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Fallout: Equestria: Darkest Days Session Twelve-ish

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  1. [2012-12-17 17:24:17] <Ilushia> 12Fallout: Equestria: Darkest Days. Chapter 3: Scavenger Hunt. Session Begins.
  2. [2012-12-17 17:27:23] <Ilushia> 12Drip. Drip. Drip. The steady beat of rain and leaks from the roof mixed with water splashing from below and the crunching of steel as relative silence fell over the complex. The orange flames left in Corona's wake the only source of light in the darkened building now, ancient windows miraculously still intact were stained with layer upon layer of dust so thick that even the
  3. [2012-12-17 17:27:23] <Ilushia> 12brilliant lightning strikes outside were barely visible. The magical fire left by the phoenix was steadily burning itself out, releasing no visible smoke and not even the smell of ash or soot to mark its passing. Half the escalators down missing, and the others unsteady, soon darkness would swallow the building once more.
  4. [2012-12-17 17:30:24] * Rosemary_Thyme looks at everyone, slightly sheepishly. "Well, that was bracing."
  5. [2012-12-17 17:32:20] * Eclipse has disappeared once more, searching for something interesting on the second floor.
  6. [2012-12-17 17:32:25] * Excellence secures the last grenade back onto her armour and carefully looks down the gap where the golem fell, she then makes her way to Rosemary to alert her of te mutant gryphon that was looking for her.
  7. [2012-12-17 17:33:04] * Cherry_Topping sniffs, wipingherface and leveling her expression, "Pfeh, ordinay business in the killing industry. Now, I suppose some hornhead could provide some more light?"
  8. [2012-12-17 17:34:19] * Father_White-Eyes has his horn lit as he approaches the hole in the floor the golem fell through. Peering into the gloom, the light of his horn glints off the eyes of Radgators below, and illuminates the shattered remains of the destroyed guardian.
  9. [2012-12-17 17:34:20] <Sephie> "I kind of forgot to bring a flashlight," Sephie says. "Or nightvision goggles. Or a candle." She chews on a talon. "I didn't know it was going to be this dark all the time... or this wet." She shivers.
  10. [2012-12-17 17:35:29] <Eclipse> Corona finds a place free of the dripping water and gives an irritated squalk as water drips beside her.
  11. [2012-12-17 17:35:59] * Father_White-Eyes looks up and presses a plate of glare chips with a side of sarcasm sauce into Sephie's talons. "It's been raining for more than two hundred years, griffin. What makes you think it wouldn't be wet?"
  12. [2012-12-17 17:36:48] * Sephie grins. "I hadn't been down here before. I was expecting rain, not air you have to swim through instead of fly through," she says. "Anyway, which one of you ponyfolk is the Steel Ranger Scribe?"
  13. [2012-12-17 17:38:07] <Ilushia> 12Far below the water was still rippling from the impact, but there was no sign of the gargoyle. Just a few tiny bits of metal sticking up out of the water, pieces of the broken escalator.
  14. [2012-12-17 17:38:39] * Father_White-Eyes softens his countenance and addresses Sephie, "I don't think we've been formally introduced. I have a name, but I am most often called White-Eyes. Some others, mostly those I've cared for, call me a priest as well. The scribe you seek is around here, somewhere. Why are you here? What is your mission?"
  15. [2012-12-17 17:39:13] * Rosemary_Thyme sighs and lights up her horn. Well, at least she was doing /something/ useful.
  16. [2012-12-17 17:40:51] * Rosemary_Thyme then raises a hoof. "I believe I am the scribe in question."
  17. [2012-12-17 17:41:05] <Sephie> "Ooh! I know this one!" Sephie kicks the catch on her battle saddle, and the guns collapse to tuck beneath her wings. Instead, she reaches for her guitar. "Never met a priest before, but nice ta' meetcha, Mister White-Eyes," she says. "As for me..."
  18. [2012-12-17 17:41:09] * Sephie strums the guitar
  19. [2012-12-17 17:41:27] * Cherry_Topping interrrupts Father_White-Eyes, "Oh, nononono, let /me/ do the honors! *ahem* I'm Cherry, and here's Barebones, Princess (she's the one you're looking for anyway), Tick-Tock, Crazy-Tatoos, whiiich is upstairs getting killed I believe, and aaand Pyromaniac," she declares, pointing her hoof in the resective direction of her companions. To the fire bird's shrill protest, though, she snickers,...
  20. [2012-12-17 17:41:28] * Cherry_Topping ..."Aw sorry, just kidding: her name's Corona. And if you're here to kill her, now this should get really interesting," she grins.
  21. [2012-12-17 17:42:26] * Father_White-Eyes "...'Barebones'? That's a new one. I'll have to remember that."
  22. [2012-12-17 17:43:33] <Sephie> Seraphim anathema a griffon who's precocious,
  23. [2012-12-17 17:43:34] <Sephie> Some say that my waste of ammo is a thing atrocious,
  24. [2012-12-17 17:43:36] <Sephie> but once you you all get used to it, you'll see that I'm ferocious, Seraphim anathema, a griffon who's precocious!
  25. [2012-12-17 17:43:44] * Sephie puts the guitar away sheepishly.
  26. [2012-12-17 17:44:09] * Excellence just seems... confused at all of this.
  27. [2012-12-17 17:46:22] * Sephie scratches at the back of her neck, dislodging a bead from her feathers. "Uh, Talon Company Anathema, Irregulars," she says. "Easier to call me Sephie. Most folk who aren't shooting at me do." She chuckles at Cherry's descriptions of the others. "Looks like your lot is irregular too. I need to talk to you, though," she says, nodding to Rosemary_Thyme, "about the former owners of your, uh,...
  28. [2012-12-17 17:46:23] * Father_White-Eyes raises his eyebrows, "A guitar that hasn't been destroyed by damp? That's a rare item, Seraphim. I'd love to hear how you got it someday, but not now." He indicates Rosemary_Thyme, "Rosemary Thyme is the one you seek."
  29. [2012-12-17 17:46:23] * Sephie ...companion."
  30. [2012-12-17 17:49:38] <Cherry_Topping> "Oh wow, a bonkers, bi-winged bullet bard." Cherry exclaims. "You've *gotta* add her to our travelling zoo, Princess! I'll do anything!" She pleads, forehooves joined, voice extastic, "I can even part myself from my dried liver collection!"
  31. [2012-12-17 17:50:58] * Sephie abruptly folds her wings, all of them, and shuffles her talons. "D... dried liver? Zoo?" She looks at the assembly, finally showing signs of apprehension rather than blind cheerfulness.
  32. [2012-12-17 17:54:29] * Father_White-Eyes turns his frighteningly white eyes on Cherry_Topping, "It's her appellation for our little group. Can't say it's wrong either..."
  33. [2012-12-17 17:57:42] <Sephie> "Oh." Sephie still takes a step back from the group. "I guess that makes a weird kind of sense," she says. "You got ponies of every kind, a zebra, and even a phoenix!" She smiles again as she tries to get a peek at Corona. "I've never seen a live phoenix before..."
