Fallout Equestria: Sleepless in Seaddle (Closing, IC)

[Das Metro]

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.

Opium smiled warmly and set a comforting hoof on Cybrony's shoulder, "Ah, well, I apologize for prying, Celestia knows Gallows 'vould of had a fit is she knew I asked such a question. He chuckled and shook his head, leaning back and glancing at the stuffed corpse next to him. Opium almost felt bad, seeing his once much enjoyed playmate like that. He could still see the bruising around her throat from where he strangled her. With a shake of the head, Opium looked back to Cybrony. "Well, zat is all I had to ask of you, I think you'll be a very fitting match for my little darling... If her current condition is any indication," Opium said with a hint of amusement, remembering what Gallows looked like, bruised and cut.

[Das Metro]

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.

No Name nodded sadly and followed Belle out of the sad looking store. It felt odd to him, following Belle around. Usually, it was him leading her around, but after recent events, he didn't mind. Nameless' death was ripping away at his conscious, he couldn't get it out of his head. What he didn't understand was how somepony could of gotten to him in the Coalition's bases... Spies, that was the only answer No Name could fathom. No Name frowned and the burning came back, ever so slightly. "Don't be afraid of it. It's natural. That's what he did to you brother. What he did to me," Fury said, coming back into No Name's head. He bit his tongue and shook his head. "Will... Will Poet understand? She's into like that... brain reading psychology stuff, right?"

[Das Metro]

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.)

"Good. The sooner we get you back into the tribe, the sooner we give that little witch Shaman a little working buddy..." Venator said with a sigh. He turned towards the ritual area, where some bat ponies had already gathered. As Venator walked away, Widowmaker gave Shade a kiss on the nose, "You'll do great, I'll be out there in a bit."

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Opium smiled warmly and set a comforting hoof on Cybrony's shoulder, "Ah, well, I apologize for prying, Celestia knows Gallows 'vould of had a fit is she knew I asked such a question. He chuckled and shook his head, leaning back and glancing at the stuffed corpse next to him. Opium almost felt bad, seeing his once much enjoyed playmate like that. He could still see the bruising around her throat from where he strangled her. With a shake of the head, Opium looked back to Cybrony. "Well, zat is all I had to ask of you, I think you'll be a very fitting match for my little darling... If her current condition is any indication," Opium said with a hint of amusement, remembering what Gallows looked like, bruised and cut.

Cybrony chuckled with his ear aching cyber chuckle and smiled, "I am here to please Gallows, I am her little tin soldier as she says. Now seeing as we are done here I wish to return to her." Cybrony said, standing up and leaving the office before Opium could say another word. He returned to Gallows and smiled to her, grabbing her roughly with his hooves and kissing her on the nose, "Well . . . He likes me. Along with one or two somewhat awkward questions but that is irrelevant. I believe I owe you an apology my mistress, the nature of my penance is up to you my sweet." He said as he wrapped his wings around her again, scraping her coat a little as he did so.

[The Flutterlands]

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.)

"Good. The sooner we get you back into the tribe, the sooner we give that little witch Shaman a little working buddy..." Venator said with a sigh. He turned towards the ritual area, where some bat ponies had already gathered. As Venator walked away, Widowmaker gave Shade a kiss on the nose, "You'll do great, I'll be out there in a bit."

Shade chuckled a bit, and returned the kiss to Invidea. He then turned to his father, and nodded, before following Venator. Shade thought that now, would be a good time, to have a personal word with Venator. "So, I heard that you're a usurper, eh, Venator?" Shade asked, "I think I remember you more, now... You've always had your eyes on the title of 'Whisper', even as a foal. Don't you know that there's no honor, in stealing power? Even the Death Bringer knew that, and trust me, I was one of his top officers... "

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

No Name nodded sadly and followed Belle out of the sad looking store. It felt odd to him, following Belle around. Usually, it was him leading her around, but after recent events, he didn't mind. Nameless' death was ripping away at his conscious, he couldn't get it out of his head. What he didn't understand was how somepony could of gotten to him in the Coalition's bases... Spies, that was the only answer No Name could fathom. No Name frowned and the burning came back, ever so slightly. "Don't be afraid of it. It's natural. That's what he did to you brother. What he did to me," Fury said, coming back into No Name's head. He bit his tongue and shook his head. "Will... Will Poet understand? She's into like that... brain reading psychology stuff, right?"

