks.

It's not long at all before a white unicorn stallion in a blue suit enters the store. Lunch break isn't even over yet.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.137143
137144
>>137140
The older unicorn shrugs.

"I figured as much, but you never know. You would be surprised how small this world can be at times."
Anonymous
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No.137144
137158
>>137143
"Where did she study?" She asks
Amber Sunset
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No.137145
>>137142
Amber happily trots up to the soigné stallion. "Hello sir, how can we help you today?"
Anonymous
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No.137146
137147
>>137141
He looks down at her, eyeing her in a strange way
"Well hello. I need a dress. A mare's dress. Not for me... of course. But I need a nice one, one that just about any mare would count themselves blessed to receive."
Amber Sunset
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No.137147
137148
>>137146
Nodding, she replies, "Yes, right this way. I hope you like our selection, and I'm sure she would, too."
Anonymous
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No.137148
137149
>>137147
"Heh, she better. Well show me what you've got."
He starts to follow Amber, trailing behind her.
Amber Sunset
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No.137149
137150
>>137148
Amber leads the stallion back to where the good dress racks are kept, practically jittery with excitement. When they get there she stands ready to unhook and display any particular clothing that he selects.
Anonymous
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No.137150
137151
>>137149
"So... What's the top item here?" he asks
Amber Sunset
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No.137151
137152
>>137150
Is he talking about the most expensive/luxurious article of clothing or is he pointing to a particular piece high above them?
Anonymous
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No.137152
137153
>>137151
The former, evidently
Amber Sunset
28790ea
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No.137153
137154
>>137152
"Oh, that would be in the display up front. Would you like to see?"
Anonymous
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No.137154
137155
>>137153
"Heh heh, yeah" He sounds a little nervous, or anxious
Amber Sunset
28790ea
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No.137155
137235
>>137154
Amber has to take a moment to check the price tags on each of the several dresses, and they still don't fail to astound her. However, she quickly recovers and proudly points to the very best of the lot.
Anonymous
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No.137156
137157
Okay, I have to sleep now...
Anonymous
28790ea
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No.137157
>>137156
Goodnight, thanks for the session!
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.137158
137175
>>137144
"Canterlot University," he replies. "I heard she was very excited when they accepted her application."
Anonymous
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No.137175
137199
>>137158
"That's a very good school. I would bet she was excited. So she does... magic research?"
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.137199
137218
>>137175
Silver nods.

"In way, yes. Or at least she she did. Before Equestria was...annexed...she worked for Her Majesty's research division, before and during war. She researched new spells for our army's unicorns, helped to invent Luna Nova magic rifle, and was working on project about something called 'magic-nuclear reactor'. I am still not entirely sure what it is, exactly."
Anonymous
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No.137218
137219
>>137199
"Oh, Magic-nuclear reaction is... nevermind. That is rather neat. Where... is she now?" She turns her eyes away, and then back "If you know."
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.137219
137221
>>137218
His eyes seem to lose their sparkle at the question, and his ears lower just slightly.

"I...I do not know. I hope with all my heart she is okay, as well as her two brothers, but I have not heard from them at all since War came to end."
Anonymous
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No.137221
137222
>>137219
She sits there in silence, with a breath in and out during the pause. Then, she takes her right hoof, and gently starts to pet Silver's fur.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bd13d36
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No.137222
137223
>>137221
He looks over at her, curious about the action. The unicorn relaxes a little, his ears perking back up and a small smile once again on his face. His fur is very soft and warm, thick and fluffy. It's like petting a fluffy dog almost.
Anonymous
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No.137223
137224
>>137222
"Did you come to Baltimare during the White Emigration out of Severyana?" She asks
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.137224
137225
>>137223
He shakes his head.

"No, actually. I only came here last week. Before that I lived near Manehattan. It was ages before then that I lived in Severyana."
Anonymous
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No.137225
137226
>>137224
"Manehattan..." She looks down and off to the side. After a pause, she looks back to Silver "And... is fighting cults and the undead a new thing for you?"
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bd13d36
?
No.137226
137227
>>137225
He shakes his forehoof a little.

"Sort of yes, sort of no. I have dealt with skeletons and cultists before, but not like I have faced here."
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.137227
137228
>>137226
She twists her mouth, and her left ear flops down and then back up.

