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- [2013-09-06 23:25:50] <Kendall_GM> 4 Session 4 start
- [2013-09-06 23:28:01] <Kendall_GM> 4 Having reunited after their ordeals, the group have been taken to the farming district. Stuck inside a greenhouse with three thugs, one more has appeared with the message "The boss will see you now. May Celestia have mercy on your souls."
- [2013-09-06 23:29:26] * Apricot_Tarts is slightly pissed about Copper
- [2013-09-06 23:29:46] * Edna_Stonetalon walks on in "You know she's dead right?"
- [2013-09-06 23:31:12] * Iris looks sullen. Even through the armor.
- [2013-09-06 23:33:00] <Iris> "We should be keeping a low-profile," she grumbles.
- [2013-09-06 23:34:36] * Ginger_Ails is just happy to be clean.
- [2013-09-06 23:35:28] * Fleet_Fortune eyes Edna_Stonetalon. This Griffon doesn't seem to have much... self-preservation instinct. She trots behind, nodding at Iris's comment. "Ponies tend to hold grudges. Especially ones who sink ships they think have zebras on them..."
- [2013-09-06 23:36:17] * Apricot_Tarts mumbles something about loose lips sinking ships,
- [2013-09-06 23:36:22] <Ginger_Ails> *mumbles. "Only half a obe..."
- [2013-09-06 23:39:42] <Ginger_Ails> *one
- [2013-09-06 23:39:59] <Kendall_GM> 4 Copper, Star and the two other underlings all lead the others to a largish room, surrounded by plant life. An earth pony mare with black fetlocks makes her way around them, tending to the gently.
- [2013-09-06 23:41:37] * Iris doesn't remove her armor.
- [2013-09-06 23:41:47] * Iris It's the only thing between her and residual filth...
- [2013-09-06 23:43:51] * Ginger_Ails moves over close to Fleet_Fortune. "I'm very happy to see you made it, Miss Fortune. Hate to think my efforts were wasted." He gives half a smile. Imminent bad fortune is no reason not to be friendly.
- [2013-09-06 23:46:03] * Iris would contest that sentiment, but she's more focused on /not/ getting the party killed.
- [2013-09-06 23:46:30] * Edna_Stonetalon yawns "Who was in charge here?"
- [2013-09-06 23:48:47] * Fleet_Fortune glances at Ginger_Ails, muttering a quiet, "It looks like I had it easier than you did." She scrunches her nose a bit. "It smells, and looks, like you've all been swimming in... filth."
- [2013-09-06 23:49:11] * Apricot_Tarts looks around, trying to get a sense of their situation, finding possible places suitable for cover and the likes.
- [2013-09-06 23:49:32] <Apricot_Tarts> "That hits the nail on the head mrs. fortune."
- [2013-09-06 23:50:00] * Apricot_Tarts sighs "To say it bluntly, we swam in shit. Literally."
- [2013-09-06 23:50:28] <Iris> "It was very unpleasant."
- [2013-09-06 23:50:38] * Ginger_Ails shares the grimace. "Quite... Accurate. Me worst of all, I got a bit flushed. Luckily I've got a spell for that." He is squeaky clean after casting 'clean' before walking over.
- [2013-09-06 23:50:47] <Iris> "And there were... /other/ things that made the trip harder to endure."
- [2013-09-06 23:50:59] * Iris stares at Ginger_Ails.
- [2013-09-06 23:51:09] <Kendall_GM> 4 The unicorn of the group makes his way to the mare, whispering something to her before leaving. She continues working quietly, "You know, it is polite to introduce yourselves when entering another's home. But please, do continue to talk amongst yourselves."
- [2013-09-06 23:51:18] <Iris> "... you had that spell this /whole/ time!" she whines suddenly.
- [2013-09-06 23:51:57] * Apricot_Tarts looks to the working mare. "Well, we didn't exactly come here because we wanted to."
- [2013-09-06 23:52:35] * Edna_Stonetalon "Didn't know this was a home.... I'm Eddie!" smiling wide at the mare
- [2013-09-06 23:53:06] * Iris hangs her head.
- [2013-09-06 23:53:41] <Iris> "Right," she says, looking up. "We're not used to thinking of greenhouses as homes."
- [2013-09-06 23:54:58] * Ginger_Ails stays quiet. He figured being lead to the boss would involve an introduction from the underlings.
- [2013-09-06 23:55:15] <Iris> "I'm Iris," the armor-clad mare says, a little muffled and echo-y in the helmet.
- [2013-09-06 23:56:02] * Fleet_Fortune looks to the mare, and adds her own, "Fleet Fortune."