Belle looked at him worriedly, something wasn't right with him. He seemed to be in pain at random moments and she really didn't like it. She would ask about it after they had seen to Diamond. She sighed, "I don't know. I believe so. She always seemed able to read my mind but I'm predictable." She said and sighed. They reached the school once more and Poet dashed ahead to were Diamond lay. How little she was liked was clear in the way only her suitor stayed to help her. Poet held up a hoof when he opened his mouth to speak, "We're here to help now shut up and apply pressure." She said and created another of her silk bandages, placing it gently on the wound.

[Das Metro]

Opium smiled warmly and set a comforting hoof on Cybrony's shoulder, "Ah, well, I apologize for prying, Celestia knows Gallows 'vould of had a fit is she knew I asked such a question. He chuckled and shook his head, leaning back and glancing at the stuffed corpse next to him. Opium almost felt bad, seeing his once much enjoyed playmate like that. He could still see the bruising around her throat from where he strangled her. With a shake of the head, Opium looked back to Cybrony. "Well, zat is all I had to ask of you, I think you'll be a very fitting match for my little darling... If her current condition is any indication," Opium said with a hint of amusement, remembering what Gallows looked like, bruised and cut.

Cybrony chuckled with his ear aching cyber chuckle and smiled, "I am here to please Gallows, I am her little tin soldier as she says. Now seeing as we are done here I wish to return to her." Cybrony said, standing up and leaving the office before Opium could say another word. He returned to Gallows and smiled to her, grabbing her roughly with his hooves and kissing her on the nose, "Well . . . He likes me. Along with one or two somewhat awkward questions but that is irrelevant. I believe I owe you an apology my mistress, the nature of my penance is up to you my sweet." He said as he wrapped his wings around her again, scraping her coat a little as he did so.

Opium smiled as Cybrony got up and walked away. "Oooh, I remember when I 'vas young!" he said affectionately to the stuffed mare, "Back 'vhen I had little a care in the world other than pleasing dear Trit..." Opium sat and smiled emptily for a moment, "Mmm, 'zose days are long gone... I have more pressing matters now..." he said with a low chuckle as he patted the face of the stuffed corpse softly.

Gallows smiled and shivered as she felt Cybrony's wings dig into her coat every so slightly, "That's fantastic! I didn't expect it to go that well..." She looked at the ground and smiled, blushing slightly from his praise. Opium had always seemed way to overprotective to let her have a buckfriend. "He didn't threaten you? Bother you?"

[Das Metro]

No Name nodded sadly and followed Belle out of the sad looking store. It felt odd to him, following Belle around. Usually, it was him leading her around, but after recent events, he didn't mind. Nameless' death was ripping away at his conscious, he couldn't get it out of his head. What he didn't understand was how somepony could of gotten to him in the Coalition's bases... Spies, that was the only answer No Name could fathom. No Name frowned and the burning came back, ever so slightly. "Don't be afraid of it. It's natural. That's what he did to you brother. What he did to me," Fury said, coming back into No Name's head. He bit his tongue and shook his head. "Will... Will Poet understand? She's into like that... brain reading psychology stuff, right?"

Belle looked at him worriedly, something wasn't right with him. He seemed to be in pain at random moments and she really didn't like it. She would ask about it after they had seen to Diamond. She sighed, "I don't know. I believe so. She always seemed able to read my mind but I'm predictable." She said and sighed. They reached the school once more and Poet dashed ahead to were Diamond lay. How little she was liked was clear in the way only her suitor stayed to help her. Poet held up a hoof when he opened his mouth to speak, "We're here to help now shut up and apply pressure." She said and created another of her silk bandages, placing it gently on the wound.

No Name just stood off to the side, acting as something of a sentry to help guide ponies about as they passed. After seeing the damage he did for himself, he didn't want to go near Diamond. What if he slipped away again? What if he hurt somepony else?.. What if he hurt Belle... No Name shook his head and glanced at Diamond's suitor. He supposed he was also there to make sure that little swit didn't try anything with Belle. "Brother, she needs to die. She could of hurt your dear Belle's mother figure. Why bother? Kill her. Finish it. Finish it NOW!" Fury said, his voice slowly becoming more and more livid. No Name shut his eyes tight and didn't say anything.

