FoE PNP Group 80 Session 12

[18:06] <~Radio|GM>    --- Group 80: The Coltifornia Campaign ---
[18:07] <~Radio|GM>  --- Session 12 ---
[18:07] <~Radio|GM>
[18:07] <~Radio|GM> Wish that I was on ol' Halter Top
[18:07] <~Radio|GM> Down in the ocean bay hills
[18:08] <~Radio|GM> Ain't no smog or smoke up on Halter Top
[18:08] <~Radio|GM> Ain't no pain nor ill
[18:08] <~Radio|GM>
[18:08] <~Radio|GM> I met one stranger trottin' o'er Halter Top
[18:08] <~Radio|GM> Hat tucked over his head
[18:08] <~Radio|GM> Said not a word, just looked at me a bit
[18:08] <~Radio|GM> Then spread his wings and flew on ahead
[18:08] <~Radio|GM>
[18:08] <~Radio|GM> Halter Top, you'll always be!
[18:08] <~Radio|GM> Home sweet home, to me!
[18:08] <~Radio|GM> Good ol' Halter Top!
[18:08] <~Radio|GM> Halter Top's the place for me!
[18:08] <~Radio|GM>
[18:08] <~Radio|GM> ---
[18:08] <~Radio|GM>
[18:09] <~Radio|GM>    >>> Trotters' Fort
[18:09] <~Radio|GM>    >>> Main Courtyard
[18:09] <~Radio|GM> >>> 1456 Hours
[18:09] <~Radio|GM>
[18:10] <~Radio|GM> In Trotters' Fort the group remains. Silk_Rose has her own business to attend, Dumisani and Zemblanity located where they so please. The rest of the afternoon is theirs.
[18:10] <~Radio|GM>
[18:10] <~Radio|GM>    --- Session Begins ---
[18:13] <~Radio|GM>
[18:13] * Silk_Rose has some /very/ important business to attend to.
[18:13] * Zemblanity stretches out a little, having stepped out of The Hop, to take the opportunity to look into purchasing some supplies for their inevitable encounter with Plastic Lining. She'd need something with more heft, if she was going to take down a formidable opponent.
[18:14] <~Radio|GM> Soon, a pair of very exhausted stallions tumbles out of the room with Silk_Rose. If their blushing faces are of any indication, they surely enjoyed their time.
[18:16] <~Radio|GM> Zemblanity finds a trading post near the edges of the fort, located quite close to the infirmary where she spoke to Doctor Needle. A freckled mare of orange coat and cyan mane looks to her as she approaches, sitting behind the stand. "What'll it be?"
[18:17] * Zemblanity looks behind the mare. "Weapons?"
[18:18] * Silk_Rose is a very happy and satisfied mare. She trots her way out of the room a short time afterward, after making sure her mane and tail are nice and tidy. A mare has to look her best, after all.
[18:19] <~Radio|GM> The mare raises a brow. "You're gonna have to tell me more than that. What /kind/ of weapons?"
[18:19] <~Radio|GM> The stallions blink at Silk_Rose on their way out. One of them clears his throat and speaks in an awkward voice. "Hey, uh...thanks, lady. We needed that."
[18:20] * Zemblanity 's player rolls her eyes. "I'm looking for a long-range weapons. High caliber, in as good condition as you can manage."
[18:22] * Silk_Rose smirks. "No problem at all. You're not the only pony who had a good time, you know."
[18:23] <~Radio|GM> The mare manning the trading post nods, as the GM rolls his eyes right back at Zemblanity's player. "Let me take a look." With that, she turns around, rummaging through a few assorted crates in the back of the stand.
[18:23] <~Radio|GM> The stallions blush as one, and quickly make their way back to the Hop without another word.
[18:29] * Silk_Rose starts humming a bit, not really any specific tune... just, humming. She makes her way outside, to check up on what Zemblanity and some of the others are up to.
[18:29] <~Radio|GM> The mare returns with a collection of weapons. "This is what I've got for ya." Her stock includes three Varmint Rifles, two M12 Service Rifles, and a single hunting rifle. The first two of these seem to be in excellent condition, but that hunting rifle has certainly seen better days.
[18:31] * Zemblanity 's fine ass is standing by the trading post. She eyes the hunting rifle. With the longest barrel and largest cartridge among them, it was an appealing choice. "Is there somepony  in town that could fix this?"
