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>>190236
I think we agreed on him being in the rear with the Stalliongraders, which should at least be out of earshot, so we can negotiate with the airponies while tricking the commies into thinking that we are taking the fascists hostage.
Idk the exact distance, but far enough I hope.
I think we agreed on him being in the rear with the Stalliongraders, which should at least be out of earshot, so we can negotiate with the airponies while tricking the commies into thinking that we are taking the fascists hostage.
Idk the exact distance, but far enough I hope.
>>190236
>>190237
>>190238
Does anything else need clarifying?
Posey addresses the pony in the blimp
"Evacuate quickly. We have not much time. Be sure to extract anything of value, essential equipment, magic items, implements, weapons, munitions, and other things of worth."
She pauses
"Might I ask your name?"
>>190197
>Cavaliere can see a metal cylinder on the ground that appears to be some kind of bomb.
Oh good, another one. How big is it? We could make use of that.
>>190237
>>190238
Does anything else need clarifying?
Posey addresses the pony in the blimp
"Evacuate quickly. We have not much time. Be sure to extract anything of value, essential equipment, magic items, implements, weapons, munitions, and other things of worth."
She pauses
"Might I ask your name?"
>>190197
>Cavaliere can see a metal cylinder on the ground that appears to be some kind of bomb.
Oh good, another one. How big is it? We could make use of that.
>>190239
It would be nice to hear what Dust Defiant intends to do, since you're cued up for about the next 3 minutes worth of skill checks, declared actions, etc.
It would be nice to hear what Dust Defiant intends to do, since you're cued up for about the next 3 minutes worth of skill checks, declared actions, etc.
I would hope that Dust helps treat the airponies' wounds with his medicine skill when his player decides to check in, but I guess I cannot really speak for him.
Frenly reminder, the longer you take (taking 10s and what not) on all this, the longer Brie gets to play Metal Gear: Solid
Glad to see everyone's still up to their antics, for better or for worse. What's actually going on, as far as I'm aware Posey raised a whale but I don't actually know what's going on nor do I have time to back read.
>>190245
We just found the airponies. They are wounded. We are currently explaining the situation to them.
We just found the airponies. They are wounded. We are currently explaining the situation to them.
>>190245
We raised a flying whale, snuck across the island, and now we're at the airponies. Some of them are injured, some have been possessed and tied up.
We raised a flying whale, snuck across the island, and now we're at the airponies. Some of them are injured, some have been possessed and tied up.
>>190245
>I don't actually know what's going on nor do I have time to back read.
Other than what we just described, not very much happened since the skeleton was raised.
Oh yeah, we snuck past some GRU fighting abominations.
>I don't actually know what's going on nor do I have time to back read.
Other than what we just described, not very much happened since the skeleton was raised.
Oh yeah, we snuck past some GRU fighting abominations.
Maybe with an aneurysm
Oh, also, just for posterity's sake: can Silver tell in what state the airship is in? He has his suspicions, but he feels like he owes it to Brie to at least consider whether the airship can by very quickly patched up.
>>190252
It it's still bouyant enough to hang in the air, we could potentially have Monstro drag it through the air, but we are being paid to destroy it. We should still consider it as a potential option for our distraction.
Monstro can drag 48,000 pounds. Possibly double or triple that if buffed with the right spells (such as the lvl 2 Cleric spell Lighten Load).
It it's still bouyant enough to hang in the air, we could potentially have Monstro drag it through the air, but we are being paid to destroy it. We should still consider it as a potential option for our distraction.
Monstro can drag 48,000 pounds. Possibly double or triple that if buffed with the right spells (such as the lvl 2 Cleric spell Lighten Load).
Though he speaks, he doesn't seem to want to come outside, at least not yet.
>>190222
The pony looks over and speaks. Kira can only see his blue-purple head, and the leather cap.
"Hey no. No. I know what you are. You're some kind of monster. Like s sea monster. That gets me to come outside, ride on your back, and then you eat me or something."
>>190224
His expression suggests possible surprise at seeing a griffin, but it isn't enough surprise to vocalize or to rise to skepticism.