- [2013-09-06 23:56:08] <Apricot_Tarts> "I'm Apricot Tarts."
- [2013-09-06 23:58:41] <Kendall_GM> 4 The mare stops working and trots over to the group, looking them all over before moving over to Copper, Star and the other stallion. They all look scared shitless.
- [2013-09-07 00:00:04] * Iris catches the stallions' looks, but regardless of what her face says, her metal mask knows no fear.
- [2013-09-07 00:04:35] * Fleet_Fortune isn't really afraid, but she is wary.
- [2013-09-07 00:05:08] * Apricot_Tarts subtly eyes the mare back
- [2013-09-07 00:07:23] * Edna_Stonetalon is absolutely not checking her out....
- [2013-09-07 00:08:24] * Ginger_Ails keeps an eye out, giving a look at their condition. Probably more fit then the workers were.
- [2013-09-07 00:08:49] <Kendall_GM> 4 The mare smiles at Star, "Excellent work today darling, you go stand outside, ok?" She moves to Copper, tutting, "You big cry baby, got scared again? Go on, we'll talk later." She then turns to the last stallion from the sewers as the other two scuttle out.
- [2013-09-07 00:11:02] * Apricot_Tarts leans close to Iris and whispers "I don't like this. Seem...wierd."
- [2013-09-07 00:12:02] <Iris> "Organized crime is what it seems like," Iris whispers back.
- [2013-09-07 00:15:35] <Kendall_GM> 4 The mare pats his shoulder, "I heard you tried to kill one of guests? Yes? Now I'm not annoyed that you tried, I'm annoyed that you failed and then led THESE FUCKS RIGHT TO MY FUCKING DOOR!" In one move, she whips her leg and breaks his neck, stamping on his head, "WHAT THE FUCK DO I DO WHEN THE AUTHS ARRIVE?! HUH?!"
- [2013-09-07 00:16:35] <Iris> "Clearly this is not a mare to trust with our lives," Iris says, cold and loud.
- [2013-09-07 00:16:40] * Apricot_Tarts flinches a bit. Memories from Basic training...
- [2013-09-07 00:17:08] * Edna_Stonetalon blink blinks "I like her. She has a sense of humor."
- [2013-09-07 00:17:27] <Edna_Stonetalon> "She's funny"*
- [2013-09-07 00:17:52] * Fleet_Fortune winces slightly, and takes a step back. This mare is quick, and she wants as much time to react as possible if things go south.
- [2013-09-07 00:21:04] <Kendall_GM> 4 The mare takes in a deep breath and flicks some blood off her fetlocks, turning to the group, "So, before I throw you to the authorities and give my colts something to watch, why are you here?"
- [2013-09-07 00:22:22] * Apricot_Tarts makes a step forward, her "telekinetic hand" near the holster of her pistol. "Because our ship gto drstroyed by this one here and the colts offered us a deal."
- [2013-09-07 00:22:23] * Ginger_Ails doesn't shy away, but doesn't offer challenge. Typical gang leader.
- [2013-09-07 00:23:00] * Iris would wholeheartedly agree with Ginger_Ails's assessment of the situation.
- [2013-09-07 00:23:43] <Edna_Stonetalon> "Ummm.... you need some mercs?"
- [2013-09-07 00:23:57] <Iris> "No, Edna. Just... no."
- [2013-09-07 00:24:40] <Iris> "We're here to /not/ die," Iris answers the black mare.
- [2013-09-07 00:24:47] * Fleet_Fortune gives a bit of a frown. "I for one... would much rather be someplace else. We're not here by choice."
- [2013-09-07 00:27:43] * Iris looks back and forth at the state of her comrades...
- [2013-09-07 00:27:43] <Kendall_GM> 4 The mare smirks at them, "Well, this is interesting. How badly do you not want to die?"
- [2013-09-07 00:29:04] * Fleet_Fortune taps a hoof, giving a 'hmmm'. "You want something. What's your offer?"
- [2013-09-07 00:30:11] * Iris uses Fleet_Fortune's words as a cover to discuss something with Apricot. She leans in to whisper.
- [2013-09-07 00:31:59] * Ginger_Ails remains close to Fleet_Fortune, listening to the negotiation.
- [2013-09-07 00:32:41] <Kendall_GM> 4 She chuckles, "Oh, yes, yes I do. You do this first job for me, I'll keep you all a secret. Even stripey here. Keep working for me, I think you'll find it very attractive. So tell me, what do you want?"
- [2013-09-07 00:33:44] * Edna_Stonetalon shrugs "Info would be nice right now. Like where we are and what the hell happened on this tub."