[18:31] <~Radio|GM> The mare shrugs. "A few, I guess. But it don't come cheap."
[18:32] * Zemblanity frowns slightly. "How much for this, then?"
[18:34] <~Radio|GM> The mare sucks her teeth, appraising the rifle briefly. "Well, it's in crap condition, so ordinarily I'd just sell it to you for a lower price..." She grins. "But hey. I have a favor that needs doing. So tell you what. Do this little thing for me, won't take more than an hour or two, and I'll hoof it off to ya for free. How's that sound?"
[18:36] * Zemblanity cocks a brow. "A 'little thing'?" She runs over the possibilities in her head. Last time they did a 'little thing', there was quite a lot of running... "What exactly does that entail?"
[18:37] <~Radio|GM> The mare looks to Zemblanity. "Out in those fields right by the Foalsom is an old shack I used to own. It's actually where I lived before I came to this place. If you can retrieve something for me, you'd be doing me a huge favor."
[18:39] * Zemblanity begins to tuck up her mane into her headwrap. There's always a catch. "What /exactly/ am I retrieving?"
[18:40] <~Radio|GM> She grins. "Booze. Two crates of the stuff. Pre-war vintage wine and whiskey tucked away in a little wooden crate in a trapdoor under the shack. The stuff's worth tons."
[18:41] <~Radio|GM> Silk_Rose and Dumisani can quite clearly see Zemblanity talking to the trader mare from where they stand.
[18:42] * Zemblanity pauses. "Two crates inside a crate?"
[18:43] <~Radio|GM> The mare looks to Zemblanity. "Two crates inside a locked crate, and the locked crate under a locked metal trapdoor. Like I said, the stuff's valuable."
[18:44] * Zemblanity looks back at her, still frowning. "And there's a key?"
[18:47] <~Radio|GM> The mare holds up two brass-colored keys held on a string. "Right here for the trapdoor. And right here for the crates." Her expression suddenly sobers, as she looks to Zemblanity. "Hey. I know what you're thinking. If the stuff's so valuable, why am I trusting a total stranger? Word's been going around that you're trying to get Fortune Finder back. And trust me, that's no small thing." She giggles. "That said, I'm not gonna let
[18:48] <~Radio|GM> you off scot-free with a gun for it. Not yet, anyway."
[18:48] * Zemblanity takes the keys in her magic. "I wasn't thinking that, but I appreciate your kindness."
[18:49] * Silk_Rose trots her way over to Zemblanity with the biggest smile on her face. "Zemmy! Where have you been?" She gives a huuuuge hug.
[18:49] * Zemblanity goes stonefaced as she's hugged mid-conversation. "Hi, Rose. We have a job."
[18:50] <~Radio|GM> The mare regards Silk_Rose's arrival, turning back to Zemblanity. "Friend of yours?"
[18:51] * Zemblanity gives the shopkeep a nod, but turns her attention back to Rose. "Where is Limuko...?"
[18:53] * Silk_Rose shrugs. "I haven't seen him! I've been a little busy. I found some stuff for us to check out, too!"
[18:54] * Zemblanity raises a brow. "I... sent him to find you..." Perhaps she needed to reevaluate these new companions. "But more work is always good." She gives the shopkeep another nod, and starts to trot away. "This shouldn't take long."
[18:56] <~Radio|GM> The mare calls after the pair. "Oh hey! Just be careful out there, I've heard stories of bandits holing out in those parts!"
[18:57] <~Radio|GM> She taps her hooves together, almost in embarassment. "It's, uh...why I don't want to go out there and do it for myself."
[18:57] * Zemblanity flicks her tail errantly. She'd already assumed that something was preventing her from doing so. It's usually the case. "We may need to do some killing. Though... I suspect you're already on your /game/, Rose."
[19:01] <~Radio|GM> Meanwhile, in another universe, Silk_Rose's player realizes that the OOC chat misses them.
[19:02] ->> Attempting to join #Group80OOC
[19:06] * Silk_Rose smirks at Zemblanity. "As astute as ever." She bumps her side with her flank. "We really need to get you a very special friend, Zemmy!"
[19:07] * Zemblanity bumps back. "When I retire, maybe."
[19:08] <~Radio|GM> The twins let them by with a single, synchronized nod, and they are back on their way out on the trails by the Foalsom River.
[19:10] * Zemblanity floats her crossbow to her side. "Eyes peeled. We're looking for a shack." She sniffs, frowning.
