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>>140048
>>140047
The shot goes low, landing in the ceiling - one of the few vaulted ceilings in the town - causing a few ceramic shingles to shatter and fly about. Quite a number are dislodged, sliding off the roof and falling to the ground.
This absolutely gets the Changeling's attention
"Dort!"
There is the sound of rifle fire, and Silver can see dirt kicked up by a bullet hitting the ground behind the house where they are hiding.
>>140047
The shot goes low, landing in the ceiling - one of the few vaulted ceilings in the town - causing a few ceramic shingles to shatter and fly about. Quite a number are dislodged, sliding off the roof and falling to the ground.
This absolutely gets the Changeling's attention
"Dort!"
There is the sound of rifle fire, and Silver can see dirt kicked up by a bullet hitting the ground behind the house where they are hiding.
>>140046
"Thank you for your business, have a nice day. I hope your daughter does well!" She waves goodbye to the customer.
"Thank you for your business, have a nice day. I hope your daughter does well!" She waves goodbye to the customer.
>>140050
"Oh, she will. She will."
He leaves, but outside, Amber notices something. An automobile pulls up, stopping outside. It's a rather fancy one two, with a long engine house and curves. A grey diamond dog in a suit and wearing a black cap gets out and opens the rear door.
"Oh, she will. She will."
He leaves, but outside, Amber notices something. An automobile pulls up, stopping outside. It's a rather fancy one two, with a long engine house and curves. A grey diamond dog in a suit and wearing a black cap gets out and opens the rear door.
>>140049
"Take cover against wall!"
Silver rushes up against the wall of the church, to inform the rest of the ponies what to do. He points to one of the ponies carrying grenades.
"Take step back and toss pineapple!"
"Take cover against wall!"
Silver rushes up against the wall of the church, to inform the rest of the ponies what to do. He points to one of the ponies carrying grenades.
"Take step back and toss pineapple!"
>>140051
Her mouth gapes open at such an unexpected sight. Amber had seen automobiles before but never such ones designed with form in mind to a degree of art. She assumes that the diamond dog must be quite wealthy if he has such nice clothes and is driving such a machine–that is, until he opens the door.
Her mouth gapes open at such an unexpected sight. Amber had seen automobiles before but never such ones designed with form in mind to a degree of art. She assumes that the diamond dog must be quite wealthy if he has such nice clothes and is driving such a machine–that is, until he opens the door.
>>140054
The pony that steps out is a unicorn mare. Her coat is a lighter pink, but she's wearing a dress of greens and blues. Her mane has black and white both. She steps down, and walks towards the shop, then inside. The diamond dog closes the door.
The pony that steps out is a unicorn mare. Her coat is a lighter pink, but she's wearing a dress of greens and blues. Her mane has black and white both. She steps down, and walks towards the shop, then inside. The diamond dog closes the door.
>>140053
"At where rifle fire is coming from!"
He motions to the same location as he did for the rifle grenade.
"At where rifle fire is coming from!"
He motions to the same location as he did for the rifle grenade.
>>140057
>>140057
One is tossed over, hits a window and falls down besides the church, detonating on the ground. There is a distinct sound of glass breaaking, as some of the windows on the church shatter. Shrapnel seems to fly either way through the passage way between the buildings.
Another grenade is tossed up, bounces on the roof, and falls over to the other side of the roof, exploding somewhere on the roof top.
>>140057
One is tossed over, hits a window and falls down besides the church, detonating on the ground. There is a distinct sound of glass breaaking, as some of the windows on the church shatter. Shrapnel seems to fly either way through the passage way between the buildings.
Another grenade is tossed up, bounces on the roof, and falls over to the other side of the roof, exploding somewhere on the roof top.
>>140055
Oh my, I wasn't expecting somepony like this! She looks a princess almost. What do I do, what do I do? she frets to herself, before practically leaping in front of her and bowing, or whatever the pony equivalent of a curtsey is.
Oh my, I wasn't expecting somepony like this! She looks a princess almost. What do I do, what do I do? she frets to herself, before practically leaping in front of her and bowing, or whatever the pony equivalent of a curtsey is.
