GP: Seconds - Session 1 & 2

T 1421198624 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 ***** G-Platypussied: Sloppy Seconds - Session 1 *****





T 1421198700 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 North of Downtown in Buckago, sits a settlement called Railyard. It's a relatively stable place where new trade routes have been established and ponies settle down into relative safety. 





T 1421198748 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 But relative safety isn't the call to all, and so it is that Scrap and Thunder_Strike find themselves wandering the south side of Buckago. 





T 1421198833 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 It's a different animal down here. On the plus side, Mr. Butcher hasn't extended far south, being even less of an influence than his recent northern push that our Wastelanders blunted not long ago. 





T 1421198863 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 On the minus... well... there are always powers in play... and its a rarity that they are pleasant to deal with. 





T 1421198950 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The south side is the territory of the White Stockings, an affluent crew with their hooves in many, many pies. Those gangs that are spawned in these wastes either aim to be accepted under them, or to steal from them.





T 1421199080 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 But it's not all gangs and breedism on the south side. There are a few good ponies living here or there under the omnipresent shadow of Prism Tower. It's just a matter of finding them. 





T 1421199118 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Perhaps this depression on the horizon has a few of those good ponies? Or at least a place for fresh water. 





T 1421199246 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 *****Session Start*****





T 1421199256 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Meanwhile...





T 1421199287 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The settlement of Deep Dish has little to offer. But little is more than nothing. 





T 1421199329 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 A battered sign advertising something called 'Pizza' gives the settlement it's name. Standing akilter at the edge of the crater's ring. 





T 1421199439 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Down in the crater is a small hive of activity in a scrap-built community. In the town can be found a place to sleep, a place to spend caps, and a place to find ponies who want... or don't want... to be found. Several of those types sit scattered about the establishment of Mr. Glug. Booze, afterall, is always welcome. 





T 1421199701 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Dulcet tones drift across the dim bar from a piano in the corner. A somber melody in the drab of the interior. The ambiance as imperminant as the lives of those souls who frequent it. 





T 1421199736 18*	Iris is sitting perched a bit higher up on one of the buildings, overlooking the main street going through the settlement. She's keeping an eye on the ponies who happen to pass below, idly watching each one in turn. Overall she has an air of relaxation, but her gaze is direct and purposeful, not wandering.





T 1421199879 18*	Wishing_Star slips into the bar. A scrawny unicorn stallion whose fur and mane are both stark white. His eyes are hidden behind a pair of dark, round glasses. He wears an armored pre-war nurse dress that has been trimed to fit a stallion.





T 1421199935 18*	Moonlight-Sonata is the mare responsible for this evening's entertainment. Dressed in plain clothes and a plain skirt, she plinks away at the ratty old keys delicately, with cultivated skill.





T 1421199994 24*	Thunder_Strike has quit (Quit: Bye)





T 1421200020 18<Wishing_Star18>	He carries a pair of saddlebags that seem to hum, with two magical energy weapons on his person. A tri-barreled beam rifle slung over his back and a plasma pistol holstered near the shoulder. He makes his way up to the bartender and looks up to him, "Any more alcohol poisonings?" he asks dryly.





T 1421200027 18*	Boxcars can be found in a corner of the bar, silently shuffling a deck of cards in a cloud of levitation magic. She looked up at the other patrons from under the brim of her straw hat as she sunk into the booth seat and used her hooves to tighten her coat over herself.





T 1421200047 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Iris remains perched up on a rickety structure build around a crane that somepony drove... probably not on purpose... into the crater that is the town. It's as high as it gets here, but still barely able to see over the rim of the crater. About a dozen ponies are visible moving from hovel to shanty to shack. 





T 1421200230 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 It's the middle of the day, so the bar isn't hoping with activity. There are a trio of ponies in a corner booth and Mr. Glug tending bar. 





T 1421200261 18*	Moonlight-Sonata doesn't show that she's annoyed about playing for a small audience, even if she is.





T 1421200422 18<Iris18>	https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IuLG6WqjOEo





T 1421200425 18<Iris18>	mt





T 1421200486 23*	Anarchy (Camo@Pony-sc7pls.g-net.net23) has joined





T 1421200521 24*	28Anarchy is now known as 18Thunder_Strike





T 1421200569 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Mr. Glug would have been intimidating once if his muscles hadn't run to fat. THere's a bruiser under all that flab... probably... but nopony has been dumb enough to make him walk around the bar in a long time. 





T 1421200573 18*	Iris likes her perch. It's relaxing, and gives her a good vantage point to watch the ponies passing below.





T 1421200622 18*	Boxcars eyes the trio in the other corner, still shuffling away, the noise lost to the soft tones coming from the stage.





T 1421200669 18*	Wishing_Star gets no response from Mr. Glug, and looks around the bar room instead. Even if there had been binge drinking ponies, he was taking a break for the moment. He seats himself at the counter and asks: "Got any cider?"





T 1421200691 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Two stallions sit on the outside, blocking in a slender  mare a bit on the small side. She fidgits abit at their amorous advances. 





T 1421200741 18*	Moonlight-Sonata plays https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jD8dUBXqB4M





T 1421200814 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Mr. Glug reorients his head to Wishing_Star, giving a glass a wipe. "Ja." He reaches under the table to get a mug. 





T 1421200857 18*	Boxcars tips the brim of her hat out from in front of her eyes, still watching the other corner, watching, judging.





T 1421200865 18*	Wishing_Star gives a half smile to Glug and glances around the room.





T 1421201069 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Mr. Glug passes over the mug of cider. "3 bits for Cider, Ja?" One of the stallions tries to drape a foreleg over the small mare, but she pushes it up and away, leaning away from him... but that just puts her against the other stallion that's scooted around, his hoof coming to rest on her thigh. 





T 1421201104 18*	Wishing_Star tosses three caps onto the counter and watches the scene with the two stallions and mare.





T 1421201377 18*	Boxcars clicks the cards against the table to straighten the deck out once more before tucking them away in her coat pocket.





T 1421201403 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The mare tries to scoot away from the hand but that just leave her with her hips scooter one way and her shoulders the other, trying to put distance between both and ending up overbalanced. SHe kinda slumps against the thigh touching stallion and he sweeps a foreleg around her shoulders. He seems to be holding on rather tightly as he grabs a shot with his other hoof and brings it up toward her mouth. "Come on, 





T 1421201403 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	Doll. Have a drink." 





T 1421201494 18*	Moonlight-Sonata slowly rises from the piano, stepping over to this table. "Excuse me, gentlecolts." She says not loudly, but firmly.





T 1421201550 18*	Wishing_Star floats the mug to his lips, but the glow of his horn brightens slightly as he tries to magically lower the libido of the two stallions via brain chemistry and spare the mare their annoying advances.





T 1421201581 18*	Iris keeps glancing from pony to pony as they each pass by.





T 1421201592 18*	Boxcars had started to get up from her table, but was beat to the punch to the musician. Didn't stop her from getting up anyway, fluffing her coat back into place and tipping her hat over her horn.