[19:11] <~Radio|GM> It isn't long before they come across a small wooden shack, right where the trader mare had told them it would be! It's old, wooden beams creaking in the afternoon breeze.
[19:13] * Zemblanity slinks down, assuming a sneaking pose...
[19:13] * Silk_Rose follows sneakily behind Zemblanity!
[19:15] <~Radio|GM> Neither pony is as sneaky as they'd like to be, unfortunately, the gravel beneath their hooves rattling as they trot on.
[19:15] <~Radio|GM> Voices sound from the distance, as does the sound of hooves trotting on dirt.
[19:16] * Zemblanity looks for a place to hide herself immediately!
[19:17] <~Radio|GM> A few large boulders and some very dry logs are scattered about, providing Zemblanity with ample hiding space.
[19:18] * Zemblanity slides behind a large boulder, then. She readies that crossbow!
[19:19] * Silk_Rose ducks down behind a different boulder!
[19:21] <~Radio|GM> Both are hidden sufficiently well, hidden from whoever those voices belong to. As they approach, their voices become clearer, belonging to what seems to be a group of three stallions.
[19:21] <~Radio|GM> "...damn long time just to take a piss."
[19:21] <~Radio|GM> "Shut up."
[19:21] <~Radio|GM> "No, you. It's getting dark, I want to get back."
[19:21] <~Radio|GM> "Hey, quiet."
[19:21] <~Radio|GM> "Oh, you lit-"
[19:22] <~Radio|GM> "No! Really. I think I heard something just now."
[19:22] <~Radio|GM> Some silence.
[19:22] <~Radio|GM> "...I'm going to look around."
[19:22] <~Radio|GM> The sound of trotting hooves pounding on gravel now sounds.
[19:23] * Zemblanity steals a glance at Rose. She waves her hoof 3 times, then mouths "3... 2... 1..."
[19:24] <~Radio|GM> The sound suddenly stops, as the voice barks out adjacent to Zemblanity's position. "Aha!" A stallion of brown coat and black mane suddenly appears, leaping in front of Zemblanity, varmint rifle held up and aimed at her head. "Just who the hell are you?"
[19:25] * Zemblanity looks him over, eyebrow cocked. "Taking a leak! You?!" She asks, looking very offended. She crosses her hindlegs for emphasis.
[19:27] * Silk_Rose quickly casts her Soft Light spell, and props herself up on her boulder. "Hey! Who are you to peep on a mare while she's doing her business!?"
[19:32] <~Radio|GM> The stallion with the rifle narrows his eyes. "Yeah, and I'm Princess Celestia. What are you really doing here?" He looks now to Silk_Rose, blinking once before rubbing his eyes and looking to her again. He...doesn't seem to really be fazed by what he sees, and neither does the second stallion standing close by. The third stallion, on the other hand, can't seem to take his eyes off of the pretty mare.
[19:33] <~Radio|GM> The first stallion with the rifle regains his composure and glares sharply at Silk_Rose. "I don't know what you're doing here, missy, but you weren't here to take a leak. What do you want?" He looks to his companions for emphasis. "We're some mean-ass fuckers who don't like trespassers, aren't we?" The second stallion nods with a wicked grin, as the third one...continues to stare at the pretty Silk_Rose.
[19:38] * Silk_Rose rolls her eyes. "Well /duh/, you don't go someplace to take a leak. You do that while you're on your way to someplace! Me and my friend here are heading to the big city to make it big!" She grins. "Who knows, soon enough you might be able to see us in magazines, you know the ones, and maybe more if we're lucky!"
[19:39] * Zemblanity gives a quick nod.
[19:40] <~Radio|GM> The third stallion continues to stare. "Magazines..." He's practically drooling!
[19:41] <~Radio|GM> The second stallion gives him a good whack upside the head. "Snap out of it, ya stupid shit."
[19:42] * Zemblanity does have a figure that's very appealing to the eye... Even if she's not as pretty as Rose. She steals another glance at Rose. This /was/ why she was here, after all. Situations exactly like this one.
[19:42] <~Radio|GM> The first one sighs at this display of stupidity, looking back to the two mares. "I don't care what you're doing. I just want you to get the fuck out of here. I don't care if you're the Princess, I'll leave you with a bullet in your side if that's what it takes to get you out of here."
[19:46] * Silk_Rose gives an exagurrated pout. "Oh... fine. Just give my friend a little privacy to do her business and we'll get out of your mane." She snickers a bit. "She has a shy bladder."