  34. [2012-12-17 17:58:28] <Eclipse> Corona looks back and huffs a little fireball in Sephie's general direction.
  35. [2012-12-17 17:58:59] * Sephie ducks it and looks forlorn. "Dang, and I'm all out of marshmallows..."
  36. [2012-12-17 17:59:41] * Father_White-Eyes peers around, "Anyone seen Eclipse?"
  37. [2012-12-17 18:02:15] <Sephie> "The zebra with the funny stripes?" Sephie asks. "I think she headed upstairs while we were fighting Rocky the Clumsy down there."
  38. [2012-12-17 18:02:56] * Sephie cocks her head
  39. [2012-12-17 18:03:35] <Sephie> "Hey... did anyone else hear that?" she says, taking a few steps toward the stairwell.
  40. [2012-12-17 18:04:47] * Father_White-Eyes "Hear what?"
  41. [2012-12-17 18:06:19] <Cherry_Topping> "Mmhmm," Cherry_Topping nods, someone's getting frisky down there, and I might hazard the giant radgator and our stony pal might be having introductions,which probably means the building might collapse in some minutes. That said, shouldn't we be getting some fuckin' move on?"
  42. [2012-12-17 18:07:10] <Sephie> "A big thump. And yeah, unless that came from upstairs," Sephie says. "I can't tell where from... but shouldn't we check on your zebra pal?"
  43. [2012-12-17 18:07:15] <Ilushia> 12A soft humming sound fills the air a brief moment before brilliant light fills the room, illuminating the group and their surroundings. Along with the distant hum of quiet shopping music. The steady peaceful beat relaxing, it might even make a reasonable backdrop to somepony singing, though there's no vocals in this recording. Occasional bouts of static interchange with the
  44. [2012-12-17 18:07:15] <Ilushia> 12music. The ruined surroundings echoed with those sounds, devoid of the myriad shoppers which once walked its halls. THe escalators grind and complain briefly before beginning to move. The one remaining escalator towards the downstairs screaching a few moments before rumbling loose of its supports and toppling down towards the water below.
  45. [2012-12-17 18:08:53] * Father_White-Eyes shudders, "No... no... no... I thought I had escaped it... no..."
  46. [2012-12-17 18:12:06] <Sephie> "Aha! That's better! I like being able to see." Sephie grins, then looks at Father_White-Eyes. "Hey, priest? You okay?"
  47. [2012-12-17 18:12:47] * Father_White-Eyes shivers, "Yes, I'll be fine in a moment. I just..." He looks downcast. "I thought that with the end of the world, I had escaped muzak forever..."
  48. [2012-12-17 18:14:13] <Ilushia> 12The floor was largely empty, with scattered few toys from long ago stained by water or passing hooves. Signs hung on the few areas surrounding the escalators designating sections of what seemed to be an adult pony's shopping area. Mare's clothing, Stallion's clothing, Terminal Maintenance and Software, PipBuck Maintenance. A few signs advertised sales for Hearthswarming Eve
  49. [2012-12-17 18:14:13] <Ilushia> 12and Lunar Memorial Day, but nothing detailing what those times might have meant to the ponies here.
  50. [2012-12-17 18:15:24] * Sephie giggles. "You had me worried, you goofy bag of bones," she says, then looks around. "...they probably don't have anything in my size or number of appendages... hey, once we find your zebra, we should check out the pip-buck store. I've always wanted one of those. I hear they have a portable radio in them!"
  51. [2012-12-17 18:16:46] * Rosemary_Thyme states dryly, "Maybe it was the sound of the power trying to come back on."
  52. [2012-12-17 18:16:46] * Father_White-Eyes "Seraphim, if you were around at the end of the world and you knew how useful pipbucks were, and you didn't have one, where do you think you would go to get one? There likely aren't any left."
  53. [2012-12-17 18:18:04] <Cherry_Topping> "Ooo, traumatic memories! Let's have a guess... you muct be stuck in a supermarket like this, like, when the bombs fell! And then you had to fight off hordes of zombies with, like, a lawnmower! And then the radio said 'No, White-Eyes'", she says, muffling the radio voice, "'You are the monsters,' and then you were a ghoul too!" She smiles, keeping her gaze on Father, looking for some kind of...
  54. [2012-12-17 18:18:06] <Cherry_Topping> ...confirmation, or reaction anyway.
  55. [2012-12-17 18:19:15] * Father_White-Eyes "I was joking."
  56. [2012-12-17 18:20:20] * Sephie sighs. "Yeah, I know, but a girl can hope. Maybe there's one locked up in a safe or something," she says. "I know how to crack safes, and there's no harm in looking, right?" She shakes her head and grimaces at Cherry_Topping. "You're wacky too, chica. Geez, all this wacky keeps making me forget what I'm *supposed* to be doing here." She turns to face Rosemary_Thyme and salutes. "Ma'am, I...
  57. [2012-12-17 18:20:21] * Sephie ...need to speak with you concerning a pair of ponies by the names of Soda Pop and Bottle Press, when you have a moment."
  58. [2012-12-17 18:23:18] * Cherry_Topping snickers, "Oh well, looks like there's wiggle room still for your ghoul origins, Father. A mare can dream!"
  59. [2012-12-17 18:25:33] * Father_White-Eyes "Cherry, do you want to know how I became a ghoul?"
  60. [2012-12-17 18:26:58] <Eclipse> The locked door to the stairs opens and Eclipse steps out. She keeps the door from closing with a bit of rubble, and then trots past everyone. Corona gives a chirp of delight and hops on her back as she walks past everyone and disappears around a corner.
  61. [2012-12-17 18:27:14] * Rosemary_Thyme nods to Sephie. "I'm regret to inform you that those ponies have passed away. I'm sorry for your loss."
  62. [2012-12-17 18:27:50] <Cherry_Topping> "Pfft, did you even /hear/ what I just said? The real story would be something /boring/ like," she scoffs, mocking his raspy voice, "'I was outside the city and then a bomb fell and then I woke up with half my skin.' With that unknown, I get to be creative!"
  63. [2012-12-17 18:29:38] * Father_White-Eyes "I /died./ And then I woke up."
  64. [2012-12-17 18:30:09] * Sephie shrugs. "So I heard. Not any of my business, really." She gives Rosemary_Thyme a look-over. "I'm not after them, so much as after a bit of information, or object they were chasing," she says. "Since your group was the last one to have contact with them, I assume you know what they were hunting down?" She glances between Excellence and the Scribe. "Your, uh... she said you might know."
  65. [2012-12-17 18:31:02] * Excellence is standing behind Rosemary. "All information I possess is now her property."
  66. [2012-12-17 18:31:07] * Father_White-Eyes addresses Eclipse, "Welcome back, strip'd one. I assume that was you turning the power back on?"
  67. [2012-12-17 18:31:28] * Eclipse has come and gone.