[Das Metro]

"Good. The sooner we get you back into the tribe, the sooner we give that little witch Shaman a little working buddy..." Venator said with a sigh. He turned towards the ritual area, where some bat ponies had already gathered. As Venator walked away, Widowmaker gave Shade a kiss on the nose, "You'll do great, I'll be out there in a bit."

Shade chuckled a bit, and returned the kiss to Invidea. He then turned to his father, and nodded, before following Venator. Shade thought that now, would be a good time, to have a personal word with Venator. "So, I heard that you're a usurper, eh, Venator?" Shade asked, "I think I remember you more, now... You've always had your eyes on the title of 'Whisper', even as a foal. Don't you know that there's no honor, in stealing power? Even the Death Bringer knew that, and trust me, I was one of his top officers... "

Venator ignored Shade, though clenched his jaw. Getting into a fight with the Ritualist just before the celebration would look bad on his part. It'd make Vox look bad too, and as it stands in the tribe right now, not many ponies like them. "Whatever you say Heretic, as of now it doesn't matter... Maybe when you're real Umbra I'll take your little comments seriously..." he said indignantly as they approached what had been set up for the ceremony so far. All that was set up was Celestia and Luna's idols, to be burned just as Opium. The Umbra craftsponies had done their best to capture their likeness as it was presented in most prewar story books, very sharp and very angular. "You little step-father, the Death Bringer will be out soon..."

[Das Metro]

Whisper walked about the Compound aimlessly with Blessing on his back. The foal was almost weightless to Whisper, for which he was thankful. Carrying a pony like Ghost would of been impossible with his foreleg in such rough condition. Althought, he almost preferred carrying Ghost, considering how many damn questions Blessing was asking. Not even his own kid had asked so many questions. "So, Mister Whisper, what's your job, what did daddy hire you for?" Blessing asked with a smile as she clung to Whisper's back.

"Ugh, kid, it doesn't matter..." Whisper said, annoyed.

"Well of course it does, I'm just trying to get to know you, daddy says-"

Whisper interrupted her, "I really don't give a bloody fuck whatever the tartarus your dad has to say!"

Blessing fell silent for a moment. "I-I'm sorry Mister Whisper," she said after a moment, in a quiet and slightly hurt tone.

Whisper sighed and let his gaze sink to the floor. She could make him feel like crap just as easily as she annoyed him. "Whatever kid, just... Just ask less questions okay? Why don't we talk about something else, huh?" he asked in an attempt to cheer her up.

"How about something happy? I have some really pretty dolls!" Blessing said happily.

"Yeah? That's nice.

Blessing nodded, "I know! Daddy bought me some... Belle gave me one," she said and paused, before resuming, "Do you have any sisters Mister Whisper?"

Whisper shook his head, "Nope. I had a brother, I'm not sure what's going on with him though."

"Do you have a daughter?" Blessing asked.

"Mhm, you might of seen her earlier, the bat filly..."

"Oh! That's your daughter? She's pretty! Old though... How old are you Mister Whisper?"

"I'm twenty-nine, Invidea is seventeen," he said simply.

Blessing paused, doing the simple math in her head, "So... you were a dad when you were thirteen?"

"Yep."

[The Flutterlands]

Shade chuckled a bit, and returned the kiss to Invidea. He then turned to his father, and nodded, before following Venator. Shade thought that now, would be a good time, to have a personal word with Venator. "So, I heard that you're a usurper, eh, Venator?" Shade asked, "I think I remember you more, now... You've always had your eyes on the title of 'Whisper', even as a foal. Don't you know that there's no honor, in stealing power? Even the Death Bringer knew that, and trust me, I was one of his top officers... "

Venator ignored Shade, though clenched his jaw. Getting into a fight with the Ritualist just before the celebration would look bad on his part. It'd make Vox look bad too, and as it stands in the tribe right now, not many ponies like them. "Whatever you say Heretic, as of now it doesn't matter... Maybe when you're real Umbra I'll take your little comments seriously..." he said indignantly as they approached what had been set up for the ceremony so far. All that was set up was Celestia and Luna's idols, to be burned just as Opium. The Umbra craftsponies had done their best to capture their likeness as it was presented in most prewar story books, very sharp and very angular. "You little step-father, the Death Bringer will be out soon..."