"How so?"
Silver "The Floof" Sword
ce516b8
?
No.137228
137229
>>137227
"Well, when I faced undead before, it was usually scattered, small groups of skeletons and like - leftover experiments from necromancers. I had never faced such high concentration of such powerful undead before. And as for cultists...I have never seen or faced anything as grisly as that before or since."
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.137229
137284
>>137228
"Huh..." She sits there in contemplation for a moment.
"Can you... tell me more about what you found here, in Baltimare? Either the Necromancer's experiments and interests, or of the activities of the Maarists?"
Anonymous
16f9a8b
?
No.137232
Hey Sven, are you here? Let's formulate a game plan pl0x.
Amber Sunset
16f9a8b
?
No.137234
I'm ready to play
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.137235
137236
>>137155
125 bits, 235....

"You know, why don't you tell me what you like wear when you want to feel special?" The stallion says, smiling in a suggestive way
Amber Sunset
16f9a8b
?
No.137236
137238
>>137235
"Oh, I like to wear a dress. Not this one–as nice as it is–but a summer dress that's pale blue and turquoise. It's so light you hardly feel it, and the skirt's a bit short because it only reaches my gaskin. My sister gave it to me." Amber blushes modestly.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.137238
137239
>>137236
"I'd kind of like to see that. I bet it looks great on you. Short skirt with those hips."

He smiles, while Guy walks forward, as if off to the side and ready to join the conversation.
Amber Sunset
16f9a8b
?
No.137239
137240
>>137238
"Oh, thank you, but you haven't seen me wear it yet," she replies, giggling. "Your marefriend must think you have impeccable taste."
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.137240
>>137239
"Heh, she does. But it's my wife I am worried about. I need the best. Do you understand?"
Amber Sunset
16f9a8b
?
No.137241
137242
Amber stares blankly, not knowing how to respond. Uhhh…
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.137242
137244
>>137241
The griffin standing off to the side, steps forward. He wears a smile - insofar as the drawn back lower beak and pulled back lips may be called a smile that is almost... smug. And for the first time that Amber has heard, he speaks. His voice has a veneer of erudition, the sound you would expect from high class... though at moments the sound of an adolescent of some unknown and rude foreign extraction cracks through:

"You need what every gal would want to be seen wearing at the Opera House. The envy of every dinner party. Am I right now? Well, you're in luck. We have the Dame Aux Yeux Verts. It's on license from the Carousel of Canterlot, you know? I assure you, if anything can calm the heart of a lady scorned, it's hanging on our back shelf."
Amber Sunset
16f9a8b
?
No.137244
137245
>>137242
Amber nods hurriedly like a schoolfilly who gets told the answer to an important question. "Oh yes, I can show you.
It's back this way…"

Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.137245
137246
>>137244
He motions with his foreleg - it's covered with a jacket sleeve, so none of that odd birdlike leg can be seen - "This way." He seems to try to lead him himself.

The Stallion at first looks ever so slightly offended by the interruption, but is quickly taken in by Guy's offer. He starts to follow.
Amber Sunset
16f9a8b
?
No.137246
137247
>>137245
Amber breathes a quiet sigh of relief and waits near the door in case a new customer comes in.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.137247
137248
>>137246
Guy looks back, and even walks backwards as he goes off with the stallion. The stallion, while still appearing nervous, as he did when he came in, at least seems trusting.

Amber is free.

[1d2 = 1]
Amber Sunset
16f9a8b
?
No.137248
137249
>>137247
Amber continues waiting.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.137249
>>137248
Um... I'm not sure I've thought of anything yet
Amber Sunset
16f9a8b
?
No.137250
137251
Amber trots over to High Sewn. "Ma'am, is it often that customers ask for the fanciest dresses?"
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.137251
137252
>>137250
She narrows her eyes and gives a short and sharp shake of her head.

