Fallout Equestria: Sleepless in Seaddle (Closing, IC)

[Das Metro]

Widowmaker smiled and returned the embrace and smiled, glad that she could get Shade in a better mood. There was still the troubling notion that Opium was dead. That he had died. She didn't know who had killed him, but whoever they were, they were dangerous, it made her afraid that there could be a pony who could bring death to a pony referred to as the 'Death Bringer'.

Shade didn't let go of Invidea. He kissed her on the lips, and nuzzled her neck. However, as Shade pulled away, he saw a bit of fear in her eyes, and subconsciously pondered on it. "What's wrong, Invidea?" he asked, concernedly, "Is something troubling you?" Shade then wrapped both of his wings around Invidea, as to comfort her. Then, he kissed her on the lips again.

"I'm just worried about what killed Opium," she said, "I mean... what if it comes for the tribe just like he did?" Widowmaker shivered. Opium had been terrifying, his blazing eyes, his smile, the way he ate the dead once the massacre had slowed down and his mercenaries rested...

[The Flutterlands]

Shade didn't let go of Invidea. He kissed her on the lips, and nuzzled her neck. However, as Shade pulled away, he saw a bit of fear in her eyes, and subconsciously pondered on it. "What's wrong, Invidea?" he asked, concernedly, "Is something troubling you?" Shade then wrapped both of his wings around Invidea, as to comfort her. Then, he kissed her on the lips again.

"I'm just worried about what killed Opium," she said, "I mean... what if it comes for the tribe just like he did?" Widowmaker shivered. Opium had been terrifying, his blazing eyes, his smile, the way he ate the dead once the massacre had slowed down and his mercenaries rested...

Shade frowned. "Honey, Opium was killed by his own creation; his own inheritor. Your father, Ghost, and his team should be out, looking for her..." Shade then smiled slightly, and held onto Invidea tightly. "Gallows Hymns is a dangerous filly, yes, but, she will be taken care of. Ghost and his team, are a band of mighty warriors; taking her on, will be a cake walk for them." However, at the back of his mind, Shade worried also. He knows Gallows well; taking her on, would be anything but a cakewalk.

[Das Metro]

"I'm just worried about what killed Opium," she said, "I mean... what if it comes for the tribe just like he did?" Widowmaker shivered. Opium had been terrifying, his blazing eyes, his smile, the way he ate the dead once the massacre had slowed down and his mercenaries rested...

Shade frowned. "Honey, Opium was killed by his own creation; his own inheritor. Your father, Ghost, and his team should be out, looking for her..." Shade then smiled slightly, and held onto Invidea tightly. "Gallows Hymns is a dangerous filly, yes, but, she will be taken care of. Ghost and his team, are a band of mighty warriors; taking her on, will be a cake walk for them." However, at the back of his mind, Shade worried also. He knows Gallows well; taking her on, would be anything but a cakewalk.

Widowmaker paled slightly and looked at Shade worriedly. "What do you mean she's dangerous? I mean... how did a foal kill Opium?" she asked, slowly becoming more and more worried. Not just for her and the tribe's sake now either, she was worried for her father, and maybe even all of Equestria.

[The Flutterlands]

Shade frowned. "Honey, Opium was killed by his own creation; his own inheritor. Your father, Ghost, and his team should be out, looking for her..." Shade then smiled slightly, and held onto Invidea tightly. "Gallows Hymns is a dangerous filly, yes, but, she will be taken care of. Ghost and his team, are a band of mighty warriors; taking her on, will be a cake walk for them." However, at the back of his mind, Shade worried also. He knows Gallows well; taking her on, would be anything but a cakewalk.

Widowmaker paled slightly and looked at Shade worriedly. "What do you mean she's dangerous? I mean... how did a foal kill Opium?" she asked, slowly becoming more and more worried. Not just for her and the tribe's sake now either, she was worried for her father, and maybe even all of Equestria.

"I don't know..." said Shade, "Only that Opium saw himself in her..." Now Shade himself, began to worry. If Gallows could kill somepony like Opium, then, can anything stop her? What if she wipes out the entire team? If only Shade wasn't stuck in this predicament, he could help them. However, Shade did his best, to hide his worry from Invidea, as to not scare her, anymore than she already is. "Everything will be fine, Invidea." he said, "Ghost and his team, has everything under control."

[Das Metro]

Widowmaker paled slightly and looked at Shade worriedly. "What do you mean she's dangerous? I mean... how did a foal kill Opium?" she asked, slowly becoming more and more worried. Not just for her and the tribe's sake now either, she was worried for her father, and maybe even all of Equestria.