T 1421201639 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	THe mare takes the distraction to get free of his foreleg, and seems to be considering making a break under the table, but a thump from underneath the table gives the impression that egress has just been blocked. The stallions look over. "Sod off, music mare." THe one doesn't seem to notice the lack of contact, anger now being the emotion most in control 





T 1421201779 18*	Moonlight-Sonata looks over the two of them, then to the mare. "Are these two bothering you?"





T 1421201855 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The other stallion takes his buddy's distraction to get his foreleg posessively around her whle still blocking the route below with a hind leg. He gives a tight squeeze and the mare's eyes widen. "She's fine, aren't ya, Doll?" The undertones of a threat seem to cause her eyes to widen again at a second hard squeeze. 





T 1421201923 18*	Moonlight-Sonata looks at both of them again with her pale, gray eyes. "I'm going to have to ask you both to leave. Not to mention, you're spilling that shot all over yourself."





T 1421202076 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The stallion on her left blinks. His libido dampened, he considers. "Who do you think you are asking us to leave? We're just having a drink and blowing off some steam."





T 1421202158 18*	Moonlight-Sonata rolls her eyes discretely. "I'm this bar's security. If you're going to be causing a scene, I'll need you to leave."





T 1421202309 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 He tilts his head. The other stallion frowns. "I'm a paying customer, and she ain't saying no." He doesn't look like he wants to let her go. 





T 1421202359 18*	Moonlight-Sonata puts her hooves up on the table. She again looks to the mare, and asks, her horn lighting, "Are these two bothering you?"





T 1421202392 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 THe mare gives the slightest of scared nods. 





T 1421202473 18*	Moonlight-Sonata , satisfied, turns to the two male patrons. "It just so happens that I don't care if you're a paying customer. Please leave and I'll consider letting you in again when you've sated yourselves."





T 1421202567 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The right stallion scowls. "Fine, don't need this place. Come on, filly, we got a nice room in the dish." Her eyes go wide as he starts scooting out with his foreleg still clamped around her, bringing her along. 





T 1421202667 18*	Moonlight-Sonata stamps a hoof on the table. "I'm sorry, I suppose I wasn't clear enough." There's a distinct 'shink' as a katana sword is slowly unsheathed. "You /two/ need to leave." She points from one stallion to the other.





T 1421202746 18*	Boxcars walks closer to the booth in question, zipping open her jacket and grabbing something inside both, causing a dark red glow.





T 1421202800 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The stallion scowls, but releases the mare. "Fine. But you don't know who you're messing with. You'll get yours." He's not dumb enough to get physical in this situation. They slide out of the booth and stand.  





T 1421202855 18*	Wishing_Star keeps an eye on the situation, but feels he may have helped avoid bloodshed on his time off





T 1421202870 18*	Moonlight-Sonata is acutely aware of who she's messing with. In all likelyhood, it's these two who don't know who they're messing with. "Thank you for being civil, gentlemen." She returns to the piano without another word.





T 1421202950 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The stallions walk off and out the door, unhappy and stiff-legged with exaggerated struts. The mare slumps into the cushion like a bag of bones. 





T 1421203057 18*	Boxcars steps up beside the mare's seat, "Hey, you alright? They didn't hurt you or nothin'?"





T 1421203082 18*	Moonlight-Sonata gives a subtle nod to Wishing_Star from her seat on the stage.





T 1421203108 18*	Wishing_Star blinks at Sonata's nod. He thought he had been too subtle to notice





T 1421203129 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 She shakes her head. She's hardly a mare grown. "No..." Her lip trembles a bit. 





T 1421203199 18*	Boxcars whistles to the bar, waving a hoof. "Glass of water o'er here!" She calls to Mr. Grub, taking a seat across from the young mare."





T 1421203392 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Mr Glu|g| pours a glass of chilled water. He raises it toward Moonlight-Sonata. Sometimes magic is useful, and he doesn't have any. 





T 1421203437 18*	Moonlight-Sonata floats it over with shrug.





T 1421203606 18*	Wishing_Star goes back to his cider sipping





T 1421203665 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The mare takes a drink, first a sip then she drains the cool water. She hugs the glass to her chest. 





T 1421203685 18*	Boxcars sighs, taking a glance to the door.





T 1421203820 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Outside, Iris can see from her perch a pair of discruntled stallions talking heatedly as they get past the door to the bar and out of range of hearing from inside. 





T 1421203903 18*	Boxcars returns to her calming shuffling, dealing herself a game of Solitare.





T 1421203925 18*	Moonlight-Sonata resumes her playing.





T 1421203944 18*	Wishing_Star smiles and humms along to the soothing music





T 1421203975 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The mare seems to be a bit more in control of her faculties. "Thanks..." 





T 1421203992 18*	Iris watches them as they pass, like all the others. They're not the ponies she's interested in, though they are a bit more exciting to watch than most of the ponies that just pass her by.





T 1421204054 18*	Boxcars looks up from her cards to the mare, to the musician. "She's the one who needs your thanks, I was just waiting for the violence to start.."





T 1421204067 24*	Thunder_Strike has quit (Quit: Bye)





T 1421204129 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The mare looks up toward Moonlight-Sonata and gives a weak, appreciative smile. 





T 1421204149 18*	Moonlight-Sonata gives her a nod amidst her music.





T 1421204179 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The two stallions seem to get a bit more interesting when one pulls a nasty looking shotgun out of a wagon. 





T 1421204234 18*	Boxcars returns to her solitary game.





T 1421204242 18*	Iris keeps her eye on them.





T 1421204383 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 One seems to be trying to defuse the one with the gun, but it can't be heard from down here. 





T 1421204391 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 *Up there*





T 1421204622 18*	Boxcars finishes her game in short order and resumes shuffling, because nopony wants to play with cards that have been ordered up.





T 1421204649 18*	Iris keeps her perch, just watching the two to see what unfolds.





T 1421204722 18*	Wishing_Star finishes his cider and looks around the barroom. Mr. Glug, Moonlight, and the mare with the cards. Nopony had gotten hurt, so he didn't have to go back to work just yet. He slips off the stool and moves closer to the piano.





T 1421204800 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Iris can see that the cooler headed stallion seems to have talked some sense into the one with a shotgun. With a huff he puts the weapon away and they move off along the road. 





T 1421205099 18*	Moonlight-Sonata glances at Wishing_Star as he makes his way closer.





T 1421205156 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The young mare looks over and watches Boxcars shuffle. "So... you like cards?"





T 1421205202 18*	Boxcars nods. "It's fun. Dice is more my game, though. Lost mine in a fire."





T 1421205229 18*	Wishing_Star stops a little. He wasn't sure what he was doing approaching a mare like that. "I like your music. Do you know anything by Sweetie Belle?"





T 1421205290 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The filly-mare tilts her head. "Like... Farkle?" 





T 1421205341 18*	Boxcars nods, "Along those lines."





T 1421205351 18*	Iris watches them as they leave. She briefly wonders what that was all about.





T 1421205382 18*	Moonlight-Sonata ends the song early to address the stallion that helped him out earlier. "I think I do. Give me a moment." She takes a sip of water herself. "Thank you, by the way."