"No standard uniform? Uh, hello. We have two that can't walk, and two I wouldn't let walk. One is severe, and the other still needs attention. There's a third that has something wrong but we didn't see any bleeding."
>>190226
"I am the only one here in proper good condition. Two are properly wounded, but one is unconscious and one cannot stand. Two are mad. I don't think any are dead but I ain't a doctor and I haven't checked since... I don't know when. I've never heard of a 'tailsman' in my time in the navy nor do I know what kinda craft a minion's supposed to be. Is that foreign speak for a skipper or something?" A pause, "Just get us out of here."
>>190239
"Heh heh, magic items? Sure, we'll get those along with our gold bars, diamonds and champagne bottles."
The bombs has an approximately tear drop shape and fins along the top, thinner end. However, it has metal rings around both the front and the back, giving it a psued-cylindrical shape and allowing it to store upright like a barrel.
>>190244
No. It's a reasonable sized car, and anypony else doesn't seem to be near windows, or at least, there isn't enough light to see inside.
>>190252
Sort of like the Sea Rover, it's mostly intact. The most obvious damage is that the starboard engine nacelle has broken off of its pylon and detached from the craft. Both propellers seem to be destroyed. There is some damage to the car and its windows which suggest it would not be water or airtight, though it doesn't seem to have been designed to be air or watertight to begin with. The envelope is partly deflated, probably having lost a third to half of its gas volume. There is a leak somewhere, though whether this is in damage to the envelope, where it connects to the car, or perhaps some kind of intentional release is hard to say. One of the fins and corresponding rudders, the one on the bottom, seems damaged as well. Landing gear has ripped off.
>>190255
On the ground, evidently. One nacelle is still connected to the car.
>>190222
The pony looks over and speaks. Kira can only see his blue-purple head, and the leather cap.
"Hey no. No. I know what you are. You're some kind of monster. Like s sea monster. That gets me to come outside, ride on your back, and then you eat me or something."
>>190224
His expression suggests possible surprise at seeing a griffin, but it isn't enough surprise to vocalize or to rise to skepticism.
"No standard uniform? Uh, hello. We have two that can't walk, and two I wouldn't let walk. One is severe, and the other still needs attention. There's a third that has something wrong but we didn't see any bleeding."
>>190226
"I am the only one here in proper good condition. Two are properly wounded, but one is unconscious and one cannot stand. Two are mad. I don't think any are dead but I ain't a doctor and I haven't checked since... I don't know when. I've never heard of a 'tailsman' in my time in the navy nor do I know what kinda craft a minion's supposed to be. Is that foreign speak for a skipper or something?" A pause, "Just get us out of here."
>>190239
"Heh heh, magic items? Sure, we'll get those along with our gold bars, diamonds and champagne bottles."
The bombs has an approximately tear drop shape and fins along the top, thinner end. However, it has metal rings around both the front and the back, giving it a psued-cylindrical shape and allowing it to store upright like a barrel.
>>190244
No. It's a reasonable sized car, and anypony else doesn't seem to be near windows, or at least, there isn't enough light to see inside.
>>190252
Sort of like the Sea Rover, it's mostly intact. The most obvious damage is that the starboard engine nacelle has broken off of its pylon and detached from the craft. Both propellers seem to be destroyed. There is some damage to the car and its windows which suggest it would not be water or airtight, though it doesn't seem to have been designed to be air or watertight to begin with. The envelope is partly deflated, probably having lost a third to half of its gas volume. There is a leak somewhere, though whether this is in damage to the envelope, where it connects to the car, or perhaps some kind of intentional release is hard to say. One of the fins and corresponding rudders, the one on the bottom, seems damaged as well. Landing gear has ripped off.
>>190255
On the ground, evidently. One nacelle is still connected to the car.
>>190278
>Though he speaks, he doesn't seem to want to come outside, at least not yet.
I can't blame him. This island is fucking spooky.
>"I am the only one here in proper good condition
"You are a formidable warrior, sir... What was your name? It is commendable that you alone were able to maintain control of the situation, and for that you have guaranteed the survival of your crew."
"We will be assisting you and your crew shortly. Please open the doors so that we may tend to the crew and torch the systems like Captain Waters ordered us to. In the mean time, you can tell us about what happened to get you in this mess."
