Fallout Equestria: Sleepless in Seaddle (Closing, IC)

[The Flutterlands]

Remembrance
Pitch looked at No Name's scars, with guilty frown, knowing that half of them, came from his own blades. He gave a soft sigh, as he stepped forward. "No Name, I don't know how I can I prove to you, that I have been reformed." said Pitch, "But, if it means that much to you, then... I'll just have to hand myself over to you. That way, justice can be finally be dealt with.." Pitch remand silent for a moment. "You're going to execute me, aren't you?" he asked, "I guess that everypony has his or her time. Mine has just been delayed till, today..."

Tribe
Shade gave Praeclara a concerned look. "Mom, freethinking is what makes us ponies.' he said, "Without free thinking, we'll be nothing but mindless drones, blindly following a tyrant, or something. Nopony, should have to go through that. Ideas are powerful, yes, but it's also our very fundamental aspect, that separates us, from robots."

Remembrance
No Name glared at Pitch, and Whisper looked at him peculiarly. If he even tried to shoot Pitch, he'd step in. No Name looked at Belle and frowned. He felt conflict... Shooting this pony who deserved it, but he couldn't do that in front of his marefriend and Blessing. It just didn't sit right with him. "Say you want it..." No Name murmured and looked at Pitch with ice in his stern gaze. "I want to hear you say you want to be shot Pitch. RIght here, right now," No Name said, raising his voice.

The Tribegrounds
Praeclara nodded, "O-Oh, I know Eclipse, I was just saying... sometimes too much of a good thing is bad. Ponies need a little structure..." Invidea kept silent and simply ate her oats. She had strong convictions about this sort of the thing, the kind she knew Shade wouldn't agree with. The red eyed bat-pony had seen how talking about topics like this fired up her mate, so she chose to keep her mouth shut. Solstice smiled at Shade, "I think you're right Eclipse, ponies need to be able to think for themselves."

Remembrance
Pitch frowned and lowered his head, as he thought about it. "No..." he said, as he brought his attention back to No Name, looking at him in the eyes, "No. As much as I deserve to die, it would make everything that a few good ponies did for me, all for nothing. If it weren't for ponies like Ghost, Trit, and even Shade, despite the fact that he killed somepony precious to me, I would still be that awful stallion, who kills for the fun of it. So, no. I do not have a death wish. I'm going to live my immortality to it's fullest, and I'm going to use my talents to bring justice upon thoes like me, who refuse to change. I'm going to use my talents to help people, rather than to make their lives miserable. So, I'm going to ask you again No Name. Can there be peace between us?"

Tribe
Shade looked at his father with a smile, happy to know that he has agreements with him. "Thanks Dad." he said, "I'm glad to have to have somepony who agrees with me." Shade then brought his attention to Praeclara. "And mom, we will have structure. It's just that we won't be beating down on ponies telling them how to think. That's the old order, Mom. The new order, will be founded upon freethinking, and enlightenment."

[Das Metro]

Remembrance
No Name glared at Pitch, and Whisper looked at him peculiarly. If he even tried to shoot Pitch, he'd step in. No Name looked at Belle and frowned. He felt conflict... Shooting this pony who deserved it, but he couldn't do that in front of his marefriend and Blessing. It just didn't sit right with him. "Say you want it..." No Name murmured and looked at Pitch with ice in his stern gaze. "I want to hear you say you want to be shot Pitch. RIght here, right now," No Name said, raising his voice.

The Tribegrounds
Praeclara nodded, "O-Oh, I know Eclipse, I was just saying... sometimes too much of a good thing is bad. Ponies need a little structure..." Invidea kept silent and simply ate her oats. She had strong convictions about this sort of the thing, the kind she knew Shade wouldn't agree with. The red eyed bat-pony had seen how talking about topics like this fired up her mate, so she chose to keep her mouth shut. Solstice smiled at Shade, "I think you're right Eclipse, ponies need to be able to think for themselves."

Remembrance
Pitch frowned and lowered his head, as he thought about it. "No..." he said, as he brought his attention back to No Name, looking at him in the eyes, "No. As much as I deserve to die, it would make everything that a few good ponies did for me, all for nothing. If it weren't for ponies like Ghost, Trit, and even Shade, despite the fact that he killed somepony precious to me, I would still be that awful stallion, who kills for the fun of it. So, no. I do not have a death wish. I'm going to live my immortality to it's fullest, and I'm going to use my talents to bring justice upon thoes like me, who refuse to change. I'm going to use my talents to help people, rather than to make their lives miserable. So, I'm going to ask you again No Name. Can there be peace between us?"

Tribe
Shade looked at his father with a smile, happy to know that he has agreements with him. "Thanks Dad." he said, "I'm glad to have to have somepony who agrees with me." Shade then brought his attention to Praeclara. "And mom, we will have structure. It's just that we won't be beating down on ponies telling them how to think. That's the old order, Mom. The new order, will be founded upon freethinking, and enlightenment."

Remembrance
No Name glared at Pitch a moment and he grunt. "Fine. Fine... I'm not doing this for you Pitch, I'm doing it for you," No Name said softly, looking at Belle. He sighed and kicked at the dirt beneath his hooves. That didn't excuse Whisper. "But you... What about you, you redeem yourself too?.." No Name asked venomously.

Whisper snickered, "I don't have anything to be redeemed for."

No Name stared daggers at Whisper and clenched his jaw. "I'll just assume that means yes, for my sake."

The Tribegrounds
Praeclara nodded and Solstice smiled. To her, that did seem like a very healthy alternative. She despised violence, which was paradoxical considering she was Umbra, but that was part of the reason she was so disliked. Praeclara was never popular with anypony but Whisper. "How about we talk about more... social things... Let's stray away from tribal politics," Invidea muttered.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Belle
Belle looked from No Name to Pitch with Blessing held in her hooves. She understood No Name's motivation . . . But it just felt wrong when Pitch had confessed his wrongdoing and claimed to have turned over a new leaf. She hesitated before placing a hoof on No Name's shoulder. "Diamond forgave you and you her. No Name, forgiveness isn't something foreign to your heart. . . But as Pitch says, this is your choice dear." She said softly and kissed No Name's cheek before looking into his eyes deeply, showing her own fear. "Please, don't shoot him." She whispered and turned to Blessing again. No doubt the filly was terrified. She wrapped her hooves around her and hugged her tight, "Shh, you'll see, my buckfriend is a good pony." She said to Blessing.

