The adventure continues
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>>140943
He makes the motion again, hoping to insist.
"I promise you, I am not here to hurt you. But I need to know you won't try to hurt me before I can help."
He makes the motion again, hoping to insist.
"I promise you, I am not here to hurt you. But I need to know you won't try to hurt me before I can help."
>>140945
Silver slowly lays down in front of the changeling, putting himself more at eyelevel with him. He points to the creature's wounds.
"You are pretty badly injured. I can patch you up, but we need to trust each other first."
He motions from his chest to the changeling's and back with a hoof.
Silver slowly lays down in front of the changeling, putting himself more at eyelevel with him. He points to the creature's wounds.
"You are pretty badly injured. I can patch you up, but we need to trust each other first."
He motions from his chest to the changeling's and back with a hoof.
>>140946
The creature is ever so slightly to the left of the corner, so that that it is backed up against the left-most wall. It sits with its right foreleg on the ground, and its left foreleg holding both the grenade and what appears to be a uniform against its chest. It seems to have no interest in removing its foreleg from its chest, very possibly because that is what is holding back more bleeding.
The creature is ever so slightly to the left of the corner, so that that it is backed up against the left-most wall. It sits with its right foreleg on the ground, and its left foreleg holding both the grenade and what appears to be a uniform against its chest. It seems to have no interest in removing its foreleg from its chest, very possibly because that is what is holding back more bleeding.
>>140947
Silver takes in a breath, lights his horn, and forms a telekinetic sheath around the grenade. He points to it again, makes a taking motion with his hoof, then he mimes himself wrapping something around his arm before pointing at the changeling's wounded chest.
"I am going to take grenade from you, and in exchange, I will bandage your wound. Deal?"
Silver takes in a breath, lights his horn, and forms a telekinetic sheath around the grenade. He points to it again, makes a taking motion with his hoof, then he mimes himself wrapping something around his arm before pointing at the changeling's wounded chest.
"I am going to take grenade from you, and in exchange, I will bandage your wound. Deal?"
>>140948
The creature seems surprised by this, but at least, Silver has a grip over the handle of the grenade
The creature seems surprised by this, but at least, Silver has a grip over the handle of the grenade
>>140952
Yes. The creature had it held down as a sort of "dead man's switch," and now it's being held in place by Silver's magic.
Yes. The creature had it held down as a sort of "dead man's switch," and now it's being held in place by Silver's magic.
>>140953
Silver lets out a sigh of relief. With a hoof, he points to where the pin is supposed to be.
"Pin?"
Silver lets out a sigh of relief. With a hoof, he points to where the pin is supposed to be.
"Pin?"
>>140954
The creature looks downwards to an area that would be below it. It isn't entirely visible with it crouched over and holding the uniform against its body
The creature looks downwards to an area that would be below it. It isn't entirely visible with it crouched over and holding the uniform against its body
>>140955
Silver extends a tendril of magic to feel the area the changeling looks at for any sign of the pin.
Silver extends a tendril of magic to feel the area the changeling looks at for any sign of the pin.
>>140959
He looks up to the changeling, and points again to where the pin should be in the grenade.
"Can you help?"
"Can you
He looks up to the changeling, and points again to where the pin should be in the grenade.
"Can you help?"
"Can you
>>140965
He scrunches his nose in frustration, before tapping where the pin is supposed to go again.
"Can, you, help, find, pin?"
He scrunches his nose in frustration, before tapping where the pin is supposed to go again.
"Can, you, help, find, pin?"
>>140966
The creature moves its foreleg around, and with aura of green magic, pulls up the pin from under the uniform.
The creature moves its foreleg around, and with aura of green magic, pulls up the pin from under the uniform.
>>140969
Silver takes the grenade as part of his equipment, now that it's safe(r). To the changeling's surprise, perhaps, Silver doesn't take this as a sign to start attacking the changeling. Instead, he trots slowly over to the door, and speaks to Sleetfall.
"Can you get some clean cloth, perhaps from clothing worn by other changelings?"
Silver takes the grenade as part of his equipment, now that it's safe(r). To the changeling's surprise, perhaps, Silver doesn't take this as a sign to start attacking the changeling. Instead, he trots slowly over to the door, and speaks to Sleetfall.
