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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>>138670
The stallion looks around, and soon the two mares join. But Amber is freed from this responsibility for now, and goes back to her post.
The stallion looks around, and soon the two mares join. But Amber is freed from this responsibility for now, and goes back to her post.
>>138667
He looks down at his griffon.
"We do not have to. We are partners, equals in this relationship. If one of us is unhappy, we need to fix it."
He looks down at his griffon.
"We do not have to. We are partners, equals in this relationship. If one of us is unhappy, we need to fix it."
>>138671
She breathes a sigh of relief at this. So far the night is going just fine, even if she's a bit jittery.
She breathes a sigh of relief at this. So far the night is going just fine, even if she's a bit jittery.
>>138674
He smiles with a big yawn.
"I am so glad, Jubilosa..."
The unicorn lays his head against the catbird pillow underneath him.
He smiles with a big yawn.
"I am so glad, Jubilosa..."
The unicorn lays his head against the catbird pillow underneath him.
>>138677
They're awfully nice. Maybe they're from out west?
I know they wear hats like those there… she thinks to herself.
They're awfully nice. Maybe they're from out west?
I know they wear hats like those there… she thinks to herself.
>>138677
In his sleepy state, Silver decides to make use of the nickname Mala used earlier.
"Are you ready to sleep yet, Juby? You make for wonderful pillow..."
In his sleepy state, Silver decides to make use of the nickname Mala used earlier.
"Are you ready to sleep yet, Juby? You make for wonderful pillow..."
>>138682
"I like it. It is cute nickname for beautiful griffon."
He kisses the back of her head, and closes his eyes.
"Goodnight Juby...I love you."
"I like it. It is cute nickname for beautiful griffon."
He kisses the back of her head, and closes his eyes.
"Goodnight Juby...I love you."
>>138684
The unicorn falls easily to sleep embracing his griffon. His chest expands and contracts slowly but steadily against Jubilosa as he is taken into Luna's embrace.
The unicorn falls easily to sleep embracing his griffon. His chest expands and contracts slowly but steadily against Jubilosa as he is taken into Luna's embrace.
>>138678
The hat is a little smaller than the hats Amber has seen in print, and whereas the western hats fold upwards on both sides, these fold upwards on the left side alone. The accents are slightly higher and softer than the stereotypes Amber is presumably familiar with. Still, there is no denying the similarity, especially in the hats.
One of them continues eye contact with Amber even after he has passed, until both continue on their way.
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The hat is a little smaller than the hats Amber has seen in print, and whereas the western hats fold upwards on both sides, these fold upwards on the left side alone. The accents are slightly higher and softer than the stereotypes Amber is presumably familiar with. Still, there is no denying the similarity, especially in the hats.
One of them continues eye contact with Amber even after he has passed, until both continue on their way.
[1d4 = 2]
>>138689
Amber is approached by a trio of colts. All three are similar in age, though with one unicorn colt clearly smaller, and an earth pony a little larger and maybe older. The earth pony speaks
"Uh, yes, miss. We'd like a table for three. A booth, if possible."
He gives a large, toothy grin. His teeth look well taken care of
Amber is approached by a trio of colts. All three are similar in age, though with one unicorn colt clearly smaller, and an earth pony a little larger and maybe older. The earth pony speaks
"Uh, yes, miss. We'd like a table for three. A booth, if possible."
He gives a large, toothy grin. His teeth look well taken care of
>>138690
"Alright, I think that'll be fine…" She gives them one of Mango's booths and makes a mental tally of how many tables are left for each waiter.
"Alright, I think that'll be fine…" She gives them one of Mango's booths and makes a mental tally of how many tables are left for each waiter.
>>138699
The cold, dry air is welcome after walking six miles, sucking away any potential for sweat. What is less tolerable are the occasional gusts of wind that no tree is around to stop. These bite at exposed portions of skin and are less than pleasant. Still, SIlver's uniform provides cover as does his early winter coat. It's the other recruits who have difficulty, as some of them seem to come from warmer climes. A cream colored pegasus in particular tries to move his place in line to use other recruits, or one of the two wagons as a wind break.