T 1421205557 18*	Wishing_Star blinks, "Er, for what?" He had tried to be subtle about helping, and hadn't really been looking for praise.





T 1421205573 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The lass smiles. "I have a cousin, Farkle. I'm Aluette." She offers her hoof, usingthe other to brush her fringe out of her eyes.  





T 1421205620 18*	Boxcars shakes the offered hoof. "Call me Boxcars."





T 1421205664 18*	Moonlight-Sonata gives a gentle smile. "For helping out with those two upstanding gentlecolts."





T 1421205722 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Aluette smiles and reaches into her pocket, pulling out a small paper wrapped rectangle. She starts unfolding it. "So, Farkle?" 





T 1421205769 18*	Boxcars gives a bright smile, tucking the cards back into her jacket. "You got the dice, you've got a game."





T 1421205781 18*	Wishing_Star shrugs and rubs the back of his head, "I didn't do much of anything."





T 1421205936 18*	Moonlight-Sonata 's smile fades. "If you insist. Though, I think we both know what you did. It was impressive." She begins to play this, because it's totally by Sweetie Belle now: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3aeQ3DmKU7A





T 1421205942 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The mare looks over to the piano, ready to ask the others to join... but they are talking and she doesn't want to interrupt. She unfolds the paper around the six dice she owns. Scoring for Farkle is jotted down inside the paper. She gets a bit of scrap paper out to score. "So... I hear they have a train up north... you work on it?" 





T 1421205988 18*	Wishing_Star tries not to, but can't help a bit of blush coming up on his face. He felt... a little like his old self for a moment.





T 1421205992 18*	Boxcars shakes her head, causing her mane to flop about. "Work, no. Travel, yes."





T 1421206102 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Aluette smiles. "Oh, so you're from up north and came through Downtown?" It's pretty obvious she's trying to impress with the breadth of her worldly knowledge. 





T 1421206142 18*	Boxcars shakes her head again, "Less north, more west. A lot more west."





T 1421206301 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 She blinks. "Oh... Neat." She only knows of the one working train. 





T 1421206352 18*	Boxcars pushes the dice towards Aluette. "You first."





T 1421206361 18*	Moonlight-Sonata , once she's finished, turns back to the stallion. This place wasn't quite hoppin' yet, so some lapses in the playing might not be noticed. "I hope that was adequate."





T 1421206424 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 She rolls several times, scoring points, but she pushes her luck and Farkles with one dice left. She passes the dice over without scoring any points. 





T 1421206466 18*	Boxcars picks up the dice in her telekinetic grasp, "What about you, Aluette? Where're you from?"





T 1421206476 18*	Wishing_Star smiles at her, "Yes, it was nice. Thank you." He tosses five caps into her tip cup.jar/whatever





T 1421206550 18*	Moonlight-Sonata gives a chuckle at his display of gratitude. "You're very welcome." She looks to an empty booth. "Care to chat?"





T 1421206563 18*	Wishing_Star blinks, "Um... sure."





T 1421206577 18*	Moonlight-Sonata orders a glass of wine and heads to a booth.





T 1421206593 18*	Wishing_Star follows her. He didn't have much tolerance, so he doesn't get another drink





T 1421206607 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Iris can see a pony staggering in the middle of the street on unsteady hooves. He makes for the doors to the bar. He falls in as much as walk in. 





T 1421206665 18*	Moonlight-Sonata slides into the bar, skirt twirling, and extends a hoof. "Moonlight."





T 1421206725 18*	Wishing_Star nods, shaking it, "Wishing_Star. I... well, I don't really have a proper clinic, but I patch ponies up."





T 1421206781 18*	Iris barely gives the pony a passing glance, though finds it odd that he's seemingly drunk /entering/ the bar.





T 1421206783 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The thud of the collapsed pony is pretty loud.





T 1421206798 18*	Wishing_Star glances over to the door as the pony falls in.





T 1421206801 18*	Moonlight-Sonata rests her head on her hoof. "A doctor? Very rare to find one of-" She looks to the door, then to Glug.





T 1421206811 18*	Boxcars looks over at the the door. "Whosat?"





T 1421206824 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 THe slowly expanding red puddle would make them think he must be a wino with a taste for red wine. 





T 1421206836 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Or perhaps not. 





T 1421206873 18*	Moonlight-Sonata glances back to Wishing_Star as she slides back out of the table. "Then it's a good thing you're here, doctor." She dashes over to him.





T 1421206894 18*	Wishing_Star follows at a trot, examining the pony.





T 1421206980 18*	Boxcars looks back to Aluette, dropping the dice on the table. "'Cuse me." She says, hopping out of the booth, stepping past the stallion, and then looking out the door.





T 1421207005 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The stallion is bleeding. Sucking chest wound. 





T 1421207026 18*	Moonlight-Sonata looks up to Wishing_Star. "You can fix him?"





T 1421207067 18*	Wishing_Star nods, lighting up his horn.





T 1421207135 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The wound closes up enough to stabalize the stallion. He starts breathing a bit easier. 





T 1421207204 18*	Boxcars looks up and down the street before stepping back into the bar, looking down at the injured stallion.





T 1421207252 18*	Moonlight-Sonata crouches over him, patting his face. "Sir?"





T 1421207305 18*	Boxcars walks around the group. "Dibs on his caps."





T 1421207324 18<Moonlight-Sonata18>	"He's not dead." She mutters harshly.





T 1421207352 18<Boxcars18>	"For now."





T 1421207392 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The stallion is alive, though he's a bit delirious it looks like. Moonlight-Sonata does, however, notice a star on his vest mostly hidden by his overcoat. It's the style that the little guard company in town uses.





T 1421207438 18*	Moonlight-Sonata cocks a brow. "Glug, this guy's with the Guards."





T 1421207547 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Glug talks around the bar, walking forward and showing just how truly massive he is by comparison to the others. He flops open the stallion's overcoat as the wounded buck groans. "Ja. Not town, caravan muscle." He taps the star which ilicits a groan. 





T 1421207605 18*	Boxcars rubs her head. "Stumbled all the way over here.. Must've been real thristy."





T 1421207754 18*	Wishing_Star checks the Stallion again





T 1421207769 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The bar is not quite at the bottom of the crater. It's about the closest business you could stumble into if you came from the west. Glug reaches into his pocket and pulls out a little bottle, waving it under the stallion's nose. "Wake up, Ja? Must buy drink to bleed in my bar." The scent hits the stallion's nose and his eyes jerk open. He seems stable, if hurting. 





T 1421208030 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	The young stallion looks around wild-eyed for a moment before he seems to realize he's safe. "Where... wha..."





T 1421208068 18*	Boxcars kneels down to the stallion's level. "Ease up, Bucko. Slow and steady."





T 1421208068 18*	Moonlight-Sonata steps away to finish her wine.





T 1421208178 18*	Wishing_Star looks to the stallion, "At a guess, I'd say someone shot you?"