>>140059
She opens the door, affirming that her stop here was indeed intentional. She walks in, delicately but also with a quick pace. At once she looks young, but also older, like she's trying to keep the beauty of youth even after the passage of years. A best guess is that she's somewhere in her late thirties - if she's older, she does a good job of hiding it - while still attractive to the stallions (mostly, anyways). Her dress is probably the most peculiar feature about her, besides the automobile and driver. It's a set of fine material (silk?) that looks inappropriately light for a winter's day. It's pattern of blues and greens with yellow hints looks almost like the aurora. It's probably a more expensive brand than anything sold here. She wears a white and blue set of slippers.
Guy has spent much of the day standing on guard slightly to the right of the entryway, and a little back. He has tried to meet and talk with customers before Amber could. Now, he takes a step back, and moves out of the way. High Sewn looks up from her magazine at the entering mare.
>>140060
"Yes."
Perhaps the last grenade had its intended effect of making the Changeling position duck down, because there is a pause of fire for almost three seconds. but when that ends, there is a hail of bullets. The machine gun starts shooting, and seems to hit the wall of the house Silver and the rifle section are up against.
[1d20 = 20]
She opens the door, affirming that her stop here was indeed intentional. She walks in, delicately but also with a quick pace. At once she looks young, but also older, like she's trying to keep the beauty of youth even after the passage of years. A best guess is that she's somewhere in her late thirties - if she's older, she does a good job of hiding it - while still attractive to the stallions (mostly, anyways). Her dress is probably the most peculiar feature about her, besides the automobile and driver. It's a set of fine material (silk?) that looks inappropriately light for a winter's day. It's pattern of blues and greens with yellow hints looks almost like the aurora. It's probably a more expensive brand than anything sold here. She wears a white and blue set of slippers.
Guy has spent much of the day standing on guard slightly to the right of the entryway, and a little back. He has tried to meet and talk with customers before Amber could. Now, he takes a step back, and moves out of the way. High Sewn looks up from her magazine at the entering mare.
>>140060
"Yes."
Perhaps the last grenade had its intended effect of making the Changeling position duck down, because there is a pause of fire for almost three seconds. but when that ends, there is a hail of bullets. The machine gun starts shooting, and seems to hit the wall of the house Silver and the rifle section are up against.
[1d20 = 20]
>>140061
Compared to this new entrant Amber looks positively drab with her dark, concealing dress that was out of fashion years ago. Her straight-cut hair betrays the appearance of a commoner, a fact only reinforced by her country accent.
"Good afternoon, miss! Welcome to the shop. I hope there is something I can help you with," she says with a hint of nervousness but also with warmth.
Compared to this new entrant Amber looks positively drab with her dark, concealing dress that was out of fashion years ago. Her straight-cut hair betrays the appearance of a commoner, a fact only reinforced by her country accent.
"Good afternoon, miss! Welcome to the shop. I hope there is something I can help you with," she says with a hint of nervousness but also with warmth.
>>140062
She turns sharply to Amber, and looks at her with her light blue eyes.
"I can find it myself just fine, thank you." She turns away. Then she turns back
"Actually, surprise me. It's a gift for somepony's daughter."
She turns sharply to Amber, and looks at her with her light blue eyes.
"I can find it myself just fine, thank you." She turns away. Then she turns back
"Actually, surprise me. It's a gift for somepony's daughter."
>>140061
>>140060
A hail of bullets come down, hitting the wall of the house and the ground around them.
Then something very unfortunate comes down, bouncing against the ground, flying up, and stopping past the ponies in front of them, behind the house. It's a grenade, perfectly positioned in front of them all.
>>140064
She slowly comes over.
"Younger" she says
>>140060
A hail of bullets come down, hitting the wall of the house and the ground around them.
Then something very unfortunate comes down, bouncing against the ground, flying up, and stopping past the ponies in front of them, behind the house. It's a grenade, perfectly positioned in front of them all.
>>140064
She slowly comes over.
"Younger" she says
>>140065
Can Silver make a roll to throw the grenade away from the soldiers? And if so, what type of roll?
Can Silver make a roll to throw the grenade away from the soldiers? And if so, what type of roll?
>>140067
It's already been flying through the air, so there is not much time. It would be like an unarmed attack role, because it is literally a kick. Also, failure and probably even success mean a grenade exploding very nearby
>>140066
She looks at it
"Rather basic. But if this pony were more important, I'd be at Le Chevalier. Why don't you tell me what you'd get your six year old daughter? With more money, of course."