The road covering the old Mecc Trail may be paved, but the asphalt has buckled and cracked under traffic. It's far from the worst of road surfaces, but after six miles the uneven ground begins to pain even steel booted feet. To either side for miles, Silver is surrounded by sagebrush and short grass, going up and down rolling hills, with naked, rock-faced mountains in the distance to either side of the long, winding valley. The sky has been mostly clear most of the day, with the noon sun alone breaking up gulfs of thin, blue sky above. Well, so it would be alone, but for the dark clouds, suggestive of a storm, that tower over the far horizon in front of Silver. Recruits debate amongst themselves whether they have heard the rumbles of thunder, or something else, in the far distance. Perhaps more - or less - perceptive, Silver attributes these alleged perceptions to the power of anticipation, rather than any actual noise. What he certainly has heard has been the number of marching songs, or the constant chatter among the recruits about mares and favorite bars and fears of what is to come, and so forth. Whom Silver has not heard much from is the Second Lieutenant, a raspberry colored Unicorn colt who walks besides Silver at the front of the procession. He wears glasses and his hat, and something in his expression suggests more anxiety than confidence as his reason for silence.
The cold, dry air is welcome after walking six miles, sucking away any potential for sweat. What is less tolerable are the occasional gusts of wind that no tree is around to stop. These bite at exposed portions of skin and are less than pleasant. Still, SIlver's uniform provides cover as does his early winter coat. It's the other recruits who have difficulty, as some of them seem to come from warmer climes. A cream colored pegasus in particular tries to move his place in line to use other recruits, or one of the two wagons as a wind break.
The road covering the old Mecc Trail may be paved, but the asphalt has buckled and cracked under traffic. It's far from the worst of road surfaces, but after six miles the uneven ground begins to pain even steel booted feet. To either side for miles, Silver is surrounded by sagebrush and short grass, going up and down rolling hills, with naked, rock-faced mountains in the distance to either side of the long, winding valley. The sky has been mostly clear most of the day, with the noon sun alone breaking up gulfs of thin, blue sky above. Well, so it would be alone, but for the dark clouds, suggestive of a storm, that tower over the far horizon in front of Silver. Recruits debate amongst themselves whether they have heard the rumbles of thunder, or something else, in the far distance. Perhaps more - or less - perceptive, Silver attributes these alleged perceptions to the power of anticipation, rather than any actual noise. What he certainly has heard has been the number of marching songs, or the constant chatter among the recruits about mares and favorite bars and fears of what is to come, and so forth. Whom Silver has not heard much from is the Second Lieutenant, a raspberry colored Unicorn colt who walks besides Silver at the front of the procession. He wears glasses and his hat, and something in his expression suggests more anxiety than confidence as his reason for silence.
>>138700
Silver sends a glance over to the Second Lieutenant, and keeps his voice low as to not broadcast to the entire company.
"Sir, is everything alright?"
Silver sends a glance over to the Second Lieutenant, and keeps his voice low as to not broadcast to the entire company.
"Sir, is everything alright?"
>>138701
Only platoon sized.
"Yes, Sargent."
He seems almost taken by surprise on this question, but he recovers quickly enough, looking forward
"I think we are coming up on Vale now. We will stop there for at least lunch and rest. After that, we will ask command if we are to proceed to The Front or assist in matters there."
In front of Silver is the first town Silver has seen since his march began. The town is no small city, but it is bigger than hamlet or village size - or rather, is a large sized village - and it's first large clump of buildings to break up the monotony of sage brush and short grass, otherwise only challenged by the occasional pastoral fence or ranch house. A river cuts through the valley, with the town located at the intersection of the road and the river, in front of a large hill. It looks to be mostly square brick buildings, with a large number of wooden houses and buildings to the side. Most have flat roofs.
Only platoon sized.
"Yes, Sargent."
He seems almost taken by surprise on this question, but he recovers quickly enough, looking forward
"I think we are coming up on Vale now. We will stop there for at least lunch and rest. After that, we will ask command if we are to proceed to The Front or assist in matters there."
In front of Silver is the first town Silver has seen since his march began. The town is no small city, but it is bigger than hamlet or village size - or rather, is a large sized village - and it's first large clump of buildings to break up the monotony of sage brush and short grass, otherwise only challenged by the occasional pastoral fence or ranch house. A river cuts through the valley, with the town located at the intersection of the road and the river, in front of a large hill. It looks to be mostly square brick buildings, with a large number of wooden houses and buildings to the side. Most have flat roofs.
>>138702
The promise of some rest before continuing is welcome news, but Silver doesn't express this externally. He instead nods to his CO with a firm expression on his face.
"With due respect Sir, you seem bothered by something."
The promise of some rest before continuing is welcome news, but Silver doesn't express this externally. He instead nods to his CO with a firm expression on his face.