- [2013-09-07 00:34:46] * Apricot_Tarts argues in secret with Iris that they can off her any time. Right now she's a valuable asset.
- [2013-09-07 00:35:59] * Fleet_Fortune thinks for a few moments. There are a few things that are important... "...In the long run, we want off this thing. In the short run... We want access. As high as we can get." She gives quite a nice smile. "On the plus, that would help you out too. Less fuss for us, less tracks back to you, yeah?"
- [2013-09-07 00:37:17] * Iris says she isn't interested in doing any "jobs" for this scumbag of a mare.
- [2013-09-07 00:38:20] * Iris ... to Apricot in secret, of course.
- [2013-09-07 00:39:13] * Apricot_Tarts isn't too happy either, but rather lifes to see another day :/
- [2013-09-07 00:39:51] * Iris says she'll open the discussion up to the others when they all get a moment of privacy.
- [2013-09-07 00:40:33] * Ginger_Ails speaks up for the first time. "Of course, we have a variety of skills. Skills that can be made available if the deal is mutually beneficial."
- [2013-09-07 00:42:40] * Edna_Stonetalon ponders "I can kinda hack terminals....."
- [2013-09-07 00:42:43] <Kendall_GM> 4 The mare smiles and gestures for them to follow her, "See, getting higher in this place is hard. Even I don't have access to the second or inner tiers. I can get you into the third at least, for a price. As for information, you'll want to talk to somepony else."
- [2013-09-07 00:43:03] <Apricot_Tarts> "Who?"
- [2013-09-07 00:43:34] * Iris moves up to Fleet_Fortune's unoccupied side.
- [2013-09-07 00:43:54] * Iris The metal mare is a bit bulky... but she looks /eminently/ well-armored.
- [2013-09-07 00:44:07] <Apricot_Tarts> "I have a few other questions, concerning the jobs. A questionaire of some sorts."
- [2013-09-07 00:45:46] * Fleet_Fortune follows the mare, but keeps her eye on her at all times. She's seen what she can do. "Third is a start. What kind of price are we talking?"
- [2013-09-07 00:46:36] * Ginger_Ails sticks close to Fleet_Fortune, following the mare.
- [2013-09-07 00:47:26] * Edna_Stonetalon follows along "I'm guessing killing someone"
- [2013-09-07 00:48:22] * Iris also watches the black coated mare... but occasionally glances over at Ginger_Ails every now and then.
- [2013-09-07 00:50:12] <Kendall_GM> 4 "Who? Hmmm... there is one pony I know of. Well, I think he was a pony at some point. He was around with the first few. And correct feathers, I want somepony dead." She leads the group into a dining room, laden with vegetables.
- [2013-09-07 00:50:29] * Ginger_Ails keeps his ever present smile on, and his eyes and ears open.
- [2013-09-07 00:52:37] * Ginger_Ails 's tail bobs as he walks, keeping pace with an internal rhythm.
- [2013-09-07 00:54:08] * Edna_Stonetalon shrugs "Wont be the first I've killed for caps."
- [2013-09-07 00:54:52] <Apricot_Tarts> "Would be a first for me and I need a damn good reason other than 'it'll keep you alive'."
- [2013-09-07 00:55:37] <Edna_Stonetalon> "Meh, the life of a merc."
- [2013-09-07 00:55:41] * Iris stays silent. The only sound she makes is the regular clomp of her boots on the ground.
- [2013-09-07 00:56:04] * Iris looks at the ground a bit, actually. What is it made of?
- [2013-09-07 00:56:22] * Fleet_Fortune eyes Apricot_Tarts, but turns back to the boss mare. "We need the who, and where, first."
- [2013-09-07 00:56:49] <Iris> "And a why."
- [2013-09-07 00:57:20] * Fleet_Fortune eyes Iris, too. "Like I said, a who and a where, first."
- [2013-09-07 00:58:34] * Iris looks over at Fleet_Fortune. The metal mask by itself isn't particularly scary, but perhaps when combined with a cold, brown-eyed gaze...
- [2013-09-07 00:59:07] * Iris looks back at the organized-crime leader-mare.
- [2013-09-07 00:59:52] <Apricot_Tarts> "I think I know the why. It's a political game. You need that somepony dead to gain something you couldn't otherwise. Now, you can't send your own guys, that would be too obvious. You need somepony who operates outside the equation. A new variable nobody expects. And that's where we come into place, amirite?"
- [2013-09-07 01:01:09] <Kendall_GM> 4 The mare gestures for them to sit, the unicorn stallion from earlier stood by the table. She smiles, "Correct. Now, what do you know of the Center?"