"Can you get some clean cloth, perhaps from clothing worn by other changelings?"
>>140970
"They are all wearing Equestrian Army uniforms anyways. I can cut some off. Ought to be shot as spies."
"They are all wearing Equestrian Army uniforms anyways. I can cut some off. Ought to be shot as spies."
>>140971
"Duly noted."
Silver in the meantime watches over the changeling. He places a hoof over his own chest.
"Silver Sword. My name is Silver Sword."
"Duly noted."
Silver in the meantime watches over the changeling. He places a hoof over his own chest.
"Silver Sword. My name is Silver Sword."
>>140972
The creature looks back up at Silver, holding its own chest in silence.
Sleetfall comes back.
"Here's part of a uniform that didn't already have blood on it. I figure it'll have roach blood on it if we use it on him. Fitting."
The creature looks back up at Silver, holding its own chest in silence.
Sleetfall comes back.
"Here's part of a uniform that didn't already have blood on it. I figure it'll have roach blood on it if we use it on him. Fitting."
>>140973
Silver doesn't comment on his statement, and merely tells him "Thank you" in response before taking it.
Silver trots calmly up to the changeling, uniform in hoof. He lays down on his legs in front of him, and then uses a foreleg to point at the creature's chest.
"I am going to help you, okay?"
Silver doesn't comment on his statement, and merely tells him "Thank you" in response before taking it.
Silver trots calmly up to the changeling, uniform in hoof. He lays down on his legs in front of him, and then uses a foreleg to point at the creature's chest.
"I am going to help you, okay?"
>>140974
The creature looks back at Silver, and its ears twitch. It closes its mouth, and for the first time, nods.
Then a green flash envelopes it. The process perhaps reminds Silver of the burning of magnesium in a flash powder lamp for a camera, though not quite as bright and tinted yellow-green. Not quite blinding in the moment, it leaves behind a creature that Silver by now can recognize as a changeling drone with a green ray on the back of its head and blue eyes. A few features stand out at this very close distance, like the small lights at the center of its eyes, or the spits in its ears that make them look almost like sliced open rubber tubes that have been cut in the back. It's chest has the appearance of something like ribs sticking out, and a definite tapering down to the belly. It's wings are long and thin, and while they most resemble the wings of a cockroach, they have hints of green that make them slightly resemble those of a more elegant creature, like a dragonfly. This looks like the creature that shot the machine gunner, and who knows who else. Then again, they kind of all look alike. It keeps its thin lips closed, though its fangs protrude out.
The creature looks back at Silver, and its ears twitch. It closes its mouth, and for the first time, nods.
Then a green flash envelopes it. The process perhaps reminds Silver of the burning of magnesium in a flash powder lamp for a camera, though not quite as bright and tinted yellow-green. Not quite blinding in the moment, it leaves behind a creature that Silver by now can recognize as a changeling drone with a green ray on the back of its head and blue eyes. A few features stand out at this very close distance, like the small lights at the center of its eyes, or the spits in its ears that make them look almost like sliced open rubber tubes that have been cut in the back. It's chest has the appearance of something like ribs sticking out, and a definite tapering down to the belly. It's wings are long and thin, and while they most resemble the wings of a cockroach, they have hints of green that make them slightly resemble those of a more elegant creature, like a dragonfly. This looks like the creature that shot the machine gunner, and who knows who else. Then again, they kind of all look alike. It keeps its thin lips closed, though its fangs protrude out.
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>>140975
Silver is a little surprised at the transformation, but he doesn't let it keep him from trying to help.
Heal: Silver does his best to bandage the changeling, tearing the uniform into strips and guiding the changeling's foreleg so he can properly cover his wounds.
>>140975
Silver is a little surprised at the transformation, but he doesn't let it keep him from trying to help.
Heal: Silver does his best to bandage the changeling, tearing the uniform into strips and guiding the changeling's foreleg so he can properly cover his wounds.
>>140976
The creature allows Silver to move its current bandages off and expose its belly. It looks like a rifle bullet entered it approximately where the stomach and cecum would be in a pony, but who knows what, if anything important was hit in this ersatz equine. Silver is able to press the strips around the wound, and stop any further outwards bleeding, and perhaps internal bleeding as well. It seems the bandages are successfully replaced, and the creature holds it in with its forehoof.