Posey orders her Dreads to obey the verbal commands of anypony who requires assistance in doing mundane tasks around the ship.
>The bombs has an approximately tear drop shape and fins along the top, thinner end. However, it has metal rings around both the front and the back, giving it a psued-cylindrical shape and allowing it to store upright like a barrel.
How big is it?
>The envelope is partly deflated, probably having lost a third to half of its gas volume. There is a leak somewhere, though whether this is in damage to the envelope, where it connects to the car, or perhaps some kind of intentional release is hard to say.
I guess we will have to inspect it to see if it could float again after jettisoning the engines.
>Though he speaks, he doesn't seem to want to come outside, at least not yet.
I can't blame him. This island is fucking spooky.
>"I am the only one here in proper good condition
"You are a formidable warrior, sir... What was your name? It is commendable that you alone were able to maintain control of the situation, and for that you have guaranteed the survival of your crew."
"We will be assisting you and your crew shortly. Please open the doors so that we may tend to the crew and torch the systems like Captain Waters ordered us to. In the mean time, you can tell us about what happened to get you in this mess."
Posey orders her Dreads to obey the verbal commands of anypony who requires assistance in doing mundane tasks around the ship.
>The bombs has an approximately tear drop shape and fins along the top, thinner end. However, it has metal rings around both the front and the back, giving it a psued-cylindrical shape and allowing it to store upright like a barrel.
How big is it?
>The envelope is partly deflated, probably having lost a third to half of its gas volume. There is a leak somewhere, though whether this is in damage to the envelope, where it connects to the car, or perhaps some kind of intentional release is hard to say.
I guess we will have to inspect it to see if it could float again after jettisoning the engines.
>>190278
He blinks slowly when the pony refers to Kira as a sea monster.
"She is not. Forgive us for our motley appearance, but I can assure you that at no point will you be eaten by any sort of creature."
"Your government wanted plausible deniability for this mission, as this island is disputed territory. That fighting–" he points to the sound of the weapons and explosions "Isn't us. We'll need to stabilize your crew and carry them to safety before we're spotted."
He blinks slowly when the pony refers to Kira as a sea monster.
"She is not. Forgive us for our motley appearance, but I can assure you that at no point will you be eaten by any sort of creature."
"Your government wanted plausible deniability for this mission, as this island is disputed territory. That fighting–" he points to the sound of the weapons and explosions "Isn't us. We'll need to stabilize your crew and carry them to safety before we're spotted."
>>190278
Kira looks a bit saddened, pouting while she frowns. "I'm not a monster, though, I'm just a lamia. Think of me like a pony, just with a snake tail."
Silver: "Is that hydrogen or helium in there, you think?"
Kira looks a bit saddened, pouting while she frowns. "I'm not a monster, though, I'm just a lamia. Think of me like a pony, just with a snake tail."
Silver: "Is that hydrogen or helium in there, you think?"
>>190279
Maybe 400 pounds, likely less
>>190279
The reticence and suspicion that the pony has, or seems to have, towards Kira and Cavaliere, does not translate to Posey
"I am Petty Officer Third Class Primed Well, radio operator and gunner. I uh, sure." He moves out of line of site, and a door that was previosuly firm to the cabin, opens. It will not, however, stay open without being pushed open, as the starboard list of the car means that a port side door will stay open only against the force of gravity.
"Colt, it's a long story." He says, peaking his head out of the door.
>>190280
"Really?" He tilts his head through the door. "Then who is it?" A pause "Are you sure about the creatures?"
>>190281
"You don't look like a llama. Wait, what?! Snake tail?"
He may close the door.
If Silver comes closer, he will look to him.
"Another? Uh, it's supposed to be helium admixture, but I know they've been mixing it up with the shortages."
Maybe 400 pounds, likely less
>>190279
The reticence and suspicion that the pony has, or seems to have, towards Kira and Cavaliere, does not translate to Posey
"I am Petty Officer Third Class Primed Well, radio operator and gunner. I uh, sure." He moves out of line of site, and a door that was previosuly firm to the cabin, opens. It will not, however, stay open without being pushed open, as the starboard list of the car means that a port side door will stay open only against the force of gravity.