Cybrony
Cybrony held her tight as he swam to the hoof and picked it up for her placing it on his chest in front of her. It felt odd to him to have just cut somepony's limb off. Completely topsy turvy, but that was Gallows as far as anything went. He sighed and chuckled before gripping one of his hooves. He twisted it and it disconnected with a hiss as pneumatics slackened. He placed it next to hers and smiled as he pulled her close for a kiss and kissed the severed joint where her hoof had been as blood flowed onto his face and down his throat. "Snap." He whispered and hugged her close as he replaced his own hoof and held up hers. "Wanna put it back?" He asked curiously.

[Das Metro]

Belle
Belle looked from No Name to Pitch with Blessing held in her hooves. She understood No Name's motivation . . . But it just felt wrong when Pitch had confessed his wrongdoing and claimed to have turned over a new leaf. She hesitated before placing a hoof on No Name's shoulder. "Diamond forgave you and you her. No Name, forgiveness isn't something foreign to your heart. . . But as Pitch says, this is your choice dear." She said softly and kissed No Name's cheek before looking into his eyes deeply, showing her own fear. "Please, don't shoot him." She whispered and turned to Blessing again. No doubt the filly was terrified. She wrapped her hooves around her and hugged her tight, "Shh, you'll see, my buckfriend is a good pony." She said to Blessing.

No Name nodded and moved closer to Belle, "I won't sugarcube... I won't shoot him." His horn lit up a soft blue and a revolver was pulled from his saddlebags. Carelessly, he tossed the gun forward towards Pitch. "You change your mind, you can do it yourself," he said coldly. Blessing wasn't shaking, but she was definitely afraid. This wasn't how she remembered her caretaker. He had always been smiling, only around her it seemed. Now he was so... intimidating.

Cybrony
Cybrony held her tight as he swam to the hoof and picked it up for her placing it on his chest in front of her. It felt odd to him to have just cut somepony's limb off. Completely topsy turvy, but that was Gallows as far as anything went. He sighed and chuckled before gripping one of his hooves. He twisted it and it disconnected with a hiss as pneumatics slackened. He placed it next to hers and smiled as he pulled her close for a kiss and kissed the severed joint where her hoof had been as blood flowed onto his face and down his throat. "Snap." He whispered and hugged her close as he replaced his own hoof and held up hers. "Wanna put it back?" He asked curiously.

"Yes," she nodded weakly. With the foreleg she still had, she grabbed the dismembered foreleg, and rolled in the pool so that she was floating up, her back to Cybrony. She lifted the stump from the pool and brutishly jammed the foreleg back into place. Her horn glowed an ugly black and a shock of what looked like black electricity ran up her foreleg, and seemed to cauterize the foreleg back into place. Gallows whimpered slightly, and moved it sluggishly. "It's okay now..." she said relieved.

[The Flutterlands]

Belle
Belle looked from No Name to Pitch with Blessing held in her hooves. She understood No Name's motivation . . . But it just felt wrong when Pitch had confessed his wrongdoing and claimed to have turned over a new leaf. She hesitated before placing a hoof on No Name's shoulder. "Diamond forgave you and you her. No Name, forgiveness isn't something foreign to your heart. . . But as Pitch says, this is your choice dear." She said softly and kissed No Name's cheek before looking into his eyes deeply, showing her own fear. "Please, don't shoot him." She whispered and turned to Blessing again. No doubt the filly was terrified. She wrapped her hooves around her and hugged her tight, "Shh, you'll see, my buckfriend is a good pony." She said to Blessing.

No Name nodded and moved closer to Belle, "I won't sugarcube... I won't shoot him." His horn lit up a soft blue and a revolver was pulled from his saddlebags. Carelessly, he tossed the gun forward towards Pitch. "You change your mind, you can do it yourself," he said coldly. Blessing wasn't shaking, but she was definitely afraid. This wasn't how she remembered her caretaker. He had always been smiling, only around her it seemed. Now he was so... intimidating.

Remembrance
Pitch looked at revolver, and picked it up smiling. He handed, it back to No Name. "Thanks, but, no thanks." he said gratefully, "I'm sure my sanity will endure the millenia, ahead of me." Pitch looked around and noticed that someone was missing. "Where's your friend, No Name?" he asked, remembering that brute of a griffin, Nameless, who almost killed him in battle. Judging by Nameless's personality, the griffin would probably have cut Pitch in two the minute he lad eyes on him. "He doesn't seem to be with you, at the moment."

Tribe
Shade smiled, seeing his family have begun to agree with his ideals of peace and prosperity. However, Shade brought his attention to Invidea looked at her with a concern look on his face. He guessed that Invidea still kept the old ideals, of the Umbra. However, that concern turned into a smile. "Sure thing, honey." Shade said, happily, "What kind of social things do you want to talk about, my love?"

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Belle
Belle smiled and nodded while hugging Blessing. "See sis? He's a good pony. Don't worry, he's just working through some problems." She said before Pitch asked about Nameless. She looked at him and shook her head sadly. She placed a hoof on No Name's shoulder and kissed his cheek. "Tell me if it comes back dear." She said softly, referring to the buzzing in his head. She knew he was going through a lot of stress right now and that would not be a good thing if the buzzing started.

Cybrony
Cybrony smiled and nodded as he hugged her close to him. He released a sigh of relief after inspecting the limb and seeing it re attached. He stroked her mane and whispered into her ear, "We don't have to do that again you know, you seem shaken after that love." He said softly and tenderly while he hugged her close. "What do you want to do now? Anything, you name it and we can do it." He said trying to lift her tired spirits. "Even if it's just sleeping." He said with a chuckle.

[Das Metro]

Belle
Belle smiled and nodded while hugging Blessing. "See sis? He's a good pony. Don't worry, he's just working through some problems." She said before Pitch asked about Nameless. She looked at him and shook her head sadly. She placed a hoof on No Name's shoulder and kissed his cheek. "Tell me if it comes back dear." She said softly, referring to the buzzing in his head. She knew he was going through a lot of stress right now and that would not be a good thing if the buzzing started.

No Name looked at Pitch, and his gaze softened as memories of that telepathic message were renewed. "Dead," No Name said simply, "He was k-killed..." He could feel his eyes watering. Blessing smiled and nodded to Belle, reassured now that No Name wasn't threatening to kill anyone. Whisper bared his fangs, "That one deserved it. I remember him too."