  68. [2012-12-17 18:32:02] <Cherry_Topping> "LALALALAlalalaokay now, what's the current order of business? Oh, and grats Crazy-Tatoos, guess that will make walking around without tripping easier."
  69. [2012-12-17 18:32:20] <Ilushia> 12Eclipse had moved off in the direction of the Terminal Maintenance and Support area, which shared a hallway with the PipBuck Maintenance area.
  70. [2012-12-17 18:35:17] * Father_White-Eyes looks about, realizing he's been talking to thin air. He shrugs his ropey shoulders and follows in Eclipse's footsteps.
  71. [2012-12-17 18:36:15] * Eclipse is in the terminal maintenance room in the corner typing carefully on the sole operative terminal.
  72. [2012-12-17 18:36:37] * Rosemary_Thyme looks over the griffin appraisingly.
  73. [2012-12-17 18:37:08] * Father_White-Eyes walks quietly up to Eclipse, "Anything interesting?"
  74. [2012-12-17 18:37:13] * Cherry_Topping pouts, "Crap, that's the second time he /doesn't/ get to hear his new nickname!" She gallops out to follow.
  75. [2012-12-17 18:38:03] * Rosemary_Thyme glances between Excellence and Sephie when the griffin acknowledged her. "Excellence, darling, have you introduced yourself to the griffin... Miss Sephie, is it?"
  76. [2012-12-17 18:38:48] <Sephie> "Yes ma'am, she has. Sort of." She gives Rosemary_Thyme a dark look. "As your property. Last I heard, Steel Rangers didn't keep slaves."
  77. [2012-12-17 18:38:53] * Eclipse doesn't look up as she finishes typing in the letters off the laminated ID that she found almost impossibly wedged under some rubble. "We shall see what the stars grant us."
  78. [2012-12-17 18:39:38] * Rosemary_Thyme ignores that, smiling and looking to Excellence for an answer.
  79. [2012-12-17 18:40:34] <Ilushia> 12The terminal churns a few moments, then the screen flashes and changes. 'Enter Password:' and a small flashing cursor appeared. The ID had at least given them a means of starting, even if not a clean entry.
  80. [2012-12-17 18:40:37] * Excellence nods quietly. "We met when the screaming drew her attention before I landed on the roof."
  81. [2012-12-17 18:41:33] * Rosemary_Thyme nods. "And what is your impression of her, dear?"
  82. [2012-12-17 18:42:04] * Sephie sits quietly, something about the situation finally clicking in her head. Best not to interrupt, it seemed.
  83. [2012-12-17 18:42:07] * Father_White-Eyes looks over Eclipse's shoulder, "Oh drat. Here, let me have a crack at it."
  84. [2012-12-17 18:42:19] * Eclipse rises and leaves the terminal. "All yours." and trots out again.
  85. [2012-12-17 18:42:31] * Cherry_Topping arrives in the maintenance room, leaning with her weight over Eclipse, "Hey Crazy-Tatoos, fiddling around with some pony tech? And did you find that upstairs, in the dark? Wow I see you've got some crazy night vision-y eyes," she says, wobbling her arms in front of her face.
  86. [2012-12-17 18:43:16] * Eclipse hops over Cherry and continues past into the PipBuck Maintenance area.
  87. [2012-12-17 18:43:47] * Father_White-Eyes clicketty-clacks deftly, and the terminal emits a soft beep. "Ah, got it! The password was 'lengthwise'."
  88. [2012-12-17 18:44:31] * Rosemary_Thyme waits for Excellence to answer.
  89. [2012-12-17 18:44:35] * Excellence shuffled in place a little bit, having some difficulty it seems, eventually all she could do is utter an "I... don't know...?" And braced herself.
  90. [2012-12-17 18:45:21] * Rosemary_Thyme nods, seeming satisfied with that. Turning back to Sephie, "Tell me about this object you are seeking. What is it? And what do you want it for?"
  91. [2012-12-17 18:45:33] * Father_White-Eyes watches silent phosphorescent letters scroll across the screen, "Hmm..." He taps a button.
  92. [2012-12-17 18:47:35] * Cherry_Topping snickers, "Pfffssskkk... 'lenghtwise'. Now, let's see what some hacking skills can do for us..." she continues, at Father's side, looking over the terminal.
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  94. [2012-12-17 18:48:08] <Sephie> "I, uh..." Now it is Sephie's turn to cringe a bit. "I don't really know. It was some pre-war gizmo that the Talons had gotten wind of," she says. "I probably wouldn't even know it if I saw it, but those two supposedly had a solid lead on it, and the Talons wanted it. I'd ask the two ponies you killed, but..." She trails off and looks at Excellence again. "It's okay amiga, I haven't given...
  95. [2012-12-17 18:48:10] <Sephie> ...you enough info to form an opinion on yet."
  96. [2012-12-17 18:49:19] * Excellence just keeps her head down.
  97. [2012-12-17 18:50:16] * Rosemary_Thyme raises an eyebrow. "The ponies that I killed?"
  98. [2012-12-17 18:51:24] * Rosemary_Thyme shakes it off. "And what is the Talon's interest in this Thing Which Cannot Be Named? Why do they want it? And are you merely there errand-bird in this affair?"
  99. [2012-12-17 18:53:52] <Sephie> "Disculpeme, your group," Sephie says, standing up to her full unimpressive height. She's definitely small for a griffin. "Maybe not you personally. But this group doesn't look like one I'd want to tussle with, and if you freed miss Excellence here, and they're dead, well, I can put two and two together." She cracks her neck and looks Rosemary in the eyes. "They didn't tell me what it was...
  100. [2012-12-17 18:53:53] <Sephie> ...called, because they didn't expect me to actually come back alive with it," she says matter-of-factly. "And yes, I'm supposed to go find it. By whatever means necessary."
  101. [2012-12-17 18:55:27] * Rosemary_Thyme cocks her head. "The Talons sent you to get it, but didn't expect you to survive? It must not be so important to them then."
  102. [2012-12-17 18:56:47] * Sephie grins. "I get results, whether or not it's rational, reasonable, likely, or even possible," she says. "If I find the gizmo, that makes me tres for tres as far as suicideless suicide missions go. I'm pretty much the worst Anathema ever, I guess." Her wings sag a little, though the grin
  103. [2012-12-17 18:56:52] <Sephie> is still on her beak.
  104. [2012-12-17 18:58:06] * Rosemary_Thyme smiles at that. "Something to be proud of, I would think."
  105. [2012-12-17 18:58:47] * Rosemary_Thyme notes, "Still, you have not told me why the Talons wish this Item of Mystery. What do they intend with it?"
  106. [2012-12-17 19:00:18] * Sephie sighs. "If I knew, I probably still wouldn't be allowed to tell you," she grumbles. "I got sent out here with a single clue and six mags of ammo, and that was it. Honestly, I think Kyrie just wanted to get rid of me for a few months. That putana probably thinks I'm jinxing her whole operation or something."