It's already been flying through the air, so there is not much time. It would be like an unarmed attack role, because it is literally a kick. Also, failure and probably even success mean a grenade exploding very nearby
>>140066
She looks at it
"Rather basic. But if this pony were more important, I'd be at Le Chevalier. Why don't you tell me what you'd get your six year old daughter? With more money, of course."
>>140068
Time slows down to a point where it almost completely stops in Silver's head. All of the options available to him go through to be weighed in his mind, and in his mind he doesn't see very many good options. And there isn't much time to deliberate on any better ones. He thinks about the soldiers with him, about their service to Equestria, what ponies await them back home when this war is over, how much more of their young lives they have left...and makes his decision.
He offers a prayer to Celestia, prepares to be welcomed by his long dead wife, and jumps on the grenade.
Time slows down to a point where it almost completely stops in Silver's head. All of the options available to him go through to be weighed in his mind, and in his mind he doesn't see very many good options. And there isn't much time to deliberate on any better ones. He thinks about the soldiers with him, about their service to Equestria, what ponies await them back home when this war is over, how much more of their young lives they have left...and makes his decision.
He offers a prayer to Celestia, prepares to be welcomed by his long dead wife, and jumps on the grenade.
>>140068
"I…don't have a daughter. But if I did, maybe something that could be worn to a lot of different events over the year." She feels a dark cream, cotton dress with embroidery on the upper part and truffles on the skirt.
"I…don't have a daughter. But if I did, maybe something that could be worn to a lot of different events over the year." She feels a dark cream, cotton dress with embroidery on the upper part and truffles on the skirt.
>>140069
I'm guessing Silver ends the dream right here?
https://youtu.be/-Pouu1DoqVM?t=230
>>140070
"And that is what you'd go with?" She asks, skeptically
I'm guessing Silver ends the dream right here?
https://youtu.be/-Pouu1DoqVM?t=230
>>140070
"And that is what you'd go with?" She asks, skeptically
>>140071
"Um, maybe something brighter would be better for her age, like pink. I'm sure she would like that, right? Maybe with flowers."
"Um, maybe something brighter would be better for her age, like pink. I'm sure she would like that, right? Maybe with flowers."
>>140074
"I'm from a bit to the west of here. I came to the city a couple of days ago," she replies slowly.
"I'm from a bit to the west of here. I came to the city a couple of days ago," she replies slowly.
>>140074
I'm just not sure he'd survive even if he was successful in kicking the grenade away or telekinetically throwing it around the corner of the building.
I'm just not sure he'd survive even if he was successful in kicking the grenade away or telekinetically throwing it around the corner of the building.
>>140077
"The forested area near by the river. It's a bit closer to Baltimare than it is to New Horseleans."
"The forested area near by the river. It's a bit closer to Baltimare than it is to New Horseleans."
>>140081
"A lot of folks go to the city to try to get rich. I don't want to get rich–I wouldn't even know what to do with the money–but I got to support my parents and my little brother."
"A lot of folks go to the city to try to get rich. I don't want to get rich–I wouldn't even know what to do with the money–but I got to support my parents and my little brother."
Or should we do-over with Silver kicking/throwing the grenade away instead?
>>140084
"Yes, ma'am. Miss Sewn was kind enough to let me work in her store and I'm trying my hardest to help her. I'm also the hostess for a restaurant at night." She grins, as if this is some small point of pride.
"Yes, ma'am. Miss Sewn was kind enough to let me work in her store and I'm trying my hardest to help her. I'm also the hostess for a restaurant at night." She grins, as if this is some small point of pride.
[1d20+8 = 17]
Let's just see what the roll would have been.
Let's just see what the roll would have been.
>>140086
Has the name of the restaurant been given yet? If not, let's just say Amber mentions it and follows up with the eager question, "Have you heard of it? A lot of fashionable mares like yourself tend to visit."
Has the name of the restaurant been given yet? If not, let's just say Amber mentions it and follows up with the eager question, "Have you heard of it? A lot of fashionable mares like yourself tend to visit."
>>140091
"I really hope you can stop by one day, even if just for a bite or a drink. The decor is really nice and the food is even better. I'll get you the best seat in the house, oh forgive me for rambling…"
"I really hope you can stop by one day, even if just for a bite or a drink. The decor is really nice and the food is even better. I'll get you the best seat in the house, oh forgive me for rambling…"
>>140093
She smiles a little
“You sure are a chipper one. Do you take so much pride in every little job?”