"I don't know..." said Shade, "Only that Opium saw himself in her..." Now Shade himself, began to worry. If Gallows could kill somepony like Opium, then, can anything stop her? What if she wipes out the entire team? If only Shade wasn't stuck in this predicament, he could help them. However, Shade did his best, to hide his worry from Invidea, as to not scare her, anymore than she already is. "Everything will be fine, Invidea." he said, "Ghost and his team, has everything under control."

Widowmaker nodded sadly, "I hope so Shade, I really do." If Ghost and his team could handle it, then maybe the tribe could as well. Then again, they couldn't even handle Opium... Ten years later and they still hadn't recovered. Widowmaker supposed they were just lucky that Opium didn't enslave them all.

[The Flutterlands]

"I don't know..." said Shade, "Only that Opium saw himself in her..." Now Shade himself, began to worry. If Gallows could kill somepony like Opium, then, can anything stop her? What if she wipes out the entire team? If only Shade wasn't stuck in this predicament, he could help them. However, Shade did his best, to hide his worry from Invidea, as to not scare her, anymore than she already is. "Everything will be fine, Invidea." he said, "Ghost and his team, has everything under control."

Widowmaker nodded sadly, "I hope so Shade, I really do." If Ghost and his team could handle it, then maybe the tribe could as well. Then again, they couldn't even handle Opium... Ten years later and they still hadn't recovered. Widowmaker supposed they were just lucky that Opium didn't enslave them all.

Shade gave Invidea, another hug, and kissed her on the cheek. "The Ceremony begins, soon. Doesn't it?" asked Shade, as he pulled away from, his mate, "I'm anxious to burn the Death Bringer!" Shade was indeed excited to take part as ritualist, and finally be part of the tribe, again. It's just the last part of the ceremony that he doesn't feel good in doing. However, he remembered what Shaman told him: that once the foals are free of their mortal bodies, Lady Nightmare Moon, will take them in, and take of them, like her own children.

[Das Metro]

Widowmaker nodded sadly, "I hope so Shade, I really do." If Ghost and his team could handle it, then maybe the tribe could as well. Then again, they couldn't even handle Opium... Ten years later and they still hadn't recovered. Widowmaker supposed they were just lucky that Opium didn't enslave them all.

Shade gave Invidea, another hug, and kissed her on the cheek. "The Ceremony begins, soon. Doesn't it?" asked Shade, as he pulled away from, his mate, "I'm anxious to burn the Death Bringer!" Shade was indeed excited to take part as ritualist, and finally be part of the tribe, again. It's just the last part of the ceremony that he doesn't feel good in doing. However, he remembered what Shaman told him: that once the foals are free of their mortal bodies, Lady Nightmare Moon, will take them in, and take of them, like her own children.

Widowmaker peeked outside the tent flap, and nodded. "Yes, it should begin anytime, whenever Vox, the Whisper, and Shaman are ready," she said, putting a nasty emphasis on 'the Whisper'. As if on cue, Venator entered the tent, and looked at Widowmaker and Shade together with a nasty grin, "We are ready, Heretic, whenever you and your little marefriend are ready..."

[The Flutterlands]

Shade gave Invidea, another hug, and kissed her on the cheek. "The Ceremony begins, soon. Doesn't it?" asked Shade, as he pulled away from, his mate, "I'm anxious to burn the Death Bringer!" Shade was indeed excited to take part as ritualist, and finally be part of the tribe, again. It's just the last part of the ceremony that he doesn't feel good in doing. However, he remembered what Shaman told him: that once the foals are free of their mortal bodies, Lady Nightmare Moon, will take them in, and take of them, like her own children.

Widowmaker peeked outside the tent flap, and nodded. "Yes, it should begin anytime, whenever Vox, the Whisper, and Shaman are ready," she said, putting a nasty emphasis on 'the Whisper'. As if on cue, Venator entered the tent, and looked at Widowmaker and Shade together with a nasty grin, "We are ready, Heretic, whenever you and your little marefriend are ready..."

Shade almost gave Venator a death stare, but, thought better to just wait till he's officially back in the tribe, before challenging him. Shade, instead, gave Venator, an even nastier grin. "Of course, we are ready." he said, "It will be an honor to serve Lady Nightmare Moon, this way." The bat-colt then turned to his father. "Wish me luck, Dad!" he said cheerfully.

(Okay. Now, I'm done. Good night.)