  107. [2012-12-17 19:02:56] * Rosemary_Thyme nods. "I regret to inform you that the item you seek is no longer up for grabs."
  108. [2012-12-17 19:04:01] * Rosemary_Thyme considers, "If the Talons wished to sell it to the highest bidder, then they will have to revise their plans. It won't be coming to market."
  109. [2012-12-17 19:04:18] <Sephie> "Oh." That stops Sephie in her tracks. "Uno momento... does that mean you already found or have it?" Her face brightens. "May I see it, por favor? I've been looking for it for three weeks... and I don't even know what it is..."
  110. [2012-12-17 19:08:19] * Rosemary_Thyme shakes her head. "The object..." After a moment of hesitation, she revises, "... or the remains of the object are under Steel Ranger lock and guard."
  111. [2012-12-17 19:09:35] * Rosemary_Thyme adds, "A measure necessary considering the actions other interested parties have taken in their attempts to acquire it."
  112. [2012-12-17 19:09:45] * Father_White-Eyes sighs and backs up to the previous menu.
  113. [2012-12-17 19:14:40] <Sephie> "Ay, mierda..." Sephie droops. "Now my luck comes back to bite me in the ass... figured this would happen eventually." She shakes herself off. "Guess I wasn't going to make three for three, then. Assaulting a Steel Ranger base solo would *definitely* going to get me killed. Nice choice, Kyrie..." She grumbles and scratches the floor with her talons. "I can't exactly go back with empty...
  114. [2012-12-17 19:14:42] <Sephie> ...talons... but this is impossible." Her stomach growls, and she shushes it. "Um," she says, looking embarrassed. "I don't suppose you need a down-on-her-luck mercenary..."
  115. [2012-12-17 19:15:43] * Cherry_Topping squints at the green-on-black writings on the console, rambling to Father as she watches. "Gee, you'd think they could use a monitor for something livelier than just writing. Would it cost, like, their lives to work some more on those and make looking at these things less of an eyesore?"
  116. [2012-12-17 19:17:51] * Rosemary_Thyme smiles a little. "We would be more than happy to have your company, your arms, and your skill with the guitar. And I think you will find our efforts more worthy than being sent on suicide missions by somegriffin who clearly does not care for your safety."
  117. [2012-12-17 19:18:40] * Eclipse trots out of the maintainence bay and past everypony. "Scuse me." And heads back to the maintenance stairwell and ducks inside.
  118. [2012-12-17 19:20:15] * Rosemary_Thyme adds, "One thing should be clarified." She turns to Father_White-Eyes. "Would you mind filling Miss Sephie in on the fate of the slave-owners whose 'care' Excellence was previously under."
  119. [2012-12-17 19:20:47] <Sephie> "Oh, no, I'm okay with that," Sephie says. "I'm Anathema. It's kinda my purpose to go down doing something brave, to redeem griffinkind or something like that." She shrugs as she digs out a piece of susprisingly dry and neatly-folded paper from her saddlebags. "Been doing this since I could fly." She looks over to Father_White-Eyes. "Eh?"
  120. [2012-12-17 19:21:45] * Sephie looks around. "We've been abandoned, it seems..."
  121. [2012-12-17 19:25:20] * Rosemary_Thyme notes, "Although I can safely surmise that traveling with us will be a... wetter affair."
  122. [2012-12-17 19:26:25] <Sephie> "Better take a look at this before I decide to go swimming again, then," Sephie says with a chuckle, and hands Rosemary_Thyme the piece of paper. "Let's talk price."
  123. [2012-12-17 19:28:53] * Cherry_Topping chuckles, reading the terminal entries. "Oh, you pre-bomb ponies and your silly problems. Were you all like that? Getting peanut butter on keyboard keys? That must have been... very carefree," she admits.
  124. [2012-12-17 19:32:26] * Father_White-Eyes steps back from the terminal, "Well, that's intriguing. That griffin may be in luck, assuming that pipbuck is still lying around here, we may be able to fix it."
  125. [2012-12-17 19:33:58] * Father_White-Eyes walks to the maintenance stairwell and shouts into it, "Eclipse? Do you still have that ID card?"
  126. [2012-12-17 19:35:31] * Rosemary_Thyme looks over the paper.
  127. [2012-12-17 19:36:24] <Eclipse> A minute later Corona flies it down, drops it in his hooves and then flies black.
  128. [2012-12-17 19:37:08] * Father_White-Eyes rolls his eyes, "Okay, fine..."
  129. [2012-12-17 19:39:45] * Father_White-Eyes decides to turn the maintenance room upside down for epic lootz.
  130. [2012-12-17 19:40:47] * Sephie lets Rosemary_Thyme scan the paper, and turns to Excellence. "So, you're a flier... do you ever get used to flying in this kind of downpour?" she asks.
  131. [2012-12-17 19:40:56] * Cherry_Topping whistles, "Look at that birdie, acts like Stripes' pet already. She must have fallen for her stars," she jokes.
  132. [2012-12-17 19:41:16] * Rosemary_Thyme looks up from the contract. "I note the final portion of the contract deals with 'remainder of pay', yet the contract does not include a payment clause. At least, not beyond compensation for ammunition and certain acquisitions."
  133. [2012-12-17 19:41:31] * Excellence clams up and averts her gaze.
  134. [2012-12-17 19:43:07] <Sephie> "That part's always up to negotiation," Sephie says, disappointedly turning away from Excellence. Maybe later. "Pay, and duration of contract. My standard fee, when people aren't turned off by these," she says, flapping the smaller wings awkwardly, "is fifty caps per week, pay by the week, or longer duration if you so choose."
  135. [2012-12-17 19:43:44] * Rosemary_Thyme nods.
  136. [2012-12-17 19:45:32] <Ilushia> 12A thorough searching of the maintenance area turns up thirty caps shuffled beneath one of the desks, three 9mm rounds which had rolled under some rubble and that was all. It seems the room had already been picked over quite thoroughly by the zebra. Or by someone else before her.
  137. [2012-12-17 19:46:38] * Rosemary_Thyme considers, then hoofs the contract back to Sephie. "Official hiring of a Talon mercenary would have to go through my superiors back at Buckingham. After all, your payment would come from Steel Ranger coffers." She looks about, "Once our mission here is completed, we should sojourn to Buckingham for resupply. You can make your offer officially there."
  138. [2012-12-17 19:48:00] <Sephie> "Eh, well, I'd have better luck trying to turn a Hellhound vegetarian," Sephie says. "Barring being your companera, I'm kind of at a dead end on this job..." She wanders toward the PipBuck maintenance store.
  139. [2012-12-17 19:48:27] * Rosemary_Thyme offers, "In the meantime, you may wish to chose our company of your own volition. There is much to be said for the 'Numbers Make It Less Likely I'll Get My Head Bitten Off by Monsters' philosophy."