She smiles a little
“You sure are a chipper one. Do you take so much pride in every little job?”
>>140098
Waabishki says to Makade:
"Didn't your parents move to Whinnyapolis?"
Makade:
"No. Why?"
Waabishki:
"That letter you had smuggled in. Biwak told me about it."
Makade:
"And?"
Waabishki:
"And they told you they moved to Whinnyapolis."
Makade:
"Okay, yes. Fine."
Waabishki says to Makade:
"Didn't your parents move to Whinnyapolis?"
Makade:
"No. Why?"
Waabishki:
"That letter you had smuggled in. Biwak told me about it."
Makade:
"And?"
Waabishki:
"And they told you they moved to Whinnyapolis."
Makade:
"Okay, yes. Fine."
>>140104
Okay, either cut to arrive in Whinnyapolis, or move to coach car Which will likely lead to arrival
Okay, either cut to arrive in Whinnyapolis, or move to coach car Which will likely lead to arrival
>>140106
It's perhaps one and a half to two hours, Spark feels the train slowing, and then stopping.
Doctor:
"We must be arriving in station."
It's perhaps one and a half to two hours, Spark feels the train slowing, and then stopping.
Doctor:
"We must be arriving in station."
>>140108
Makade pulls his rifle back into the coffin as Waabishki places the lid back on Miskobag's coffin. Spark finds the door at the back, and is able to go through it, through the vestibule, and through the door into the coach. Spark sees the ponies inside the coach car, though it's less than half full. More earth ponies than any other race, and a surprising - or not surprising - number of Crystal ponies. They wear old woven sweaters and heavy coats, and look up at the passing ponies if they look up at all. At the end of the car are two seats together. Looking outside, Spark can see they are already at the platform - an island, mostly empty, of brick and concrete. Nopony stands to get off.
A white unicorn stallion with a ragged coat walks inside, declaring "have your tickets and ID ready to present." He comes in turn to Spark and the doctor.
Makade pulls his rifle back into the coffin as Waabishki places the lid back on Miskobag's coffin. Spark finds the door at the back, and is able to go through it, through the vestibule, and through the door into the coach. Spark sees the ponies inside the coach car, though it's less than half full. More earth ponies than any other race, and a surprising - or not surprising - number of Crystal ponies. They wear old woven sweaters and heavy coats, and look up at the passing ponies if they look up at all. At the end of the car are two seats together. Looking outside, Spark can see they are already at the platform - an island, mostly empty, of brick and concrete. Nopony stands to get off.
A white unicorn stallion with a ragged coat walks inside, declaring "have your tickets and ID ready to present." He comes in turn to Spark and the doctor.
[1d20+6 = 17]
Reflex
Reflex
>>140120
The doctor smiles and blinks, evidently not understanding
\
"Tickets and ID" the attendant says
The doctor smiles and blinks, evidently not understanding
\
"Tickets and ID" the attendant says
>>140125
Spark shows his fake ID from the boarder crossing.
"I said I'm with the doc here. The changelings on the line when I boarded said I was free to ride due to the nature of the cargo we are carrying. It is urgent."
Spark shows his fake ID from the boarder crossing.
"I said I'm with the doc here. The changelings on the line when I boarded said I was free to ride due to the nature of the cargo we are carrying. It is urgent."
Silver shouts "GRENADE!" while diving to kick the grenade away from the group.
>>140126
He blinks, and picks up the ID with blue unicorn magic, examining it
The Doctor:
"Yes... we're escorting medical... 'waste,' if you will, from Blackwood. Some discretion is requested from the Gendarme. The regional commander will appreciate it."
The doctor gives the attendant his ID, and the attendant backs off. Attendant:
"Very well. You are cleared."
And Spark and the doctor may leave
He blinks, and picks up the ID with blue unicorn magic, examining it
The Doctor:
"Yes... we're escorting medical... 'waste,' if you will, from Blackwood. Some discretion is requested from the Gendarme. The regional commander will appreciate it."
The doctor gives the attendant his ID, and the attendant backs off. Attendant:
"Very well. You are cleared."
And Spark and the doctor may leave
>>140121
>>140127
Silver sees the grenade coming to a resting position in front of his group. He immediately rushes forward and kicks it to push it away, before trying his hardest to throw himself to the ground.