In a snap, the revolver Pitch had returned to him was resting squarely against Whisper's throat, suspended in the air by a soft blue aura. "Take that back..." No Name said defensively.

"Smart. Aiming for the center mass. I wonder where you picked that up from."

"Shut up, and take it back."

Whisper sneered, "I stuck a nerve, didn't I?"

"Do it. Too late to go back. Tell them to look away. Do it brother. This one, Tacitus. He made your life hell. He ruined it. Tarnished it. Ripped it apart. Beat you. Cut you. Broke you. Return the favor!" Fury demanded.

Cybrony
Cybrony smiled and nodded as he hugged her close to him. He released a sigh of relief after inspecting the limb and seeing it re attached. He stroked her mane and whispered into her ear, "We don't have to do that again you know, you seem shaken after that love." He said softly and tenderly while he hugged her close. "What do you want to do now? Anything, you name it and we can do it." He said trying to lift her tired spirits. "Even if it's just sleeping." He said with a chuckle.

"No, I wanna do something fun," Gallows said as if she were a foal, "Let's do somethin' fun Cybrony!" She rolled off his chest and paddled towards the edge of the prewar pool and clambered out. "Voddy? Can you find something to dry me off?" Gallows asked the sentry like figure of VODNIK.

"Affirmation: Yes ma'am."

Gallows watched as VODNIK stalked off like a robot, and she sat down at the edge of the pool, kicking her hindlegs. "Thinka' something fun to do Cybrony!"

\Tribe
Shade smiled, seeing his family have begun to agree with his ideals of peace and prosperity. However, Shade brought his attention to Invidea looked at her with a concern look on his face. He guessed that Invidea still kept the old ideals, of the Umbra. However, that concern turned into a smile. "Sure thing, honey." Shade said, happily, "What kind of social things do you want to talk about, my love?"

Invidea sat quietly, eating for a moment as if she hadn't heard Shade. After a moment she looked up from her food and sighed. "Just... Just something normal ponies talk about... How'd you sleep Shade?" she asked suddenly, that the only thing that came to her mind. Solstice looked at Invidea oddly, and Praeclara scooted closer to her daughter in a paternal manner.

[The Flutterlands]

Belle
Belle smiled and nodded while hugging Blessing. "See sis? He's a good pony. Don't worry, he's just working through some problems." She said before Pitch asked about Nameless. She looked at him and shook her head sadly. She placed a hoof on No Name's shoulder and kissed his cheek. "Tell me if it comes back dear." She said softly, referring to the buzzing in his head. She knew he was going through a lot of stress right now and that would not be a good thing if the buzzing started.

No Name looked at Pitch, and his gaze softened as memories of that telepathic message were renewed. "Dead," No Name said simply, "He was k-killed..." He could feel his eyes watering. Blessing smiled and nodded to Belle, reassured now that No Name wasn't threatening to kill anyone. Whisper bared his fangs, "That one deserved it. I remember him too."

In a snap, the revolver Pitch had returned to him was resting squarely against Whisper's throat, suspended in the air by a soft blue aura. "Take that back..." No Name said defensively.

"Smart. Aiming for the center mass. I wonder where you picked that up from."

"Shut up, and take it back."

Whisper sneered, "I stuck a nerve, didn't I?"

"Do it. Too late to go back. Tell them to look away. Do it brother. This one, Tacitus. He made your life hell. He ruined it. Tarnished it. Ripped it apart. Beat you. Cut you. Broke you. Return the favor!" Fury demanded.

\Tribe
Shade smiled, seeing his family have begun to agree with his ideals of peace and prosperity. However, Shade brought his attention to Invidea looked at her with a concern look on his face. He guessed that Invidea still kept the old ideals, of the Umbra. However, that concern turned into a smile. "Sure thing, honey." Shade said, happily, "What kind of social things do you want to talk about, my love?"

Invidea sat quietly, eating for a moment as if she hadn't heard Shade. After a moment she looked up from her food and sighed. "Just... Just something normal ponies talk about... How'd you sleep Shade?" she asked suddenly, that the only thing that came to her mind. Solstice looked at Invidea oddly, and Praeclara scooted closer to her daughter in a paternal manner.

Remembrance
Pitch glared at Whisper. Without saying anything, he laid a hoof on the bat-pony's shoulder and the two teleported back to the compound. "Stay here." Pitch told Whisper sternly, "I warned you about doing anything foolish." And before Whisper could say anything in response, Pitch teleported back to Remembrance, where No Name, and Belle were at. "Forgive my friend." said Pitch, "I'm sure he didn't mean it... I think." Pitch shook his head. "Anyway, I'm sorry about your lost. I'm sure that Nameless was a very close friend of yours."

Tribe
Shade gave Invidea an odd look, before chuckling. "I slept well, thank you." he said, kissing his mate on the cheek. Shade began to dig into his oats. "Mom, Dad, did you sleep well, too?" he asked. Shade actually liked the idea of a change in conversation. "I'm sure Invidea, slept well. Didn't you, darling?"

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Belle
Belle dashed to No Name's side and hugged him tight. She had half a mind to attack Whisper as well but she resisted the urge and glared at him. "Why? You walk with a stallion who has turned over a new leaf and the most innocent filly in the world. How can you treat somepony like this?! How can you feel happy knowing you've crushed somepony's life under your foot? Knowing their family will never see them again because you've killed them. How can you stand there and torment somepony after their friend is Dead and still smirk afterwards. Is this what you wanted? To bring Blessing to me just so you could show her how to bring out the worst in somepony?" She yelled at Whisper feeling her anger rise and silently praising the fact that Poppet and Rags were still in pony form. Then he and Pitch vanished and she felt robbed, she wanted his answer, but that would work too. "You okay my dearest?" She said and hugged No Name, pulling Blessing into the hug too. "Please, No Name, don't be like them." She asked softly.

Cybrony
Cybrony swam up to her and rested his head on her lap as she kicked. "I am a robot. Designation: Cybrony. Imagination level set to minimal. Kindly explain meaning of fun." He said in his usual robotic voice with an extra hint of robot as he chuckled and smiled to Gallows. He playfully nuzzled her stomach and grinned, "The choice is yours Angel." He said cheerfully and nuzzled her stomach again, glad to see she was back to her self.