  140. [2012-12-17 19:48:44] * Father_White-Eyes shrugs and wanders back into the maintenance stairwell, shouting, "Hey Eclipse, I think I know how to get into the maneframe room. You interested?" Turning to Cherry_Topping, "How 'bout you?"
  141. [2012-12-17 19:49:07] * Rosemary_Thyme adds, "And once we get back to Buckingham, I believe I can put good argument to my superiors for your support."
  142. [2012-12-17 19:49:47] * Rosemary_Thyme notes Father_White-Eyes is rather ignoring her former request. More's the pity.
  143. [2012-12-17 19:50:07] <Eclipse> From upstairs comes a deep sigh and down she comes. "I found a rather rediculously formidible door. Needs a key reader and maybe a pipbuck contact."
  144. [2012-12-17 19:50:14] <Cherry_Topping> "Sure, I guess," Cherry_Topping answers. "I was getting bored of monologuing here, anyway."
  145. [2012-12-17 19:51:01] * Sephie stops. "Well... I guess so," she says. "Kind of like... like a free sample?" She puffs out her tiny chest. "Behold my might and be impressed and all that caca?" She half-grins. "I'd rather go out doing something heroic than getting eaten by rad gators." She turns and offers Rosemary a claw. "I'll stick around for a bit. Better than having no one to talk to at all!"
  146. [2012-12-17 19:51:44] * Sephie takes the folded contract back and tucks it safely into her oilskin.
  147. [2012-12-17 19:51:45] * Father_White-Eyes "Wait, 'key reader'? As in, for a keycard?"
  148. [2012-12-17 19:52:03] * Rosemary_Thyme hoofshakes the offered claw. And again turns to Father_White-Eyes. "Father, if you would?"
  149. [2012-12-17 19:52:18] <Eclipse> "Mhmm. And a plug for a PipBuck though." she said with a small shrug. "Didn't find one though."
  150. [2012-12-17 19:52:38] * Rosemary_Thyme looks about for Corona. "Where has the world's prettiest bird flown off to?"
  151. [2012-12-17 19:53:06] * Excellence points towards the maintence room. "I they both went that way."
  152. [2012-12-17 19:53:20] <Eclipse> Corona gave a little chirp from under her hood.
  153. [2012-12-17 19:54:36] <Ilushia> 12Eclipse, Father_White-Eyes and Corona were all gathered near the service staircase which Rosemary_Thyme had first come down into this area of the building.
  154. [2012-12-17 19:55:49] <Sephie> "Well, if I'm going to be following you around like a lost puppy," Sephie says, "I should probably meet up with the rest of your squad, for more than just a flashy musical intro, si?" She heads for the staircase she's seen the others heading in and out of.
  155. [2012-12-17 19:58:10] * Father_White-Eyes plays with the keycard with his magic idly thinking out loud, "Dollars to donuts this keycard will help us get through that door, but according to what I just read on the terminal we'll need a password too. And it sounds like we need a pipbuck or pipbuck-like-device to enter that password. Or hack it open. Either way, we need a pipbuck."
  156. [2012-12-17 19:58:56] * Sephie wanders up to the priest and sits down with her back against the wall, staring up at him. "Hola," she says. "Don't suppose I can help you find one? I'm not a bad safecracker, and I got the sharpest ojos this side of Canterlot."
  157. [2012-12-17 19:59:44] * Father_White-Eyes raises what's left of his eyebrows, "You're joining our little group?"
  158. [2012-12-17 19:59:49] * Eclipse cocks her head and then says in a sing song voice. "Ooohhhh Roooooooosemaaaaaarrieeeeee. Weeeeee neeeeeeed youuuuuuuu."
  159. [2012-12-17 20:00:08] * Rosemary_Thyme smiles and waves to Corona.
  160. [2012-12-17 20:00:31] * Rosemary_Thyme trots over to Eclipse. "Certainly."
  161. [2012-12-17 20:00:42] * Excellence quietly follows.
  162. [2012-12-17 20:00:53] * Eclipse points at her PipBuck and then smiles at Father. "There."
  163. [2012-12-17 20:00:56] * Sephie shakes her head. "Not really, no. Miss Rosemary_Thyme said she couldn't hire me without approval from her superiors," she says, and pouts a little before brightening back up. "But she did say I could follow you around like a lost puppy for a bit, until she gets clearance to do so."
  164. [2012-12-17 20:02:01] * Father_White-Eyes does his little show and tell for Rosemary_Thyme, concluding with "...we just need your pipbuck to open the door."
  165. [2012-12-17 20:02:28] * Sephie watches with barely stifled amusement
  166. [2012-12-17 20:02:53] * Father_White-Eyes bows to Eclipse, "If you'll just lead the way, ma'am..."
  167. [2012-12-17 20:03:12] * Rosemary_Thyme nods and lifts her PipBuck leg.
  168. [2012-12-17 20:03:38] * Eclipse leads the way up stairs to the third floor and to the large back office with the heavy reinforced metal door in the floor.
  169. [2012-12-17 20:04:37] * Cherry_Topping follows the group, mostly lost in her own, seemingly amusing, thoughts.
  170. [2012-12-17 20:04:42] * Rosemary_Thyme notes, "I could attempt a password hack myself, but you might be better suited to do so, Father. After all, you and Eclipse have already done much of the work."
  171. [2012-12-17 20:05:12] <Ilushia> 12The third floor was entirely made up of offices. Most of them with scattered bones, open desk drawers and recently searched filing cabinets. The middle of the floor was entirely cordoned off, though, with a steel door sitting as its only opening. The entry was closed, with a key-card slot and a small screen like the kind mounted on a PipBuck with a very small version of a
  172. [2012-12-17 20:05:12] <Ilushia> 12terminal's input device as well.
  173. [2012-12-17 20:05:50] * Father_White-Eyes nods, and swipes the keycard through the reader.
  174. [2012-12-17 20:05:51] * Sephie lags back a bit to walk next to Cherry_Topping. "Hola," she says. "So, who are you, exactly? You look like a raider, you fight like a raider, but you're not eating people's faces off." She grins. "Either you're a really good raider, or a really bad one."
  175. [2012-12-17 20:06:24] * Eclipse looks at Selphie. "Attack her and find out."
  176. [2012-12-17 20:06:30] * Rosemary_Thyme adds, "While I have your attention, good Father, would you please regale Miss Sephie with what happened to the slaver-owners under whose 'care' Excellence formerly served?"
  177. [2012-12-17 20:07:12] * Father_White-Eyes mutters distractedly, "Radgators got 'em."
  178. [2012-12-17 20:08:01] <Ilushia> 12The door sits silent a moment before finally chirping as a smooth, female voice spoke aloud. "Please enter your passcode." The little terminal monitor flashed alive as though waiting for input.
  179. [2012-12-17 20:08:08] * Excellence opens her mouth to speak, then closes it, letting her ears drop.
  180. [2012-12-17 20:08:08] * Sephie chuckles. "No soy estupido, zebra. She's got the guts to take on a rock monster at point blank range, and I'm made of much squishier stuff. I'll pass." She nods at Father_White-Eyes's words. "My mistake, assuming that you'd killed them, then. Understandable mistake, though, no?" She nudges Cherry_Topping.