"Colt, it's a long story." He says, peaking his head out of the door.
>>190280
"Really?" He tilts his head through the door. "Then who is it?" A pause "Are you sure about the creatures?"
>>190281
"You don't look like a llama. Wait, what?! Snake tail?"
He may close the door.
If Silver comes closer, he will look to him.
"Another? Uh, it's supposed to be helium admixture, but I know they've been mixing it up with the shortages."
>>190283
Kira holds her hooves up and waves them in front of her. Her body automatically flicks out her tongue in the air. "Wait, don't close the door! I'm friendly! See, I haven't eaten anyone in the party and I never would!"
Silver tells the commie ponies to hold for the moment as he comes closer to the airship. "Yeah, do not mind her. She is honestly kindest, sweetest creature you could ever meet. She is named Kira. I am Sergeant First Class Silver Sword." Silver looks up at the deflated airship. "Think there is enough left in there to get it to float, if we dropped engines? If not...is there enough hydrogen in there to set this thing ablaze?"
Kira holds her hooves up and waves them in front of her. Her body automatically flicks out her tongue in the air. "Wait, don't close the door! I'm friendly! See, I haven't eaten anyone in the party and I never would!"
Silver tells the commie ponies to hold for the moment as he comes closer to the airship. "Yeah, do not mind her. She is honestly kindest, sweetest creature you could ever meet. She is named Kira. I am Sergeant First Class Silver Sword." Silver looks up at the deflated airship. "Think there is enough left in there to get it to float, if we dropped engines? If not...is there enough hydrogen in there to set this thing ablaze?"
>>190284
He looks to Silver and answers,
"No, it's lost buoyancy. It's not exactly stable either and may blow away if the wind changes directions. It's supposed to be pure helium but we know they don't do that, not when they don't expect combat. Still, the hydrogen was likely the first to leak out. I haven't exactly tested if the gas is flammable."
Then he sees Kira
"Ah!" He closes the door and peaks through the window at the giant snake creature. "The fuck you haven't. What is that?" This may actually be the first time he's noticed that Kira is part snake.
>>190284
Blackheel asks, or tries to ask Silver,
"How long will this stop take?"
He looks to Silver and answers,
"No, it's lost buoyancy. It's not exactly stable either and may blow away if the wind changes directions. It's supposed to be pure helium but we know they don't do that, not when they don't expect combat. Still, the hydrogen was likely the first to leak out. I haven't exactly tested if the gas is flammable."
Then he sees Kira
"Ah!" He closes the door and peaks through the window at the giant snake creature. "The fuck you haven't. What is that?" This may actually be the first time he's noticed that Kira is part snake.
>>190284
Blackheel asks, or tries to ask Silver,
"How long will this stop take?"
>>190283
>I am Petty Officer
"A humble name for such a valiant warrior."
>It will not, however, stay open without being pushed open, as the starboard list of the car means that a port side door will stay open only against the force of gravity.
Posey catches the door with her magic.
>>190284
>I haven't eaten anyone in the party
TRUUUUUUUST IIIIN MEEEEEEE!
>>190285
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"Would anyone like a cigarette?"
>I am Petty Officer
"A humble name for such a valiant warrior."
>It will not, however, stay open without being pushed open, as the starboard list of the car means that a port side door will stay open only against the force of gravity.
Posey catches the door with her magic.
>>190284
>I haven't eaten anyone in the party
TRUUUUUUUST IIIIN MEEEEEEE!
>>190285
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"Would anyone like a cigarette?"
>>190285
Silver looks back at Blackheel to answer. "Not long at all." He then returns his attention to Primed Well. "Alright. We will get you and your soldiers well and ready to travel. After that we will need to move quickly, explosions tend to bring lot of attention."
Kira scrunches, lifting her pony half back up into the air and putting her forehooves on her "hips". "I said I'm a lamia. I'm from Zebrica. And if you're talking about the bulge in my stomach, that's a goat." She quickly qualifies this by saying, "That I paid the farmer for and had a nice cup of tea with."