[Das Metro]

Belle
Belle dashed to No Name's side and hugged him tight. She had half a mind to attack Whisper as well but she resisted the urge and glared at him. "Why? You walk with a stallion who has turned over a new leaf and the most innocent filly in the world. How can you treat somepony like this?! How can you feel happy knowing you've crushed somepony's life under your foot? Knowing their family will never see them again because you've killed them. How can you stand there and torment somepony after their friend is Dead and still smirk afterwards. Is this what you wanted? To bring Blessing to me just so you could show her how to bring out the worst in somepony?" She yelled at Whisper feeling her anger rise and silently praising the fact that Poppet and Rags were still in pony form. Then he and Pitch vanished and she felt robbed, she wanted his answer, but that would work too. "You okay my dearest?" She said and hugged No Name, pulling Blessing into the hug too. "Please, No Name, don't be like them." She asked softly.

"Never again sugarcube," he muttered, and Blessing looked at him oddly. What was that supposed to mean? 'Never again'... Blessing frowned and nuzzled Belle. No Name looked at Pitch and forced a smile. "T-Thank you... He was close..." No Name said sadly. Fury was wailing in the back of his head, Whisper 'stolen' from him. Maybe he was wrong about Pitch, he seemed earnest enough, and he had gotten rid of Whisper...

Cybrony
Cybrony swam up to her and rested his head on her lap as she kicked. "I am a robot. Designation: Cybrony. Imagination level set to minimal. Kindly explain meaning of fun." He said in his usual robotic voice with an extra hint of robot as he chuckled and smiled to Gallows. He playfully nuzzled her stomach and grinned, "The choice is yours Angel." He said cheerfully and nuzzled her stomach again, glad to see she was back to her self.

"Hey," Gallows said and giggled, splashing blood at Cybrony playfully, "Don't make fun of Voddy, he can't help it... Some kind of Enclave conditioning and genetic enhancement, daddy thinks he's fascinating. He says the genetic work is subpar, but the conditioning is amazing, years above his own..." she said as if bragging. "...You wanna go play in the labs? There's cool stuff in there."

The Tribegrounds
Solstice nodded, "I slept very well, very comfortably." Praeclara on the other hoof just shook her headnand quietly muttered something about nightmares. Invidea looked at Shade and smiled slightly, "Mhm... I slept good, dreamless though..."

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Belle
Belle nodded to Pitch and smiled to No Name. "Good, well just be careful love." She said softly and kissed No Name's lips. She sat down afterwards, in front of Blessing and ruffled up her mane. "How are you Blessing? You look so big! How's that walking thing coming along? Oh I missed you soooooo much!" She said and hugged Blessing tight. "Tell, me everything!" She said in a conspiratorial tone and nuzzled Blessing's nose.

Cybrony
Cybrony chuckled and shook his head, "Oh no, I wasn't talking about him. He seems nice enough. As for playing in the lab, sounds fun." He said and hopped out. He scooped her up onto his back and smiled up to her as he carried her. "No time to dry off, fun awaits." He said and took off into the sky. After a brief ascent and an even briefer descent their coats were mostly clear of blood. "There, no, where's this lab full of cool stuff?" He asked as he walked inside, forgetting completely about VODNIK

[The Flutterlands]

Belle
Belle dashed to No Name's side and hugged him tight. She had half a mind to attack Whisper as well but she resisted the urge and glared at him. "Why? You walk with a stallion who has turned over a new leaf and the most innocent filly in the world. How can you treat somepony like this?! How can you feel happy knowing you've crushed somepony's life under your foot? Knowing their family will never see them again because you've killed them. How can you stand there and torment somepony after their friend is Dead and still smirk afterwards. Is this what you wanted? To bring Blessing to me just so you could show her how to bring out the worst in somepony?" She yelled at Whisper feeling her anger rise and silently praising the fact that Poppet and Rags were still in pony form. Then he and Pitch vanished and she felt robbed, she wanted his answer, but that would work too. "You okay my dearest?" She said and hugged No Name, pulling Blessing into the hug too. "Please, No Name, don't be like them." She asked softly.

"Never again sugarcube," he muttered, and Blessing looked at him oddly. What was that supposed to mean? 'Never again'... Blessing frowned and nuzzled Belle. No Name looked at Pitch and forced a smile. "T-Thank you... He was close..." No Name said sadly. Fury was wailing in the back of his head, Whisper 'stolen' from him. Maybe he was wrong about Pitch, he seemed earnest enough, and he had gotten rid of Whisper...

The Tribegrounds
Solstice nodded, "I slept very well, very comfortably." Praeclara on the other hoof just shook her headnand quietly muttered something about nightmares. Invidea looked at Shade and smiled slightly, "Mhm... I slept good, dreamless though..."

Remembrance
Pitch nodded. "I shall leave you now." he said, "I wish you three the best, and I hope that our friendship together, will form quite well, if we are to cross paths again. Goodbye, Blessing. Be good, okay?" Pitch then vanished from his spot, and returned to the compound. He glared at Whisper upon his arrival. "What the fuck did I tell you about behaving yourself?" Pitch snarled, "That was like, the complete opposite of behaving yourself! What is the fuck is wrong with you?"

Tribe
Shade smiled at Solstice, happy to know that his father slept well. He looked at Invidea oddly. "Dreamless sleep?" Shade asked, "What kind of sleeping is that?" Shade couldn't understand a sleep without dreams. It sounded to him like, a fire without light, or a cupcake without flavor. Shade then brought his attention to his mother-in-law. "Nightmares, Mom?" he asked, "You should pray to Luna before you go to bed. I hear that she protects her followers from bad dreams."

[Das Metro]

Belle
Belle nodded to Pitch and smiled to No Name. "Good, well just be careful love." She said softly and kissed No Name's lips. She sat down afterwards, in front of Blessing and ruffled up her mane. "How are you Blessing? You look so big! How's that walking thing coming along? Oh I missed you soooooo much!" She said and hugged Blessing tight. "Tell, me everything!" She said in a conspiratorial tone and nuzzled Blessing's nose.

No Name nodded and said goodbye to Pitch. After that he decided to give the Blessing and Belle a moment to themselves, besides he needed to think. He trailed away from the two, not too far, but at least several yards away. Blessing smiled at Belle and giggled. "Well, the walking isn't going to good, I needed Mister Whisper to carry me around. He's really nice, but not nice to Treble for some reason," she said sadly, "I'm feeling really good, Mister Pitch got me my medicine and made the buzzing go away! How are you Belle? How did you find Treble? Is he really your buckfriend?"