"If they ask that, they are either trying to imply they are too good for this store - which obviously isn't true, because if they were they'd just go to the Carousel and never step hoof in hear - or they want someone to hear them say that so they think they fooled someone into thinking they have enough money for the fanciest dress. Either way, they either don't buy anything at all, or buy something much lower priced."
Amber Sunset
16f9a8b
?
No.137252
137253
>>137251
"Oh…" she exhales as her ears fold down. "That's a bit dishonest."
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.137253
137254
>>137252
She shrugs
"Most ponies come to look around rather than buy anyways. And what they are buying is the appearance, so I can sort of understand it. What's less tolerable is those who have a higher than merited valuation of themselves."
Amber Sunset
16f9a8b
?
No.137254
137255 137256
>>137253
"I reckon that too…"
Unless Sewn wants to continue the conversation, Amber will pass time until either a customer arrives or it's closing time.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.137255
137256
>>137254
[1d4 = 4]
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.137256
137257
>>137254
>>137255
Outside, a stallion looks around at the shop, looks inside, loiters around, and then walks off... just to come back again, walking by in the opposite direction. He does not go through the door.
Amber Sunset
16f9a8b
?
No.137257
137258
>>137256
Amber smiles hopefully both times when it looks like the stallion would enter, but stops smiling when he only passes by. It would be nice if he would make up his mind… she thinks to herself.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.137258
137259
>>137257
Instead, he moves away, a little bit further across the sidewalk, and looks around. He looks scruffier than perhaps typical of this store's clientele. That last stallion at least looked well groomed and well dressed, not so with this one, a brown earth pony with a short grey beard or perhaps middle age, and a bit undersized.
Amber Sunset
16f9a8b
?
No.137259
137260
>>137258
He looks like he needs some help with something, but I mustn't leave the store… Amber continues watching the stallion.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.137260
137261
>>137259
From a bag, he pulls out some stubby cylindrical object, places it in his mouth from his hoof, and moves to the side, mostly out of view, mostly out of view. Mostly.
Amber Sunset
16f9a8b
?
No.137261
137262
>>137260
Amber frowns. "What is he doing?" she mutters.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.137262
>>137261
Then, he pulls out some metal item. An... ice pick? If not, something like it. He pulls back, and then...

Crash!

The window breaks in its center, and though the whole window does not shatter, the center portion does, sending glass to the ground. The stallion runs and moves to try to slam the pick into another portion of the window, before starting his way to run off.

"Ah!"
High Sewn screams, jumping up startled. Guy runs forward, observing the scene.
Amber Sunset
16f9a8b
?
No.137263
137264
FrightenedAmber.png
Amber jumps back with a gasp, staring at the vandalism in horror. She's caught frozen like this for a few seconds that feel like an eternity. However, when the vandal makes his break she yells out, "HEY!" and bolts off in pursuit.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.137264
137265
>>137263
Probably requires a dice roll if she wants to maintain a pursuit.
Amber Sunset
16f9a8b
?
No.137265
137266 137267
>>137264
[1d20+2 = 8] (I'm guessing it's a dexterity check)
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.137266
>>137265
[1d20+1 = 14]

[1d20+2 = 16]
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.137267
137268
>>137265
Amber, perhaps because of the pause, does not manage to catch up to him as the assailant runs down the street and into an alley. Guy runs off, starting before Amber, and seems to be keeping pace, although the two quickly disappear to the left.
Amber Sunset
16f9a8b
?
No.137268
137269 137270 137272
>>137267
Amber gallops into that alley as quickly as she can. I'm guessing another roll is needed
[1d20+2 = 6]
Amber Sunset
16f9a8b
?
No.137269
>>137268
These rolls…
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.137270
137272
>>137268
Guy goes in hot pursuit, but Amber lags behind

One more contested roll

[1d20+1 = 21]

[1d20+2 = 10]
Amber Sunset
16f9a8b
?
No.137271
137272
Do I roll again?
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.137272
137273
>>137270
>>137268
The assailant turns a corner, and when Amber catches up, she runs in between a pair of commercial buildings: older in design, brick with two stories, a higher fire escape level and basement windows that appear above ground level. The assailant has disappeared, and she encounters Guy walking the opposite direction, towards her.

"I.. I think I lost track of him."