"I can't wait." said Shade, sadistically, "However, like I told Shaman, if only I was burning the real Opium, and not just some piece of wood. Then it would be a party." Shade then just looked around, gazing at the bat-ponies, awaiting him to start the celebration. He then saw a bat-colt, a few years younger than he was, trotting towards him, holding a lit up torch. Obviously, it would seem that the torch was for Shade to take, and burn the idols with. Shade gladly took the torch, and rushed towards one of the idols, starting with Celestia. He brought the torch close to the idol, and the statue went up in flames. Shade smiled sadistically at the seen, before moving on to Luna, and repeating the same, process.

[The Republic of Greater Appalachia]

Whisper walked about the Compound aimlessly with Blessing on his back. The foal was almost weightless to Whisper, for which he was thankful. Carrying a pony like Ghost would of been impossible with his foreleg in such rough condition. Althought, he almost preferred carrying Ghost, considering how many damn questions Blessing was asking. Not even his own kid had asked so many questions. "So, Mister Whisper, what's your job, what did daddy hire you for?" Blessing asked with a smile as she clung to Whisper's back.

"Ugh, kid, it doesn't matter..." Whisper said, annoyed.

"Well of course it does, I'm just trying to get to know you, daddy says-"

Whisper interrupted her, "I really don't give a bloody fuck whatever the tartarus your dad has to say!"

Blessing fell silent for a moment. "I-I'm sorry Mister Whisper," she said after a moment, in a quiet and slightly hurt tone.

Whisper sighed and let his gaze sink to the floor. She could make him feel like crap just as easily as she annoyed him. "Whatever kid, just... Just ask less questions okay? Why don't we talk about something else, huh?" he asked in an attempt to cheer her up.

"How about something happy? I have some really pretty dolls!" Blessing said happily.

"Yeah? That's nice.

Blessing nodded, "I know! Daddy bought me some... Belle gave me one," she said and paused, before resuming, "Do you have any sisters Mister Whisper?"

Whisper shook his head, "Nope. I had a brother, I'm not sure what's going on with him though."

"Do you have a daughter?" Blessing asked.

"Mhm, you might of seen her earlier, the bat filly..."

"Oh! That's your daughter? She's pretty! Old though... How old are you Mister Whisper?"

"I'm twenty-nine, Invidea is seventeen," he said simply.

Blessing paused, doing the simple math in her head, "So... you were a dad when you were thirteen?"

"Yep."

Ghost heard hoof steps and talking and saw Whisper carrying Blessing. He stood there for a second trying to comprehend what he just saw. Care free don't give a crap Whisper was carrying Blessing? His curiosity was peaked at this point and he went and joined them. "Hey Blessing, is Whisper behaving himself? Do I have to discipline him?" He said with a smile, just to see Whisper get agitated at him.

[The Flutterlands]

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.

Sec trotted through the door, into the hall, and looked around, thinking about Dunder's question. The compound is a maze, really. Perhaps. they should just find a place to eat in the building. But, is there? "I don't know." answered Sec, "We should ask Trit, or Ghost. Now, where may we find them?" Sec, and Dunder went down stairs together, and explored around, until they came upon Ghost. "Say, Ghost." said Sec, "Is there a Cafeteria in this place?"

[Morlodania]

"Frost... All I care is that you're happy. If I'm making you sad... Then that's my fault, not yours. Do what is best for you, not for me. I can handle the shit life throws at me. After all, I've managed to push past the deaths of every pony I've ever know." Trit smiles weakly, being sincere. "You weren't an idiot, you were showing compassion, even at the risk of the self. You should be proud you put others, even if that other is me, above your own wants and needs. You're learning, and rather fast. If you've found somepony else, I wish you the best of luck, that the wind may be ever to your back, the odds ever in your favor, and your hearth always hot with fire."

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Opium smiled as Cybrony got up and walked away. "Oooh, I remember when I 'vas young!" he said affectionately to the stuffed mare, "Back 'vhen I had little a care in the world other than pleasing dear Trit..." Opium sat and smiled emptily for a moment, "Mmm, 'zose days are long gone... I have more pressing matters now..." he said with a low chuckle as he patted the face of the stuffed corpse softly.