Cybrony
Cybrony chuckled and shook his head, "Oh no, I wasn't talking about him. He seems nice enough. As for playing in the lab, sounds fun." He said and hopped out. He scooped her up onto his back and smiled up to her as he carried her. "No time to dry off, fun awaits." He said and took off into the sky. After a brief ascent and an even briefer descent their coats were mostly clear of blood. "There, no, where's this lab full of cool stuff?" He asked as he walked inside, forgetting completely about VODNIK

Gallows smiled and led him back to the Stable, through the gaping hole where the door used to be. She had no idea where the hell it went, though it might of had something to do with that one odd aura she felt a while ago. It felt hot... unique. She hadn't felt it since though. Gallows trotted through the halls until she reached the 112 Labs. The guards let her in on reflex, considering the fact that she lived in there, though they stopped Cybrony. "Hey, let'em in. Don't touch my little tin soldier like that or I'll turn your inside out and stuff you with the bodyparts of your children," Gallows snapped, and both guards paled and moved out of Cybrony's way. Inside the lab was the usual sterile white with some scientists drifting about. "C'mon Cybrony!"

Remembrance
Pitch nodded. "I shall leave you now." he said, "I wish you three the best, and I hope that our friendship together, will form quite well, if we are to cross paths again. Goodbye, Blessing. Be good, okay?" Pitch then vanished from his spot, and returned to the compound. He glared at Whisper upon his arrival. "What the fuck did I tell you about behaving yourself?" Pitch snarled, "That was like, the complete opposite of behaving yourself! What is the fuck is wrong with you?"

Tribe
Shade smiled at Solstice, happy to know that his father slept well. He looked at Invidea oddly. "Dreamless sleep?" Shade asked, "What kind of sleeping is that?" Shade couldn't understand a sleep without dreams. It sounded to him like, a fire without light, or a cupcake without flavor. Shade then brought his attention to his mother-in-law. "Nightmares, Mom?" he asked, "You should pray to Luna before you go to bed. I hear that she protects her followers from bad dreams."

The Compound
Whisper was sitting down in the same spot where Pitch had left him when he got back. He bared his fangs at Pitch angrily and stood up. "That fuck tried to kill me! He used to be one of Opium's slaves, when he escaped he tried to kill me. Same way too," Whisper said with a sneer, "He put a revolver to my head, and I disarmed him. I guess he learnt his lesson huh?.. Oh and fun fact about him, he's not exactly a fucking Saint himself! I worked did surveillance jobs for the Coterie on him... You should of seen some of the shit he did 'for the enslaved'.

The Tribegrounds
"No it's fine, just some little night terrors I've had recently," Praeclara said with a smile. Truth be told, they had been happening very recently, and all had been about Whisper. Hearing that he was apart of the massacre, one of the uniformed ponies that stormed the old official tribegrounds haunted her constantly. She kept flashing back, and seeing him there, rip and tearing away with a spear of carved bone. Invidea chuckled, "A dreamless sleep is the best kind in my opinion."

[The Flutterlands]

Remembrance
Pitch nodded. "I shall leave you now." he said, "I wish you three the best, and I hope that our friendship together, will form quite well, if we are to cross paths again. Goodbye, Blessing. Be good, okay?" Pitch then vanished from his spot, and returned to the compound. He glared at Whisper upon his arrival. "What the fuck did I tell you about behaving yourself?" Pitch snarled, "That was like, the complete opposite of behaving yourself! What is the fuck is wrong with you?"

Tribe
Shade smiled at Solstice, happy to know that his father slept well. He looked at Invidea oddly. "Dreamless sleep?" Shade asked, "What kind of sleeping is that?" Shade couldn't understand a sleep without dreams. It sounded to him like, a fire without light, or a cupcake without flavor. Shade then brought his attention to his mother-in-law. "Nightmares, Mom?" he asked, "You should pray to Luna before you go to bed. I hear that she protects her followers from bad dreams."

The Compound
Whisper was sitting down in the same spot where Pitch had left him when he got back. He bared his fangs at Pitch angrily and stood up. "That fuck tried to kill me! He used to be one of Opium's slaves, when he escaped he tried to kill me. Same way too," Whisper said with a sneer, "He put a revolver to my head, and I disarmed him. I guess he learnt his lesson huh?.. Oh and fun fact about him, he's not exactly a fucking Saint himself! I worked did surveillance jobs for the Coterie on him... You should of seen some of the shit he did 'for the enslaved'.

The Tribegrounds
"No it's fine, just some little night terrors I've had recently," Praeclara said with a smile. Truth be told, they had been happening very recently, and all had been about Whisper. Hearing that he was apart of the massacre, one of the uniformed ponies that stormed the old official tribegrounds haunted her constantly. She kept flashing back, and seeing him there, rip and tearing away with a spear of carved bone. Invidea chuckled, "A dreamless sleep is the best kind in my opinion."

Compound
Pitch facehooved. "Well, that doesn't give you an excuse to insult his dead friend." he said, "Besides, I don't really blame No Name for what he is, after being raised as a slave by that psychopath!" He shook his head. "Anyway, I think that Belle is helping him turnover a new leaf. I still find it unfortunate that his friend Nameless died, without giving a chance to turn a new leaf himself."

Tribe
Shade smiled at his mother-in-law. "Dreams come and go, Mom." he said, wisely, "Soon, they'll pass." Shade gave Invidea another kiss on the cheek. "Whatever you say, my love." he said, "Whatever you say." Shade then returned to his oats, and finished eating. "Anyway." he said, "We should be going, Dad. I'm planning on doing a roll call, and population count, of our tribe."

[Das Metro]

The Compound
Whisper was sitting down in the same spot where Pitch had left him when he got back. He bared his fangs at Pitch angrily and stood up. "That fuck tried to kill me! He used to be one of Opium's slaves, when he escaped he tried to kill me. Same way too," Whisper said with a sneer, "He put a revolver to my head, and I disarmed him. I guess he learnt his lesson huh?.. Oh and fun fact about him, he's not exactly a fucking Saint himself! I worked did surveillance jobs for the Coterie on him... You should of seen some of the shit he did 'for the enslaved'.

The Tribegrounds
"No it's fine, just some little night terrors I've had recently," Praeclara said with a smile. Truth be told, they had been happening very recently, and all had been about Whisper. Hearing that he was apart of the massacre, one of the uniformed ponies that stormed the old official tribegrounds haunted her constantly. She kept flashing back, and seeing him there, rip and tearing away with a spear of carved bone. Invidea chuckled, "A dreamless sleep is the best kind in my opinion."