[Das Metro]

Whisper strolled down the halls of the Compound with a limp, the days had not been easy on his wounds. He had spent hours just exploring, gaining a feel for the vast interior of the Compound. It was no mean feat it seemed, the underground structure was quite expansive. There was one place he had heard the children talking about that he hadn't visited yet, and that was the library. As a member of the Umbra, he was taught to read. It was the only way to gain a knowledge of the history of the tribe. It took some lonely minutes until Whisper finally reached the library. Inside he found something he hadn't expected. Opium's foal, Blessing, fast asleep on the couch. Whisper froze and looked at her awkwardly. "Hey, kid..?" Whisper muttered

Blessing roused and yawned, "W-Wuh?"

"Why are you asleep in the library? Don't you have a place to sleep?" he asked.

"I dunno," she said simply, not quite all the way woken up from her nap.

Whisper sighed, "Well, you shouldn't fall asleep like that, you'll hurt your neck."

Blessing looked at the arm of the couch, "Oh... Aren't you Mister Whisper? The bat pony daddy hired?"

"...Yeah, I am," Whisper said coldly to the foal as he browsed the books.

"Why are you so... Ashy?" Blessing asked, referring to the ash covering Whisper's body.

"Because I'm ugly," he said with a sense of sarcasm the foal didn't quite understand.

"I'm sure you're fine Mister Whisper!" she said.

Whisper sighed, "I was kidding. I'm just disfigured, y'know? Burned."

"Oh..." Blessing said, "How did that happen?"

"You ask alot of questions for a foal," Whisper said, slightly annoyed.

"Daddy said it's good to ask questions!" she chirped.

"That's nice, doesn't mean I have to answer them," Whisper said.

Blessing frowned, "Fine then. Can you pick me up? I wanna sleep somewhere else..."

Whisper looked at her oddly, "Pick you up?! Why?"

Blessing raised her right foreleg, "Well, Doctor Cross said that my legs are withered. I don't know what that means, and that I have something called anemia... So... Can you?"

Whisper looked at Blessing, surprised for a moment. He hadn't expected one of Opium's children to be so ill. He softened his quiet tone, "Sure kid."

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Opium smiled wildly and leaned over to the stuffed corpse. "I approve of 'zis stallion, he has spunk," he whispered before turning back to Cybrony. "Ja, I like you Cybrony. If you don't mind an old stallion like me asking..." he said with some irony. Opium actually looked younger than Gallows. "Vhat exactly have you two done so far? 'Cause I 'vant grandkids. I have too much money, and no grandkids to spoil."

Cybrony half-smiled cheerfully right up until the point Opium asked about grandchildren. Then he froze. He was completely shell-shocked by the question was completely unexpected. Foals? That would make me . . . A father he thought uncertainly. He had never really learnt anything about being a father from his own, he and his father had always been in the Rangers. Would Gallows even want that? They were hardly a very parently couple. "We have not done anything to go that far. I would have to talk to Gallows about it first though. If that is what she wants . . . " He trailed off, not entirely sure how he felt about this. Shellshocked . . . Definitely shellshocked.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

No Name looked at Belle sadly. "Y-You don't think we should go back to check on Diamond..?" he asked concernedly. No Name figured it'd look bad if the two just ran off, make it look like less of an accident. Fury bounced back in No Name's head, not happy about the notion of checking on Diamond at all, "NO. You will not check on her. She will die, or not. That is not your concern. Save yourself, and your loved one. It is unlikely Poet shall understand. She will burn as well..." his voice trailed off. No Name shook his head, "Belle, I'm so, so, so sorry!.. Why don't we go to Poet?"

Belle sighed and nodded slowly. "Yes, yes you're right we should check on her at least. It's the right thing to do." She said when he asked about checking on Diamond. She hugged him when he apologised and shook her head, "No, stop blaming yourself No Name. It wasn't your fault." She said softly and smiled. "At least one of us is still thinking clearly. We'll go check on Diamond then see Poet. Come on." She said and led No Name outside.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Frost had re entered the compound after the battle feeling particularly down. Crys had died to save her and the last thing either had done was bicker. She felt bad for Trit, Trit had been good friends with the hound and seemed distraught when he fell. Distraught was the wrong word, she had pumped enough lightning into that cyborg to power Maregaton for many, many years. Frost walked past the infirmary and then stopped turning in to enter. She walked up to Trit who seemed as if she were still as down as Frost. She hugged Trit tightly, "I'm sorry Trit. He died because of me." She said softly. She would have to tell Trit about her and Pell but first she needed to help her. "I can't believe he did all that for me." She said softly.

[La Bandera Roja]

"Date someone who is also fighting alongside you? That might be why they didn't let us date eachother in the NCR." Dunder shrugged, he didn't want to linger on it. "But let's go, though I hardly know this place, I'm not sure if I'll be able to find it again." Dunder joked and chuckled as he hopped off the bed.

