/vx/ - Videogames and Paranormal

>>144366
"Alright, I have to make sure Clip is doing alright."

>>144367
“Heh. I don’t think you’re in any condition to walk so far right now” she says.

>>144368
“Clip?” She asks

>>144369
"Oh, stallion who asked to stay here for moment."

>>144369
"It might be the only way, as far as I know," Iron lazily replied before shambling over towards Sands. "Maybe one of those metal things that go vroom vroom could work."

>>144371
She bites her lip
“Have you got any money on you? Let me see.”

>>144370
“Oh. Him.” She says

>>144372
"You are upset."

He looks up at his Jubee.

>>144373
“No. It’s a big unexpected, but... no.”

>>144374
"Are you sure? If something is wrong, I want to know."

>>144375
“I don’t think so?” She says

“I just didn’t know his name.”

>>144372
He had some, although compared to the last time Iron had any money (4500 bits plus loot) and passed it all to Cauldron in order to boost her spending captial and start up her business, it was about... 350 bits, after considering the payments to the hotel.

>>144377
“That’s enough” she says

“There’s sure to be a doctor in town, but I’d rather leave. They may be searching for doctors.”

>>144376
"His name is Paper Clipping. He was foalnapped by traffickers in New Mareland trying to dodge draft and avoid fighting in its foreign wars. He is nice stallion, you might like him."

>>144378
"What is the plan?" Iron muttered, blinking slowly.

>>144380
"Pay someone to take us into town. Take us to your zebra mare, if you trust her."

>>144379
She tilts her head
"Huh..."

>>144381
"Sounds good to me," Iron mumbled as he stared at the window with a frown.

>>144381
"Would you like to meet him?"

>>144383
“Uh, sure.” She says

>>144382
And...
[1d20 = 7]

>>144382
>>144384
A little time has passed, and no luck for White Sands yet

>>144384
"Are you sure? You do not have to say yes if you do not want to."

>>144384
>>144385
Iron, of course, doesn't say anything, letting Sands do the thing she's best at.

>>144386
“Well, I don’t see why not.” She says

>>144387
And again
[1d20 = 18]

>>144387
>>144388
She comes in telling Iron
“Alright, I found a stallion who will help us. Just carefully go through this door, out the back, and into the bed of his truck.”

>>144389
Iron nodded, starting to walk towards the door, fully trusting Sands to properly guide him to safety, even if deep down, he wished to have died the moment she intervened in his duel with Koptis.
(...Is it bad to resent somepony for saving my life?) he absent-mindedly thought, looking pensive in his tired, pained demeanor.

>>144388
"Alright then."

He smiles at her, gets up off the couch, and offers her a hoof to get up.

>>144390
She similarly seems tired, but she works nevertheless, talking to a stallion in an old, orange truck.

"Lay down in the bed, and pull that cover over you. Don't get out until we are there."

>>144391
She smiles, and takes his hoof to get up

>>144392
"Easy enough," Irom mumbled, shambling over said bed and looking for the covers to hide himself under.

>>144392
He leads his griffon outside, where he last saw Clip.

>>144394
It takes a moment, but Clip is outside by the water

Khoi can be found in the little section under the house, with bedsheets

>>144393
He places the cover over himself and settles in. It's a long drive, and the truck starts and stops at many points. Iron may be curious to get up and look out. Or he may fall asleep - which is more likely considering his poor condition at the moment.

After a significant time, the truck stops, and iron hears the sound,

"Iron. We are here."

>>144395
He definitely fell asleep: He had lost curiosity when failing at what he supposedly does best.

Iron didn't bother to get out of the bed just yet, instead asking where they were.

>>144395
Silver trots up to Clip.

"Hello Clip, I wanted to introduce you to Jubilosa. Jubilosa, this is Paper Clipping."

>>144396
"We are at that zebra's apartment. At least I think we are" she says.

Iron may sit up, to see that they are parked off to the side, near where Black Cauldron lives

>>144397
"Uh, hello."

Paper Clipping walks up, and looks upwards at her
"Hello, miss"

>>144398
Iron did so, which soon turned him pensive. "...should we let you-know-who know about our progress so far?" he insinuated, mostly regarding the mademare they took the contract up for.

Otherwise, he'd stand up and slowly hobble off the truck to allow it to drive off without much of a hassle.

>>144399
“Saint Germane? Only if she will find out first.”
Iron does do, and Iron can see that Sands hoofs some coins to the driver.

>>144400
"I do not get it," Iron remarked, softly shaking his head as shuffled over towards the apartment's entrance.

>>144401
“What do you not get? You tried to stealthily go in and take on the vanguard of an arriving invasion of very dangerous criminals. That didn’t work. Now they know who you are, or at least, they are aware that someone is challenging them. Saint Germans might be very angry or entirely unsurprised, but it won’t be the same as returning having solved the problem.”

>>144402
Iron huffed softly, feeling the metaphorical lemon being squeezed into his wounded ego.
"What about all the work we did previously?" he questioned as he hopefully arrived at the door without any sort of roadblocks in his way. "I am sure the accountant knows the Waterfront Gang is watching them because of his testimony, right?"

>>144398
Silver looks at Khoi.

"Have you met Khoi yet?"

>>144403
“I don’t know. They may have been hit hard enough to decide not to engage. They may think they have to strike first now. And they may only want to come after you.”

>>144404
“Yes. She was here doing laundry” he says

>>144405
"Did you talk with her at all?"

>>144406
“A little, yeah. Says she’s been living here with you, the griffin, and a hyena.”

>>144405
"I can beat their sorry flanks back with my full strength," Iron dismissed somewhat with a heavy step, appraising his weakened body. "It it a matter of how fast I can heal."

>>144407
Silver nods.

"Okay then...anything else?"

>>144408
“Not if they already know you are dangerous. At least, not alone.”

>>144409
“She says you are dating this find griffin here?”

>>144410
Silver nods.

"We have date planned for tonight, right Jubee?"

>>144410
"If they know I am dangerous and have managed to take down an entire establishment on my lonesome," Iron argued, still tired, but passionate enough about knowing all his labor had some sort of payoff "then they will surely not want to find out if there are more of me."
Nonetheless, he shook his head, still kicking himself for his loss.

>>144412
“Oh, I think they know already that you are one of a kind.”

>>144411
“Mhmm.” She nods her head, while half-unfolding her wings

>>144413
"How?" Iron mumbled, a bit puzzled. "Am I really that rare to find?"

>>144413
"So...want to take look inside house, Clip?"

>>144414
“Well, they know you’re not an ordinary colt who just wandered in. Let’s say that.”

>>144415
“Sure!” His tail moves back and forth

>>144416
Iron didn't quite get it, but that may be due to the debilitated state he was in.
Therefore, he kept moving towards the one that can make his physical and emotional pain go away.