FoE PNP Group Unlucky 13 Session 67 Bonus Log

[20:33] <Razor> ***** G13 Session 67 Bonus Log *****
[20:33] <Razor> Previously...
[20:33] <Razor> *****
[20:19] * Missile_Rush snickers, putting the bullet back in his saddlebags. "Good to know I'm not the only one who thinks like that." With a soft sigh, he turns to face Razor properly. "So how are you holding up?"
[20:21] * Razor snorts. "You? Asking me? I'm not the kind of pony who needs to be asked how they're 'holding up'."
[20:23] * Missile_Rush looks to Razor. "So I'm concerned about how you're feeling. Bite me."
[20:23] * Missile_Rush is totally asking for it.
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[20:34] * Razor snickers and decides to do just that. She says, "If you insist!" and suddenly rears up and rests her hooves on Missile_Rush's shoulders, as she bites his ear roughly and tugs on it. She only does it for a moment, before sitting back down.
[20:35] * Missile_Rush 's eyes suddenly widen, before he lets out a sharp cry of surprise, reaching up to rub his ear before frowning at Razor. "I didn't mean for you to actually do it!"
[20:41] * Razor breaks out laughing! "Haha... Oh wow, your reaction... You should know not to goad me, Sparky!" She smirks. "Because I /do/ bite. And you /did/ say it."
[20:42] * Missile_Rush sighs softly. He really should have known better than that. He looks to Razor, and can't help but smirk back. "Touché. You win."
[20:46] * Razor sits up, straight and proud. "Of course I win! You thought otherwise?" She pauses a moment before giving a predatory grin. "And now that I've won, that means you owe me something. And I want you to tell me what the deal with your 'mission' is! Why are we galloping all across the Hoof for dumb bits of tech? What's it have to do with YOU?"
[20:47] * Razor quickly adds, "And you have to give me the /whole/ story."
[20:48] * Missile_Rush 's expression sobers, as he looks to Razor with a serious expression. "There honestly isn't much to tell. Part of it is the money. I'm not sure about you, but I'm flat broke. Part of it is to satisfy my curiosity. I went looking for a job, I found one. He told me to find them and bring them back for an enormous amount of caps. Whether or not I actually take him up on it, I want to know what's going on or why he'd be willing to pay so much for them. And that's it. There really isn't any more to it than that."
[20:52] * Razor eyes him dubiously. "And that's seriously it? You have no attachment to the job at all?"
[20:53] * Missile_Rush nods to Razor. "Yeah." He turns back to the bar. "Yeah, that's it." He sighs softly. "Even then, it isn't really the job that brought me here at all."
[20:55] * Razor frowns. She was really hoping for some good stuff with her 'favor'. But she'll settle for prodding. "Yeah? And what's that?"
[20:57] * Missile_Rush doesn't recall what sort of favor she is referring to, and by that he means his player doesn't know what Razor is talking about! But at any rate, the stallion sighs and turns to Razor. "It was you, Razor. You want the truth, I came back because of you."
[20:59] * Razor gives him a surprised look. "Uhh... wanna run that by me again?"
[21:03] * Missile_Rush looks to Razor, with a sigh. "You know how I left after the fiasco with Copper? I had things to do. I had to make sure she was safe, that I could make up to her all the things I'd done to her without even knowing it. And I was gone for a really long time." He inhales softly. "And you know what? Throughout all of it, I remembered you and Purple Kay. You were both kind to me when I was in that situation." He chuckles. "Well, as kind as a pony like you could muster." He sobers once again. "But anyway. When my business was done, I felt I had to come back and see you again. If only just to say thanks or to make sure you were doing alright."
[21:07] * Razor isn't really sure what to say to that. "Uh... thanks? It's not like I need somepony looking after me, you know. I do a good enough job on my own!"
[21:08] * Missile_Rush chuckles softly. "That you do." He looks away from Razor. "Doesn't mean I didn't want to see you." A brief pause, then he adds: "And Kay too."
[21:10] * Razor hesitates, before saying, "...Well, I guess it was good to see you again, too. I can actually talk to you, unlike /some/ ponies that stick around..."