[19:46] * Zemblanity gives her best nervous fidget.
[19:47] <~Radio|GM> "I said, get /out/!" With that, the first stallion fires a shot into the air, the crack of gunfire piercing the late afternoon.
[19:49] * Zemblanity mutters an "If you insist..." and unleashes a hail of crossbow-based death!
[19:54] <~Radio|GM> The stallion's eyes go wide as three bolts rip through his frame, sticking grotesquely from his torso. He's on his very last legs, he isn't going to get out of this alive...but he still stands. He looks to Zemblanity, face contorted in a mix of pain and disbelief, lips parted in a faint whisper. "What..."
[19:59] * Zemblanity debates finishing the dumbstruck stallion off, but instead turns her attention to the stallion who previously smacked the other. She gives him the same crossbow treatment!
[20:41] <~Radio|GM> The stallion that Zemblanity fired upon is dead, oh so very dead. His wounded companion just watches his friend fall, struck dumb with pain and shock, as the last unwounded stallion shakes his mane. Pretty or not, he realizes that these mares are trouble! He reaches down to look for...nothing. His ears pin back as he realizes he has no viable weapon. As one last resort, he fishes out an object from his saddlebags and hurls it bl
[20:42] <~Radio|GM> indly at the two mares.
[20:45] <~Radio|GM> The object lands squarely against Zemblanity's torso. A crystalline shattering noise sounds out, as shards of glass fall to the ground, as Zemblanity finds herself suddenly drenched in cold liquid. With that smell and that color, there's no mistaking that liquid as urine.
[20:47] * Zemblanity looks between the corpse, soon-to-be corpse, and living stallion. "I just murdered your two friends for pulling weapons on me... Just /what/ do you think I'm going to do to you?"
[20:49] <~Radio|GM> The stallion trembles visibly, as he simply guns it, turning tail and running as far as he can away from the scene. He doesn't make it as far as he'd like.
[20:53] * Zemblanity grimaces as she sniffs herself. "Going to need a shower..." She mutters.
[20:54] * Silk_Rose watches as the desperate stallion runs, and takes her rifle in her magic. She points it at the dying stallion. "Touch your weapon, and you die. My friend is going to take your gun, and I'm gonna come over and fix you up. Then you're going to tell us what we want to know. Do you understand?"
[20:55] * Zemblanity says, completely stone-faced, "And his clothes."
[20:56] * Silk_Rose smirks. "You heard her. Strip!"
[20:57] <~Radio|GM> The stallion just stands dumbly, watching with eyes blank. His time is running out, and it shows, as he pants deeply. His eyes close as he whispers. "Fine...just...help me..."
[20:57] * Silk_Rose nods to Zemblanity, keeping her weapon trained while she waits for her friend to disarm the stallion.
[20:58] * Zemblanity kicks his varmint rifle to the side, levitating on to her back as she helps the stallion take his clothes off, wiping herself off on them as she does. "Try not to break the bolts, Rose." She says, seeing if any of the ones in the dead stallion are salvageable.
[21:00] * Silk_Rose barely knows the butt from the barrel. She's not the kind of pony who should be having anything to do with a conventional firearm. Now magic crystals and flux capacitors, those are more her style.
[21:01] * Silk_Rose waits for Zemblanity to finish stripping the stallion before she trots on over to take care of him.
[21:03] <~Radio|GM> All three of the bolts in the corpse prove serviceable.
[21:05] <~Radio|GM> The stallion groans, barely conscious, as he is relieved of his belongings until he is left only in his bare coat. Zemblanity is left with leather armor of poor condition, as well as a small saddlebag filled with 27 caps and 22 rounds of 5.56 ammunition. His varmint rifle is actually in very good shape.
[21:05] <~Radio|GM> Scratch that, three of the four bolts prove serviceable.
[21:06] * Zemblanity continues to clean herself with the armor, and splits the caps with Rose, 13/14. She pockets the ammo, and intends to sell the rifle to that Trader.
[21:07] * Silk_Rose settles in next to the stallion, and touches her horn to him, invoking the healing magic.
[21:10] * Zemblanity wipes her face off with the sleeve. "You and your friends have some gall, threatening strangers like that." She says, scrubbing the urnine off of her Night's Service emblems.