T 1421208288 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The stallion eyes go wide and he starts to try and stand. "The caravan! THey sent me as a runner... guess I didn't make it to base... they're pinned down! They need help!" 





T 1421208338 18*	Boxcars raises a hoof to the stallion. "Sit. Sit. Who's pinning who, and where?"





T 1421208393 18*	Moonlight-Sonata 's ears prick up.





T 1421208467 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 He doesn't fight the hoof. "The caravan. Got ambushed about a half mile west of town. They got a few of us in the opening barrage, but they got the wagons circled. I think they can hold a while, but they can't push out. They had me make the run cause I'm the fastest." 





T 1421208502 18*	Moonlight-Sonata glances to Glug. He can practically hear her asking for permission in her gaze alone.





T 1421208502 18*	Boxcars nods. "How many did you see?"





T 1421209054 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Something rings off in his answer to Boxcars. He's young... it's just as possible they sent him cause they knew it was hopeless but he needed a mission to be willing to leave. It's quite the stroke of luck he made it as far as he did. He shakes his head. "I didn't see... but there were shots taken from at least three spots... but there has to be a big crew, I'd think." 





T 1421209151 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Glug frowns, and looks over to Moonlight-Sonata.





T 1421209170 18*	Boxcars looks up and out the door again. "Well.. Somepony's gotta at least take a looksee, and it's not like I've got plans for tonight.."





T 1421209203 18*	Moonlight-Sonata gives him a curt nod.





T 1421209290 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 "Thank you..." He starts to try and elbow his way up, but sinks back down. "The Company has a standing reward for helping a beleaguered unit. Due west along the road, in the Steel Fingers. I think I'd just slow you down." 





T 1421209294 18*	Wishing_Star gives a sigh. He didn't really like getting involved in fights, but Moonlight's Compliment had rekindled a little something inside him.





T 1421209334 18*	Wishing_Star hears that and notes, "Good, because I'm not used to patching ponies up for free."





T 1421209366 18*	Boxcars nods, looking down at the stallion. "You get yourself a seat and a drink, I-" She's cut off by Wishing_Star speaking up. "Uh.. We'll go see what we can do, then."





T 1421209369 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Glug looks to Moonlight-Sonata and sighs. He gives a shrug and a dismissive glance. Permission granted. He lowers his head and helps the stallion to a table. "Come, sit, ja?" Aluette moves over closer, looking to help





T 1421209402 18*	Moonlight-Sonata steps back up to the stallion. "And I'll join you. Allow me to collect my things."





T 1421209501 18*	Iris is a bit interested in the prospect of a reward. She's on a job, but nothing says she can't make a stopover after a long day of no contact, right? She makes up her mind, and hops off her perch to drop down outside the bar.





T 1421209546 18*	Boxcars looks back at Moonlight, "'Ight, then. I suppose it couldn't hurt."





T 1421209656 18*	Moonlight-Sonata heads into the backroom where'd she been boarding to slip into her tight armor and signature skirt. She's /very/ careful that nopony can see here.





T 1421209760 18*	Iris slips inside the bar, taking in the sight of ponies bustling about. She takes a careful listen to try and connect the voices she heard to the ponies she can see, before approaching.





T 1421210115 18*	Moonlight-Sonata soon emerges, clad in her black, skin-tight armor. Her armor clinks with each step, and her katana has shifted to a more blatant spot on her back.





T 1421210137 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Aluette has taken a seat next to the wounded stallion and is fussing over him the way one would expect a filly-near-mare-grown to fuss over a wounded, and kinda cute, stallion. Mr Glug brings him over a shot of whiskey for the pain. "Miss Sonata, be back for rush if you can, ja? I like they way you make the noises out of the shiny coffin thing." 





T 1421210166 18*	Boxcars looks over at Moonlight, "All set, I take it."





T 1421210237 18*	Moonlight-Sonata undeterred by the butchering of her craft, she gives a respectful nod to her employer, then to Boxcars. "I am."





T 1421210314 18*	Boxcars waves a hoof and takes the lead out the bar and to the west, following the trail of blood from the door.



T 1421210649 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Boxcars looks outside, seeing the trail of blood, they haven't yet left the bar. 





T 1421210711 18*	Iris takes the pony in armor as one of the ones who agreed to help the caravan, and moves to stand next to her as she and her group prepare to exit the bar. She simply says, "So I could't help but hear that there's been a bit of trouble..."





T 1421210760 18*	Moonlight-Sonata flicks her ear a little. "Deciding to join us?"





T 1421210818 18*	Boxcars glances to the side, giving Iris a once over.





T 1421210986 18*	Iris is a bat pony, lithe in build, but defintiely not small. Everything she does is calculated, and she has an air of calm about her. She looks Moonlight-Sonata over carefully, before deciding on her answer. "Attacks such as these are against everyone's interest."





T 1421211085 18*	Boxcars nods. "I getcha. I suppose it couldn't hurt."





T 1421211134 18*	Moonlight-Sonata shrugs a little. Moonlight's a unicorn, built on largely the same frame as Iris. Moonlight looks sturdy, but at the same time agile and quick. She has three piercings in one ear, and a curious piece of armed clothing.




T 1421211166 18*	Wishing_Star is a scrawny but brainy looking albino unicorn




T 1421211186 18<Moonlight-Sonata18>	armored*




T 1421211286 18*	Boxcars looks rather bulky for a unicorn her size, but that could be the shotgun she has tucked away in her coat beside the revolvers and almost everything else she carries around that can fit in a pocket.




T 1421211399 18<Moonlight-Sonata18>	"No objections here." She gives Iris a coy little smile. "I was wondering when you'd introduce yourself." She says, trotting off.




T 1421211473 18*	Iris watches Moonlight-Sonata as she trots on ahead. She'll definitely have to keep her eye on that one.




T 1421211527 18*	Wishing_Star follows quietly behind




T 1421211560 18*	Iris falls in step behind them.




T 1421211571 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	All set, the little posse head out and west. 




T 1421211571 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	<Mister_Clacky|GM>  *****Session End*****




T 1421211571 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	<Mister_Clacky|GM>  1000 xp, no karma changes. 






T 1421800979 20<Mister_Clacky>30	3 *****Session 2*****



T 1423610672 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	* You are now known as Mister_Clacky||GM

T 1423610672 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	<Mister_Clacky||GM>  A beleagured caravan sits surrouned in the wastes. Something that is not an unfamiliar occurance. Death finds ponies wherever they roam, whether they feel secure or terrified. 

T 1423610672 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	<Mister_Clacky||GM>  The caravaneers fight to survive, their assailants fight for greed. The crackle of gunfire peels out over the south side of Buckago. 

T 1423610672 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	<Mister_Clacky||GM>  The firefight draws attention, from the west... and from the north...

T 1423610672 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	<Mister_Clacky||GM>  *****Session Start*****

T 1423610911 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Our bar patron posse can hear the sounds of gunfire to the east of their location as they pass out of the crater. The sound of conflict also reaches a pair of ponies north of the firefight. 