[21:12] * Missile_Rush snickers at that, turning back to face the unicorn. "No kidding. And here we are now, talking." He swivels his seat to face her. "What about you, then? Anything you want to talk to me about? Or ask me?"
[21:19] * Razor shrugs at him. "What would /I/ have to talk about? I'm not a pony who hides her goals. Everything about me is plain to see."
[21:19] * Missile_Rush snorts. "I guess I'm just bad at reading you, then."
[21:20] * Razor rolls her eyes, then snickers. "Yeah. Judging by that mark on your ear, I'd say you are."
[21:22] * Missile_Rush looks to Razor with a smirk. "What about you, then? What do you think I'm like?"
[21:26] * Razor shrugs again. "Why do you think I was asking what your deal is? I don't really get you. I mean, I get that you're beating yourself up over something you did. And that you actually hold by your priorities. But other than that? Not much!"
[21:27] * Missile_Rush sighs at that, sitting in silence for a while. "Alright. Go on, then. Ask me anything and I'll answer you truthfully. You asked one question, I'd like to hear what else you don't understand."
[21:29] * Razor taps a hoof as she thinks. "...Okay. What exactly have you been doing this whole time? Ever since you left."
[21:30] * Missile_Rush turns to Razor. "Helping Copper, mostly. Bringing her supplies, maintaining her home. Doing jobs here and then to earn caps and make sure she was settled in properly." He purses his lips, looking down at the ground. "I really wrecked her life, Razor. I had to make amends."
[21:36] * Razor continues tapping her hoof. "Alright. Then... why? Why do you think you've gotta do no wrong? And fix everything you find wrong?"
[21:37] * Missile_Rush answers. "It's not like I feel like I shouldn't do any wrong. I know that no matter what I do, I will slip and make mistakes or errors in judgement. But I have to do what I can to fix them. It's only fair, after all. If somepony who doesn't deserve it suffers because of me, I'm going to do what I can to make it better."
[21:38] * Razor snorts. "And I think that's a big load of shit. So why do you care about me?"
[21:42] * Missile_Rush looks to Razor and asks. "Why do you think it's a big load of shit?" He sighs. "And I care for you because you're kind to me. You're good company and make me laugh, even if it's at my own stupidity."
[21:47] * Razor eyes Missile_Rush critically. "A lot of ponies won't even think twice about screwing /you/ over, so why should you give them the chance? What good do morals do you when you're dead?" She pauses for a moment, before adding, "The only ponies you can trust without worrying are family. And even then not always."
[21:49] * Missile_Rush just sits silently for a long time, before asking Razor. "Am I family to you, Razor?"
[21:54] * Razor stays quiet for a few moments, before saying, "...You haven't given me a reason to distrust you yet."
[21:56] * Missile_Rush turns to Razor silently after she says her bit. He opens his muzzle as if to say something, but then he closes it once again.
[22:02] * Razor waits for a few minutes before she says, "Don't you get all sappy and clam up on me! If you wanna say something, then say it!"
[22:05] * Missile_Rush answers Razor quietly. "Fine. If you want such a clear-cut answer, I'll say it. At the risk of looking like a fool, I'll say it." He turns to Razor, eyes frowning but earnest. "I love you, Razor. It's simple as that."
[22:08] * Razor is more than a little dumbstruck. Of all the things she expected him to say, that was not one of them! She stares at him. No snarky remarks, no sarcastic jabs, just... stares. She has /nothing/ prepared to say for this.
[22:10] * Missile_Rush just looks to Razor, expression the same as he just lets the words sink in. It felt...good to let that out of his chest. Now he fully expected a slap, or a punch, or an even harder bite. Maybe even a sword to the chest. But he had said his part, and he just waits to see what she will do.
[22:17] * Razor takes a long time before she answers. Eventually she settles for, "...You fucking idiot. Of all the ponies... me!? Why ME?"
[22:18] * Missile_Rush asks a simple question, voice low and level in spite of her outburst. "Why not? Would you rather I didn't?"