  181. [2012-12-17 20:08:42] * Rosemary_Thyme prompts Father_White-Eyes with, "And what was it that you learned from that one fanboat captain?"
  182. [2012-12-17 20:08:57] * Cherry_Topping snaps back to attention. "Oh, it depends on who you ask. Though most ponies usually say both, heh. And honestly, did you think that? I'm flattered," she smirks.
  183. [2012-12-17 20:10:07] * Rosemary_Thyme trots forward and again lifts her PipBuck, floating out the tools to connect it. "Does anyone, by miracle, know the password?"
  184. [2012-12-17 20:10:52] <Eclipse> "Father may have found it, if he was fortunate enough with the terminal." She said with another shrug.
  185. [2012-12-17 20:11:11] <Cherry_Topping> "Well, the ID Deadbones used used *snort* 'lenghtwise' for password," Cherry interjects.
  186. [2012-12-17 20:11:35] * Rosemary_Thyme turns to Excellence, "Would you care to enlighten Miss Sephie and refresh the ghoul father's memory?"
  187. [2012-12-17 20:11:36] <Sephie> "Not a clue," Sephie offers cheerfully. "I just got here, and haven't even had a chance to loot the Pip-Buck store." She glances back that direction. "Oooh, but the big shiny door is interesting too..."
  188. [2012-12-17 20:11:51] * Father_White-Eyes "Yeah, but the memo on the terminal said the password for the maneframe was to be separate. I guess we could try it..."
  189. [2012-12-17 20:12:28] * Rosemary_Thyme re-iterates, "I could attempt a password hack myself, but you might be better suited to do so, Father. After all, you and Eclipse have already done much of the work."
  190. [2012-12-17 20:12:45] * Excellence started speaking to the gryphon like she was quoting a script.
  191. [2012-12-17 20:13:28] * Father_White-Eyes shrugs and takes a go at the terminal himself.
  192. [2012-12-17 20:13:53] <Cherry_Topping> "You look like an interesting gal too, griffin," Cherry shifts back her attention, "What Stable did you have to pry open and raid to get that guitar?"
  193. [2012-12-17 20:14:24] * Father_White-Eyes mutters as he works, "When I said 'ate by gators', I meant 'fed to gators'. A fanboat captain did 'em in and fed their bits to gators."
  194. [2012-12-17 20:15:59] <Sephie> "Okie... dokie... loki..." Sephie says, absorbing all the information and thinking it over. "So even though you don't consider Excellence as property," she says to Rosemary_Thyme, "she seems to still be attached to you. A lifer from birth, I take it?"
  195. [2012-12-17 20:16:47] <Ilushia> 12Despite Father_White-Eyes' relative experience with arcanotech terminals and knowledge of this particular situation he still can't seem to find the proper combination to open the locks. At least it doesn't permanently shut out the door.
  196. [2012-12-17 20:17:07] * Eclipse looks at the griffon, "You know many people born into slavery?"
  197. [2012-12-17 20:17:50] * Father_White-Eyes curses something foul and unintelligible, "Bah, it's no good. I can't hack this open, these systems are too different from regular ol' terminals."
  198. [2012-12-17 20:18:04] <Sephie> "Lots." Sephie answers bluntly, looking the zebra in the eyes. "Too fucking many.
  199. [2012-12-17 20:18:21] <Sephie> "
  200. [2012-12-17 20:19:17] <Eclipse> "Then you should know," she said evenly, not looking away, "That just because you take off the collar and say 'you are free' it's far harder for a slave to stop being a slave when that's all they've ever known. Give her a few weeks to get used to the idea."
  201. [2012-12-17 20:20:23] * Father_White-Eyes steps back, "Rosemary_Thyme, you'll have to do it. I don't know what half these commands mean."
  202. [2012-12-17 20:20:50] * Rosemary_Thyme replies as Father_White-Eyes works, "Excellence is a servant of the House of Thyme and under my protection." At Father_White-Eyes' assertion, she nods and tries the hack herself.
  203. [2012-12-17 20:20:57] * Excellence lightly rubs her neck a little, an earlier nose booping having silenced her.
  204. [2012-12-17 20:21:46] <Cherry_Topping> "Yeah, like you've ever seeing Monochrome getting out from under Princess's wing, so to speak," Cherry says. "Girl's got less backbone than a bloatsprite."
  205. [2012-12-17 20:21:49] <Sephie> "Which is why I stopped pushing the issue," Sephie says, and turns away from the zebra, back to Cherry_Topping. "Nah, I'm not that interesting. Just bad luck walking." She nudges the guitar on her back with her beak. "Got la guitarra in a scrap with a few rough riders east of Ghastly Gorge. Had a pressurized case in their hideout, with my baby inside it." She sighs. "Best day of my life,...
  206. [2012-12-17 20:21:50] <Sephie> ...finding this."
  207. [2012-12-17 20:25:00] * Rosemary_Thyme looks away from her PipBuck briefly to smile at Excellence. She reaches over and boops her nose playfully. "Please, speak freely, dear."
  208. [2012-12-17 20:25:36] * Rosemary_Thyme sciences at the terminal some more.
  209. [2012-12-17 20:26:09] <Cherry_Topping> "Um, I suppose. I would have it reinforced so it can double as a face-basher when I'd feel lazy and don't want to switch weapons, but that's just, preference, I guess," Cherry mulls over.
  210. [2012-12-17 20:27:56] <Ilushia> 12Thankfully, Rosemary -is- familiar with PipBuck operations and the salient possibilities of what might come from those commands. It doesn't take long for her to find an appropriate bypass and the door beeps. "Passcode accepted. Welcome back Prism Glow. It has been one hundred fifty years, six months and fourteen days since your last visit. This access will be recorded." The
  211. [2012-12-17 20:27:57] <Ilushia> 12doors hiss quietly and slide open. The interior is... Not weathered, surprisingly enough. Pristine white tile floors and cool air running through vents in the ceiling. The room must have had its own power and temperature control, much colder than the rest of the building. Inside, lining the walls of the room, were large arcanotech processor banks, not entirely dissimilar to the
  212. [2012-12-17 20:27:57] <Ilushia> 12ones Eclipse found broken in the Solaris building, or those used by the Steel Rangers. Though these looked to be intact and in good condition despite their age. Preserved by the protection of their isolated environment. A single access terminal for the larger maneframe sat near the center of the room, glowing pale green.
  213. [2012-12-17 20:28:05] * Rosemary_Thyme smiles. "I can imagine. She is quite sweet, your guitar."
  214. [2012-12-17 20:28:37] * Sephie hisses and shifts the guitar away from Cherry. "Absolutely not," she snaps. "Not adding or taking away one *scrap* that might hurt the sound quality. I'd never get it sounding right again, and then..." she sighs. "Nevermind. It's not a weapon, it's a tool of peace and friendship. Survived my second suicide mission because of her." She looks into the room as it opens. "Oooh, nice and clean..."
