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>>84423Is Bree even in the house? Because there's definitely no sound. nyways, he opens onto a ong hallway. There is a door to his left, a door to his right, a door to his right further down the hallway, and open railing to his left past the door, and a door on the far end on the left
map coming soonish>>84424The guard cocks his head
You thought you were the only one who could do that?"You sound awfully articulate" he says, suspiciously
>>84425Guard truck over to the right, he would have to go around. Some lights on in houses, who knows who could see what
[1d20+8 = 21]>>84425>>84419Dark Star Moves silently towards the house
[1d20+4 = 8]>>84429>>84428Move Silently: Silver follows, moving silently and using what he's spotted to guide Star down paths that will keep him from getting spotted himself.
>>84428"I know. I also know that you need help in trying to reveal your true identity." He now puts his other foreleg inside the booth window. "You need to end your string of lies and free your soul. You will better for it. I guarantee it."
>>84431He gives Iron a
very sour look, and waves over to the other guards, in a hoof motion that could only mean 'fan out'
He says through the radio
"He doesn't
sound. Look and see if this guy brought any 'friends' with him"
>>84428Sneaking to the door on the right first
>>84434Well okIron tries to slide into the booth gently. "I have no friends, at least not here. I only have me to trust in this town." He attempts to pet him again, now being a lot closer
if he can slide inside his chest. to him. "But I do have compassion for troubled souls like you."
I fucked up in
>>84434. That should have said
"He doesn't sound drunk"
>>84436A little further ways down the subdivision
>>84437This door opens to what appears to be a master bed room. To the left is a very large bed, pink bed sheets. The floor is fairly open and has white carpet. There are dressers on the wall closest to bree, on the far side, and a night stand on his left. To his left is an analog TV, a painting, and two doors, one closer to the far side, one one closer to the door. On the far side are windows
>>84438He has an angry look, and now shines a light directly into Iron's face
>>84440*To his
right is an analog TV, a painting, and two doors, one closer to the far side, one one closer to the door. On the far side are windows
>>84440Silver continues to make his way towards the target house, careful to avoid any further guards.
>>84440Iron squints his eyes. "What is with the light? I only want to help you overcome your personal issues." He keeps trying to slip inside.
>>84440Cuts painting from frame, rolls it up, and gently sets it outside the room (from the door he entered from)
>>84443Not possible to slip inside
The guard says into the radio
"No shimmering of the eyes. I'm betting he's not drunk. Search for any confederates"
>>84444It is so
>>84442Noted
>>84446Can he try to 'bend' or break the window with his muscles? He needs to 'save' that poor guard."Why would my eyes shimmer? Are you coming onto me? I knew you were hiding your true identity."
>>84448He could probably tryHe keeps eyeing him suspiciously, and reaching for something
[1d20+11 = 14]>>84446Search for hidden compartments/rooms
>>84449Will that spook the guard into shooting?Iron is kind of standing there, both forelegs and head inside the booth. "Are you okay? You seem scared for some reason. I can still comfort you if you need it." Another pet attempt.
>>84450He finds none in that room
>>84451I don't think he can fit his head into the booth, nor both forehooves, He can fit a part of foreleg in though. The guard continues standing back. He has started looking over Iron around at his surroundings
Check the nightstand and dressers, in that order
[1d20+5 = 20]>>84453No time like the presentIron tries to open up the booth with some raw strength.
REEEEE EVERYTHING I WROTE WAS DELETED
>>84455*Chick-Chack*
GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE BOOTHHe is standing in ready position, has picked up the Shotgun, and has it pointed squarely at iron. A wing is reaching for his radio
>>84454Jewelry, mare's socks and panties. Nothing of much interest. Deeper in the dressers are more clothes. On the top of the dresser is a framed picture of a husband and a wife in some exotic seaside location, and a candle. On the nightstand is a copy of "Ponies and Prejudice" opened midway upside down, a pair of reading glasses, a lamp, and a framed picture of a father and a colt. There is no weapon nor holy book in any of the dressers or nightstands
>>84459>>84457They eventually - and I do mean eventually - get to the house. Before it is a well trimmed lawn and a half circle driveway leading up to the door. The house itself is of a vaguely colonial style. Two full floors with white walls, windows above the second floor in a sort of third floor, and black tiled roof. There is a poolhouse behind the house, and a pool
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>>84460So, did he at least do any damage on the booth?Iron just stares. "I am not about to hurt you. I just want to help you out on your identity crisis. No need to be so afraid of coming out. I do need to enter the booth though, so I can actually comfort you."
>>84460Silver looks at the pool and fights a strange urge to jump inside. Instead, he tries to enter the poolhouse.
[1d20+8 = 13]>>84460Dark Star stealth-fully enters the house
[1d2 = 2]>>84461Oh yes. Yes he did"
I said back the fuck off"
He talks into the radio
"May just be a pre-vert. Get back over here, he's busted into the booth. Will call BPD if necessary. I have my gun trained on him
[1d2 = 1]>>84454>>84463"
Woof!
Woof!"
>>84463How is he 'stealthfully' entering this house exactly?
>>84462The pool house has more glass on it, and a sort of bar area is visible inside of it
>>84462And there is a large German Shepherd dog in it
>>84466>>84467"..." Silver quietly and slowly closes the door to the poolhouse, wondering why in Tartarus anypony would put a dog in a poolhouse. He puts this away in a little mental note.
[1d20 = 10]>>84466The sorcerer catches up to the others... hopefully quiet-like.
[1d20-2 = -1]>>84464>>84465Fuck it. Let's go the funny route.Iron rolls his eyes. "Please. I told you I was not about to take advantage of you. I just want to help you. You are just too stubborn to accept it. I had hoped you would be more cooperative without the booth separating us." Iron sits down and looks down, about to try some stupid shit. He makes a deep breath and looks up at the guard, giving him some sad puppy eyes. "I am sorry."
>>84466he As queitly as possible turns the door knob
Dark Star has his owl friend try to distract the dog or at least make anypony that heard it think it's barking at an owl.
Check the door on the far side
>>84468>DoorIt is locked, but the dog can see him through the bountiful glass
>>84470Whatever you were rolling for, you failed
The guard looks kind of afraid, and looks at Iron strangely
"He must be high on something"
>>84472The owl may hoot loudly, although be advised that the dog is inside and the owl is outside. the door is locked
>>84473Two doors. One, when opened, leads into a walk in closet. The other leads into a bath. Which one to enter?