Gallows smiled and shivered as she felt Cybrony's wings dig into her coat every so slightly, "That's fantastic! I didn't expect it to go that well..." She looked at the ground and smiled, blushing slightly from his praise. Opium had always seemed way to overprotective to let her have a buckfriend. "He didn't threaten you? Bother you?"

Cybrony's head twitched a little as his readouts threatened to return for a moment but then faded. He looked to Gallows uncertainly, "Well . . . There was one thing that you could say worried me a little." He said and smiled shaking his head and putting the thought of little hooves and parenthood away. He kissed her forehead gently, "But let us not worry about such things now. I have a beautiful mare whose favour I need to earn." He said and pulled her closer. "I failed you, how in Equestria shall I make up for it?" He asked her while he stroked her flanks with his wing tips making sure not to break the surface just yet.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

"Frost... All I care is that you're happy. If I'm making you sad... Then that's my fault, not yours. Do what is best for you, not for me. I can handle the shit life throws at me. After all, I've managed to push past the deaths of every pony I've ever know." Trit smiles weakly, being sincere. "You weren't an idiot, you were showing compassion, even at the risk of the self. You should be proud you put others, even if that other is me, above your own wants and needs. You're learning, and rather fast. If you've found somepony else, I wish you the best of luck, that the wind may be ever to your back, the odds ever in your favor, and your hearth always hot with fire."

Frost smiled and hugged her tightly, "Why are you so amazing? Seriously Trit, you make it hard for poor Pell to keep up." She said with a giggle and then a sigh, "Well seeing as I just let slip, I'm with Pell now. H-he has a way of comforting me that's just . . . Oh I don't need to tell you about this!" She says and blushes brightly. "Thank you Trit, you gave me a new outlook on life, I don't think you could ever make me feel sad . . . Just a little frustrated sometimes, but now you and Ghost don't have to worry about me." She said and took a step back from Trit. "Thank you."

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

No Name just stood off to the side, acting as something of a sentry to help guide ponies about as they passed. After seeing the damage he did for himself, he didn't want to go near Diamond. What if he slipped away again? What if he hurt somepony else?.. What if he hurt Belle... No Name shook his head and glanced at Diamond's suitor. He supposed he was also there to make sure that little swit didn't try anything with Belle. "Brother, she needs to die. She could of hurt your dear Belle's mother figure. Why bother? Kill her. Finish it. Finish it NOW!" Fury said, his voice slowly becoming more and more livid. No Name shut his eyes tight and didn't say anything.

Belle sighed as she finished bandaging the head wound and tied the bandage off adding what little healing magic she knew. She turned to Diamonds suitor and looked at him sternly, "I don't care why you courted her but you still are her suitor, right now she needs healthcare. Get her to the infirmary now." She said firmly, brooking no nonsense from the weaselly stallion who picked Diamond up with a bit of difficulty, "Oh come on! She's lighter than ME!" Belle muttered irritably as he staggered off towards the infirmary. She turned and leaned against No Name with a tired sigh. She smiled, "We used to have competitions. She always had the slimmer figure. I somehow had all the suitors." She said with a tired giggle. "We should go to Poet now . . . I do hope she understands." She said softly and nuzzled No Name, "At least I still have you, even if she doesn't."

[Morlodania]

"Pell?" Trit had to actually try to stop herself from laughing. That was a first... Anyway, Trit was both amused and surprised that Frost had found Pell, or that Pell had found Frost, whichever way it had turned out. "Pell is a lucky stallion, Frost. Take good care of him." Trit nodded to Frost, and smiled. "Just remember, we're both my mother's children. That's why we're both so damned good at making everypony we come across happy. Pell's not... Indestructible, though. For my sake and his, be gentle with him when it comes to matters of the heart. He was never one to show feelings when we were foals, and from what I've gathered talking to him so far, he still isn't. He's vulnerable when it comes to love, so be careful, alright?" Trit was more than serious. She was overjoyed Pell had found somepony, although a little sad she had lost Frost, but at the same time, she knew her brother, even after all these years, he hadn't changed. He was still a Son of Air, he still acted exactly like he always had. "I still sort of wish I could at least have a little bit of fun with you now and then, but I won't press it any further." Trit nodded. "You are welcome, Frost."