[22:32] * Razor snorts at the question. "Why not!? I can tell you why not! I'm not the kind of pony who lets herself get that attached to ponies! Something short-term? Ha, maybe, sure. I'd maybe let you try and convince me. But you hanging all over me all the time? I have too much important stuff to do to worry about /any/ of that." She pauses a moment, before adding, "Not to mention, I /really/ don't think you know what you'd even be getting yourself into. I'm a Reaper, remember?" She gives him a very serious look. "It's simply a fact. I'm a Reaper. So I /will/ die, suddenly. I will try my fucking hardest to keep it from happening as long as I can, but it /will/ come. And it will not be pretty. And you don't strike me as a stallion who can deal with that, if you're always running around and trying to clean up after your smallest mistakes."
[22:37] * Missile_Rush just listens to Razor's long-winded rant, and at the end of it he simply nods. "Yeah. You're probably right. All of that, I think you're probably right." He closes his eyes anyway. "But that doesn't change how I feel." His eyes suddenly open, and they flash with a strange, determined light. "And what about you? You've said all that, but you haven't said a single thing about how you actually feel. What am I to you?"
[22:48] * Razor doesn't say anything for a few minutes, until, "...Like I said, you haven't given me a reason to distrust you yet. You're probably the only pony I actually give a damn about in our little group other than Kay and Rime." She pauses a moment, before adding, "And like I said, I'm not a pony who likes to be attached to other ponies."
[22:51] * Missile_Rush looks...strangely disappointed, as he looks to Razor in silence for a while. "And that's it? Is that all I am to you, Razor?"
[22:58] * Razor taps her hoof, and scowls. "Well, what do you want!? Am I supposed to start fawning over you, asking to have your foals!? I am /not/ that kind of pony, Sparky. I give a damn about what happens to you, and that's about as good as it gets for me. It's a hell of a lot better than what the rest of them get from me!"
[23:02] * Missile_Rush scowls at that. "Never. I don't want that, and I never want you to even /think/ I'm that kind of pony. I don't want you to fawn over me. I'm not talking like this just because I want to get in the sack with you." He heaves a deep sigh. "You're your own pony, and I will always respect that. But I do more than just give a damn about you. I want to be somepony that that can make you /happy/, Razor!" His voice rises. "Is that so much to ask for?!"
[23:05] * Razor gives a snort. "Yeah? And how could you 'make me happy'?"
[23:07] * Missile_Rush looks to Razor. "You tell me. You may not want to be attached to anypony, but me? I've already said this much, I might as well say the rest. I'd go through hell for you. I really would. So just tell me! What would you like from me?"
[23:18] * Razor simply replies, "Everything that makes me happy, I do on my own. I'm a self-sufficient pony. I always have been! And what makes me happy is always the same things. I like to fight. I like to win. I like to get stronger, be better. I take every step I can to push myself harder. Is there really anything you can even add to that?"
[23:30] * Missile_Rush looks to Razor. "You're right. All of that you're going to do. But even you can't win them all, Razor. There will be times - many times - when you're going to slip and fall. And what then? Do you really think you'll always be able to go on and keep fighting on your own when you do? There are just too many things out there, Razor, and you said it yourself. You could die, and it won't be pretty. I won't hold your hoof or attach myself to you. But I do want to be the one that can catch you if you fall."
[23:43] * Razor gives Missile_Rush an annoyed look. "And even if I say I don't need it, you'll still try, won't you?" She starts tapping her hooves again. After a moment she continues, "You know I can't just say 'yes'. I'm not that kind of pony. I do things 'now'. So if you're gonna ask me what I'll think of you tomorrow? Then I can't tell you. But if you asked about doing something for 'right now', then I might be able to answer. And that's the best you're gonna get from me, ever."
[23:47] * Missile_Rush just nods firmly at Razor. "Of course I'm going to try. You know what kind of pony I am." He pauses himself, before speaking again. "So you live in the present. Alright. So right now, this instant, I'm just somepony you give a damn about and not a whole lot else." He heaves a sigh, then speaks again. "Now me. Right now, this instant, I'd cut my own wings off if it meant keeping you safe or happy. Right now, this instant, I still love you. And that's the best you'll always get from me. That isn't going to change."
[23:56] * Razor snorts in derision. "Being somepony I give a damn about is worth a hell of a lot! Weren't you even listening to what I've been saying?" She gives him a very serious look. "I don't form attachments. I think about myself first, second, third, and fourth! I am a fucking selfish pony, Sparky! And I actually give a damn about you. The fact that you mean more than nothing to me is a big fucking deal!" She takes a deep breath, and continues. "And you know me. What do I give for the ponies I /actually/ care about? You're a much smarter pony than I am, Sparky! Come on! You can figure this out."