- [2013-09-07 01:02:02] * Edna_Stonetalon takes a seat "That it's called the center." pondering for a bit then adding "And that this place is a fuckin huge ship"
- [2013-09-07 01:02:11] <Apricot_Tarts> "Next to nothing."
- [2013-09-07 01:02:11] <Iris> "You'll excuse me if I remain standing. I'm a bit filthy, currently," Iris says.
- [2013-09-07 01:02:23] * Ginger_Ails "it's probably in the middle. We just got here."
- [2013-09-07 01:03:32] * Fleet_Fortune takes a seat. "Hence the request for 'information'. What is it?"
- [2013-09-07 01:06:43] * Iris stands by a seat close to the group.
- [2013-09-07 01:06:53] <Kendall_GM> 4 She points at Iris, "Veil, mind cleaning her up? We're going to discuss business." The unicorn bows and gestures for Iris to follow him. The mare directs her attention to the others, "I can't tell you much about the history of it. I can tell you about the outer tier though."
- [2013-09-07 01:07:38] * Edna_Stonetalon shrugs "I suppose that will due."
- [2013-09-07 01:07:52] <Iris> "No, thank you," Iris says, fixing her gaze on the unicorn stallionservant momentarily.
- [2013-09-07 01:08:55] <Kendall_GM> 4 The unicorn blinks and gestures again.
- [2013-09-07 01:10:36] * Iris looks back to the unnamed black-coated mare, ignoring the unicorn stallion.
- [2013-09-07 01:11:41] * Fleet_Fortune ignores the exchange between Iris and the unicorn. "Please, tell us what you can."
- [2013-09-07 01:13:56] * Ginger_Ails sticks to Fleet_Fortune, all business.
- [2013-09-07 01:15:31] * Fleet_Fortune is a businesspony at heart.
- [2013-09-07 01:16:36] <Kendall_GM> 4 The mare starts to take some veg for herself, "There are three districts, if you will, in the outer tier. Farming, medicine and munitions. You live, work and die in your district. That is just the way it is. Each is divided between different groups, more or less gangs, and then those are controlled by one head gang. The Green Locks, The Mongrels and The Iron Horns."
- [2013-09-07 01:20:55] * Ginger_Ails nods along. Par for the course for gang politics.
- [2013-09-07 01:21:14] <Apricot_Tarts> I guess we're in the farming district that is controlled by the Green Locks then."
- [2013-09-07 01:21:34] * Iris listens carefully.
- [2013-09-07 01:22:02] * Fleet_Fortune thinks this over for a few moments. "And you want us to mess with another group, right?"
- [2013-09-07 01:24:14] <Kendall_GM> 4 The mare chuckles, "In the district? My dear, you're sat in their dining room. Black Hooves, head of the Green Locks, and if you hadn't just drifted onto this boat by mistake I'd have had you shot for not knowing that. Carrot anyone?"
- [2013-09-07 01:26:04] * Apricot_Tarts takes some veggies and thanks the mare. "I see. Now what do you want *exactly*?"
- [2013-09-07 01:26:14] * Ginger_Ails graciously accepts.
- [2013-09-07 01:26:20] * Fleet_Fortune nods, but only because the mare had already taken some for herself. "Thank you."
- [2013-09-07 01:26:59] * Edna_Stonetalon takes a carrot and nibbles "These are good and all... but do you got any meat? Fish will due"
- [2013-09-07 01:27:47] * Iris doesn't move to take any of the food.
- [2013-09-07 01:28:32] * Iris She flexes her knees a bit, armor sliding back and forth at the joints with a few soft creaks.
- [2013-09-07 01:32:15] * Fleet_Fortune nibbles her carrot slowly, still watching the mare.
- [2013-09-07 01:34:04] <Kendall_GM> 4 Black Hooves shakes her head, "No meat on this ship. And I want you to do a lot. First, a delivery to The Mongrels. That'll earn my silence. Fuck it up, and I'll drop a Luna-dammed Warden on you." Veil flinches at the mention of a warden.
- [2013-09-07 01:35:01] <Apricot_Tarts> "Delivery, huh? Sounds easy enough."
- [2013-09-07 01:35:11] * Apricot_Tarts immedeatly regrets saying that...
- [2013-09-07 01:36:26] * Edna_Stonetalon raises a claw "Is it a bomb?"
- [2013-09-07 01:36:29] <Iris> "Miss... Black Hooves," Iris says.
- [2013-09-07 01:38:02] <Iris> "I'd advise you not to threaten us lightly. We have our own methods of recourse."