>>137271
I would say yes, but he got a 20. Unless you want to see if Amber can get a 20
Amber Sunset
16f9a8b
?
No.137273
137274
>>137272
Exasperated, Amber makes one last sprint in the direction Guy had went to see if she can catch a glimpse of the perpetrator. [1d20+2 = 15]
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.137274
137275
>>137273
It looks like she's lost line of sight with the perpetrator, and the same is true of Guy
Amber Sunset
16f9a8b
?
No.137275
137276
>>137274
She trots back to Guy, breathing heavily and looking glum. "I…I don't know where he went."
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.137276
>>137275
"He must have..." He looks around
"Gone through one of these doors. Or up a fire escape. Or through a basement window... of either building. Or he just ran right through the alley and turned to either side..." He is silent for a moment, as he exhales. "At least i know he didn't fly out."
Amber Sunset
16f9a8b
?
No.137277
137278
"Maybe we should look for him here…or it might be better to go to the police."
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.137278
137279
>>137277
"I don't... I don't know where he went." He says, sounding a little defeated.
Amber Sunset
16f9a8b
?
No.137279
137433
>>137278
Amber looks at the ground-level windows and the fire escapes to see if any look out of place. Search:
[1d20+3 = 7]
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.137280
137281 137287
I have to sleep now...
Amber Sunset
16f9a8b
?
No.137281
>>137280
Goodnight! Hopefully my luck is better tomorrow.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bd13d36
?
No.137284
137300
>>137229
"Hmm. Well, there is not much else to tell, let me think...well, that necromancer, Joseph Curwhinny, wanted to find way to bring back his wife and foals from dead after they died from plague. He found that he could bring back dead souls, or their bodies, but not both. Something about process made it impossible, even after decades of experiments. To bring back their souls, he would cremate their body using necromantic rites and specific mixture of chemicals. What exactly they were escapes me at moment, but it would bind their souls to their ashes. He could communicate with ponies who had died ages ago, but it would curse them to be forever bound to their ashes, which apparently is torturous existence for souls. If he did not fully cremate them and he used slightly different rites, he would instead bring back their body void of any soul. Ghasts, they are apparently called. They have this supernatural stench to it that makes you instantly sick to your stomach, they can paralyze you just by striking you, and they can pass their curse onto you if they bite you, eventually turning you into one of them. And those catacombs were absolutely full of them, both those he had created and those they had in turn infected.

"Maarists were more simple affair, from what I understand. This place we are going to was owned by their leader, pony Sweet Boek. He came into contact with international smuggler and trafficker, griffon Stormfeather Maakie, and they struck deal. Boek would provide base of operations in Baltimare for Maakie and his operation, as well as Maar's favor, and Maakie would provide steady stream of sacrifices from those he trafficked into Baltimare as well as muscle needed to guard location. Maakie himself attended sacrificial rituals along with Boek's inner circle, but he apparently never truly held same beliefs as Boek. He just saw it as just another way to squeeze profit out of his victims."
Shimmering Spark
30db97b
?
No.137287
137288 137297
>>137280
My schedule has not been very kind to me. But I'm back.
Anonymous
0e66efa
?
No.137288
137289
>>137287
Yay!

The last post for Spark was >>136256
Shimmering Spark
30db97b
?
No.137289
137290
>>137288
"Alright. It's a deal then."
Anonymous
0e66efa
?
No.137290
137291
>>137289
If Spark was implying a hoof shake, he does not offer one without Spark offering first. He nods slightly and slowly while having an uncomfortable, toothy smile.
Shimmering Spark
30db97b
?
No.137291
137292
>>137290
Spark offers his hoof for a shake.
Anonymous
0e66efa
?
No.137292
137293
>>137291
The doctor looks down at the hoof, and for a solid five or six seconds he does nothing, just staring at the hoof. But then, he slowly extends his own hoof, and starts to shake. It’s a rather limp shake and he maintains no real grip, but after a very slow first downward movement he pulls it back up hastily, then down hastily, in a nigh frantic movement until he breaks off the hoof shake not long after it began
Shimmering Spark
30db97b
?
No.137293
137294
>>137292
Spark chuckles.
"Well, that will do."
Spark looks around to see if the wolves are heading back.
Anonymous
0e66efa
?
No.137294
137296
>>137293
It isn’t immediate, but Spark hearing a sound of crunching and dragging of both snow and pine needles. The first thing Spark sees is the outline of a creature under the canopy, carrying some form of weapon along its side. Spark is soon enough able to recognize the form as that of Makade, staring at the doctor and himself. Through the trees, and from a very different direction than the wolves initially left, the peppered wolf appears, harnessed to a sled of the type presumably used by teams further north. On the sled, Spark can recognize Miskobag, lying down strapped down and conscious, looking at the two ponies. Waabishki walks to his side, hooked into a smaller harness with a rope connecting to the sled. She occasionally moves up a paw onto the side of the sled, next to Miskobag. She takes a little longer to turn her somber face towards Spark and the doctor.

