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>>141105"What about sticking drip into changeling corpse?"
>>141106"Well, if they are dead, there is no circulation. And there may be compatibility issues between blood types like in ponies. So I don't know. Maybe if you hung one up and tried to drain it."
>>141108"I don't know how else to do it if you don't have a live changeling."
>>141109Silver grimmaces.
"Well...do you think I could procede without giving him blood transfusion?"
>>141110"I don't think there is much of an alternative, at least for now. You won't have much room for error."
Best Pony quads >>141111Yay!Silver lets out a sigh of relief.
"Thank Celestia...wish me luck."
>>141112Silver returns to the room to find the drone evidently speaking to the private, though they both become silent and turn towards Silver as he enters the room.
>>141113Silver looks between the two with an eyebriw raised in curiosity.
"What were you talking about?"
>>141114"Uh... you know.... conversation." He answers
>>141115Silver is silent for a moment, before shruging it off. He trots over to the two with his medical supplies.
"Our medical officer was changeling bitten earlier, and is hesitant to come himself. However, I have enough medical experience that with his tools I should be more than capable of removing bullet and patching you up."
>>141116The private turns back to the drone, and relates the information. Then an answer that is relayed to Silver
"Okay"
Roll for heal
>>141118Silver does not feel he has a grip on the object
[1d20+5 = 14]>>141119Heal: Silver tries again to remove the bullet.
"Come on..."
>>141124Success! Silver pulls it out, feeling his way between organs and causing limited blood flow
>>141125With the bullet out, Silver patches the changeling up.
>>141126This last part is fairly easy by comparison, simply blocking the entry. Still, it seems like there is a piercing in its exoskeleton that is a weak point.
>>141127"Hmm...take it easy, right there. You do not want to agitate wound."
>>141128The private relates Silver's words, and the creature nods.
First aid complete
>>141129"Alright. Are you ready?"
>>141130The private relates, and he nods
>>141131Silver leaves with the private and the changeling, the two ponies escorting the changeling so nopony messes with him. Once outside, Silver asks of the changeling,
"Where can we find cocooned ponies?"
>>141132The private relates the question, and the drone speaks. Then the private relates:
"When we took them from their homes and their inns, we pooled them into several locations to keep them together and away from the curious. The townsponies who did not leave we placed in a church you found, a school, and in a few in homes further from the center. Your 'military' ponies we placed in the courthouse house basement, and some sort of dairy processing place."
>>141134Silver nods, and looks at the nearby courthouse.
"Show us."
>>141135Silver and the drone exit the room, with the private behind. As they do so, it attracts looks from other ponies who seem distrustful of the drone.
>>141136Silver looks at the ponies as they exit the room.
"Stand down, ponies, he is with us."
As they go to leave the building, Silver turns his head and asks the changeling a question.
"I will admit, I am surprised you were so forthcoming with information. I am very glad if it turns out to be true, just surprised. Do you mind if I ask why?"
>>141138Through the private:
"My squad mates are dead, all of them. Many of my brothers are dead. I am alone and facing death in a foreign and hostile land. Chrysalis and the Hives do not need these cocooned ponies. Nor will it affect my brothers still fighting. Let it be over with."
>>141139Silver nods sadly, being able to empathize with the changeling.
"I am sorry for your loss. I just want to see these cocoons myself, then you are free to go and get away from all of this death."
>>141140"Wait what?"
As the drone has said nothing, this comes from the private. The private relates the message never the less
The private translates:
"He is.... skeptical?"
>>141141"That, I can understand. I would ask you to trust me, just as I am trusting you. I have not tried to mislead you yet."
He looks to the private to address him.
"What is wrong?"
>>141142"You are just going to let him go back to the line?"
>>141139"Even if I wanted to take him prisoner, we do not have resources to keep him for any extended period of time. And just as it will not affect Hives or his brothers fighting if we retake these cocooned ponies, letting this one drone go back home will not affect Equestria or our ponies fighting."
>>141144The private is silent a moment, and then relays the information to the drone. The latter nods quickly and sharply
"Danke."
>>141145Silver, the drone, and the private continue to move towards the courthouse and it's basement.