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

"Pell?" Trit had to actually try to stop herself from laughing. That was a first... Anyway, Trit was both amused and surprised that Frost had found Pell, or that Pell had found Frost, whichever way it had turned out. "Pell is a lucky stallion, Frost. Take good care of him." Trit nodded to Frost, and smiled. "Just remember, we're both my mother's children. That's why we're both so damned good at making everypony we come across happy. Pell's not... Indestructible, though. For my sake and his, be gentle with him when it comes to matters of the heart. He was never one to show feelings when we were foals, and from what I've gathered talking to him so far, he still isn't. He's vulnerable when it comes to love, so be careful, alright?" Trit was more than serious. She was overjoyed Pell had found somepony, although a little sad she had lost Frost, but at the same time, she knew her brother, even after all these years, he hadn't changed. He was still a Son of Air, he still acted exactly like he always had. "I still sort of wish I could at least have a little bit of fun with you now and then, but I won't press it any further." Trit nodded. "You are welcome, Frost."

Frost smiled happily, "I will be gentle Trit, I'll try and be as kind and loving as he is." She said cheerfully. Pell was indeed a gentle soul as far as Frost could tell. She knew better than to play with the feelings of somepony like that. "I promise, I'll take care of him Trit." She giggled and blushed when Trit mentioned having fun. "Oh no, I don't think Pell would like that very much Trit. Besides, I'm being a good filly now." She said with another giggle. "What happened with that odd robot that killed Crys? And no I'm not going to freeze him."

[Morlodania]

"Trust me, Frosty, he'd be more than happy to share you with me. I won't ask that, though." Trit smiled a little wider, and giggled softly. "You're going to be a good filly? Have fun. It's not easy, believe me, but it has its rewards." She nodded slowly, then practically froze when Frost mentioned Cybrony. Honestly, Trit didn't know what had happened to him... Ghost had taken him to wherever he had taken Gallows, and then hadn't told her anything else at all... Now Trit was worried, and she hated the feeling. She didn't want the damned ro-pony to get into more trouble than he already had... And given Gallows... He was doomed if she had her way, Trit just knew it. "I... Have no idea. Ghost took him out of here a while back... And I don't know what happened to him after that... We should probably go check with somepony if you want to know that badly." Trit shrugged slightly, honestly totally and utterly lost as to Cybrony's location.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

"Trust me, Frosty, he'd be more than happy to share you with me. I won't ask that, though." Trit smiled a little wider, and giggled softly. "You're going to be a good filly? Have fun. It's not easy, believe me, but it has its rewards." She nodded slowly, then practically froze when Frost mentioned Cybrony. Honestly, Trit didn't know what had happened to him... Ghost had taken him to wherever he had taken Gallows, and then hadn't told her anything else at all... Now Trit was worried, and she hated the feeling. She didn't want the damned ro-pony to get into more trouble than he already had... And given Gallows... He was doomed if she had her way, Trit just knew it. "I... Have no idea. Ghost took him out of here a while back... And I don't know what happened to him after that... We should probably go check with somepony if you want to know that badly." Trit shrugged slightly, honestly totally and utterly lost as to Cybrony's location.

Frost giggled and gave Trit a friendly shove, "Stop it Trit! Your making it hard to stay good!" She said with a giggle. "We'll see, maybe sometime." She said with a giggle. She shook her head, "No I was just curious. He didn't look very . . . Alive when you brought him in but I guess you can fix anything." She said with a smile. The fact that Ghost treated the prisoners so nicely worried her a little. This was the mare they had formed the task force in order to fight. Surely there was a limit. She decided to think about something else instead. "So did you and Pell manage to get that door open? If you still need some help I'm not really doing anything." She said cheerfully.

[Morlodania]

Pell nodded to Razor. "Trit's request... She knew how much it meant to him." He nodded slowly. "Unless you want me to teach you, Razor. I could, as well, given that my talent is sword fighting while flying." He points to his cutie mark momentarily, before turning to Thay. "I would be honored to help."