>>190286
Silver does have cigarettes if Posey wants any. Oddly enough, he hasn't felt the need to smoke since the quarry earlier.
Silver looks back at Blackheel to answer. "Not long at all." He then returns his attention to Primed Well. "Alright. We will get you and your soldiers well and ready to travel. After that we will need to move quickly, explosions tend to bring lot of attention."
Kira scrunches, lifting her pony half back up into the air and putting her forehooves on her "hips". "I said I'm a lamia. I'm from Zebrica. And if you're talking about the bulge in my stomach, that's a goat." She quickly qualifies this by saying, "That I paid the farmer for and had a nice cup of tea with."
>>190286
Silver does have cigarettes if Posey wants any. Oddly enough, he hasn't felt the need to smoke since the quarry earlier.
Okay even by spam standards that was terrible. You're on a website dedicated towards people who like magical technicolored quadrupedal equines, why do you think we want to look at pics of hairy naked women? Seriously, do some research and maybe you might actually get someone.
Who has the explosives and the camera? It's about time that we do what we came for. We need to torch the engine systems.
>>190286
He smiles, even blushes. His ears go down. He stops trying to close the door and places his forelegs up on the door, pushing open somewhat.
"Thanks miss... It's a navy rank. Been flyin' for near two years now."
>>190286
"I'll take one, if you don't mind" Primed Well responds. More than one of the communists comes closer after they whisper among themselves. Like offering milk to stray cats, Posey is likely to be swarmed by ponies soon.
>>190288
"Uh, uh, okay. They aren't really able to travel on their own, but-"
Scrunching himself, Primed Well looks to Kira and nods "Mhmmm, sure you did."
He smiles, even blushes. His ears go down. He stops trying to close the door and places his forelegs up on the door, pushing open somewhat.
"Thanks miss... It's a navy rank. Been flyin' for near two years now."
>>190286
"I'll take one, if you don't mind" Primed Well responds. More than one of the communists comes closer after they whisper among themselves. Like offering milk to stray cats, Posey is likely to be swarmed by ponies soon.
>>190288
"Uh, uh, okay. They aren't really able to travel on their own, but-"
Scrunching himself, Primed Well looks to Kira and nods "Mhmmm, sure you did."
>>190292
>"I'll take one, if you don't mind"
Posey passes him one of the vintage Victorian cigarettes from the petite antique box that she keeps only to make herself look cool (her taste for nicotine died when he lungs did).
>"I'll take one, if you don't mind"
Posey passes him one of the vintage Victorian cigarettes from the petite antique box that she keeps only to make herself look cool (her taste for nicotine died when he lungs did).
>>190292
>>190293
To prevent Posey from getting swarmed, Silver pulls out his own pack of Old Guard cigarettes and offers some fags to the commie ponies. "Кто-нибудь хочет?" He also offers one to Primed Well, levitating it over to him using his magic. "That is why we have our zebra to help with healing. I am also trained with patching creatures up in field, if needed."
Kira scrunches harder.
>>190293
To prevent Posey from getting swarmed, Silver pulls out his own pack of Old Guard cigarettes and offers some fags to the commie ponies. "Кто-нибудь хочет?" He also offers one to Primed Well, levitating it over to him using his magic. "That is why we have our zebra to help with healing. I am also trained with patching creatures up in field, if needed."
Kira scrunches harder.
>>190293
He takes it, leaning out of the door. She can see his indigo wings coming out through a hole in a brown-green uniform. He looks down at the cigarette.
"Huh... Never seen one like this before."
He remains in the doorway, not quite outside but not really allowing anypony inside, either.
He looks up towards Posey,
"Happen to have a light?"
>>190295
Silver is soon swarmed with communist ponies - three of them. All the same, Primed Well takes, or tries to take, the cigarette from Silver, leaning forward.
"A medic? Yes. Come here."
He does not look at the scrunchy-scary Kira
He takes it, leaning out of the door. She can see his indigo wings coming out through a hole in a brown-green uniform. He looks down at the cigarette.
"Huh... Never seen one like this before."
He remains in the doorway, not quite outside but not really allowing anypony inside, either.