  215. [2012-12-17 20:30:25] * Eclipse gives a little smile. "Mmmm.... the stars intrigue our poor, feeble minds." she said as she walked down and looked around.
  216. [2012-12-17 20:30:40] * Father_White-Eyes "Impressive. Lead on, miss Rosemary_Thyme."
  217. [2012-12-17 20:31:05] * Excellence hangs her head and follows the leader.
  218. [2012-12-17 20:31:28] <Cherry_Topping> "Hey, hey, chill, I wouldn't touch the thing anyway, I prefer hooves anyway..." Cherry demonstrates by raising a spiky, metal hoof,before whistling at the new arcanotech-y scene. "Would you look at that... Cinammon would /kill/ to get her hooves on this. Or most Steelies, heh," she rectifies. "It's your lucky day, Princess!"
  219. [2012-12-17 20:31:50] * Sephie raises a claw. "I can take point, if you like, Scribe Thyme."
  220. [2012-12-17 20:32:25] * Eclipse has already gone in.
  221. [2012-12-17 20:33:39] * Sephie grumbles and follows the zebra inside, muttering about risk-taking and stuffy mystic zebras.
  222. [2012-12-17 20:34:16] * Eclipse ignores the terminal and looks around the maneframe for other things.
  223. [2012-12-17 20:35:22] * Eclipse pulls out a small box loaded with memory crystals. "Interesting..." she held it up in her hooves. "Useful?"
  224. [2012-12-17 20:36:06] <Sephie> "Only to unicorns," Sephie says. "Always wanted to see the inside of one of those things. What are you all looking for in here, anyway?"
  225. [2012-12-17 20:36:41] <Sephie> Ignore that^))
  226. [2012-12-17 20:36:42] <Eclipse> "Mysteries." She replied simply enough. "And power, but mysteries foremost."
  227. [2012-12-17 20:37:28] <Sephie> "Mysteries are cool," Sephie agrees. "But only because they're fun to solve! Son buenos, no? So what kind of computer uses up this much space...?"
  228. [2012-12-17 20:37:50] * Father_White-Eyes approaches the terminal and turns it on, "Here's hoping I don't set it to self destruct or anything..."
  229. [2012-12-17 20:38:02] * Rosemary_Thyme pauses. "How long ago did the world end, Father?"
  230. [2012-12-17 20:38:51] <Eclipse> "A big one," she said as she trotted out and made room for the technical ponies.
  231. [2012-12-17 20:38:58] * Father_White-Eyes turns and looks sadly at Rosemary_Thyme, "Not with a bang, but a whimper."
  232. [2012-12-17 20:39:34] <Cherry_Topping> "That must have been one big motherbucking whimper," Cherry comments, just giving looks around.
  233. [2012-12-17 20:40:32] <Sephie> "I mean, what does it run, or store?" Sephie looks over Father_White-Eyes's shoulder, her curiosity getting the better of her.
  234. [2012-12-17 20:40:33] * Rosemary_Thyme reiterates, "How long ago?"
  235. [2012-12-17 20:40:54] * Father_White-Eyes continues, "Sure, the megaspells fell, millions died, but... the megaspells aren't what ended the world. Not really. /We/ ended the world, and when we called for it the end came, and instead of standing up to it we cowered in our beds and cried into our sheets."
  236. [2012-12-17 20:41:20] * Rosemary_Thyme sighs as the ghoul answers a question she did not ask.
  237. [2012-12-17 20:41:32] * Father_White-Eyes sighs, "My memories aren't what they used to be, but... about a century and a half ago, give or take?"
  238. [2012-12-17 20:41:52] * Eclipse sits at the top of the stairs. "The stars ended the world. But this really isn't a time for a theological argument, is it?
  239. [2012-12-17 20:42:07] * Father_White-Eyes shakes off old memories and returns to poking at the keyboard.
  240. [2012-12-17 20:42:50] <Ilushia> 12The terminal started up easily enough. It didn't even ask for a password. It seemed that whomever designed it figured anyone able to get inside this place would already be legitimately allowed in. Instead it came up with a few options. Access logs, sales logs, data backup and data recall.
  241. [2012-12-17 20:43:57] <Sephie> "End of the world wasn't so bad," Sephie murmurs. "I mean, there's still us, we're still around, right? If that's the worst we had to throw at ourselves, and we survived it, then we're better for it, si?"
  242. [2012-12-17 20:44:01] * Rosemary_Thyme is looking at the time stamp for Prism Glow's last entry into this vault.
  243. [2012-12-17 20:44:18] * Father_White-Eyes >Access Logs
  244. [2012-12-17 20:45:14] * Rosemary_Thyme notes, "If I understand this correctly, then this room wasn't accessed for a fair portion of a decade *before* the bombs fell."
  245. [2012-12-17 20:46:34] * Rosemary_Thyme adds, "Which makes me wonder what information these systems may have been storing... or compiling... that they would be locked away untouched like that."
  246. [2012-12-17 20:46:55] <Cherry_Topping> "Mmm, let's have a quick recall: desolation and famine. Poisions. Mutations. Monsters of every pretty fuckin' kind. Radiers..." She grins evilly. "Nah, I wouldn't say the after-bombs is much better."
  247. [2012-12-17 20:49:06] <Sephie> "Odd..." Sephie cocks her head. "Either it was really important, or completely unimportant." She looks at Rosemary. "I can't really help down here. I'll be topside, making sure nada de los diablos del peladero get in while you're typing. You want to join me, Cherry?"
  248. [2012-12-17 20:49:10] * Rosemary_Thyme looks at the memory crystals. "We have the devices necessary to read these crystals back in Buckingham. We should definitely take them with us."
  249. [2012-12-17 20:49:14] * Father_White-Eyes "Actually Rosemary_Thyme, a memo I read on the terminal in the other room said that the keycard password system went into effect the day before the bombs fell."
  250. [2012-12-17 20:49:34] <Ilushia> 12The logs listing was long and surprisingly complete. Dating from the day the bombs fell back about six months. There wasn't that much activity in the entrances, less than twenty entries. But the most interesting was definitely the most recent and third to most recent. The most recent, other than the one logged this day, was Prism Glow as well. Seemingly one of her last tasks
  251. [2012-12-17 20:49:34] <Ilushia> 12before the bombs fell. But more interestingly there was another only eighteen hours earlier. The name on that entry was listed as <Deleted>, odd that someone would erase the name but not the record of entry.
  252. [2012-12-17 20:49:49] * Father_White-Eyes "I wonder why the discrepency..."
  253. [2012-12-17 20:50:41] * Rosemary_Thyme looks to Excellence, "Was there something you wished to say, or ask, earlier?"
  254. [2012-12-17 20:50:43] * Father_White-Eyes "How curious."