- [2013-09-07 01:40:18] * Ginger_Ails wonders if Iris suffers from too much backbone or too little sense.
- [2013-09-07 01:41:13] * Iris might be acting this way for a number of reasons, actually!
- [2013-09-07 01:41:43] <Kendall_GM> 4 Black Hooves looks up at Iris, "Lightly? Don't tempt me. No, not a bomb. I wouldn't bomb the medicine makers in my wildest dreams, too valuable."
- [2013-09-07 01:42:05] * Fleet_Fortune eyes Iris. Doesn't she know? Don't threaten somepony who has no qualms of disposing with you. Turning back to Black Hooves, she says, "Silence is good. And for third tier access?"
- [2013-09-07 01:42:11] * Edna_Stonetalon "Ok. I got no problem with a delivery then"
- [2013-09-07 01:42:21] * Iris stares back at Black Hooves.
- [2013-09-07 01:44:49] <Apricot_Tarts> "Seems reasonable. Still, I'd like to know what we will be delivering."
- [2013-09-07 01:45:46] <Kendall_GM> 4 Black Hooves shrugs, "Who knows? Keep doing good work for me, I'll eventually get you what you need. Information, food, weapons, contacts. You cross me though, I'm not sure they'll ever figure out what you were when hey scrape the pieces up. Understood?"
- [2013-09-07 01:46:32] * Edna_Stonetalon shrugs "Works for me"
- [2013-09-07 01:48:33] <Apricot_Tarts> "Same here."
- [2013-09-07 01:50:46] * Fleet_Fortune taps a hoof. She doesn't like the word 'eventually'. "I'm sure we can eventually be worth more than you could ever ask for."
- [2013-09-07 01:53:14] * Iris doesn't say anything.
- [2013-09-07 01:53:58] <Kendall_GM> 4 Black Hooves looks up from her food, "You're the one Star brought here, right? From the stall?" She looks to Veil to check.
- [2013-09-07 01:54:00] * Iris She just walks her way over to stand roughly in the middle of the others.
- [2013-09-07 01:55:48] * Fleet_Fortune gives a nod. "She's a nice mare."
- [2013-09-07 01:59:06] <Kendall_GM> 4 Black Hooves nods, "Good worker, very good. Bit of an idiot though. Now, go. Veil can find you somewhere to hide for the moment."
- [2013-09-07 02:01:27] * Ginger_Ails sticks with Fleet_Fortune.
- [2013-09-07 02:02:23] * Edna_Stonetalon finishes what she had "A place to rest would be good."
- [2013-09-07 02:02:30] * Apricot_Tarts packs a few other veggies. "Seems cool. THank you for your hospitality."
- [2013-09-07 02:03:10] * Fleet_Fortune stands, giving a polite nod. "Have a nice meal." She trots toward the door, to wait for Veil. She understands not to push when talk time is over.
- [2013-09-07 02:05:10] <Kendall_GM> 4 Veil leads the group out of the dining room, heading back towards the greenhouse they entered originally.
- [2013-09-07 02:05:40] * Apricot_Tarts breahts loudly "SHeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet."
- [2013-09-07 02:05:58] <Iris> "Excuse me," Iris says to Ginger_Ails.
- [2013-09-07 02:06:43] * Ginger_Ails gives a quirky grin. "Yes?"
- [2013-09-07 02:07:11] <Iris> "Would you please use your magic to clean me? I really hate smelling like a walking sewer."
- [2013-09-07 02:08:07] <Apricot_Tarts> "What have we gotten ourselves into? I feel like I'm some goon in the Godpony films..."
- [2013-09-07 02:09:52] * Ginger_Ails horn lights. "One clean friend, coming up." He casts clean on Iris. "There, pretty as ever."
- [2013-09-07 02:09:58] <Iris> "Thank you."
- [2013-09-07 02:10:10] <Iris> "Also, I'd like to remind everyone that we're still out in the open."
- [2013-09-07 02:10:18] <Iris> "The walls have ears, you know."
- [2013-09-07 02:11:12] * Fleet_Fortune nods. "We can discuss the... business arrangement once we're in a better place."
- [2013-09-07 02:16:39] <Kendall_GM> 4 Veil takes the group to a rather well hidden part of greenhouse, opening a hatch in the floor and gesturing for the group to inside the room.
- [2013-09-07 02:16:50] * Ginger_Ails let's his attention fall on what it will as the are lead around.
- [2013-09-07 02:18:48] * Iris keeps a sharp eye out for anything suspicious.
- [2013-09-07 02:20:42] * Fleet_Fortune watches her step as she drops down the hatch.