Waabishki speaks:
“I’iwidi.”

When the sled gets closer and with the peppered wolf staring at the two with both ears erect, Waabishki says:
“Noogishkaa.”

And the sled stops. Makade moves into the clearing, then moves to loo behind in the direction from which the sled came. Waabishki starts to unhook her harness.
Shimmering Spark
30db97b
?
No.137296
137299
>>137294
"Well doctor... I think that's your cue."
Amber Sunset
28790ea
?
No.137297
137298
>>137287
Great to see you again!
Shimmering Spark
30db97b
?
No.137298
>>137297
waves
Anonymous
a5cebb9
?
No.137299
137400
>>137296
>>137296
The doctor turns his head back to Spark quickly, then hastily steps forward a pace or so, stopping a few feet distant from the peppered wolf, who stares at him.

“Is this...”
“Yes.”
His question is swiftly and sharply answered by Waabishki.

He moves a hoof up as if to say “oh,” and then tries to walk around the peppered wolf to go towards Miskobag, in a definite half circle pattern to keep a distance between himself and the wolf. He moves a step to the right, to see that Waabishki is on that side, and evidently he does not wish to go that direction, because he moves back and to the left. Waabishki asks, almost demandingly,
“What happened to Faithful Oath?”

The doctor answers, without making eye contact to Waabishki, but instead looking to Miskobag who looks back to him,
“It’s... it’s a longer story. He is not here right now. Does he speak Ponish?”

Miskobag returned the answer, his fairly deep voice sounding through:
“Yes. I do.”
The doctor moves forward, and now stands next to Miskobag, looking down at him as he looks back up with tired eyes.

The doctor asks:
“What are his symptoms?”

Waabishki, who seems to understand the question as directed at her, opens her mouth.
“Uh...”

Makade speaks for the first time since he returned. He must be standing to the left and slightly behind Spark, and he has barely been seen except on the periphery.
“Aaniin aakozi?” He says

“Oh” Waabishki says. “He’s been fatigued, and kind of just wasting for months.”

“For how long?” The doctor asks

“I... think...” Waabishki tries to answer, but it’s Miskobag who replies in full

“August. I’ve had chest pain, and swelling. I feel tired. And it’s hard to eat; whether to swallow or to feel hunger at all.”

The doctor narrows his eyes and looks more closely at Miskobag. “And what do you eat” he says to himself, as his lower volume implies he does not expect or want an answer. He leans in towards Miskobag, still several feet away. “Let me see the swelling” he says, moving a hoof slightly closer to him, but still six inches away.

“Do you think he will bite Waabishki says with a clear air of offense. The doctor winces.

“It’s okay.” Miskobag says, and moves onto his side. Miskobag’s belly is exposed, with swelling just below the rib cage, and with a thin belly otherwise. The doctor gently touches it, and applies some pressure, causing Miskobag to wind gently. He lets off.

Makade has walked closer, now standing very close to the doctor behind him, looking at Miskobag and the examination very closely. The doctor keeps examining the swelling, before pulling his bag up next to him, and with a glow of orange magic, pulling a stethoscope out of the bag, and placing the relevant parts against his ears and Miskobag’s chest. He looks off towards the trees for almost a minute as he listens to Miskobag’s heart and breathing.

Makade, only a couple feet behind the doctor, breaks his silence to ask “So...?”

The doctor to contracts his legs inwards, jump up and scream “bah!” as he is startled, and jumps to the left, where he is no longer sandwiched between the three wolves of Makade, Miskobag, and the still-harnessed peppered wolf.
Anonymous
a5cebb9
?
No.137300
137387
>>137284
She blinks
“All of that magic sounds beyond me. And that ‘Stormfeather Maakie’? Seems to be that smugglers of gangsters teamed up with the Maarists?”
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
?
No.137387
137538
>>137300
Silver nods.