[21:11] <~Radio|GM> Two more crossbow bolts prove srviceable, he third snapping as it comes out with a sickening squelching noise. The stallion is too weak even to respond to the pain, or to answer Zemblanity's query.
[21:13] * Zemblanity frowns. Well, she'd have to get more, somewhere. She turns to look at the shack. "You question him, I'll poke around inside."
[21:13] * Zemblanity adds. "If he runs, shoot him in the legs, at least."
[21:16] * Silk_Rose nods, and turns to the stallion. "Before you even think of trying to overpower me, remember! Magic burns don't heal so easy as being shot." She smirks. "And I'm likely the only pony for /miles/ who would even try to keep you alive."
[21:16] * Zemblanity heads up to the shack, weapon loaded and drawn once more, and magics the door open!
[21:18] * Silk_Rose finishes making sure the stallion isn't ready to just keel over, and starts questioning! "Why were you so quick to pull a gun on us? What are you hiding?"
[21:21] <~Radio|GM> The stallion groans softly. "We're not...hiding nothing. Really. We just live here." He looks to his dead companion. "You shot him."
[21:22] * Silk_Rose glares at him. "And you were gonna shoot a mare for peeing behind a rock. Your point?"
[21:23] <~Radio|GM> The door opens with a creak, revealing a bare wooden interior. It seems those three have taken up residence here, a box filled with various foodstuffs stashed in a corner, a few chairs scattered about with a table placed atop a very large, very dusty pre-war rug.
[21:23] <~Radio|GM> The stallion bows his head and says nothing.
[21:24] * Zemblanity chuckles softly as she moves the rug aside with telekinesis. Oldest trick in the playbook.
[21:24] * Silk_Rose adds, "And you're lucky I'm a big softie, because my friend likely would have made sure you were down for the count."
[21:25] <~Radio|GM> Zemblanity's instinct shows true. There's the trapdoor as promised.
[21:25] <~Radio|GM> The stallion looks up. "Yeah. You're a real hero."
[21:26] * Zemblanity tries both keys in the lock, unsure of which was which.
[21:29] <~Radio|GM> The second of the two keys proves to be the correct one, as the trapdoor opens with a *creak* and reveals a largish crate in its dark interior.
[21:30] * Zemblanity frowns. She hadn't mentioned that it would be so cumbersome. Can she even lift it?
[21:31] <~Radio|GM> The crate proves to be rather heavy. It seems Silk_Rose is going to need to help.
[21:32] * Zemblanity curses her luck. She should have asked for a cart... With a sigh, she returns to the stallion and Rose.
[21:37] * Zemblanity frowns. "Bad news, Rose. We'll both have to carry the crate."
[21:41] * Silk_Rose frowns. "Really? You can't lift it? Figures..." She sighs, and gets up.
[21:42] * Zemblanity frowns even more, but says nothing.
[21:43] <~Radio|GM> The stallion stays where he is, too weak and too befuddled to do anything.
[21:43] * Zemblanity threatens him once more with death if he moves, and leads Rose to the crate..
[21:46] <~Radio|GM> The crate sits there.
[21:47] <Zemblanity> "On three... One... two... Three." She says, casting telekinesis with a grunt.
[21:48] * Silk_Rose joins in on three!
[21:49] <~Radio|GM> The crate proves much easier with two ponies handling it!
[21:50] * Zemblanity eases it outside and on to the ground, where she can see it in the daylight. "Fantastic... Now..." She turns to their prisoner. "What'd he tell you?"
[21:53] <~Radio|GM> The stallion just sits there, still quiet.
[21:54] * Silk_Rose huffs. "He says they were living here and 'didn't know nothing'." She rolls her eyes. "I don't know if I believe him."
[21:56] * Zemblanity stands over him. "I don't think I do either... You were far too quick on the draw."
[21:57] <~Radio|GM> He remains quiet for a long time. "I'm...not lying. Really. I'm not."
[21:58] * Silk_Rose smirks. "I mean, really. How bad would it have been to let Zemmy water your flowers?"
[21:59] * Zemblanity sighs softly.
[22:00] <~Radio|GM> The stallion turns his head away and says nothing.
[22:04] * Zemblanity looks to Rose. "Let's leave him, Rose. He has nothing left for us." She trots over and looks him in the eyes.
[22:04] <~Radio|GM> He looks back up to Zemblanity, eyes frowning. "You tried to kill me, then you saved me. Are you gonna kill me again?"
