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>>174612"I don't know...the Customs agents and the military ponies were pretty nice to me..." She straightens herself up. "I have to try. My tribe is depending on me, I can't fail them."
>>174614Mala closes his eyes and simply accepts any headpats, standing there silently.
>>174615“Can you depend on the ponies though?” She asks. “The new government, more specifically I mean.” And a little pause, “They will assume things about you, and have their minds concluded.”
>>174621Does Posey need to roll anything to get home, or can she take 10 on Bluff while Charming the checkpoint guards?
>>174623Posey needs a cover story as to why they were out and why she has so much… stuff. She needs to keep the diamond dog quiet, and keep the ghosts from spooking the guards.
If this is satisfactory, she may take a 10
>>174624>Posey needs a cover story as to why they were out and why she has so much… stuffThe medical supplies are licensed tools for her profession.
The Polearm is a historical artifact, as is her other archaic weaponry.
She didn't take very much else besides jewelry.
>She needs to keep the diamond dog quietI figured Charming and and asking her politely might work, and if not that maybe threatening her would be good enough...
She could put a Necrotic Cyst inside her that could allow her to detect, scry on, or destroy her at any time. I was looking for a chance to use that spell...
I guess this is as good a time as any to ask what the bitch's name is.
>keep the ghosts from spooking the guardsPosey asks them to un-manifest for the sake of convenience.
>>174625>>174624Posey takes the gag off of the bitch and gives her a chance to speak.
>>174621"Well...then I suppose I will just need to give them reasons to not assume bad things about me!" She says, optimistically.
>>174621pat pat pat"Is something matter, friend?"
>>174613"You ought to talk to Guy more. He plays a musical instrument, and he's in college too." And after a pause "I'm not sure what music could do to help...
this, except maybe to improve the atmosphere. But I wouldn't consider myself a connoisseur of music either, so I can't really comment."
And smiling again,
"Yes, bring him here. I'm very curious to see what 'cute to me' looks like."
>>174625She is still sweating.
With a hoarse voice, she answers
"Sasha"
>>174627"Oh, they won't need a reason" she says, almost to herself
>>174628"It's just..." His ears go down "I don't know... I haven't really been trusted... either to do things right, or... to do the right thing..."
>>174629>"Sasha""Well, Sasha, are you going yourself on this car ride without that muzzle on?" Posey asks flatly
>>174629"I trust you to do right things, and to do them right."
Silver smiles at his closest friend.
>>174629While the sentiment of her saying is understood, combined with what Kira said makes it sound as if they won't need a reason to *not* assume bad things about Kira. Regardless, Kira smiles at her deer friend, and flicks her tongue.
"Well, ready to go to the market, to get some food and this 'radio'?"
>>174630Breathing in, "I -" then out, and back in again "Yes?"
Mason comments
"She looks
very sick"
>>174631Mala looks up at him
"But do you trust me with Minty?"
>>174632"I
think we have everything but... are you looking to have the furniture delivered later?"
>>174633"I would prefer sooner rather than later. You know, so we don't have to worry about it in the future."
>>174633Silver nods resolutely.
"I trust you completely."
>>174634"Oh, well... we should probably do that then" She says
The stallion who has agreed to help is still nearby
>>174635Mala simply looks up at Silver with big, brown eyes
>>174636Kira turns to the stallion who has been waiting patiently for them.
"Uh, excuse me. Is there anything we need to do with regards to the delivery?"
>>174637He turns his head, and looks away
"Nothing, really..."
>>174638"Already have the address, just pay, and whenever you're ready"
>>174639"Are you sure? It sure does not seem like nothing."
Silver tries to get a look at his friend's face.
>>174640Uh, okay thenThe stallion gets with another stallion, who move the items of furniture into a truck that is outside to ship the items to Kira's apartment.
>>174641"Well,
maybe I could use a few more pets... and nice words..."
>>174642"Heheh. Very well, then."
pet pet pet pet pet pet pet pet pet"You are great friend and protector, Mala. Mint Marine really is lucky to have you looking out for him."
>>174642This is something Kira can help with, if they let her.
"So, is there anything else we need to do? Should we return to the apartment immediately, or can we attend to our other tasks?"
>>174629"We have something in common so it can't really go wrong," Amber replies with typical optimism.
If there's nothing more to be said, she returns to work.
>>174643Mala is pet pet pet pet pet pet pet pet petMala smiles, and turns his head, then an ear moves to the side and back up.
"Thanks..."
>>174644The stallions think they have it under control, and they seem to, picking up the large furniture with their hooves, placing it on their backs, and getting it in the truck. They are quite good at it.