T 1423610967 18*	Moonlight-Sonata dashes toward the firefight at full speed, eyes narrowed in concentration. She tries to establish herself in some sort of position where she can clearly see the fighting, in order to best assess the situation.

T 1423611036 18*	Boxcars also attempts to find a decent vantage point, her guns already drawn and floating beside her.

T 1423611040 18*	Scrap walks alongside Thunder_Strike, happy for another peacceful moment. It's shortlived as his ear perks at the sounds of combat down south.

T 1423611042 18*	Wishing_Star follows Moonlight somewhat less eagerly, although the continuing gunfire suggests there were people still alive to pay him for fixing them up, so he doesn't drag his hooves either.

T 1423611072 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	Scrap and Thunder_Strike, traveling south after moving through Downtown, can hear the sound of gunfire ahead. 

T 1423611117 18*	Scrap looks at Thunder_Strike before printing South to get a look at the specifics.

T 1423611369 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 As the two groups get closer, they can see a pass between two large, collapsed buildings. A canyon of debris with a wide road between. In the center of a bend in the trail, seven wagons have been hastily circled. Several ponies lay outside the circle, facing in, with a few other casualties facing out. Perhaps a dozen ponies move inside the protective perimeter as shots rain in from elevated points in the debris 

T 1423611369 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	field. 

T 1423611378 18*	Thunder_Strike follows behind scrap.

T 1423611397 18*	Iris is keeping her ears open for trouble when the sound of gunfire reaches them, so she readies herself for the confrontation ahead.

T 1423612475 18*	Moonlight-Sonata immediately looks to the elevated advantage points, following them to the ground. She'd need to get up there.

T 1423612590 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The shattered buildings are well worn, paths picked into the debris from years of wastelanders picking through them. It's not hard to spot some little paths up to where they are laying in ambush on either side. 

T 1423612826 18*	Moonlight-Sonata makes a beeline for one of these paths, her sword drawn in an instant.

T 1423612982 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Moonlight-Sonata moves up the nearest path, climbing up the debris to the south toward some dug-in baddies, their guns still trained on the caravan. The nearest is about a hundred yards away. 

T 1423613337 18*	Moonlight-Sonata sprints the distance in seconds and slides to a stop near one of the shooters, slashing out with her katana and going for the throat.

T 1423613707 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The pony turns as Moonlight-Sonata charges him, rifle in his hooves. The curved blade makes a crescent arc toward his neck, cutting into a metal gorgot at this throat, the edge sliding over the metal and digging into this throat as the swing moves to completion. The gorget protects his jugular, but he's bleeding heavily from the wound.

T 1423613724 23*	Grim (~Grim@Pony-1805ch.co.comcast.net23) has joined

T 1423613846 18*	Wishing_Star moves up to get a better view of the combat situation. Most likely, he was going to see if any of the caravan ponies were injured and in need of his help first, and whether or not it would be safe to teleport to them.

T 1423613907 24*	Pantzar has quit (Quit: ASCII a stupid question, get a stupid ANSI!)

T 1423614001 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Wishing_Star can see that some of the caravan ponies are among the casualties outside the ring of wagons. There are wounded ponies among the defenders and some cowering either too injured to fight or without fight in them. He could teleport to the middle without issue, but they are in the middle of a gunfight.

T 1423614067 18*	Wishing_Star floats out his plasma pistol, then teleports into the middle of the ring of wagons. The MoP colors of his barding should make it evident to most that he was a medic.

T 1423614146 18*	Wishing_Star quickly fires a plasma shot towards the pony Moonlight injured to try and soften up the incoming fire before looking around to assess the injured.

T 1423614177 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The caravaneers and their guards are facing out, too busy fighting to notice the flash. A mare is sitting next to a very injured stallion. She gasps and fumbles for a pistol. 

T 1423614478 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 She starts to get it in line as Wishing_Star makes a very well targetted shot up into the debris field, striking the riflepony Moonlight-Sonata had slashed. Is ass smolders. 

T 1423614829 18*	Scrap quickly lets his claws out and jumps into the air. His wings appear and unfurl and he races to the top of one of the buildings. He spots one of the assailents getting sliced at and comes up from behind to lend aid. The katana weilding mare is clearling defending the caravan. That's good enough for him.

T 1423615046 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Moonlight-Sonata sees a black and white streak crash into the stallion she was engages with. Hoofclaws piercing his armor at the back as the batwinged zebra falls on his hapless victim. 

T 1423615126 18*	Moonlight-Sonata steps back in shock, sword still raised, now looking between the bat/zebra monster and the remaining gunponies. "What in the..." She mutters.

T 1423615217 18*	Scrap 's wings are spirit pegasus wings not bat. Bat wings don't make sense.

T 1423615271 18*	Boxcars had followed behind Moonlight-Sonata, quickly aiming at the new pony. She looks past the zebra and the bloody corpse below him, deciding who's with whom.

T 1423615354 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	Boxcars can see the zebrasus standing on the dead enemy. Behind him, a raider mare is orienting her weapon on them. 

T 1423615356 18*	Moonlight-Sonata steps back in shock, sword still raised, now looking between the spirit-winged zebra and the remaining gunponies. "What in the..." She mutters.

T 1423615470 18*	Boxcars raised both revolvers in her telekinetic grip, firing two shots from each at the raider mare.

T 1423615622 18*	Scrap looks at Moonlight-Sonata, his wings fading. "How many?"

T 1423615658 18*	Moonlight-Sonata doesn't say anything. She isn't as easy to trust as Scrap or Boxcars. Besides, Scrap can plainly see how many ponies were around.

T 1423615904 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The barrage of smallarms fire sends the raider mare tumbling back off the debris 'canyon', her weapon clattering to the steel of the 'ground'.

T 1423615987 18*	Boxcars flashes a smirk at Scrap, "You're welcome."

T 1423616030 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The dozen caravaneers fire up at the surrounding raiders, one of which pitches over the side, struck dead. THey don't escape unscathed, however, as a high caliber round cores through one of the guards heads, sending him collapsing back, dead. 

T 1423616532 18*	Iris keeps herself hidden as she searches for any of the raiders who've set themselves up apart from their group... when she finds a suitable pony, she makes her way up on them and slams into them from behind, in an attempt to knock them off the ledge!

T 1423616864 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Iris divebombs toward an inattentive raider, but badly misjudges. Her forelegs scrape the metal around the raider mare as she just manages to pull up. 

T 1423617927 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 A streak of light connects a point a long way away to the chest of the raider Iris attempted to divebomb. It rips through his armor and he collapses. 

T 1423618231 18*	Thunder_Strike grins. " Wengine katika Amani" she says getting ready to fire again.

T 1423618286 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 THe big weapon system is much slower to fire, but devastating. She cycles the weapon. 

T 1423618391 18*	Moonlight-Sonata , having seen her current foes dispatched, pays no heed to her apparent helpers and dashes off in search of more.

T 1423618456 18*	Iris looks up to see what just blasted the raider she was going for!

T 1423618478 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Dashing down the path, she comes upon another raider. 

T 1423618513 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Iris can see a pegasus with a battlesaddle hovering low a fair distance away. 