  255. [2012-12-17 20:50:57] <Cherry_Topping> "Sure, let's go with that, Wings. I could use some air fresher than a century old, anyway." With that, he trots out with Sephie.
  256. [2012-12-17 20:51:03] <Father_White-Eyes> >Data Recall
  257. [2012-12-17 20:51:41] <Ilushia> 12The terminal pauses briefly, before giving a simple request, 'Input File Name:'.
  258. [2012-12-17 20:52:20] * Excellence looked like she was going to poke around, but froze upon being addressed, going back to sitting in place and shaking her head.
  259. [2012-12-17 20:52:32] <Ilushia> 12Those ceiling vents sure are impressive. They keep the room a cool, even temperature even when the outside world was being burned by balefire and for over a century and a half since then with no maintenance! Most impressive indeed.
  260. [2012-12-17 20:52:45] * Sephie stalks out of the maneframe room and back into the mall. She sweeps the immediate area, then sits down with a view of the surrounding area so she can see every angle of approach to the maneframe room's door. "You want to hear a little piece I've been working on?" she asks, unslinging her guitar.
  261. [2012-12-17 20:54:54] * Father_White-Eyes frowns, and backs up to the previous menu.
  262. [2012-12-17 20:55:06] <Father_White-Eyes> >Data Backup
  263. [2012-12-17 20:56:00] <Ilushia> 12The terminal pauses briefly and then comes up again. 'Administrator Password:' flashing on the screen.
  264. [2012-12-17 20:56:25] * Cherry_Topping leans on a damp wall, cleaning idly some of the grime on her horseshoes. "You're such a sweet little piece of griffin... You killed anyone yet? Oh, and suit yourself."
  265. [2012-12-17 20:59:26] <Sephie> "When on contract, and told to kill, I do," Sephie says, settling back against the wall. "And I kill when my life depends on it. Or if I'm desperate for a meal." She tunes the guitar, idly listening to the thrumming of the strings. "When nobody values your life very much, you start to lose the value of it yourself, then realize that no one's life really means anything at all. Es una cosa...
  266. [2012-12-17 20:59:28] <Sephie> ...lastima." She strikes a chord and smiles. "Learned this from a buffalo who said he's seen a real live dragon. Personally, I think he was high." With that, she started strumming an upbeat and perky little melody.
  267. [2012-12-17 21:00:04] * Father_White-Eyes grits his teeth and tries to hack his way past the admin password screen.
  268. [2012-12-17 21:01:35] <Ilushia> 12Alas it's to no avail. Whatever security was in place in this building seemed to be largely beyond Father_White-Eyes, unfortunately.
  269. [2012-12-17 21:04:02] * Father_White-Eyes backs out and tries again.
  270. [2012-12-17 21:04:39] * Rosemary_Thyme looks to Excellence with a slight sadness. "Excellence, if there is something you wish us to know, you have permission to say it. If there is something you want to ask, please do so. However will I know you have a question if you do not ask it?" She smiles and trots over to give Excellence a little kiss on the forehead.
  271. [2012-12-17 21:04:49] * Rosemary_Thyme sits opposite of Excellence and smiles.
  272. [2012-12-17 21:05:15] * Father_White-Eyes mumbles something unprintable, backing out again.
  273. [2012-12-17 21:07:00] * Excellence just mumbled quietly. "I was only wondering how these machines are still running sowawa!" The sudden approach and kiss caught her words in her throat and she quickly clammed up again.
  274. [2012-12-17 21:07:41] * Sephie puts the guitar down. "It's... it's not really finished. Just some random ideas I strung together when not being shot at." She looks up at Cherry_Topping, maybe a little hopefully. "Que penses, amiga?"
  275. [2012-12-17 21:08:21] * Father_White-Eyes calls out to Rosemary_Thyme, "Could you play that recording you have on your pipbuck again, please?"
  276. [2012-12-17 21:10:04] * Cherry_Topping bobs her head and taps her hoof a little to the melody. Her eyes close as she listens. "You kow how to carry a tune, I'll give you that," she says at the end. "You look like you've struck some kind of nice balance, but I don't know, I don't know how long you can still go around, cheerful like that, before the Wasteland breaks you." She pauses. "Though one could try to slow that as much as...
  277. [2012-12-17 21:10:05] * Cherry_Topping ...possible... Say, you're in for some rollercoaster ride if you stick with us, I'd look for some way to protect that pretty instrument of yours if I were you. Not to mention your own feathers," she adds, "but you'll have fun. That, we have plenty of, at least if you have the right kind of sense of humor," she chuckles, with an evil undertone.
  278. [2012-12-17 21:12:04] * Sephie giggles. "I am both intrigued and terrified," she says. "Can't be worse than what I've gotten into so far. Trick is finding the cosas pequenas that make you laugh, or even smile a little." She smiles as she gets up and puts the guitar back over her shoulders. "You keep hold of those, and the Wasteland will never keep you down for long."
  279. [2012-12-17 21:16:17] * Rosemary_Thyme nods to Excellence. "We are wondering that a bit too. Feel free to look around if you would like. You might notice something we have missed."
  280. [2012-12-17 21:16:43] * Rosemary_Thyme then turns and nods to Father_White-Eyes, replaying the recording for him.
  281. [2012-12-17 21:17:36] * Excellence just keeps her head low and creeps off.
  282. [2012-12-17 21:17:49] * Cherry_Topping snickers some more, mostly to herself. "Hah, what to say, I like your style, bird. Guess I could use another one around with a sense of humor, at least for comparison. Welcome aboard the crazy ship," she ends, spiky hoof hanging in midair for a brohoof.
  283. [2012-12-17 21:18:16] * Eclipse trots off for the stairs.
  284. [2012-12-17 21:19:41] * Sephie balls up and talon and fistbumps Cherry_Topping. "Gotta have a sense of humor or the loco gets the best of you," she agrees. "So, you're the murder machine, I take it the zebra is a sneakypants with no people skills, the Scribe's the big contact, the and pegasus is shell-shocked... but I can't place the priest. What's his deal?"
  285. [2012-12-17 21:20:38] * Father_White-Eyes "I heal those who come to harm, and I comfort those beyond my meager skills."
  286. [2012-12-17 21:23:17] * Sephie whirls around, flushed. "Whoa, uh, hi there," she says, not having noticed the others coming up the stairs. "I noticed the former, and I think I forgot to thank you earlier for la magica. I keep forgetting how much better a little itchy magic is than letting the bullet-holes heal naturally."
  287. [2012-12-17 21:23:18] * Cherry_Topping looks surprised. "Good eye, Feathers, good eye. And our ghoul hornhead plays doctor as pasttime, like he said; otherwise, he just hangs around, blabbering about old times, being all poetic and and showing off the stick up his butt. I think it's for structural integrity," she adds in a whisper in Sephie's ear.
  288. [2012-12-17 21:23:46] * Sephie stifles another giggle at that, but she already feels awkward enough.
  289. [2012-12-17 21:41:23] <Ilushia> 12Session Ends.
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