"Well, usually the customer is there to unlock the apartment, direct where they want the furniture to go, and to supervise the whole process." He answers
>>174645The little pony works on inventory, and is joined by Guy at around 1 PM, when the store reopens.
>>174647Guy looks over at Amber strangely, clearly not expecting the little pony to engage in conversation with him
"Good... It's just started, more or less"
>>174648"What are you studying again? It's in college, right? What is college like?" Amber fires off these questions in rapid succession and suddenly stops, as if she wants to ask more but is holding herself back.
>>174646Kira watches in awe of how strong and deft these ponies are.
"Ohhhh, okay that makes sense. I suppose that means we should hurry up and get back home, huh?"
>>174646Silver gives Mala's ear a nice little rub.
"So, why is it you want to be warrior and protector like me?"
>>174649"I was studying accounting, when my parents had hopes of sending me back to Nouveau Aquila. I still am, but I may change. I'm taking classes with the University of Baltimare. I am living off campus and am not taking classes full time, so it's not the full experience, but... why do you ask?"
>>174652His ears perk up, and then his head
"Can I?"
>>174651"Sure. You might be able to ride with us" He looks down at the not-really-a-pony. "If you can fit"
>>174654"I see... Nouveau Aqila is where my family is from. It's in Nova Griffonia, far north from here. They've thought of returning once things have... settled down. And accounting... yeah, it's kind of hard. A lot of math. Many principles to memorize."
>>174655"It must be very chilly up there. Why did you have to leave?" Amber would be beside herself to turn down an opportunity to ask about a distant land.
>>174633>"Yes?""Very well then."
Posey looks at Mason
"Let's get going."
>"She looks very sick""We can treat her when we get back. If her condition acutely worsens before that, I'll sedate her."
Posey uses her horn to crank down the window on the bitch's side so that she can get some fresh air
>>174653Silver nods and smiles at his friend.
"Of course you can, you already seem to be well on your way. Maybe sometime I can show you some techniques my father showed me for wielding that sword I gave you?"
>>174653"Oh, no need to worry about fitting! I can fit into whatever nooks and crannies are left for me for the ride." She smiles brightly as she says this, but she does not yet really realize if she can fit or not.
[1d20 = 13]>>174656"It can get cold, yes. Much colder than here. The ocean keeps it from getting too cold, however. We left because of the instability and... malaise... that was common in all griffin lands at the time."
>>174658Mason
"Then let's get going. I'd rather not drive through this area at night anyways." Mason gets in the car and closes the door.
The diamond dog is not very well able to move on her own, although with much effort, she can sort of make it into the car on her own.
>>174659Mala moves his bushy tail side to side
"Yes." With big bright eyes
>>174660He raises an eyebrow
"Okay... you can try."
Going downstairs, and to the curb, Kira can see that there is a truck waiting with a red paint job, and a covered back. It's a different model of truck than Kira saw at the docks, but similar enough to not be completely unfamiliar. There are only two seats in the front, however, although some pony could probably stay in the back.
>>174661This causes Silver to ruffle the top of Mala's head.
"Anyways, we have big day ahead of us. I want to see if I can find mission to get money to pay for house expansions, make it so everyone has their own room if they so wish."
>>174661Kira volunteers to stay in the back to give everyone else room in the front.
>>174663Ideas floated include one of the stallions sitting in the back and Neela up front, Neela sitting on the lap of one of the stallions (Neela proposed that one), and maybe Kira popping in through the window between the cab and the back
>>174662Mala tilts his head
"How are you going to do that?"
>>174664Kira likes that last idea, if for nothing else than to still be able to talk to everyone during the short trip. But besides that, what are the stallions' thoughts on Neela's proposal?
>>174664"Well, I have had two really lucrative missions within city so far. First was clearing out quarry of undead, but I do not believe those are
exceptionally common. Second was from Customs, and I think you are familiar with that job. Maybe they have more jobs they need help with?"
>>174661"Hmm, malaise…you mean a fatigue of the corruption and short-sightedness of the ruling class?" Amber feels like this is an oddly familiar subject.
[1d20 = 10][1d20 = 16]>>174666"Maybe... That sounds very dangerous though..."
>>174667Guy seems mildly offended
"Well... Yes, but it's more than that. It was an economic collapse and, well, it's hard to explain to someone who isn't, well, a griffin, but there was a real lack of hope. The loss of the Idol of Boreas hurt on a spiritual level."
>>174665>>174668The stallions don't seem terribly impressed, but one decides to allow her to sit up front with him.
Roll dexterity for Kira's ability to fit
>>174668Amber likewise becomes a bit more dour as she replies,
"Sort of like losing your gods and not knowing where they could be at? That does leave you feelin' adrift and worried…." >>174670"Not 'losing' them, but more losing their favor, and their connection to us."