He looks up towards Posey,
"Happen to have a light?"
>>190295
Silver is soon swarmed with communist ponies - three of them. All the same, Primed Well takes, or tries to take, the cigarette from Silver, leaning forward.
"A medic? Yes. Come here."
He does not look at the scrunchy-scary Kira
>>190296
Silver lights up the cigarettes for the three commie ponies, and when he manages to get free from the swarm, he heads up into the airship. He also offers Primed Well a light as he assesses the current condition of the ponies on board.
Silver lights up the cigarettes for the three commie ponies, and when he manages to get free from the swarm, he heads up into the airship. He also offers Primed Well a light as he assesses the current condition of the ponies on board.
>>190298
Silver figures that this pony is the expert, and if he's not worried about a lighter, then it's probably safe to have a lighter to light up a cigarettes.
Silver figures that this pony is the expert, and if he's not worried about a lighter, then it's probably safe to have a lighter to light up a cigarettes.
>>190298
Kek
Well, none of the lights cause fire. Evidently the localized concentrations of hydrogen - if there is any - are not strong enough.
>>190297
Finally, Primed Well moves out of the way and allows Silver inside.
The first and most notable thing that Silver sees is another pony, crouched silently and closer to the ground. He is white in color, evidently an earth pony, and is wearing a brown-green uniform that is stained in blood on the lower chest. He is holding wrench as a weapon, and has evidently been hiding out of view this entire time, making no sound. He looks up towards Silver with blue eyes and a leather aviator cap. To either side of the narrow way are various devices. Towards the bow from the rear are several desks next to large radios, and a map on another desk. There is a desk with dials and meters, and then at the very fore is a recognizable cockpit, raised above a sort of split lower level. Towards the back is the side turret of the machine gun, a set of valves and the like for what must be the engines, and a small door going out towards them, a sectioned off room that seems to hold... bombs? and beyond that, multiple beds in a bunk formation. At the very end is a large window for observation, presumably.
In two of the bunks are ponies, one with much blood.
Possibly the most interesting location is just before the cockpit, where there is a separate, lower room that must be some kind of navigation sight or turret or... something. There is a door to it that is closed, which has a window.
At the window of this small area, pressed against the glass, Silver can see the face of a pony. It's a bat pony stallion, pressing his muzzle against the glass, and both hooves to either side of the glass. He has a massive smile, and his lips, or sometimes his cheeks, distort against the glass. His pupils are dilated so wide that his irises cannot be seen. The way the light glistens in his eyes it's almost like stars, or snow in a snow globe. His fur is peppered grey and white, and he, too, wears a leather cap that ties around his head. His expression is almost like a small colt, full of wonder or excitement, who pears through a toy store display window before being allowed to enter.
Kek
Well, none of the lights cause fire. Evidently the localized concentrations of hydrogen - if there is any - are not strong enough.
>>190297
Finally, Primed Well moves out of the way and allows Silver inside.
The first and most notable thing that Silver sees is another pony, crouched silently and closer to the ground. He is white in color, evidently an earth pony, and is wearing a brown-green uniform that is stained in blood on the lower chest. He is holding wrench as a weapon, and has evidently been hiding out of view this entire time, making no sound. He looks up towards Silver with blue eyes and a leather aviator cap. To either side of the narrow way are various devices. Towards the bow from the rear are several desks next to large radios, and a map on another desk. There is a desk with dials and meters, and then at the very fore is a recognizable cockpit, raised above a sort of split lower level. Towards the back is the side turret of the machine gun, a set of valves and the like for what must be the engines, and a small door going out towards them, a sectioned off room that seems to hold... bombs? and beyond that, multiple beds in a bunk formation. At the very end is a large window for observation, presumably.
In two of the bunks are ponies, one with much blood.
Possibly the most interesting location is just before the cockpit, where there is a separate, lower room that must be some kind of navigation sight or turret or... something. There is a door to it that is closed, which has a window.