- [2013-09-07 02:20:44] * Apricot_Tarts shines a light down the hatch and walks down
- [2013-09-07 02:20:51] * Edna_Stonetalon goes on down
- [2013-09-07 02:21:53] * Iris reluctantly joins the others in the potential death-room.
- [2013-09-07 02:21:56] <Kendall_GM> 4 The room appears to be fine, it's just an unfurnished room. Veil watches the group go inside, "I will wake you when the package needs to be sent." He closes the hatch after the group has all entered.
- [2013-09-07 02:22:30] * Iris checks to see if they can open the door from inside.
- [2013-09-07 02:22:36] * Iris Er, hatch.
- [2013-09-07 02:25:03] * Apricot_Tarts puts down her saddlebags to fashion a pillow and goes to do some gun maintenance to kill the time
- [2013-09-07 02:25:46] <Kendall_GM> 4 Iris discovers that it is openable, but currently locked.
- [2013-09-07 02:25:59] <Iris> "We're locked in."
- [2013-09-07 02:26:34] <Apricot_Tarts> "Go figure, but I bet Edna can get us out no problem."
- [2013-09-07 02:27:03] * Edna_Stonetalon taps her grenade rifle "If needed."
- [2013-09-07 02:27:22] * Iris does a rough check of how sturdy the hatch is.
- [2013-09-07 02:27:45] * Fleet_Fortune finds a nice spot to sit and stretch out. "We don't want to upset our... gracious host."
- [2013-09-07 02:27:58] <Kendall_GM> 4 The hatch is very sturdy indeed.
- [2013-09-07 02:28:21] <Iris> "I'm not sure that'll work," Iris says down to Edna_Stonetalon and Apricot_Tarts.
- [2013-09-07 02:28:38] <Edna_Stonetalon> "Hopefully it wont come to it"
- [2013-09-07 02:28:51] |<-- Fleet_Fortune has left irc.canternet.org:6669 (Quit: Farewell!)
- [2013-09-07 02:29:19] * Ginger_Ails "We made our bed when we followed those stallions, no recourse but to stay the course now."
- [2013-09-07 02:29:57] * Iris steps down into roughly the middle of the room, then looks around, trying to determine what this room was originally for.
- [2013-09-07 02:30:08] -->| Fleet_Fortune ([email protected]) has joined #teagroup
- [2013-09-07 02:31:04] * Apricot_Tarts gestures Iris to settle down next to her
- [2013-09-07 02:31:50] * Edna_Stonetalon walks over to Ginger_Ails "Speaking on beds" and pushes him over. Crawling on top of him and using them as a matress
- [2013-09-07 02:31:52] <Iris> "In a moment," Iris says. The metal sentinel scans the room from behind her iron mask...
- [2013-09-07 02:33:29] <Apricot_Tarts> "Get your ass out of that tincan Iris!"
- [2013-09-07 02:34:19] * Iris removes her mask and hangs it off one of her (nice and clean!~) saddlebags.
- [2013-09-07 02:34:35] * Iris Then she reaches into her pack and pulls out her journal and a pencil.
- [2013-09-07 02:36:26] * Ginger_Ails blinks. "Comfy?" He isn't that opposed to being marehandled... Mollyhandled?
- [2013-09-07 02:36:28] * Iris She scribbles something down on a blank page and shows it to the others.
- [2013-09-07 02:36:54] <Iris> <Do any of you know how to detect audio-bugs?>
- [2013-09-07 02:38:26] * Apricot_Tarts takes off her flak vest and uniform, spreading it out as best as she can for her and Iris, then hides her pistol under her saddlebags
- [2013-09-07 02:38:35] * Iris looks around at the others.
- [2013-09-07 02:39:11] * Edna_Stonetalon gets comfy "Nope! Just leave it and sleep."
- [2013-09-07 02:39:14] * Iris The young mare's face is hard... but her coat is tear-stained.
- [2013-09-07 02:39:26] * Ginger_Ails 's horn lights, he casts clean on Edna_Stonetalon and Apricot_Tarts since they are bedding down.
- [2013-09-07 02:41:19] * Ginger_Ails glances over at Fleet_Fortune
- [2013-09-07 02:41:30] <Apricot_Tarts> "C'mere Iris."
- [2013-09-07 02:41:35] * Apricot_Tarts offers hugs.
- [2013-09-07 02:42:09] * Iris frowns.
- [2013-09-07 02:42:58] * Apricot_Tarts nods her over "C'mon, Iris."
- [2013-09-07 02:43:07] * Iris she takes account of the room with her uninhibited eyes.