Compound
Pitch facehooved. "Well, that doesn't give you an excuse to insult his dead friend." he said, "Besides, I don't really blame No Name for what he is, after being raised as a slave by that psychopath!" He shook his head. "Anyway, I think that Belle is helping him turnover a new leaf. I still find it unfortunate that his friend Nameless died, without giving a chance to turn a new leaf himself."

Tribe
Shade smiled at his mother-in-law. "Dreams come and go, Mom." he said, wisely, "Soon, they'll pass." Shade gave Invidea another kiss on the cheek. "Whatever you say, my love." he said, "Whatever you say." Shade then returned to his oats, and finished eating. "Anyway." he said, "We should be going, Dad. I'm planning on doing a roll call, and population count, of our tribe."

The Compound
Whisper sneered and shook his head, "He was almost as bad as you were Pitch. Just with less explosions, only difference was that he covered his ugly up with a 'just cause'. Whisper sat back down, in no mood to argue with his friend. He was already missing Blessing, he adored the little filly. "Do you know where Paradise is?" Whisper asked.

The Tribgrounds
Solstice nodded and continued to eat his own oats. Praeclara smiled at Shade and nodded, "Come back soon Eclipse." All three continued to eat and make small talk, talk you'd expect a family to have at the breakfast table.

[The Flutterlands]

Compound
Pitch facehooved. "Well, that doesn't give you an excuse to insult his dead friend." he said, "Besides, I don't really blame No Name for what he is, after being raised as a slave by that psychopath!" He shook his head. "Anyway, I think that Belle is helping him turnover a new leaf. I still find it unfortunate that his friend Nameless died, without giving a chance to turn a new leaf himself."

Tribe
Shade smiled at his mother-in-law. "Dreams come and go, Mom." he said, wisely, "Soon, they'll pass." Shade gave Invidea another kiss on the cheek. "Whatever you say, my love." he said, "Whatever you say." Shade then returned to his oats, and finished eating. "Anyway." he said, "We should be going, Dad. I'm planning on doing a roll call, and population count, of our tribe."

The Compound
Whisper sneered and shook his head, "He was almost as bad as you were Pitch. Just with less explosions, only difference was that he covered his ugly up with a 'just cause'. Whisper sat back down, in no mood to argue with his friend. He was already missing Blessing, he adored the little filly. "Do you know where Paradise is?" Whisper asked.

The Tribgrounds
Solstice nodded and continued to eat his own oats. Praeclara smiled at Shade and nodded, "Come back soon Eclipse." All three continued to eat and make small talk, talk you'd expect a family to have at the breakfast table.

Compound
Pitch rolled his eyes, for a moment. "Next time I take you somewhere, don't go provoking people, please? I can't take you anywhere, if you're just going to provoke ponies into aiming their guns at us!" Pitch then looked around. "Paradise!" he shouted in a loud voice, "We're home!"

Tribe
Shade nodded, and exited the tent, after saying goodbye to his family. He then spread out his wings, and took off into the sky. Shade went back to Scribe's tent, and knocked on the tent flap. "Scribe." he said, "It's me Eclipse. Can I come in, please?"

[Das Metro]

The Compound
Whisper sneered and shook his head, "He was almost as bad as you were Pitch. Just with less explosions, only difference was that he covered his ugly up with a 'just cause'. Whisper sat back down, in no mood to argue with his friend. He was already missing Blessing, he adored the little filly. "Do you know where Paradise is?" Whisper asked.

The Tribgrounds
Solstice nodded and continued to eat his own oats. Praeclara smiled at Shade and nodded, "Come back soon Eclipse." All three continued to eat and make small talk, talk you'd expect a family to have at the breakfast table.

Compound
Pitch rolled his eyes, for a moment. "Next time I take you somewhere, don't go provoking people, please? I can't take you anywhere, if you're just going to provoke ponies into aiming their guns at us!" Pitch then looked around. "Paradise!" he shouted in a loud voice, "We're home!"

Tribe
Shade nodded, and exited the tent, after saying goodbye to his family. He then spread out his wings, and took off into the sky. Shade went back to Scribe's tent, and knocked on the tent flap. "Scribe." he said, "It's me Eclipse. Can I come in, please?"

The Compound
Paradise came trotting out from one of the halls and smiled seeing the two back, especially Whisper. "Wow, that was quick! See, you two were just fine huh... What was I worrying about?" she said with a smile, "Where's Blessing."

"We left her with this Belle pony in Remembrance," Whisper explained with a smile. He wasn't quite fond of Belle after that tongue lashing she gave him. It was the same spiel everypony gave him, all those who didn't understand his motivations, couldn't comprehend his goals.

Paradise nodded and sat down close next to Whisper, "I hope she's having fun. How are you Pitch?"

The Tribegrounds
"Of course!" the lanky stallion called from the inside of his tent. As always, he laid on the floor in the dirt, several manuscripts and scrolls using salvaged prewar paper to make postwar documents. "You don't really have to ask you know, you are Elder after all. It's not like I'm going to say no to you," Scribe said with a chuckle, "What do you need?"

[The Flutterlands]

Compound
Pitch rolled his eyes, for a moment. "Next time I take you somewhere, don't go provoking people, please? I can't take you anywhere, if you're just going to provoke ponies into aiming their guns at us!" Pitch then looked around. "Paradise!" he shouted in a loud voice, "We're home!"

Tribe
Shade nodded, and exited the tent, after saying goodbye to his family. He then spread out his wings, and took off into the sky. Shade went back to Scribe's tent, and knocked on the tent flap. "Scribe." he said, "It's me Eclipse. Can I come in, please?"

The Compound
Paradise came trotting out from one of the halls and smiled seeing the two back, especially Whisper. "Wow, that was quick! See, you two were just fine huh... What was I worrying about?" she said with a smile, "Where's Blessing."

"We left her with this Belle pony in Remembrance," Whisper explained with a smile. He wasn't quite fond of Belle after that tongue lashing she gave him. It was the same spiel everypony gave him, all those who didn't understand his motivations, couldn't comprehend his goals.

Paradise nodded and sat down close next to Whisper, "I hope she's having fun. How are you Pitch?"

The Tribegrounds
"Of course!" the lanky stallion called from the inside of his tent. As always, he laid on the floor in the dirt, several manuscripts and scrolls using salvaged prewar paper to make postwar documents. "You don't really have to ask you know, you are Elder after all. It's not like I'm going to say no to you," Scribe said with a chuckle, "What do you need?"