"With due respect Sir, you seem bothered by something."
>>138703
He blinks, opens his mouth to say something, and then closes it again, breathing in.
"It'll be the stallions' first time to see combat. Mine too, and they know that. There are those rumors of a new enemy offensive. It could be bad..."
He blinks, opens his mouth to say something, and then closes it again, breathing in.
"It'll be the stallions' first time to see combat. Mine too, and they know that. There are those rumors of a new enemy offensive. It could be bad..."
>>138704
Silver nods again with a 'hmm'.
"Indeed it would be, but you and your soldiers have trained well. We are as prepared as any unit could be for combat."
He offers the Lieutenant a small smile.
"These are your soldiers, and you their CO. They will rely upon you for guidance. Do not be afraid to rely upon them for support."
Silver nods again with a 'hmm'.
"Indeed it would be, but you and your soldiers have trained well. We are as prepared as any unit could be for combat."
He offers the Lieutenant a small smile.
"These are your soldiers, and you their CO. They will rely upon you for guidance. Do not be afraid to rely upon them for support."
>>138705
He smiles back and nods
"I think they will be splitting us up when we arrive at The Front... But we may not go there."
He smiles back and nods
"I think they will be splitting us up when we arrive at The Front... But we may not go there."
>>138706
He motions to his head to the rest of the platoon.
"Either way, Sir, if I may recommend, it is good idea to either relax or steel yourself. It is not good to see our CO so anxious, and I believe only reason I am only one who noticed is because others are busy conversing with each other."
He motions to his head to the rest of the platoon.
"Either way, Sir, if I may recommend, it is good idea to either relax or steel yourself. It is not good to see our CO so anxious, and I believe only reason I am only one who noticed is because others are busy conversing with each other."
>>138707
"Uh, Yes. When we get to Vale."
Silver and the Platoon inch into the small town with a ranch house, a feed store made of wooden planks, a brick general store, and a slowly expanded central street. Silver doesn't see anypony outside, at least yet,
"Uh, Yes. When we get to Vale."
Silver and the Platoon inch into the small town with a ranch house, a feed store made of wooden planks, a brick general store, and a slowly expanded central street. Silver doesn't see anypony outside, at least yet,
>>138708
Silver looks from side to side, unease slowly setting in.
"It is quiet. I am unaware, did they evacuate Vale?"
Silver looks from side to side, unease slowly setting in.
"It is quiet. I am unaware, did they evacuate Vale?"
>>138709
"I don't know. It's been reported that the 23rd Infantry just fell back to a position in the hills about six miles west of here... I think they are going to turn this town into a supply depot, or a hospital area, or even a headquarters. It's one of the few towns in this cold desert, and the only one on the road this close to the front. Did you know this road goes all the way from Cloudsdale deep into Cascadia? I'm more surprised they haven't already fortified it."
He looks out and around and the purple, light green and brown shaded expanses of sage brush on the far hill, and at the wooden ranch house appearing on his side.
"We are to meet up with the 332nd Support Company, here in Vale. Then we are to await further instructions." He takes a pause, then he says
"I wonder... do they wish to keep us here at this juncture. You know, keep the 'path of withdraw' or whatever secure? Keep us here as reserves in case that big offensive they talk about comes?" He takes another pause
"Not all of the stallions want to be sent in as replacements."
"I don't know. It's been reported that the 23rd Infantry just fell back to a position in the hills about six miles west of here... I think they are going to turn this town into a supply depot, or a hospital area, or even a headquarters. It's one of the few towns in this cold desert, and the only one on the road this close to the front. Did you know this road goes all the way from Cloudsdale deep into Cascadia? I'm more surprised they haven't already fortified it."
He looks out and around and the purple, light green and brown shaded expanses of sage brush on the far hill, and at the wooden ranch house appearing on his side.
"We are to meet up with the 332nd Support Company, here in Vale. Then we are to await further instructions." He takes a pause, then he says
"I wonder... do they wish to keep us here at this juncture. You know, keep the 'path of withdraw' or whatever secure? Keep us here as reserves in case that big offensive they talk about comes?" He takes another pause
"Not all of the stallions want to be sent in as replacements."
>>138710
"This close to front line, either is likely answer. If they take Vale, it will be straight shot to Cloudsdale over road and it will become harder to resupply our front line forces in this area."
Silver listens for any sign of civilian or military activity.
"This close to front line, either is likely answer. If they take Vale, it will be straight shot to Cloudsdale over road and it will become harder to resupply our front line forces in this area."