[22:05] * Zemblanity shakes her head. "No. No need to waste any more ammo on you."
[22:05] * Silk_Rose rolls her eyes. "Hey. We're the ones that tried to talk it out. You're the one who got all shooty!"
[22:06] <~Radio|GM> "I didn't even shoot /at/ you, lady."
[22:06] <Zemblanity> "Out here, a threat is a promise. You threatened violence, we responded."
[22:07] <~Radio|GM> He says nothing.
[22:08] * Zemblanity begins trotting, crate floating with her. "Do you have a name?"
[22:09] <~Radio|GM> "Malt Shake."
[22:10] * Zemblanity smiles softly. "Goodbye, Malt Shake."
[22:11] <~Radio|GM> He turns away and says nothing at all.
[22:11] <~Radio|GM> By now, the sky is darkening as you amke your way back to Trotters' Fort with the crate.
[22:12] * Zemblanity wasn't expecting him to. She trots off, seeking a shower in Trotter's.
[22:13] * Silk_Rose smirks as they carry the crate back. "You knooow, if you need some help scrubbing the smell out, I can help you a hoof."
[22:13] <Silk_Rose> lend you a hoof*
[22:13] <~Radio|GM> "...Very honorable of you."
[22:13] <~Radio|GM> A voice sounds from above. The sky has darkened considerably now, an it isn't immediately clear who the voice belongs to.
[22:14] * Zemblanity looks up. Were they at the gates already?
[22:14] * Silk_Rose glances around toward the sound of the voice, a little weirded out.
[22:15] <~Radio|GM> They are still a ways from the gate. The voice sounds again, this time sounding from behind them. "Good to see that honor is still alive."
[22:15] * Zemblanity casts light? "Who's there?"
[22:17] * Zemblanity whirls around a few times, too.
[22:18] <~Radio|GM> Nopony seems there. But the voice speaks again. "But watch your step. You're tangling yourselves in something dangerous."
[22:18] * Silk_Rose turns quickly to look behind them!
[22:19] <~Radio|GM> Nothing is there!
[22:20] * Zemblanity frowns. "It's not helping to be cryptic and mysterious..."
[22:20] <~Radio|GM> "You're one to talk."
[22:21] * Silk_Rose adds, "Not to mention creepy..."
[22:21] * Zemblanity frowns hard at the disembodied voice. "Am I? What am I hiding, then?"
[22:22] <~Radio|GM> "You know an awful lot about hiding. I know the kind of work you do."
[22:23] * Zemblanity furrows her brow. "I'm a killer. That's no secret." She says, voice stern and level.
[22:24] <~Radio|GM> "So are the ones after you."
[22:26] * Zemblanity nods slowly. "You mentioned that. Can you tell us exactly what's going on her, in all your apparent omnipotence?"
[22:26] <Zemblanity> here*
[22:26] <~Radio|GM> "Of course. To begin, yo-"
[22:26] * Silk_Rose smirks. "Omniscience."
[22:26] <~Radio|GM> A beat.
[22:27] <~Radio|GM> "...My apologies. I have to go." A faint sigh. "You'll find me in the Hop tomorrow morning at eight in the morning. Find me there if you'd like to talk."
[22:28] <~Radio|GM> With that, the sound of rushing wind and fluttering wings sounds, as something rushes above into the night sky above your heads and disappears without another sound.
[22:28] * Zemblanity looks up. "Did a bird just talk to us?"
[22:30] * Silk_Rose scrunches her nose and looks toward the sound of the wingflutters. "I... don't know."
[22:34] * Zemblanity sighs softly and continues her trek to Trotter's Fort. "After I take a shower... I think I could use a drink..."
[22:34] * Silk_Rose smirks. "Want me to join you?"
[22:36] * Zemblanity smiles and nods. "Yeah... you can."
[22:36] * Silk_Rose grins wide. "I think I might join you for the drink too, now that I think about it."
[22:37] * Zemblanity hangs her head. "You know what I meant.
[22:38] * Silk_Rose can't help but giggle. After a moment she simply says, "You're just too easy, Zemmy."
[22:38] <~Radio|GM> --- End Session ---
[22:38] <~Radio|GM> All characters gain 200 XP, because the GM says so.
[22:39] <~Radio|GM> For their efforts and successful mission, Zemblanity and Silk_Rose gain an additional 250 XP.
[22:39] <~Radio|GM> Silk_Rose gains 1 Karma for her relative kindness.