- [2013-09-07 02:43:10] <Iris> She*
- [2013-09-07 02:43:53] * Fleet_Fortune hums. "Well, if we're going to be staying the night here..." She trots off a little ways (preferrably behind some kind of screen!) and strips out of her armor and outfit, and slips into her sleepwear.
- [2013-09-07 02:44:29] * Fleet_Fortune heads back over once she's done that, and lies down in a comfortable spot.
- [2013-09-07 02:45:04] * Ginger_Ails looks from mare to mare. "Any injuries before we turn in." He looks to where Fleet_Fortune has just shown back up.
- [2013-09-07 02:47:10] * Fleet_Fortune gives Ginger_Ails a little smile. "So thoughtful. I am still a little sore from that run-in with the soup..."
- [2013-09-07 02:47:43] * Iris She takes no chances looking around.
- [2013-09-07 02:48:38] * Edna_Stonetalon settles down and falls asleep purring
- [2013-09-07 02:48:55] * Ginger_Ails looks her over... From under Edna_Stonetalon... "I'd offer a hoof if I wasn't... A bed..." He smirks between the two.
- [2013-09-07 02:49:24] <Kendall_GM> 4 Iris finds that the room is as it appears, just an unfurnished room. No bugs, no cameras, nothing.
- [2013-09-07 02:49:40] * Iris sighs...
- [2013-09-07 02:50:00] <Iris> "... alright. I don't think the room is bugged, and the walls and roof look sturdy."
- [2013-09-07 02:50:29] <Iris> "Now."
- [2013-09-07 02:50:55] <Iris> "Who else thinks giving a mob-boss cause to believe she owns us is a bad idea?"
- [2013-09-07 02:51:58] * Fleet_Fortune eyes Iris. "Who else thinks giving a mob boss cause to think we're disposable is a bad idea?"
- [2013-09-07 02:53:06] * Ginger_Ails thinks he would much rather play bed to the decidedly less pointy Fleet_Fortune. But he's a bit stuck...
- [2013-09-07 02:53:49] * Apricot_Tarts raises a hoof "I do. Now come here,or I'll come and get you."
- [2013-09-07 02:55:37] <Iris> "I think we need to tread carefully, or we'll lose control of our own lives."
- [2013-09-07 02:56:41] <Iris> "She's crazy. You all saw it."
- [2013-09-07 02:57:21] * Ginger_Ails grins widely at Fleet_Fortune from under the slumbering Edna_Stonetalon. He is rather fond of the new outfit and his smile screams it. The whole discussion about their lives and such seems far less interesting.
- [2013-09-07 02:57:25] <Iris> "If it can be helped, I think we should dispose of her before she disposes of us..."
- [2013-09-07 02:57:32] <Apricot_Tarts> "Iris..."
- [2013-09-07 02:57:45] * Iris looks to Apricot.
- [2013-09-07 02:58:55] * Fleet_Fortune frowns at Iris. "And I think we need to be more worried about us losing our lives completely. If she thinks we're no use, or a liability, she won't hesitate to dispose of us."
- [2013-09-07 03:00:20] * Ginger_Ails "it's survival now. We are a means to an end for her and she is the same for us. If we didn't want to end up under the hoof of 'the Boss' we should have bled the buck."
- [2013-09-07 03:00:28] <Apricot_Tarts> "Shut up and come over here. You need to sleep."
- [2013-09-07 03:01:39] <Iris> "The worm will turn, and when it does, we should be waiting with a knife at her back."
- [2013-09-07 03:02:27] * Iris glowers up at the hatch, then walks near Apricot.
- [2013-09-07 03:03:32] * Fleet_Fortune nods. "And don't think we won't be. It's no secret she doesn't plan to give us what we want for a long time. That's why we'll look for... opportunities."
- [2013-09-07 03:04:43] <Apricot_Tarts> "Iris, you should sleep now."
- [2013-09-07 03:05:08] <Iris> "Good to know we're on the same page, then," Iris says, settling down, still in her armor.
- [2013-09-07 03:06:23] * Ginger_Ails chuckles, a song coming to his lips. "Hush, hush, time to he sleepin'..."
- [2013-09-07 03:06:46] * Iris She pulls some carrots from her bag, munching the greens off.
- [2013-09-07 03:06:52] * Fleet_Fortune nods again. "Just, let me do most of the talking, when she's involved. My name isn't 'Fortune' for nothing. Nogotiation is what I do..."
- [2013-09-07 03:07:12] * Apricot_Tarts takes the carrots away "First, you take off that tincan of yours."
- [2013-09-07 03:07:13] * Iris looks over at Ginger_Ails.