"I know I'm making it hard, I want to." Trit sticks her tongue out at Frost. "Just once, since we never actually did anything, being how we constantly got interrupted and all." She smiles and nods. "I understand, Frost. I was simply saying." She thought for a moment. "No, I never did get the door open... We should try again soon."

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Pell nodded to Razor. "Trit's request... She knew how much it meant to him." He nodded slowly. "Unless you want me to teach you, Razor. I could, as well, given that my talent is sword fighting while flying." He points to his cutie mark momentarily, before turning to Thay. "I would be honored to help."

"I know I'm making it hard, I want to." Trit sticks her tongue out at Frost. "Just once, since we never actually did anything, being how we constantly got interrupted and all." She smiles and nods. "I understand, Frost. I was simply saying." She thought for a moment. "No, I never did get the door open... We should try again soon."

Frost sighed, "Always with those pesky interruptions." She said with a giggle and shook her head. "Well when you do try again, let me know. I would be glad to help. I'm sure my ice could help a little. We could wedge the door open with it to prevent it closing or force it open. What do you think's behind it?" She asked Trit curiously.

[The Flutterlands]

Pell nodded to Razor. "Trit's request... She knew how much it meant to him." He nodded slowly. "Unless you want me to teach you, Razor. I could, as well, given that my talent is sword fighting while flying." He points to his cutie mark momentarily, before turning to Thay. "I would be honored to help."

Razor smiled, and looked at both Pell, and Black Hawk. They both seemed to be excellent swordsmen. "Can you both teach me?" he asked, "It would be nice to have two teachers."
Black Hawk smiled, and placed a hand on Razor. "Sure, why not? I don't see anything wrong with both of us teaching you. Right, Pell?"
Zing got excited as he listened in on the conversation. "Ooh! Ooh! Can you teach me, too?" asked the Zebra foal, "I want to learn how to use a sword!"

[Das Metro]

Whisper walked about the Compound aimlessly with Blessing on his back. The foal was almost weightless to Whisper, for which he was thankful. Carrying a pony like Ghost would of been impossible with his foreleg in such rough condition. Althought, he almost preferred carrying Ghost, considering how many damn questions Blessing was asking. Not even his own kid had asked so many questions. "So, Mister Whisper, what's your job, what did daddy hire you for?" Blessing asked with a smile as she clung to Whisper's back.

"Ugh, kid, it doesn't matter..." Whisper said, annoyed.

"Well of course it does, I'm just trying to get to know you, daddy says-"

Whisper interrupted her, "I really don't give a bloody fuck whatever the tartarus your dad has to say!"

Blessing fell silent for a moment. "I-I'm sorry Mister Whisper," she said after a moment, in a quiet and slightly hurt tone.

Whisper sighed and let his gaze sink to the floor. She could make him feel like crap just as easily as she annoyed him. "Whatever kid, just... Just ask less questions okay? Why don't we talk about something else, huh?" he asked in an attempt to cheer her up.

"How about something happy? I have some really pretty dolls!" Blessing said happily.

"Yeah? That's nice.

Blessing nodded, "I know! Daddy bought me some... Belle gave me one," she said and paused, before resuming, "Do you have any sisters Mister Whisper?"

Whisper shook his head, "Nope. I had a brother, I'm not sure what's going on with him though."

"Do you have a daughter?" Blessing asked.

"Mhm, you might of seen her earlier, the bat filly..."

"Oh! That's your daughter? She's pretty! Old though... How old are you Mister Whisper?"

"I'm twenty-nine, Invidea is seventeen," he said simply.

Blessing paused, doing the simple math in her head, "So... you were a dad when you were thirteen?"

"Yep."

Ghost heard hoof steps and talking and saw Whisper carrying Blessing. He stood there for a second trying to comprehend what he just saw. Care free don't give a crap Whisper was carrying Blessing? His curiosity was peaked at this point and he went and joined them. "Hey Blessing, is Whisper behaving himself? Do I have to discipline him?" He said with a smile, just to see Whisper get agitated at him.

Blessing smiled and nodded slightly at Ghost, giggling as well, "Mister Whisper is just being moody..." Whisper remained stony faced and didn't say anything. It embarrassed him slightly, being caught carrying Blessing around. He felt it ruined what little credibility he had.