Compound
Pitch smiled at Paradise. "I'm doing fine, thank you. " he said. However, Pitch frowned, and gazed at Paradise, as if in a trance. Due to being Sunflower's identical twin, Pitch often mistakes Paradise for her. He shook his head. "I'm sorry, Paradise." Pitch apologized, "You remind me of her sometimes... Again, I'm sorry for what happened. I'm sure that your twin's death was very devastating for you... Anyway, I'm doing fine, but, Whisper on the other hoof, needs to learn how to behave in public." Pitch looked at Whisper with a stern look, on his face.

Tribe
SHade placed a hoof on Scribe. "Just because I'm Elder, does not mean that I shouldn't be polite about things." he said, "Anyway, first of all, we should go over those laws, I told you to write. Then I would like to do a census of tribe. That way, we can know who's who, here."

[Das Metro]

The Compound
Paradise came trotting out from one of the halls and smiled seeing the two back, especially Whisper. "Wow, that was quick! See, you two were just fine huh... What was I worrying about?" she said with a smile, "Where's Blessing."

"We left her with this Belle pony in Remembrance," Whisper explained with a smile. He wasn't quite fond of Belle after that tongue lashing she gave him. It was the same spiel everypony gave him, all those who didn't understand his motivations, couldn't comprehend his goals.

Paradise nodded and sat down close next to Whisper, "I hope she's having fun. How are you Pitch?"

The Tribegrounds
"Of course!" the lanky stallion called from the inside of his tent. As always, he laid on the floor in the dirt, several manuscripts and scrolls using salvaged prewar paper to make postwar documents. "You don't really have to ask you know, you are Elder after all. It's not like I'm going to say no to you," Scribe said with a chuckle, "What do you need?"

Compound
Pitch smiled at Paradise. "I'm doing fine, thank you. " he said. However, Pitch frowned, and gazed at Paradise, as if in a trance. Due to being Sunflower's identical twin, Pitch often mistakes Paradise for her. He shook his head. "I'm sorry, Paradise." Pitch apologized, "You remind me of her sometimes... Again, I'm sorry for what happened. I'm sure that your twin's death was very devastating for you... Anyway, I'm doing fine, but, Whisper on the other hoof, needs to learn how to behave in public." Pitch looked at Whisper with a stern look, on his face.

Tribe
SHade placed a hoof on Scribe. "Just because I'm Elder, does not mean that I shouldn't be polite about things." he said, "Anyway, first of all, we should go over those laws, I told you to write. Then I would like to do a census of tribe. That way, we can know who's who, here."

The Compound
Whisper rolled his eyes and buried his face in Paradise's mane. She nuzzled his ear, but turned her head slightly to Pitch and mouthed the words, 'What did he do?' Paradise thought she could remember hearing Pitch say something along the lines of Whisper behaving while they were out before they left.

The Tribegrounds
Scribe nodded to Shade, and got up in search of some fresh prewar paper. "The laws aren't all the way done quite yet, though they should be soon, the edits in the original laws of the Umbra is relatively easy," he explained and laid out a new sheet of paper, "A census I can have done in absolutely no one if I had some help going around."

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

No Name nodded and said goodbye to Pitch. After that he decided to give the Blessing and Belle a moment to themselves, besides he needed to think. He trailed away from the two, not too far, but at least several yards away. Blessing smiled at Belle and giggled. "Well, the walking isn't going to good, I needed Mister Whisper to carry me around. He's really nice, but not nice to Treble for some reason," she said sadly, "I'm feeling really good, Mister Pitch got me my medicine and made the buzzing go away! How are you Belle? How did you find Treble? Is he really your buckfriend?"


Gallows smiled and led him back to the Stable, through the gaping hole where the door used to be. She had no idea where the hell it went, though it might of had something to do with that one odd aura she felt a while ago. It felt hot... unique. She hadn't felt it since though. Gallows trotted through the halls until she reached the 112 Labs. The guards let her in on reflex, considering the fact that she lived in there, though they stopped Cybrony. "Hey, let'em in. Don't touch my little tin soldier like that or I'll turn your inside out and stuff you with the bodyparts of your children," Gallows snapped, and both guards paled and moved out of Cybrony's way. Inside the lab was the usual sterile white with some scientists drifting about. "C'mon Cybrony!"

Belle winced a little as Blessing used No Name's old name. She smiled and nodded, "Yes he is really my buckfriend deary, but he prefers to be called No Name now Blessing dear . . . I erm . . . Your f-father wasn't v-very nice to him . . . B-but, he's been dying to meet you again!" She said to change subjects. "He even proposed to me, he's saving up for a ring. One day a gentlecolt will sweep you off your hooves . . . But first you call me! He needs clearance first." Belle said with a giggle and smiled to No Name and then lay down in front of Blessing, "Lie down for a bit deary, we've got time." She said with a smile to Blessing.

Cybrony chuckled and patted one of the guards on a shoulder, "Statistics say you would've lost. Find me for a hoof wrestling contest sometime." He said with a wink, his digitized robot voice resonating around the room. He followed Gallows cheerfully and wrapped a hoof around her, "You could have let me handle them, if they knew how I treated you they'd never look at me again, let alone step in front of me." He said with another robotic chuckle and kissed her cheek, "Now, where's this cool stuff you wanted to do?" He asked with a grin.

[The Flutterlands]

Compound
Pitch smiled at Paradise. "I'm doing fine, thank you. " he said. However, Pitch frowned, and gazed at Paradise, as if in a trance. Due to being Sunflower's identical twin, Pitch often mistakes Paradise for her. He shook his head. "I'm sorry, Paradise." Pitch apologized, "You remind me of her sometimes... Again, I'm sorry for what happened. I'm sure that your twin's death was very devastating for you... Anyway, I'm doing fine, but, Whisper on the other hoof, needs to learn how to behave in public." Pitch looked at Whisper with a stern look, on his face.

Tribe
SHade placed a hoof on Scribe. "Just because I'm Elder, does not mean that I shouldn't be polite about things." he said, "Anyway, first of all, we should go over those laws, I told you to write. Then I would like to do a census of tribe. That way, we can know who's who, here."

The Compound
Whisper rolled his eyes and buried his face in Paradise's mane. She nuzzled his ear, but turned her head slightly to Pitch and mouthed the words, 'What did he do?' Paradise thought she could remember hearing Pitch say something along the lines of Whisper behaving while they were out before they left.