Sec chuckled, and jumped off the bed, as well. "Well, we're not letting that stop us from dating, are we? It's not like we're still part of the NCR, right? " he asked, "So, what ya hungry for? There's a lot of taverns in near-by Maregaton. How about we go to The Prancing Pony? It's a nice little pub, with great food."

"As long as you know the way there and back, I'm not sure if I'll be able to find this room again. And I'm probably going to want to collapse and fall asleep after we go binge eating on some food. Is there even a cafeteria in this place?" He asked while trotting to the door, opening it, and keeping it open for Sec.

[Morlodania]

Frost had re entered the compound after the battle feeling particularly down. Crys had died to save her and the last thing either had done was bicker. She felt bad for Trit, Trit had been good friends with the hound and seemed distraught when he fell. Distraught was the wrong word, she had pumped enough lightning into that cyborg to power Maregaton for many, many years. Frost walked past the infirmary and then stopped turning in to enter. She walked up to Trit who seemed as if she were still as down as Frost. She hugged Trit tightly, "I'm sorry Trit. He died because of me." She said softly. She would have to tell Trit about her and Pell but first she needed to help her. "I can't believe he did all that for me." She said softly.

Trit looked over to see Frost enter the Medical Ward, and nodded to her, before being pulled into a hug. She was somewhat confused, before Frost began to speak. She had been able to keep Crys's death out of her mind... Until Frost decided to bring it up. Trit hugged Frost back, tearing up slightly at the subject Frost had decided to pull up. She looked over to Frost, and shook her head slowly. "Not... Not your fault."

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Trit looked over to see Frost enter the Medical Ward, and nodded to her, before being pulled into a hug. She was somewhat confused, before Frost began to speak. She had been able to keep Crys's death out of her mind... Until Frost decided to bring it up. Trit hugged Frost back, tearing up slightly at the subject Frost had decided to pull up. She looked over to Frost, and shook her head slowly. "Not... Not your fault."

Frost sighed, "He still died to save me. I'm tired of seeing ponies die." She said sadly. She felt too depressed to tell Trit what she felt but she knew she had to. First though she had to make sure Trit was okay. "Trit please, I'm here to help you. I know he was a good friend of yours, you don't just see them die and not cry." She said and hugged Trit tightly. "Just let it out please. Because I have something I need to tell you and I can't do it when your still sad about this." She said.

[Morlodania]

"You're tired of seeing ponies die? I'm tired of seeing ponies die! I've seen every friend I ever made, outside of our current group. die. I am a beacon of death, and death is all that ever comes of being with me. Granted, I bring people to peace before they die, but I still herald death." Trit was more infuriated than sad, now, her sorrow forgotten by her sudden shift to anger. "So don't tell me you are the one tired of ponies dying." Trit pulled away from Frost, and kicked the wall. "I need to calm down. Before I do something stupid."

[The Republic of Greater Appalachia]

"You're tired of seeing ponies die? I'm tired of seeing ponies die! I've seen every friend I ever made, outside of our current group. die. I am a beacon of death, and death is all that ever comes of being with me. Granted, I bring people to peace before they die, but I still herald death." Trit was more infuriated than sad, now, her sorrow forgotten by her sudden shift to anger. "So don't tell me you are the one tired of ponies dying." Trit pulled away from Frost, and kicked the wall. "I need to calm down. Before I do something stupid."

Ghost was walking around when he heard Trit kick the wall. He then went inside, and saw Trit raging. "Would it help if I let you give me one good one? You seem angry." Ghost said, walking up to Trit.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

"You're tired of seeing ponies die? I'm tired of seeing ponies die! I've seen every friend I ever made, outside of our current group. die. I am a beacon of death, and death is all that ever comes of being with me. Granted, I bring people to peace before they die, but I still herald death." Trit was more infuriated than sad, now, her sorrow forgotten by her sudden shift to anger. "So don't tell me you are the one tired of ponies dying." Trit pulled away from Frost, and kicked the wall. "I need to calm down. Before I do something stupid."

Frost watched Trit sadly as she raged on. She felt bad now for being so . . . Foalish? She sighed, "I'm sorry Trit, I didn't mean . . . I'm sorry." She said and hung her head. "I . . . I just didn't want him to die for me. He was so much better for this world meanwhile here I am, the one he saved carrying on about how bad my life is and completely forgetting about yours." She had tears welling up in her eyes. "I'm sorry Trit, I didn't mean you hadn't suffered as much, not that I've . . . I'm going to stop talking before I say more stupid things." She said and sat against the wall.