T 1423618643 18*	Moonlight-Sonata is a blurr, slicing into the raider with a flurry of slashes.

T 1423618822 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The surprised stallion has little time to see his end coming. He's cut down swiftly. 

T 1423618849 18*	Moonlight-Sonata calmly wipes her blade clean of his blood, frowning slightly.

T 1423618880 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Within the circle, Wishing_Star hasn't gone unnnoticed, but taking that longshot at their mutual enemies, the caravaneers don't pay him much mind. THe one mare with the injured stallion is no longer pointing her pistol at him. 

T 1423618895 18*	Wishing_Star quickly looks around to find the most injured of the caravaners, just at a glance without getting too invasive

T 1423618951 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	Most are fighting wounded, with some dead. THe most critically injured is the stallion the mare is holding. 

T 1423619008 18*	Wishing_Star lights up his horn with a surge of healing magic for the stallion, at least to close his wounds for starters

T 1423619089 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	The stallion's gasping breathing gets a bit easier as his wounds stop bleeding. 

T 1423619202 18*	Wishing_Star sends another healing surge towards the mare herself

T 1423619326 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 THe mare holds her foreleg as the flesh knits back together. She looks up appreciatively. 

T 1423619388 18*	Wishing_Star gives her a small smile

T 1423619704 18*	Scrap can see that the katana weilding mare can handle herself. He flies across the way to start picking off on the other side.

T 1423619828 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The mare Scrap surprises recoils from Scrap as he slashes with his hoof weapons. ]

T 1423619979 18*	Boxcars walks over to where her first victim stumbled off of, looking down into the canyon.

T 1423620023 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Boxcars can see the circled wagons and the caravaneers firing out from it. Across the street are more raiders. 

T 1423620326 18*	Boxcars brought the sights of her left revolver to her eye, firing a quick shot at three raiders in a line.

T 1423620452 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 One of the three takes a very precise shot and collapses, the other two eating bullets. 

T 1423620628 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 An injured raider pulls out a whistle and starts signaling a retreat. The pirating ponies quickly start to break off and disappear into the debris, doing their best to get away. 

T 1423620698 18*	Moonlight-Sonata calls after them. "Run! Cowards!" She says, deftly sheathing her katana.

T 1423620790 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 THe attackers slip off and away. The caravaneers keep their weapons out, but seem to be breathing sighs of relief. 

T 1423620835 18*	Boxcars watches the raiders flee, blowing smoke off the revolver barrel.

T 1423620849 18*	Scrap watches them speed off. He hates when they get away, but Berry wouldn't like him running off to give chase.

T 1423620856 18*	Moonlight-Sonata slowly trots to the edge of the building and glances down at the carvaneers. Maybe they'd heard of her.

T 1423620933 18*	Boxcars starts down to the circled wagons while reloading both revolvers, leaving a trail of .44 casings.

T 1423621027 18*	Scrap motions for Thunder_Strike to follow and flies down to the caravan group.

T 1423621058 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The mare stokes the stallion's mane as he closes his eyes and settles into a peaceful rest. She looks up to Wishing_Star and smiles. "Thank you. Are those your friends out there?" Several guards have broken the circle to get their fallen comrades.

T 1423621127 18*	Wishing_Star nods, "Yes, in a manner of speaking. Now, get everyone who needs further patching up together for me, then point me to whoever's in charge so I can give them the bill for my medical services."

T 1423621132 18*	Thunder_Strike sees scrap motion to her and she flies down to him quickly.

T 1423621219 18*	Iris watches as the raiders run off. She keeps her eye on them for a few moments before hopping off to fly down and join the others at the caravan.

T 1423621234 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The mare gives a crooked little smirk. "Well, that would be me." They are gathering together their dead. There are a few injuries, but most are just flesh wounds among the rest of the survivors. 

T 1423621305 18*	Boxcars gets to the important business, picking valuables off the dead raiders.

T 1423621358 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 They didn't have much on them, rifles and armor. 

T 1423621412 18*	Wishing_Star nods, "Alright then. Fifty caps for each injured pony. I don't charge by the spell, so I'll make sure everyone who isn't dead is good as new."

T 1423621427 18*	Moonlight-Sonata turns to look back at the ponies she came with, and the two she didn't. Without much else to do, she trots down and around to meet the caravan.

T 1423621595 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The surviving caravaneers and guards quickly get their dead bundled up and tucked into the back of the wagon for a proper burial. Pullers start lashing themselves into the wagon's harnesses to get back underway. SOme of the guards filling empty traces. The injured are gathered up, only three more coming forward with wounds severe enough to warrent medical attention

T 1423621765 18*	Moonlight-Sonata makes her way towards Scrap. She keeps her voice low, her posture casual. "What are you?"

T 1423621770 18*	Boxcars huffs, dissapointed at the find of empty pockets. Instead, she gathers up the rifles and starts for the caravan circle.

T 1423621793 18*	Wishing_Star lights up his horn and tends to each of the injured ponies in turn.

T 1423621817 18*	Scrap looks a bit confused by the question. "I'm a person."

T 1423621831 18<Moonlight-Sonata18>	"A... person?"

T 1423621848 18<Moonlight-Sonata18>	"With... /magic/ wings? And Zebra stripes?"

T 1423621895 18*	Scrap shrugs. "Ever since I came back, they come out when I need them."

T 1423621993 18*	Moonlight-Sonata finds Scrap's candid use of things she knows nothing about offputting. "Came back from...?"

T 1423622052 18*	Thunder_Strike lands beside scrap.

T 1423622091 18<Scrap18>	"Oh, I died. I was in the spirit world my Master always talked about. Splotches let me come back in his body."

T 1423622119 18*	Boxcars walks around the caravan, settling her pistols back in their respective holsters.

T 1423622121 18*	Moonlight-Sonata turns and trots away. "I'm sure you did." She says, trotting off back to some saner ponies.

T 1423622156 18*	Thunder_Strike looks back and forth between them. "W..what just happened scrappy?"

T 1423622180 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The mare offers Wishing_Star her hoof after he's finishes patching up her fellows. "Names Teamster, the big fella over there is Tipstaff, he's in charge of our guards." 

T 1423622184 18*	Scrap tilts his head. "Did I say something wrong? I thought you wanted to know what happened."

T 1423622262 18*	Moonlight-Sonata waves him off as she trots back, her armored skirt clinking with each step. "No, no. I think I got it." She joins Wishing_Star, looking around at the scene. "I suppose we're done here, then."

T 1423622288 18*	Scrap looks at Thunder_Strike and shrugs.

T 1423622318 18*	Wishing_Star shakes the hoof, "Nice to meet you, glad you aren't dead. About my payment? I do have to make a living."

T 1423622376 18*	Thunder_Strike shrugs back. "I dunno." She says then hugs him. "I'm glad your OK.

T 1423622409 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 She smirks. "I understand payment. We'll get you square when we get back."

T 1423622493 18*	Wishing_Star nods, "Thank you." He then looks to Moonlight_Sonata, "How's everyone else?"