The Tribegrounds
Scribe nodded to Shade, and got up in search of some fresh prewar paper. "The laws aren't all the way done quite yet, though they should be soon, the edits in the original laws of the Umbra is relatively easy," he explained and laid out a new sheet of paper, "A census I can have done in absolutely no one if I had some help going around."

Compound
Pitch gave Paradise a look saying, 'Ask him. Hopefully, he wouldn't lie to you' Pitch glared at Whisper, and found it hard to believe that a pony like him, with such a degradment toward life, could possibly care for a filly like Blessing.

Tribe
Shadd smiled, and nodded. "Alright," he said, "You need help with the census? I'll be happy to help you. What should be done?" Shade is planning to be more interactive with his people, and aid them in every way, he can.

Earlier at the Compound.
Sec smiled, and kissed Dunder on the lips. "That sounds nice." he said, "We can find something outside that doesn't have to involve killing people. We just have to go out and look." The zebra hugged Dunder, tightly. "Now let's rinse off, before somepony starts wondering what's going on in here." Sec said with a snicker.

[Grafulk Shayneshall]

OOC: Not sure if anything happened

"So, care to tell me anything about yourself?" He pulled out his best chair for his guest, and beckoned him to sit. "It's not often I get a visitor here. The press tends to be quite unassuming, most pay it no attention."

[Das Metro]

Belle winced a little as Blessing used No Name's old name. She smiled and nodded, "Yes he is really my buckfriend deary, but he prefers to be called No Name now Blessing dear . . . I erm . . . Your f-father wasn't v-very nice to him . . . B-but, he's been dying to meet you again!" She said to change subjects. "He even proposed to me, he's saving up for a ring. One day a gentlecolt will sweep you off your hooves . . . But first you call me! He needs clearance first." Belle said with a giggle and smiled to No Name and then lay down in front of Blessing, "Lie down for a bit deary, we've got time." She said with a smile to Blessing.

Blessing smiled and went starry eyed for a moment, "Really, you think so? Daddy said he'd like to meet him first too. He say he can't have any brutes going about, stepping on his delicate little flower." She turned and looked at No Name a moment, who was still staring off into space, thinking to himself. He was confused. A mix of anger and happiness had come over him. He... he had a name, but Opium had kept it from him. His mother really had named him. Opium just didn't want him to know. No Name sighed and looked down at his hooves. "Will he be okay?" Blessing asked, a tone of concern in her voice.

Cybrony chuckled and patted one of the guards on a shoulder, "Statistics say you would've lost. Find me for a hoof wrestling contest sometime." He said with a wink, his digitized robot voice resonating around the room. He followed Gallows cheerfully and wrapped a hoof around her, "You could have let me handle them, if they knew how I treated you they'd never look at me again, let alone step in front of me." He said with another robotic chuckle and kissed her cheek, "Now, where's this cool stuff you wanted to do?" He asked with a grin.

"It's everywhere! We could do a bunch of stuff! We could test the new stuff dad is working on... we could mess around with the other subjects... I used to do that alot, with my telepathy and brain jacking or whatever the doctors call it," Gallows explained, "I think daddy is working on reverse engineering Enclave plasma weapons to make them more reliable and less prone to overheating, you wanna check that out?"

Compound
Pitch gave Paradise a look saying, 'Ask him. Hopefully, he wouldn't lie to you' Pitch glared at Whisper, and found it hard to believe that a pony like him, with such a degradment toward life, could possibly care for a filly like Blessing.

Tribe
Shadd smiled, and nodded. "Alright," he said, "You need help with the census? I'll be happy to help you. What should be done?" Shade is planning to be more interactive with his people, and aid them in every way, he can.

The Compound
Paradise nodded slightly and leaned back, stroking Whisper's mane. "You look a little agitated Tacitus, what's wrong?" she asked with an innocent smiled, and Whisper only sighed in response.

"It was nothing, just had a row with somepony from back when I did my work. I said some things, and he took them a little too seriously is all," Whisper said assuringly with a smile.

Paradise nodded and grinned, "Well, I'm glad you're okay."

The Tribegrounds
Scribe scrawled at the papyrus for a moment and distantly looked up, "Well... Maybe once I finish this draft, you could go around, make sure I got everypony's name right."

[The Flutterlands]

Compound
Pitch gave Paradise a look saying, 'Ask him. Hopefully, he wouldn't lie to you' Pitch glared at Whisper, and found it hard to believe that a pony like him, with such a degradment toward life, could possibly care for a filly like Blessing.

Tribe
Shadd smiled, and nodded. "Alright," he said, "You need help with the census? I'll be happy to help you. What should be done?" Shade is planning to be more interactive with his people, and aid them in every way, he can.

The Compound
Paradise nodded slightly and leaned back, stroking Whisper's mane. "You look a little agitated Tacitus, what's wrong?" she asked with an innocent smiled, and Whisper only sighed in response.

"It was nothing, just had a row with somepony from back when I did my work. I said some things, and he took them a little too seriously is all," Whisper said assuringly with a smile.

Paradise nodded and grinned, "Well, I'm glad you're okay."

The Tribegrounds
Scribe scrawled at the papyrus for a moment and distantly looked up, "Well... Maybe once I finish this draft, you could go around, make sure I got everypony's name right."

Compound
Pitch slightly rolled his emerald green eyes. "Of course it's a good thing that Whisper is alright." he said, "He just needs to learn what not to say about people, that's all." Pitch really didn't care about Whisper's motivations. He just wants to be the bat-pony's friend and that's it. No violence needed. "Next time, Whisper, please keep your mouth shut is you got nothing nice to say."

Tribe
Shade smiled warmly. "That'll be an excellent idea, Scribe." he said, "I'll be sure to make sure that each name you get is spelled correctly. Just let me know when, you're ready."

[La Bandera Roja]

Earlier at the Compound.
Sec smiled, and kissed Dunder on the lips. "That sounds nice." he said, "We can find something outside that doesn't have to involve killing people. We just have to go out and look." The zebra hugged Dunder, tightly. "Now let's rinse off, before somepony starts wondering what's going on in here." Sec said with a snicker.

"This place is under populated, I doubt anypony knows we are in here." Dunder said and licked Sec's cheek. "But let's just go out and see what happens." Dunder said as he shut off the water and gave Sec a light smack on the flank with a wing.