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Occupied Equestria - Long Hard Ride
Anonymous
72d6971
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No.139000
139001
The adventure continues
1610 replies and 6 files omitted.
Amber Sunset
1961953
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No.139061
139062
>>139060
"It sounds like work a secretary would do, except you're not getting paid."
Anonymous
2d63adf
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No.139062
139063
>>139061
This gets laughter from him
“Something like that, yeah. Though I’ve never been a secretary... Are you not in school?” He asks
Amber Sunset
1961953
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No.139063
139064
>>139062
The auburn-haired mare shakes her head. "No, everything I know came from my parents and the books they collected. As for here in the city, during the day I work at a clothing store."
Anonymous
2d63adf
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No.139064
139065
>>139063
“Huh...” he looks at Amber with a blank expression.
“That’s a bit different. Must not have been a school house out where you’re from.”
Amber Sunset
1961953
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No.139065
139066
>>139064
"Not really, no." She shifts around uncomfortably.
Anonymous
2d63adf
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No.139066
139067
>>139065
“You really are from a small place then”
Amber Sunset
1961953
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No.139067
139068
>>139066
"It never looked too small to me. Number of ponies, sure, but there were plenty of fields, a forest to the south, and even a lake not too far away. Even without a proper town we had all the necessities of life."
Anonymous
2d63adf
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No.139068
139069
>>139067
“Bet you didn’t know restaurants like this were necessary. Or clothing stores... or any of the other stuff you find in the city.”
Amber Sunset
1961953
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No.139069
139070
>>139068
"I'd much rather cook for myself–no offense, I think this restaurant is excellent–but I need to save to buy cooking utensils and groceries."
Anonymous
2d63adf
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No.139070
139071
>>139069
“You’re not a fan of Jambalry’s cooking?” He asks, feigning skepticism. More seriously, he asks:
“You don’t have any utensils?!”
Amber Sunset
1961953
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No.139071
139072
>>139070
"I don't have anything except for some clothes and my mandolin. I'm already a hundred and fifty bits in debt–" she makes a disgusted expression "–but my landlord told me there's no place cheaper and that I really didn't want to sleep outside for some reason."
Anonymous
2d63adf
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No.139072
139073
>>139071
“Oh... well that’s unfortunate.”
Amber Sunset
1961953
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No.139073
139074
>>139072
She smiles optimistically though tiredly. "It shouldn't be like this for too long, though. With two jobs I should be getting better off quickly."
Anonymous
2d63adf
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No.139074
139075
>>139073
“Hopefully...” he answers, kind of unsure.
“So uh... what’s the clothing business like?”
Amber Sunset
1961953
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No.139075
139076
>>139074
"It's different than what I expected. I don't know all that much because it was also my first day there, but there are ponies who like to overdress and others who just hate clothing stores."
Anonymous
2d63adf
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No.139076
139077
>>139075
“That sounds about right for this city.” He answers
“Think you’ll have fun doing it?”
Amber Sunset
1961953
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No.139077
139078
>>139076
Amber yawns, her eyelids drooping. "I don't know. Maybe?"
Anonymous
2d63adf
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No.139078
139079
>>139077
“Getting pretty tired there?” He asks
Amber Sunset
1961953
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No.139079
139080
>>139078
Nodding, she answers, "Normally I don't stay up this late." She shifts with a sudden panic. "I–," another yawn, "I need to be getting back. I have work tomorrow."
Anonymous
2d63adf
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No.139080
139081
>>139079
“Do you...” his ears go down, he looks away, then looks back to Amber. “Do you want me to walk to you back?”
Amber Sunset
1961953
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No.139081
139082
>>139080
She smiles at Mustard. "That would be nice, but I don't live very far away, and what about you?"
Anonymous
2d63adf
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No.139082
>>139081
“I stay with my mother further south, in a row house by the river.”
Amber Sunset
1961953
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No.139083
139084
"That is a lot further away! Are you sure you don't want me to walk you home?"
Anonymous
2d63adf
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No.139084
139085
>>139083
“Heh”
But he doesn’t actually have a response to this one.
Amber Sunset
1961953
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No.139085
139086
>>139084
"Anyway, it was nice to meet you, Mustard Trim. Maybe we can talk again tomorrow?"
Anonymous
2d63adf
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No.139086
139087
>>139085
“Uh, sure” he says, awkwardly smiling. “You’re sure you are comfortable walking back alone?” He adds
Amber Sunset
1961953
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No.139087
139088
>>139086
She looks puzzled by his insistence. "I live a ways east of here. There's nothing I should worry about, is there?"
Anonymous
2d63adf
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No.139088
139089
>>139087
“Well, I just... I guess if you feel safe... but if you don’t...”
Amber Sunset
1961953
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No.139089
139090
>>139088
She smiles amusedly. "I'm touched you're so worried about a filly you just met. That's very gentlecoltly of you."
Anonymous
2d63adf
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No.139090
139091
>>139089
“Thank you...” he says, falling back in his seat
Amber Sunset
1961953
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No.139091
139092
>>139090
"You're welcome. Anyway, goodnight and take care on your trot home." She gets up, pushes her chair back into place and starts to turn to the exit.
Anonymous
2d63adf
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No.139092
139093
>>139091
Mustard Trim makes no reply nor movement, and Amber walks unmolested to the front door.
Amber Sunset
1961953
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No.139093
139094
>>139092
Thankfully Mustard has no interest in molesting her at the time, so Amber leaves the restaurant and returns to her apartment.
Anonymous
2d63adf
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No.139094
139095
>>139093
[1d20 = 6]