>>141146The Misfortune County Courthouse is not the fanciest government building Silver has seen in his life. Still, with two and a half floors, bright red brick walls, a dome, Doric columns by the entry way, and marble around portions of the entryway, it's fancier than most structures in this high desert.
Between the town hall and the courthouse is a small area of open grass not more than forty feet across that is a sort of public area. Still, it's decorated with a metal statue - admittedly not life size - of a covered wagon and an earth pony before it on the far left. In the center is the flag pole with the alicorn flag and the green white and blue flag. On the far right is a statue of a pegasus holding what seems to be either a musket or a single shot gun, along with engraved granite stones. Must be some kind of war memorial.
Going past these, the flight of stone steps leading up to the courthouse doors is perhaps as high as eight or nine feet. Entering through the brass-framed doors, Silver sees himself inside a kind of landing with doors on the far side, a tile covered hallway leading left and right, and to the sides, wooden stairs leading up and down.
Door the stairs there is only a much smaller hallway to the county clerk's office, the county treasurer, and the records room.
>>141147Silver takes the stairs down.
>>141148The private says, "to the left."
There is a wooden door here that is broken open, which leads into a front office, and then through there to a room in the back. It is row of shelves and some number of filing cabinets, with walls that have windows along the top. But it's what's between the shelves that Silver is interested in:
Thin cocoooned ponies. Some of these are transparent, some white, and some have a blacker shade. In most, he can see at least some of the details of the creatures underneath. Most are male. Most are stripped of all clothing. The few that don't wear Equestrian Army uniforms. Their appearances vary from near fetal positions with closed eyes, to crossed limbs like they are in coffins, to less elegant, generally death-like poses. Some have eyes opened like inglorious dead, and some are closed. There are maybe 30 or so in this room, though it's hard to tell with not all of the room visible at once. The cocoons prevent Silver from moving through.
>>141149"Sweet Celestia...you were not lying one bit..."
He turns to the drone, looking almost astonished.
"How did you replace all of them in such small time frame? As far as I know, your operation only started between last night and this morning."
>>141150The private speaks to the drone, who says some things back. The drone's response seems almost short compared to the response
"A cattle trail took us through the front. We found a truck heading through the valley and pretended to be lost soldiers whose truck breakdown. We replaced the driver, and hid the vanguard in the truck. The vanguard entered the town and replaced key communication personnel and officers. We tried to drug the food, but the group was too large so we instead waited until night. We made a point of replacing the sentries and guards before nightfall. That is when the rest of us came. We took most of the personnel while they were sleeping, going room by room. Then we took the townsponies, going house by house. Most were gone, but many were here. This took all night. Not all of the ponies were taken. Some, like truck drivers, were left alone because they would not notice. Some of the ponies were awake and fought back. We explained the sound of gunshots to those left behind as soldiers spooked by coyotes in the night. Some became wise; we took them too. There were more ponies here than there were of us. We only replaced those whose absence would be noticed first."
>>141151"Huh...methodical. I would be impressed, if it were not so scary how close my platoon could have come to suffering same fate. It is good thing we did not accept your offer to provide food."
Silver looks back at the cocoons, then again at the drone.
"One more question, if you do not mind. Did your group know we were coming at all, when my platoon marched into Vale?"
>>141152"We knew that combat troops could be sent as reinforcements or replacements, along with supplies. We did not know that your specific platoon was coming through, or that it would stay."
>>141153"That would explain your commander's insistence we leave for front line as soon as possible, besides that our presense would jeapordize your mission to cut Frontline off from Command..."
He scratches his muzzle in thought.
"I do apologize, but there is one, final question that I would like to ask, before you go. I noticed one of my ponies disappeared while we were preparing to confront your commander. Was he disguised changeling going to alert your unit that we were onto you? Were you prepared for confrontation before shots were first fired, or did it catch you off guard?"
>>141154"That pony strayed from his unit and was replaced. He was in an attachment, and Ponies in attachments tend to be less well known by other members of the unit. He left when there seemed to be some kind of inspection for changelings, and he told us. We did not know if you were suspicious, if this was part of general paranoia, or if it was a real eye exam.
Confrontations are always possible, so some troops were set up around the town hall. My unit was positioned to defend the telephone office after the town hall fell."
>>141155"You would not happen to know where he ended up, exactly? We already found our radio operator, whom had also been replaced."