At the window of this small area, pressed against the glass, Silver can see the face of a pony. It's a bat pony stallion, pressing his muzzle against the glass, and both hooves to either side of the glass. He has a massive smile, and his lips, or sometimes his cheeks, distort against the glass. His pupils are dilated so wide that his irises cannot be seen. The way the light glistens in his eyes it's almost like stars, or snow in a snow globe. His fur is peppered grey and white, and he, too, wears a leather cap that ties around his head. His expression is almost like a small colt, full of wonder or excitement, who pears through a toy store display window before being allowed to enter.
>>190300
Posey follows after Silver, looking around the cabin wordlessly. Her first order of business is to attempt to charm any pony that meets her gaze, as she always does to take control of a situation.
Posey follows after Silver, looking around the cabin wordlessly. Her first order of business is to attempt to charm any pony that meets her gaze, as she always does to take control of a situation.
>>190300
Okay, priorities: assuming the crouching pony isn't going to attack them with his wrench, Silver immediately goes to the bunks and assesses the conditions of the ponies therein.
Okay, priorities: assuming the crouching pony isn't going to attack them with his wrench, Silver immediately goes to the bunks and assesses the conditions of the ponies therein.
>>190301
The blue-eyed pony blinks thrice, and says
"Hello"
The bat pony in the Bombardier's chamber stares back at Posey with pupils that are not the split, snake eyes of bat ponies, but wide enough to consume the eye. She can see her own reflection in them, surrounded by white flakes that move like nascent stars in the primordial universe. He smiles widely and opens his mouth, which looks rather dried.
>>190302
One is... asleep? Unconscious? Hard to say. The other has severe bleeding. There was a clear effort to stop the bleeding with town pieces of clothing. He is still breathing, and if he is conscious, he is unresponsive.
The blue-eyed pony blinks thrice, and says
"Hello"
The bat pony in the Bombardier's chamber stares back at Posey with pupils that are not the split, snake eyes of bat ponies, but wide enough to consume the eye. She can see her own reflection in them, surrounded by white flakes that move like nascent stars in the primordial universe. He smiles widely and opens his mouth, which looks rather dried.
>>190302
One is... asleep? Unconscious? Hard to say. The other has severe bleeding. There was a clear effort to stop the bleeding with town pieces of clothing. He is still breathing, and if he is conscious, he is unresponsive.
>>190303
Heal: Well, let's see what Silver can do to ensure this pony is properly stabilized, at least.
[1d20+5 = (19+5) = 24]
Heal: Well, let's see what Silver can do to ensure this pony is properly stabilized, at least.
[1d20+5 = (19+5) = 24]
>>190304
Silver can tell that the injuries are blunt force trauma, with ribs and broken bones puncturing lungs and causing internal bleeding as well as external. There's only so much that can be done, but Silver can sterilize the external wounds and also do as much as possible to reduce the bleeding. Silver has a potion to help coagulate the blood.
Silver can tell that the injuries are blunt force trauma, with ribs and broken bones puncturing lungs and causing internal bleeding as well as external. There's only so much that can be done, but Silver can sterilize the external wounds and also do as much as possible to reduce the bleeding. Silver has a potion to help coagulate the blood.
>>190305
Silver gives it to him to hopefully stop the internal bleeding, before turning his attention to the other unconscious pony in the bunks.
Silver gives it to him to hopefully stop the internal bleeding, before turning his attention to the other unconscious pony in the bunks.
>>190306
>>190309
Primed Well looks over to the bat pony, who has a full view down the center of the car with his wide, all-seeing eyes pressed against the glass
"Ah! He got loose. He's not supposed to be up like that." He says. He then answers Cavaliere's question,
"Since morning the morning. Maybe before."
>>190307
This one seems to be alive. Probably. Signs of injury are not obvious.
>>190306
The white earth pony stands up. He is trembling.
"Ensign Pinup Locker" He answers
>>190309
Primed Well looks over to the bat pony, who has a full view down the center of the car with his wide, all-seeing eyes pressed against the glass
"Ah! He got loose. He's not supposed to be up like that." He says. He then answers Cavaliere's question,
"Since morning the morning. Maybe before."
>>190307
This one seems to be alive. Probably. Signs of injury are not obvious.
>>190306
The white earth pony stands up. He is trembling.
"Ensign Pinup Locker" He answers
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