[Morlodania]

Trit looked to Ghost. "That would do FAR more harm than good." She looked back to Frost, and sighed loudly, attempting to calm herself. She sat next to Frost slowly, wrapping her forelegs around her. "Frost... I'm sorry... I shouldn't have snapped at you like that... I'm just on edge. Don't be so sad... Please." Trit was honestly highly messed up inside right now. Everything was happening all at once, her grief, her anger, her compassion, her... Everything, all just, battling it out inside of herself. She really needed a place to go to sit, alone, and think about everything... Otherwise she might just... Explode from everything building up in her.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Trit looked to Ghost. "That would do FAR more harm than good." She looked back to Frost, and sighed loudly, attempting to calm herself. She sat next to Frost slowly, wrapping her forelegs around her. "Frost... I'm sorry... I shouldn't have snapped at you like that... I'm just on edge. Don't be so sad... Please." Trit was honestly highly messed up inside right now. Everything was happening all at once, her grief, her anger, her compassion, her... Everything, all just, battling it out inside of herself. She really needed a place to go to sit, alone, and think about everything... Otherwise she might just... Explode from everything building up in her.

Frost smiled, "I'm not that sad Trit. I'm just sad that I forgot about what you've been through." She said and returned the hug. "Thanks Trit." She said and sighed. Now probably wasn't the best time to tell her, but if she didn't tell her now she wouldn't be able to do it later. "Trit . . . I have something I need to tell you. But I really need you to be calm before I do. I don't know how you'll react." She said softly.

[The Republic of Greater Appalachia]

Trit looked to Ghost. "That would do FAR more harm than good." She looked back to Frost, and sighed loudly, attempting to calm herself. She sat next to Frost slowly, wrapping her forelegs around her. "Frost... I'm sorry... I shouldn't have snapped at you like that... I'm just on edge. Don't be so sad... Please." Trit was honestly highly messed up inside right now. Everything was happening all at once, her grief, her anger, her compassion, her... Everything, all just, battling it out inside of herself. She really needed a place to go to sit, alone, and think about everything... Otherwise she might just... Explode from everything building up in her.

"Alright, if you need me I'll be around." Ghost replied and walked out and went back to his room, playing around with a few of his things.

[Morlodania]

Trit sighed softly at Frost. "If you want me to be calm... Leave me alone for an hour or two, long enough I can sort myself out... Right now, it feels like there's a twelve sided war in my head to figure out how I'm supposed to feel..." She lightly kisses Frost for just a moment, before pulling away and standing.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Trit sighed softly at Frost. "If you want me to be calm... Leave me alone for an hour or two, long enough I can sort myself out... Right now, it feels like there's a twelve sided war in my head to figure out how I'm supposed to feel..." She lightly kisses Frost for just a moment, before pulling away and standing.

Frost cringed when she kissed her and sighed, "Th-that's just it. Its about how I feel." She said softly, almost inaudibly. "I'm sorry Trit. I . . . Lied when I said I was fine with the thing between you and Ghost. I'm so sorry, I just didn't want to hurt you but Pell talked to me a bit and showed me that I was just hurting you more." She said, shocked at her own suddenness. "Please, I'm sorry."

[Morlodania]

Trit looked at Frost sort of confused. She thought for a few moments, completely silent while she processed the information Frost had just given her. Trit nodded slowly to Frost, a little hurt, but a little more relieved that Frost had just outright told her, instead of trying to pussyhoof around the issue. "I... I understand. I knew it was too good to be true. What do you want, then?" Trit sat back down, the current issue enough to focus her mind for the time being.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Trit looked at Frost sort of confused. She thought for a few moments, completely silent while she processed the information Frost had just given her. Trit nodded slowly to Frost, a little hurt, but a little more relieved that Frost had just outright told her, instead of trying to pussyhoof around the issue. "I... I understand. I knew it was too good to be true. What do you want, then?" Trit sat back down, the current issue enough to focus her mind for the time being.

Frost sighed, she felt terrible. How could she do this to Trit now? Well she had started this she had to finish. "To tell you the truth I really just want you to be happy. You and Ghost are happy together and you're engaged, I don't want to split that up. I just can't deal with sharing you." She said guiltily and inhaled to prepare herself for the next part. She prayed to Celestia Trit would be understanding, but still honest. "I know you want me to be happy Trit and I will be. . . " She inhaled sharply again and closed her eyes. "I've met somepony else . . . " She said quickly, putting out there. "I know, I know I'm sorry, I'm so sorry I was just . . . I was . . . I've been an idiot Trit, I'm so sorry." She said and cringed.