T 1423622499 18*	Iris sits herself nearby the leader of the caravan, and asks, "So your friend who went for help said there's a standing reward for helping a caravan in trouble. Where would we claim that?"

T 1423622569 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	SHe nods. "Indeed, back at headquarters."

T 1423622578 18*	Moonlight-Sonata looks around, pointing to Scrap and Thunder_Strike. "The zebra might be a junky, or something. He was saying something about coming back from the 'Spirit World.' I don't think anyone we travelled with was hit."

T 1423622591 18*	Boxcars perks up, looking towards the mention of a reward.

T 1423622611 18*	Iris nods. "And where is that?"

T 1423622641 18*	Wishing_Star nods to Moonlight

T 1423622693 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 "Back home. Once we get into the crater, we'll get you all square."

T 1423622742 18*	Moonlight-Sonata shrugs. "Decent enough, considering how they fought, but I don't think either of them are... all there." She glances up at the caravan leader, then starts trotting. "If everypony can move, let's."

T 1423622787 18*	Wishing_Star is a little sweaty and panting a touch, having used a fair deal of magical energy, particularly for the teleport.

T 1423622842 18*	Scrap looks at Thunder_Strike and starts following. "We should make sure they get there safe."

T 1423622891 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The caravaneers start pulling their wagons toward the crater and home.

T 1423622926 18*	Iris trots over toward Scrap and Thunder_Strike, with a grin on her face. "That was some nice shooting. You weren't with us when we heard about the caravan, so how'd you end up here?"

T 1423622941 18*	Boxcars hops into a wagon, kicking her hindhooves up on a crate.

T 1423622966 18<Scrap18>	"We heard shooting.

T 1423623020 18*	Thunder_Strike nods at him. Then rubs her hoof hearing iris' compliment. "T.thanks."

T 1423623021 18*	Moonlight-Sonata sits next to Boxcars, sword in her lap.

T 1423623022 18<Scrap18>	"

T 1423623046 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The stallion pulling gives a little grunt, but doesn't say anything about the extra weight. 

T 1423623127 18*	Scrap trots alongside.

T 1423623145 18*	Boxcars looks over at Moonlight and her blade. "Never seen a pony rush at a raider like you did, and be able to step away without a scratch."

T 1423623192 18*	Wishing_Star trots up to Scrap, curious about the newcomer. Moonlight seemed to think he was a stoner, but she wasn't a doctor so far as he knew.

T 1423623212 18*	Thunder_Strike has taken flight along side of scrap.

T 1423623247 18*	Moonlight-Sonata glances up at Boxcars with a small smile. "Thank you. It helps when they don't shoot."

T 1423623277 18*	Boxcars grins. "Fair point. I doubt you give most the chance."

T 1423623331 24*	Grim has quit (Ping timeout: 121 seconds)

T 1423623334 18*	Scrap keeps a look out at the horizen. He glances at Wishing_Star when he gets close. He expects a question. He's gotten used to expecting questions.

T 1423623385 18*	Iris sticks with Scrap and Thunder_Strike, waiting to hear the answer to her question!

T 1423623416 18*	Wishing_Star looks Scrap over. "I actually thought zebras were extinct. Where are you from?"

T 1423623417 18*	Scrap did answer.

T 1423623474 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Up close, Wishing_Star can see Scrap has stipes up front, but has more of a painted back end. Distinctive markings indeed. 

T 1423623496 18*	Wishing_Star tilts his head, "Or are you a zony?"

T 1423623518 18<Scrap18>	"I'm originally from farther away, but I live in Railyard now."

T 1423623535 18*	Moonlight-Sonata gives a breif chuckle. "You are quite the shot yourself. I can't say I've seen many use two weapons with that kind of skill."

T 1423623536 18<Scrap18>	"Yeah, I am."

T 1423623609 18*	Wishing_Star nods, "Not so extinct then. Where are you from?"

T 1423623650 18*	Boxcars shrugs. "Some say it's a gift, others say it's blind luck."

T 1423623650 18<Scrap18>	"Well... it's not there anymore."

T 1423623690 18<Moonlight-Sonata18>	"As a pony who doesn't believe in luck, I see gifted ponies everywhere."

T 1423623703 23*	Pony_8 (Pony_8@Pony-1805ch.co.comcast.net23) has joined

T 1423623714 24*	28Pony_8 is now known as 18Grim

T 1423623796 18<Boxcars18>	"I'd rather travel with a lucky beginner, than an unlucky master."

T 1423623883 18*	Thunder_Strike looks at iris and smiles. "Glad you're OK.

T 1423623911 18*	Wishing_Star tilts his head, "The zebra lands? I did hear Equestria vaporized them at the end of the war as the megaspells were falling here."

T 1423623933 18*	Boxcars offers her hoof. "Boxcars. You're.. Moonshine, right?"

T 1423623980 18*	Scrap shakes his head. "No. I don't like to talk about it."

T 1423624068 18*	Iris smiles back at Thunder_Strike. "Thanks. Just misjudged the dive a bit. I was about to go in for a second try when you took the shot."

T 1423624130 18*	Moonlight-Sonata shakes her head slightly. "Moonlight." She corrects. Funny thing is, Boxcars already /is/ travelling with an unlucky master.

T 1423624222 18*	Boxcars nods. "Ah, Moonlight. My bad."

T 1423624226 18*	Thunder_Strike nods. "Yeah. Raiders don't give second attempts. And I wasn't about to see another pony get possibly hurt when I can do something about it.

T 1423624286 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Thunder_Strike is quite uniquely and heavily armed for a pegasus, twin MEW rifles at the shoulders and a long and deadly weaponsystem slung under her. 

T 1423624323 18*	Moonlight-Sonata looks Boxcars up and down, curious. "Why were you in town?"

T 1423624437 18*	Boxcars shrugs. Aside from the abundence of red in her coat and mane, the finer details are difficult to make out under her coat, armor, and holsters. "Just wandering here and there, making my caps guns, dice, and cards."

T 1423624446 18*	Wishing_Star nods, "Fair enough. I got plenty of stuff I don't like to talk about either." He quickly looks Scrap over for signs of drug use to see if Moonlight was actually right, or just jumping to conclusions

T 1423624563 18*	Moonlight-Sonata is silently awed by the lengths Wishing_Star will go to debunk her casual theory. She nods. "Fair enough. Buckago isn't kind to wanderers."

T 1423624672 18*	Boxcars leans back in her seat. "And I not kind to things that aren't kind to me. Most ponies tend to dismiss the young unicorn mare."

T 1423624714 18<Scrap18>	Wishing_Star of course doesn't find any.

T 1423624751 18*	Wishing_Star stops looking when there aren't any obvious signs, "So what brings you this way?"

T 1423624788 18*	Moonlight-Sonata cocks a brow. "I'd beg to differ, but I'm not here to argue philosophy."

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T 1423624833 18<Scrap18>	"We heard gunfire and came flying.

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T 1423624854 18<Scrap18>	"

T 1423624921 18*	Boxcars shrugs again. "At least most stallions learn their lesson after one telekinetic pull right into a hoof." She smiles to herself. "That trick never gets old."