Silver listens for any sign of civilian or military activity.
>>138711
"Well, the 23rd Infantry is in front of them keeping them from getting to Vale, and it's another thousand miles at least down this winding trail to get to Cloudsdale... At least I hope it won't be easy for them to get to Cloudsdale. But yes, it will be very difficult to resupply, to reinforce, to relieve, or to retreat from the front if Vale were cut off, somehow. That's why I am sort of hopeful we could remain here... I don't mean I'm afraid of The Front. It just, I'm not sure these colts quite understand what they would be getting into when they go."
There are no sounds of diesel engines, nor of cows mooing, nor of birds. Not that Silver has heard that many birds since he began marching at morning light. This is not the pine tree country, nor the rainforests he was lead to believe it would be. At least not here.
Silver does, however, hear the creaking of wood and opening of doors, slowly.
"Well, the 23rd Infantry is in front of them keeping them from getting to Vale, and it's another thousand miles at least down this winding trail to get to Cloudsdale... At least I hope it won't be easy for them to get to Cloudsdale. But yes, it will be very difficult to resupply, to reinforce, to relieve, or to retreat from the front if Vale were cut off, somehow. That's why I am sort of hopeful we could remain here... I don't mean I'm afraid of The Front. It just, I'm not sure these colts quite understand what they would be getting into when they go."
There are no sounds of diesel engines, nor of cows mooing, nor of birds. Not that Silver has heard that many birds since he began marching at morning light. This is not the pine tree country, nor the rainforests he was lead to believe it would be. At least not here.
Silver does, however, hear the creaking of wood and opening of doors, slowly.
>>138712
Silver doesn't immediately answer, instead focused on the relative lack of noise.
"Hmm. So town is not completely abandoned. Still...is it quiet to you at all?"
Silver doesn't immediately answer, instead focused on the relative lack of noise.
"Hmm. So town is not completely abandoned. Still...is it quiet to you at all?"
>>138713
"Well, a little. Compared to Fillydelphia, certainly, but what else can you expect from small mountain towns? Let's get the rest of the recruits and the wagon in. After we get in contact with the commander here, I need you to either go send a message at the telegraph station, or see if they can get cooking started for lunch."
"Well, a little. Compared to Fillydelphia, certainly, but what else can you expect from small mountain towns? Let's get the rest of the recruits and the wagon in. After we get in contact with the commander here, I need you to either go send a message at the telegraph station, or see if they can get cooking started for lunch."
>>138714
"Sir, yes sir."
He salutes the Lieutenant, and returns to the conversation.
"We have prepared them as best as we can. It will be up to them to put it in action, but with guidance from promising officer such as yourself, I have my full confidence in this platoon's ability."
"Sir, yes sir."
He salutes the Lieutenant, and returns to the conversation.
"We have prepared them as best as we can. It will be up to them to put it in action, but with guidance from promising officer such as yourself, I have my full confidence in this platoon's ability."
>>138715
"Well, that's very good to hear, coming from you."
Silver and the platoon enter what seems to be a center of the town of sorts, although even from here Silver can see the town extends slightly on the other side of the river, and the river itself is only a couple blocks down. To the left is an old, white painted church that looks fairly tall for its width. It purports to be the Old Stone House Harmonist Universalist Church. To its right is a brick square building, labelled as the town hall of Vale. On the right side is a two story brick building with a fairly blocky design that a black-lettered sign purports to be the Misfortune County Courthouse.
What is more interesting is who Silver sees. In front of the town hall, Silver sees five soldiers in green Equestrian Army uniform. There is an off-white Unicorn at the center, and two ponies at attention to each side, each with rifles. They look over in the direction of the approaching the platoon, but none say anything to Silver or the Lieutenant.
"Well, that's very good to hear, coming from you."
Silver and the platoon enter what seems to be a center of the town of sorts, although even from here Silver can see the town extends slightly on the other side of the river, and the river itself is only a couple blocks down. To the left is an old, white painted church that looks fairly tall for its width. It purports to be the Old Stone House Harmonist Universalist Church. To its right is a brick square building, labelled as the town hall of Vale. On the right side is a two story brick building with a fairly blocky design that a black-lettered sign purports to be the Misfortune County Courthouse.
What is more interesting is who Silver sees. In front of the town hall, Silver sees five soldiers in green Equestrian Army uniform. There is an off-white Unicorn at the center, and two ponies at attention to each side, each with rifles. They look over in the direction of the approaching the platoon, but none say anything to Silver or the Lieutenant.