"Yes. The gangsters were from Skyfall before they made their way here. It was mutually beneficial relation for them both, and from what I gather had been going on for years before we stopped them. Those they captured would be forced to work in sweatshop to make cheap coats to sell. Those who were not sold as slaves and servants to highest bidder would be drained of their life force by changeling they had captured, kept in changeling pod until cultists had need of sacrifice, and then brought up to be sacrificed by having their ribcage torn open and exposing their heart to be stabbed repeatedly by cultists using wicked sacrificial daggers. After that, their hide would be either turned into fur coats or tanned into leather, any unicorns, deer, or kirins would have their horns sawed off for ornaments, and rest of their body disposed of. How they were disposed of depends on how long ago this was happening. They originally threw corpses down garbage chute, but eventually they discovered that they could use gnolls they had hired on to devour them whole, bones and all."

Silver blinks a couple times, and rubs the back of his neck awkwardly after realizing that she may not have wanted to hear all of that.

"Uh...I apologise if that was too gruesome."
Shimmering Spark
30db97b
?
No.137400
137402
>>137299
Spark goes up to the doctor.
"Calm down doctor. You aren't in danger here."
Anonymous
5c3dab6
?
No.137402
137403
>>137400
He looks back at the trio of wolves with wide open eyes, with his ears slowly climbing back upright to a more normal position, and his tail, mane and fur lowering as he eases up. He loudly exhales and inhales, and says,
“Right...”

The peppered wolf looks similarly startled, his ears raised and staring at the doctor, while Miskobag thinks nothing of it, and Makade maintains stands still, looking at the doctor.
Shimmering Spark
30db97b
?
No.137403
137404
>>137402
"Got your diagnosis?"
Anonymous
5c3dab6
?
No.137404
137405
>>137403
Waabishki immediately joins Spark in this.
“Yes. What is wrong with him, doctor?”

The doctor is silent, and rubs his right leg with his left hoof
“Uh... well I think... it’s hard to say for certain without a thorough examination. You know, machines and spectrometers and so forth. And an exploratory surgery. You should take him to a doctor in Whinnapolis. Get a very thorough examination. See what they say.”
Shimmering Spark
30db97b
?
No.137405
137406
>>137404
"Would we even have time for that in his condition?"
Anonymous
5c3dab6
?
No.137406
137407
>>137405
“Well... that’s... you got him this far, didn’t you? Just a little bit further to move him to a train car... and he could be in Whinnapolis.”

Waabishki sounds a little angry:
“What can your medicine do, ‘doctor’?”

“Well it... can... so many things. Not, not everything, you know? But uh, some things. It just had to be... precise. Yes, very precise. A lot of data is required.”
Shimmering Spark
30db97b
?
No.137407
137408
>>137406
"Alright, but in order to make this trip, you must come along and do everything in your ability to keep our friends here happy and comfortable. Think you can do that?"
Anonymous
5c3dab6
?
No.137408
137409
>>137407
The doctor exhales, relieved. Waabishki looks on, displeased. Makade speaks, and it seems he speaks to Spark:
“Do you really believe him?”
Shimmering Spark
30db97b
?
No.137409
137410
>>137408
"Do we really have a choice? Besides, I don't think he can afford to be lying to us."
Anonymous
5c3dab6
?
No.137410
137411
>>137409
“It’s not a question of whether we have a choice. It’s a question of his choice.”
Shimmering Spark
30db97b
?
No.137411
137412 137413
>>137410
"He has two options. Help us here or help us there."
Anonymous
5c3dab6
?
No.137412
137413
>>137411
“Yeah. Uh...”
[1d3 = 1]
Anonymous
5c3dab6
?
No.137413
137414
>>137411
>>137412
“Let’s get him to Whinnyapolis” he says, sounding unsure.
“More tests can be done there, so we can know for sure.”
Shimmering Spark
30db97b
?
No.137414
137415
>>137413
"Alright. I assume you know the best means there?"
Anonymous
5c3dab6
?
No.137415
137416
>>137414
“Well... Yes. You just take the train. If you are willing to go by train from Blackwood.”
Shimmering Spark
30db97b
?
No.137416
137417
>>137415
"And by 'you', you of course mean 'we'. You will be helping me secure a car for our ill friend here to travel comfortably."
Anonymous
5c3dab6
?
No.137417
137418
>>137416
“Uh... Okay.”