T 1423625011 18*	Moonlight-Sonata nods slowly. She shifts a little. "You're a gambler, I take it."

T 1423625058 18*	Boxcars nods. "And a damn good one."

T 1423625145 18*	Moonlight-Sonata nods. "Your name gives it away." She says softly. "I make it a habit to never bet with unicorns."

T 1423625149 18*	Iris keeps up her grin. "Trust me, I don't even give them a chance at all..."

T 1423625209 18*	Boxcars smiles. "You're as sharp as that sword of your's. I like that."

T 1423625318 18*	Thunder_Strike giggles. "I bet you don't." She says landing beside her.

T 1423625325 18*	Moonlight-Sonata gives a slightly larger smile. "Thank you again." She eyes Boxcars' horn. "Are you a telepath? I've met my share of sharks that could read minds."

T 1423625350 18*	Scrap keeps trotting, watching for more raiders.

T 1423625432 18*	Wishing_Star doesn't have much else to say

T 1423625456 18*	Boxcars shakes her head. "Naw. My magic's more of a violent variety. Magic blasts, telekinisis, that sorta thing." She explains. "But if I wanted to mess with a pony's head, I could."

T 1423625465 18*	Iris nods. There's no way that pony would have put a hoof on me.

T 1423625470 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 Teamster and Tipstaff stay at the head of the caravan. 

T 1423625473 18<Iris18>	+""

T 1423625571 18*	Scrap looks at Wishing_Star. "Why were you here?"

T 1423625717 18*	Moonlight-Sonata smiles and holds out her hoof. Her horn glows, and a small purple butterfly, crackling with magical energy, appears on the tip of her hoof. "I too, am an illusionist." She says, releasing the illusionary insect to flitter over to Thunder_Strike.

T 1423625776 18*	Thunder_Strike smiles softly. "I believe you. But I've seen someone who believe he was invisible get killed right in front of me. And I did nothing to help him. I wasn't about to see that happen again." She says to iris. Then watches the butterfly.

T 1423625792 18*	Boxcars smiles. "Well, that's a coinky-dink."

T 1423625817 18<Moonlight-Sonata18>	The butterfly lands squarely on her nose.

T 1423625870 18*	Moonlight-Sonata smiles back. "It's a noble art, really. Creating, and therein surpassing nature... And distorting what we can't create, changing nature. It's something, isn't it?"

T 1423625966 18*	Thunder_Strike looks at the butterfly. Then completely ignored it and resumes conversation with iris. "My names Thunder Strike. What's yours?"

T 1423626071 18*	Boxcars shrugs. "Never thought of it that way. Always saw my magic as another, quieter way to get by in life."

T 1423626126 18*	Scrap blinks at the butterfly. Pretty.

T 1423626146 18*	Moonlight-Sonata sighs softly. The butterfly dissolves into lovely little particles of fleeting magic. "At any rate, it was a pleasure working with you."

T 1423626229 18*	Boxcars nods. "Likewise. We should do this again, sometime." She says jokingly.

T 1423626251 18*	Scrap blinks more at the disappearing butterfly.

T 1423626297 18*	Moonlight-Sonata looks out at the caravan, her horn ceasing to glow. "Let's hope we don't have to."

T 1423626306 18*	Iris watches the butterfly as well, for a moment, before it's gone. "Mine's Iris. And, you still did good."

T 1423626409 18*	Boxcars looks out at the caravan as well, her horn glowing as she idly spins a revolver on a telekinetic finger. "It's inevitable. Everything hunts something. Raiders just happen to hunt everything."

T 1423626469 18<Moonlight-Sonata18>	"So, what do you hunt?"

T 1423626516 18<Boxcars18>	"Suckers."

T 1423626540 18*	Moonlight-Sonata gives a laughing snort.

T 1423626557 18*	Thunder_Strike smiles. "Thanks. You did too."

T 1423626613 18*	Boxcars smiles. "That, and large denominations of caps."

T 1423626673 18*	Moonlight-Sonata draws her sword and wipes it down with a rag. It's a nice piece.

T 1423626686 18*	Scrap frowns and looks back out to the wastes, Wishing_Star having fallen silent.

T 1423626750 18*	Boxcars peeks over the wagons side at Scrap. "Oi! Magic zebra!"

T 1423626752 18*	Wishing_Star moves back from Scrap and looks to Thunder_Strike, the other unfamiliar pony. "What about you, where do you come from?"

T 1423627139 18<Thunder_Strike18>	"I'm from Garden spire slave camp." She says.

T 1423627185 18*	Wishing_Star frowns a little, "Sorry to hear that."

T 1423627277 18*	Thunder_Strike smiles. "Don't worry about me though. Those guys are all dead now. Right scrappy?"

T 1423627378 18*	Scrap looks knocked out of thought. "Huh? Oh, oh yeah, we cleared that camp out."

T 1423627411 18*	Boxcars leans on the side of the wagon, listening in. "Sounds fun."

T 1423627444 18*	Thunder_Strike suddenly frowns. "That's where you died though scrappy." She says I remembering that.

T 1423627462 18*	Moonlight-Sonata turns to look at Scrap, his absent-mindedness once again coming into question. She looks to Wishing_Star, brow cocked.

T 1423627463 18*	Wishing_Star blinks, then looks between Scrap and Thunder, "Uh... he doesn't look dead."

T 1423627497 18*	Iris is very interested in that tidbit.

T 1423627543 18<Boxcars18>	"Come again?"

T 1423627601 18*	Scrap 's flatten, partly from the memory and the sudden interest from the group. "Oh, right..."

T 1423627628 18<Moonlight-Sonata18>	"Maybe you should explain it... from the beginning. Very clearly. I think we have plenty of time."

T 1423627635 18*	Thunder_Strike looks at him. "Oh right. The body he is in is not his original body. It belonged to the town doctor. He started a ritual that transported us to the spirit plain. So that we could help another friend of ours. And we just happened to run across scraps spirit as well.

T 1423627674 18<Thunder_Strike18>	"

T 1423627690 18*	Boxcars tilts her head. "That's.. Odd."

T 1423627732 18*	Moonlight-Sonata shoots Wishing_Star a "I told you." glance.

T 1423627788 18<Boxcars18>	"But I've seen zebra magic do strange things, and that sounds pretty strange."

T 1423627798 18*	Wishing_Star raises an eyebrow, "Zebra magic is... wierd, from what I've heard."

T 1423627889 18*	Thunder_Strike "it definitely does." She says sighing softly. "I bet a few of you think we're crazy." She says then shrugs. "Its a thing you'd have to see to believe."

T 1423627998 18<Boxcars18>	"I had a zebra teach me a bit of magic. I can say it's.. Outlandish, but I wouldn't say it couldn't happen."

T 1423628574 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 The group continue their chat as the pass over the rim of the crater. 

T 1423628582 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 ****Session End*****

T 1423628601 20<Mister_Clacky|GM>30	3 1000 xp. +1 karma for saving the caravan