>>138716
Silver looks over at the Lieutenant, expecting him as the CO to speak on behalf of the platoon.
Silver looks over at the Lieutenant, expecting him as the CO to speak on behalf of the platoon.
>>138692
Amber, startled by them moving past her, blurts out, "W-wait! Are you eating here? I have to get you a table first…"
Amber, startled by them moving past her, blurts out, "W-wait! Are you eating here? I have to get you a table first…"
>>138718
"Oh." They stop
"Uh, we're with a larger table. The Appleworths family."
>>138717
The Lieutenant unhesitatingly walks forward towards the grey stallion, who seems to be in charge.
"Uh, Captain Forrester, I presume?"
The grey stallion gives a curt nod, and then resumes staring back at the lieutenant with a blank expression. The lieutenant salutes him
"Second Lieutenant Brisbuck, assigned to Company C, second rifle battalion of the 23rd Infantry Division. I am leading 'E' platoon from Wald, in Sunny Mountains to join with the 23rd on the frontline, here in Cascadia, where I presume our platoon will be cut up and sent along as replacements."
"Is it just your platoon?"
He asks
"Yes. Are you expecting a medical division?"
"No. Not that I have been informed of. You walked here?"
"Yes."
"Why not use the rail?"
"Well, I assume command believes the rail lines to be less secure this close to the front. That, or the rolling stock shortage is as bad as the rumors say. You know the Newspapers don't report it, but that doesn't mean it's not there..."
The Captain almost cuts him off
"Very well. You may continue on your way."
"I'm - well, may we make use of this town's kitchen facilities? And any phone or telegraph lines. We need to get in touch with command, back in Wald."
The captain replies
"To the former, we are not prepared now for an entire new platoon. As for the latter, there seems to be a temporary outage of the telegraph lines."
"Well... that would explain why command did not tell you we were coming..."
"Indeed."
he pauses a moment
"We will make accommodations for your troops, and we are working on locating the source of the problem with the telegraph lines."
"Oh." They stop
"Uh, we're with a larger table. The Appleworths family."
>>138717
The Lieutenant unhesitatingly walks forward towards the grey stallion, who seems to be in charge.
"Uh, Captain Forrester, I presume?"
The grey stallion gives a curt nod, and then resumes staring back at the lieutenant with a blank expression. The lieutenant salutes him
"Second Lieutenant Brisbuck, assigned to Company C, second rifle battalion of the 23rd Infantry Division. I am leading 'E' platoon from Wald, in Sunny Mountains to join with the 23rd on the frontline, here in Cascadia, where I presume our platoon will be cut up and sent along as replacements."
"Is it just your platoon?"
He asks
"Yes. Are you expecting a medical division?"
"No. Not that I have been informed of. You walked here?"
"Yes."
"Why not use the rail?"
"Well, I assume command believes the rail lines to be less secure this close to the front. That, or the rolling stock shortage is as bad as the rumors say. You know the Newspapers don't report it, but that doesn't mean it's not there..."
The Captain almost cuts him off
"Very well. You may continue on your way."
"I'm - well, may we make use of this town's kitchen facilities? And any phone or telegraph lines. We need to get in touch with command, back in Wald."
The captain replies
"To the former, we are not prepared now for an entire new platoon. As for the latter, there seems to be a temporary outage of the telegraph lines."
"Well... that would explain why command did not tell you we were coming..."
"Indeed."
he pauses a moment
"We will make accommodations for your troops, and we are working on locating the source of the problem with the telegraph lines."
>>138720
She blinks in response to this. "Oh, I didn't know.
Right this way, I think these are the ponies you're looking for." She hopes the ponies at the front gathering are the "Appleworths" in question.
She blinks in response to this. "Oh, I didn't know.
Right this way, I think these are the ponies you're looking for." She hopes the ponies at the front gathering are the "Appleworths" in question.
>>138722
It seems to be so. The stallion and the colt move seats aside, revealing a small green pegasus colt, whom the older colt picks up, and sets in another chair
It seems to be so. The stallion and the colt move seats aside, revealing a small green pegasus colt, whom the older colt picks up, and sets in another chair
>>138723
She breathes a sigh of relief. Phew, seems like everypony's happy. Smiling to herself at the comfortable arrangement, she returns to her place at the front.
She breathes a sigh of relief. Phew, seems like everypony's happy. Smiling to herself at the comfortable arrangement, she returns to her place at the front.
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