It’s much colder now, especially with a wind from the north blowing in, unimpeded on the north-south street
Amber Sunset
1961953
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No.139095
139096
>>139094
Amber shivers and pulls her cloak I believe she brought it with her more tightly around herself.
Anonymous
2d63adf
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No.139096
139097
>>139095
She makes her way eastward. It’s done number of streets. There are ponies on the sidewalks, and non-pony creatures both hippoform and not, walking in groups, in pairs, alone, or even stumbling about aimlessly on street corners. The buildings become shorter, and the streets, dirtier the further east she moves. Most areas are lit by street lamp, some are not. On one corner, illuminated almost by floodlights, two pegasi in green uniforms stand carrying what look like carbine rifles.

[1d20 = 4]
Amber Sunset
1961953
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No.139097
139098
>>139096
Those look like soldiers. No wonder Mustard sounded tense, it just doesn't feel safe around here for some reason. It's neither cheery with ponies being carefree or tranquil like countryside nights.
Anonymous
2d63adf
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No.139098
139099
>>139097
Most of the streets don’t have any particular problem with smell or garbage, but there are one or two brief segments where a pungent smell comes through. In some areas, restaurants and bars are open and still have life in them. In others, closed, unlit stores create a wall of darkness on the sides of streets. A similar pattern repeats when Amber enters the residential areas.
Amber Sunset
1961953
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No.139099
139100
>>139098
Amber wonders why there would be any eateries or other establishments open at this hour, and how unpleasant it must be for the staff if it's already so late for her.
Anonymous
2d63adf
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No.139100
139101
>>139099
All the same, Amber eventually arrives back at the tenement block containing her apartment
Amber Sunset
1961953
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No.139101
139102
>>139100
See, it was nothing. Mustard was just being a worrywort, she thinks to herself. She goes upstairs to her apartment.
Anonymous
2d63adf
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No.139102
139103
>>139101
Amber makes it back to her apartment at probably around 10:30 PM. She’s spent 10 or so hours working at minimum wage to serve ponies who are far higher class than her, only finally eating leftovers late at night, while being indirectly victimized by political terrorism, dealing with competing agency jurisdictions. and pushing away two colts. Unfortunately, she was unsuccessful in her primary goal of not owing money to the mafia. Could be worse though. Could be a lot worse.
Amber Sunset
1961953
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No.139103
139104
>>139102
The broader context of her situation is lost on her, as she expected the first few days of city life to be somewhat rough. Being far too tired to closely think about her day, she's glad to be one day closer toward not owing any debt, having a warm meal in her belly and meeting some more-or-less friendly faces. She brushes her teeth and says her prayers before heading to sleep, though this time she foregoes thorough grooming and musical practice.
Anonymous
2d63adf
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No.139104
139105
>>139103
Also Amber was unable to use her instrument today. You’ll get ‘em next time, little filly
Amber Sunset
1961953
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No.139105
139106
>>139104
Should we go onto the next day?
Anonymous
2d63adf
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No.139106
139107
>>139105
Depends on the intent for the next day. What do?
Amber Sunset
1961953
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No.139107
139108
>>139106
If it's a weekday Amber would like to go to work.
Anonymous
2d63adf
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No.139108
139109
>>139107
Hmmm... what other ambitions does Amber have for the next day?
Amber Sunset
1961953
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No.139109
139110
>>139108
A chance to play the mandolin and/or better knowing her coworkers.
Anonymous
2d63adf
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No.139110
139111
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>>139109
Hmmm...

Regardless, Amber wakes up in her bed, finding herself not stabbed, abducted, nor replaced by a Changeling.