Makade and Waabishki step forward. It’s Makade who speaks for the two of them
“Travel by train? The... ‘Changelings’ consider us in a state of war. They’ll shoot us if we go into town.”

The doctor adds:
“They are, um, very strict about travel and ID cards and so forth.”
Shimmering Spark
30db97b
?
No.137418
137419
>>137417
"I have some with IDs and the like with the changelings, but we will need to convince them that highly important passengers are on board to secure a whole car, so we can avoid potential shooting. That's where some official doctor's paperwork will come into play."
Anonymous
5c3dab6
?
No.137419
137420
>>137418
He pulls his lips back in a big, wincing smile.
“Uh... lying on government documents? Can we just, can we, can I not? This is the kind of thing I was afraid of...”
Shimmering Spark
30db97b
?
No.137420
137421
>>137419
"You are the one that offered to go elsewhere. This is the cost involved."
Anonymous
5c3dab6
?
No.137421
137422
>>137420
“All... okay then. Uh, Spark? Well, let’s talk about this. The logistics of this.”
Shimmering Spark
30db97b
?
No.137422
137423
>>137421
"Sure."
Anonymous
5c3dab6
?
No.137423
137424
>>137422
“Mr. Spark, can you come talk to me over here?”

Makade lowers his ears, and moves forward
“And what is so important it cannot be shared?”
Shimmering Spark
30db97b
?
No.137424
137425
>>137423
"It's ok. A quick chat and we will all be on the same page. Allow this privacy so we can be prepared to work together."
Spark walks over to the doctor.
Anonymous
5c3dab6
?
No.137425
137426
>>137424
Makade looks unconvinced, but doesn’t take action to stop Spark either.
Shimmering Spark
30db97b
?
No.137426
137427
>>137425
Spark talks to the nervous pony.
Anonymous
5c3dab6
?
No.137427
137428
>>137426
He whispers, perhaps a little too loudly
“Hey. Spark. Listen. Listen well. I don’t think your sharp toothed forest friends will like the diagnosis for their... elder, I guess. And there is no way we can take any of them by train into Whinnapolis. I’ve helped a lot, but I don’t want to end up like the last doctor.”
Shimmering Spark
30db97b
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No.137428
137429
>>137427
"Be open and honest and you won't end up like the last one. And I have a feeling I can get them on a train. Tell me why I shouldn't."
Anonymous
5c3dab6
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No.137429
137534
>>137428
“Have you travelled the trains much in Whinnysota? Or have you stayed long in Whinnysota period?”
Amber Sunset
28790ea
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No.137430
137431
Waves
Anonymous
2617286
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No.137431
137432
>>137430
is waved at

Hello!
Amber Sunset
28790ea
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No.137432
>>137431
I can play now.
Anonymous
b7fb227
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No.137433
137434
>>137279
Nothing is identifiably out of place... what’s normal for a fire escape or basement window anyways?
Amber Sunset
28790ea
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No.137434
137435
>>137433
She sighs and mopes back to the store.
Anonymous
b7fb227
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No.137435
137436
>>137434
Guy stops and looks around a little bit more, but gives up shortly after Amber does.

As they walk back, they can see High Sewn nervously outside smoking, and in chalk, a red “A” with a circle around it on the brick wall next to the store.
Amber Sunset
28790ea
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No.137436
137437
>>137435
Amber walks up to High Sewn looking dejected, and she is shivering slightly. 'I'm sorry…we weren't able to catch him."
Anonymous
b7fb227
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No.137437
>>137436
High Sewn is visibly trembling. The only reason she can hold the cigarette at all is because of telekinetic magic, and even that shakes with her. She takes another long inhale as she looks at Amber.

“Well... thanks for trying. We are going to have to clean this up and close gif the day, and get it replaced quickly.”

She stands partly inside the door and partly outside, torn between her desire to handle the situation inside, and to not get cigarette smoke inside.