- [2013-09-07 03:08:23] <Iris> "No, Apricot," Iris says. "And give me my carrots back. I'm hungry."
- [2013-09-07 03:09:08] <Apricot_Tarts> "Armor first. Otherwise you won't catch any sleep."
- [2013-09-07 03:09:15] * Ginger_Ails gives Iris a warm smile and works into the next verse of the old lullaby.
- [2013-09-07 03:09:28] <Iris> "I can sleep plenty-well in my armor, Apricot."
- [2013-09-07 03:09:43] * Iris looks back to Ginger_Ails.
- [2013-09-07 03:09:54] <Iris> "Please don't sing," she asks quietly.
- [2013-09-07 03:10:21] * Fleet_Fortune gives Iris a warm smile. "We're all friends here. Get comfortable!"
- [2013-09-07 03:10:52] * Edna_Stonetalon grumps and sits up "I was trying to sleep you know. And Iris is paranoid." undoing her vest and loosening the rest of her armour, not willing to quite remove it. Settling back down and going back to sleep, burring her face in Ginger_Ails neck
- [2013-09-07 03:10:53] * Ginger_Ails quiets. A bit of a frown tugging at the edge of his smile.
- [2013-09-07 03:10:54] <Iris> "It's not you all I'm worried about."
- [2013-09-07 03:11:45] <Apricot_Tarts> "You take that armor off, or you won't get anything to eat. Period."
- [2013-09-07 03:12:12] <Iris> "Apricot, you're not my mother."
- [2013-09-07 03:13:05] * Fleet_Fortune rests her head between her hooves. "The longer you fight over it, the longer you'll stay all upset. Don't you want to have a nice, peaceful night?"
- [2013-09-07 03:13:23] * Ginger_Ails considers. "You know, Iris, my spell only cleans surface dirt... Anything in your armor might not have been cleaned away. Just left to seep in..."
- [2013-09-07 03:13:38] <Iris> "That's a lie," Iris says to Ginger_Ails.
- [2013-09-07 03:14:09] * Ginger_Ails "is it?"
- [2013-09-07 03:14:22] <Iris> "And I /very much/ don't appreciate being blatantly manipulated."
- [2013-09-07 03:14:37] * Iris narrows her eyes, at Ginger, then shifts her gaze to Apricot.
- [2013-09-07 03:14:45] <Iris> eyes at Ginger, then*
- [2013-09-07 03:15:26] <Apricot_Tarts> "For now I am."
- [2013-09-07 03:15:33] <Apricot_Tarts> "And your father too."
- [2013-09-07 03:16:09] <Iris> "Fine, Apricot. I'll bed-down hungry, then."
- [2013-09-07 03:16:57] * Apricot_Tarts throws the carrot at Iris and takes all the space for herself. "Fine, just rot in your filth."
- [2013-09-07 03:17:05] * Ginger_Ails smirks. "Well blatant is all I can do in that regard. With the best of intentions of course." He looks over to Fleet_Fortune. "Want to join us Miss Fortune, popular opinion shows I'm comfy."
- [2013-09-07 03:18:09] * Iris lifts her saddlebags off, taking them in her mouth as she goes for a corner in the room. Preferably the one directly opposite and across from the ladder/steps to get to the hatch.
- [2013-09-07 03:18:45] * Fleet_Fortune gives Ginger_Ails a smile and moves a little closer to his side. "Why, thank you for the offer."
- [2013-09-07 03:19:08] * Iris She sets them down there, returns briefly for her carrots, then sets-up shop in her corner.
- [2013-09-07 03:19:22] * Edna_Stonetalon purrs and snores softly
- [2013-09-07 03:19:52] * Apricot_Tarts snores lightly
- [2013-09-07 03:20:06] * Iris naps on her hooves.
- [2013-09-07 03:20:14] * Fleet_Fortune rests.
- [2013-09-07 03:20:15] * Iris ... horses can do that, you know.
- [2013-09-07 03:20:40] * Ginger_Ails "Any time, and might I say you are quite the sight for tired eyes." He offers a spot in the crook of a foreleg that isn't occupied by Edna_Stonetalon.
- [2013-09-07 03:21:30] * Fleet_Fortune is already settled in close enough to Ginger_Ails. She's leaning up against his side.
- [2013-09-07 03:22:06] <Kendall_GM> 4 With the group weary from a day of ordeals, they finally get some well deserved rest, all in preparation for the new hells tomorrow may bring.
- [2013-09-07 03:22:11] <Kendall_GM> 4 End Session
- [2013-09-07 03:22:56] <Kendall_GM> 4 For getting a job and being paranoid, the group earn 200 EXP
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