The creature allows Silver to move its current bandages off and expose its belly. It looks like a rifle bullet entered it approximately where the stomach and cecum would be in a pony, but who knows what, if anything important was hit in this ersatz equine. Silver is able to press the strips around the wound, and stop any further outwards bleeding, and perhaps internal bleeding as well. It seems the bandages are successfully replaced, and the creature holds it in with its forehoof.
>>140977
Silver smiles at his hoofwork, and gets up.
"There. Almost as good as new."
He holds a forehoof out to the changeling.
"Can you stand?"
Silver smiles at his hoofwork, and gets up.
"There. Almost as good as new."
He holds a forehoof out to the changeling.
"Can you stand?"
>>140978
The creature extends its neck through the air, and places its muzzle not far away from Silver's hoof, flicking its long, thin, split tongue in the air.
The creature extends its neck through the air, and places its muzzle not far away from Silver's hoof, flicking its long, thin, split tongue in the air.
>>140979
"Acting like snake? Changelings do that?"
After talking to himself, Silver shrugs it off, and retracts his hoof. Instead, he trots back to the doorframe, picking up his SMG along the way. Before going through, he stops and looks behind at the changeling, motioning for him to follow.
"Acting like snake? Changelings do that?"
After talking to himself, Silver shrugs it off, and retracts his hoof. Instead, he trots back to the doorframe, picking up his SMG along the way. Before going through, he stops and looks behind at the changeling, motioning for him to follow.
>>140980
The creature stands up, at least providing the strips wrap around such that it doesn't need to constantly apply pressure. It is able to walk, and tentatively follows Silver. Sleetfall moves off to the side, keeping his rifle pointed at it.
The creature stands up, at least providing the strips wrap around such that it doesn't need to constantly apply pressure. It is able to walk, and tentatively follows Silver. Sleetfall moves off to the side, keeping his rifle pointed at it.
>>140981
The unicorn moves at a slightly slower pace that's more comfortable for two injured peoples. As he passes him, Silver speaks to Sleetfall.
"Get into position behind him for escort, I will lead. You do not have to keep your rifle trained on him while we take him back."
He smiles back at the changeling.
"It will be alright, nopony will hurt you."
The unicorn moves at a slightly slower pace that's more comfortable for two injured peoples. As he passes him, Silver speaks to Sleetfall.
"Get into position behind him for escort, I will lead. You do not have to keep your rifle trained on him while we take him back."
He smiles back at the changeling.
"It will be alright, nopony will hurt you."
>>140982
"Yes sir." The pegasus can't exactly hold a rifle well while walking anyways. He keeps it on the sling, but facing forward. The changeling drone does not smile back, but he does move forward. He finds the Sergeant of Squad C and Cornflake in the other room, and while the Sergeant is badly wounded, the unit is mobile.
"Yes sir." The pegasus can't exactly hold a rifle well while walking anyways. He keeps it on the sling, but facing forward. The changeling drone does not smile back, but he does move forward. He finds the Sergeant of Squad C and Cornflake in the other room, and while the Sergeant is badly wounded, the unit is mobile.
>>140983
"Building is clear. We are taking this changeling back to town hall and holding him there. You two alright?"
"Building is clear. We are taking this changeling back to town hall and holding him there. You two alright?"
>>140984
Sleetfall and Cornflake seem to have some bleeding from shrapnel, but they are standing. The Sargeant is in a similar situation to Silver.
The Sargeant asks
"You got a live one?"
Sleetfall and Cornflake seem to have some bleeding from shrapnel, but they are standing. The Sargeant is in a similar situation to Silver.
The Sargeant asks
"You got a live one?"
>>140985
Silver nods.
"He does not speak Ponish, but I managed to talk him down. He is not to be harmed in any way, understood?"
Silver nods.
"He does not speak Ponish, but I managed to talk him down. He is not to be harmed in any way, understood?"
>>140987
Silver nods.
"While we escort him to Town Hall, I want your squad to check on equipment in Office and make sure everything is in working order, then gather corporal's body and return to Town Hall."
Silver nods.
"While we escort him to Town Hall, I want your squad to check on equipment in Office and make sure everything is in working order, then gather corporal's body and return to Town Hall."
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