There is a loud sound, a stinging sensation, and then tinnitus making it difficult to hear much at all.
[1d6 = 2]
[2d6 = 3]
[2d6 = 4]
[1d6 = 2]
>>140129
This is not an easy task, as it requires locating a cart, taking the three coffins out, stacking them, and covering everything with a cover.
>>140127
Silver sees the grenade coming to a resting position in front of his group. He immediately rushes forward and kicks it to push it away, before trying his hardest to throw himself to the ground.
There is a loud sound, a stinging sensation, and then tinnitus making it difficult to hear much at all.
[1d6 = 2]
[2d6 = 3]
[2d6 = 4]
[1d6 = 2]
>>140129
This is not an easy task, as it requires locating a cart, taking the three coffins out, stacking them, and covering everything with a cover.
>>140127
>>140130
In Silver's years of life, he presumably has many things to be grateful for, and many ponies to be grateful to. Of these, one of the least expected benefactors of Silver is also one of the more consequential: whatever Changeling military adviser thought it would be a good idea to use "offensive" concussion-effect grenades over the Equestrian style "defensive" fragmentation grenades.
Silver is a little dazed, is prone, momentarily deaf, and seems to have been hit with some shrapnel. But he is alive and can move his limbs.
>>140131
Yes, one for moving luggage short distances evidently belonging to the railway. But it's not suited for taking the coffins across the city.
>>140130
In Silver's years of life, he presumably has many things to be grateful for, and many ponies to be grateful to. Of these, one of the least expected benefactors of Silver is also one of the more consequential: whatever Changeling military adviser thought it would be a good idea to use "offensive" concussion-effect grenades over the Equestrian style "defensive" fragmentation grenades.
Silver is a little dazed, is prone, momentarily deaf, and seems to have been hit with some shrapnel. But he is alive and can move his limbs.
>>140131
Yes, one for moving luggage short distances evidently belonging to the railway. But it's not suited for taking the coffins across the city.
>>140132
Groaning in pain and unable to hear anything over the loud dinn in his ears, Silver checks to see just how bad his shrapnel wounds are.
Groaning in pain and unable to hear anything over the loud dinn in his ears, Silver checks to see just how bad his shrapnel wounds are.
>>140134
A slim piece of casing, very small, in the upper back. It's hard to tell how hard it would be to remove.
A slim piece of casing, very small, in the upper back. It's hard to tell how hard it would be to remove.
[1d20+5 = 23]
>>140135
Heal: Silver turns his head so he can look at the shrapnel as best as he can, bites down on his rifle, and focuses his magic around the metal piece to try to pull it out.
>>140135
Heal: Silver turns his head so he can look at the shrapnel as best as he can, bites down on his rifle, and focuses his magic around the metal piece to try to pull it out.
>>140137
Cannot rest when enemies are nearby - Silver has exposed himself dangerously close to the line of fire.
Cannot rest when enemies are nearby - Silver has exposed himself dangerously close to the line of fire.
>>140137
>>140139
Silver succeeds in pulling a small piece of grenade casing out of him, though it leaves a lot of blood.
Silver can see that three other members of the section were hit, ones who failed to hit the ground before the grenade exploded. The wounding is minor compared to what it could have been
>>140139
Silver succeeds in pulling a small piece of grenade casing out of him, though it leaves a lot of blood.
Silver can see that three other members of the section were hit, ones who failed to hit the ground before the grenade exploded. The wounding is minor compared to what it could have been
>>140140
Silver groans in pain again, and slowly stands up from his position. He peaks around the corner at the changeling position.
Silver groans in pain again, and slowly stands up from his position. He peaks around the corner at the changeling position.
>>140144
Whether Silver hit or did not, he certainly got close, hitting within the tower, and causing at least one to drop their heads
[1d20 = 16]
Whether Silver hit or did not, he certainly got close, hitting within the tower, and causing at least one to drop their heads
[1d20 = 16]
>>140151
"I'm going to take that as a no!"
Is there any medium or large size object nearby that can be thrown, like a brick?
"I'm going to take that as a no!"
Is there any medium or large size object nearby that can be thrown, like a brick?
>>140155
"Clack clack clack" a short burst from the machine gun - not more than a second - and no shots from rifles
"Clack clack clack" a short burst from the machine gun - not more than a second - and no shots from rifles
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