[00:01] * Missile_Rush sighs softly. "This isn't about being selfish or not, you know. It's just that I'd give a lot for you. And obviously, you'd give a lot more to me than you would to other ponies. And for now? That tells me more than enough." He looks in Razor's eyes, just as serious. "So I'm going to ask you something. And whether you like your attachments or not, I still want you to consider it." He speaks at last. "Will you let me kiss you?"
[00:08] * Razor gives Missile_Rush a blank look. She's about to answer right away, but stops just before speaking. After a few moments, she gives a sigh. "...No. None of... that. That's not a 'now' thing."
[00:09] * Missile_Rush just nods quietly to Razor. "As you wish." He heaves a sigh and turns back away. "So now you know how I feel. What are you going to do about it?"
[00:15] * Razor "Me?" She has to think for a few moments before answering. "...I'm not gonna make you leave or anything, if that's what you're asking." As an afterthought, she adds, "If you want to do something about it? Then fine. But as far as I'm concerned, as long as you don't do something incredibly stupid, then I'm not gonna do anything."
[00:18] * Missile_Rush nods gently and says nothing. Looking down at the bar, ears very slightly perked downwards, he seems more down than Razor has probably ever seen him, save perhaps when he realized who Copper really was. He just...gah. Why was it so hard to nail down an emotion? Why did he feel so disappointed? The idea that Razor, even if she cares for him, doesn't truly reciprocate what he's feeling, and feels so shut-off from the idea that it could become something else, really bugs him.
[00:30] * Razor eyes Missile_Rush, and gives a frown. "Look. Let me spell things out. Right now? I don't even know what to think of all this. It's a LOT to think about. Tomorrow? I don't know. You'll have to find out then. So I guess the answer you're looking for is 'I don't know.'" She pauses a moment, and adds, "I don't think you'll ever get a straight answer, if you keep asking about 'later'. Just stick to the 'now' questions, alright?"
[00:34] * Missile_Rush sighs. "I got all that before, Razor. I'm not that stupid." He turns back to Razor. "Just...I'd like you to think about it, now that you know where things are." He blows air out of his muzzle, lips circled in a small "o", before he speaks. "Alright, if you want to talk about the 'now', let's start with something simple." He sighs. "Do you want a drink?"
[00:37] * Razor takes a deep breath to help calm herself a bit. "...Yes. I could damn well use one, right about now."
[00:38] * Missile_Rush nods, turning to hail whatever barkeep is running the bar. He may not have a whole lot of caps on him, but he definitely has enough for drinks. "What would you like?"
[00:42] * Razor thinks for a moment. "Something strong enough to make me forget about being so damn stressed."
[00:43] * Missile_Rush nods, turning to the barkeep and ordering a whole bottle of Wild Pegasus. He pours one for Razor and one for himself, sliding Razor's glass over to the mare. "There you are."
[00:55] * Razor takes it in her magic. She doesn't hesitate at all, and drinks it right down. When finished, she takes a deep breath, and lets it out nice and slow. "You know, I don't like feeling so put on the spot, Sparky. And I don't want you acting all weird or anything! So... act normal." She pauses for a moment, before adding, "I /like/ normal."
[00:59] * Missile_Rush chuckles softly. "Normal. Alright." He, too, downs his glass, choking a little. With a long, heaving sigh, he looks to Razor. "I'm sorry if I've made you feel awkward. But it was good to get that out there. It really was." He looks to the bottle, then to Razor. "You want another?"
[01:11] * Razor simply nods. "Yes. And, I don't blame you for that. I asked you what your deal was, and you said it. I'd blame you for keeping it from me, more likely."
[01:12] * Missile_Rush chuckles, pouring Razor a second shot of whiskey and one for himself. "Mhm. No regrets, at least." He takes his second shot, finding that this one goes down far more smoothly.
[01:18] * Razor smiles at that. "Regrets don't get you anywhere." She drinks hers down, though much less... eagerly than the last. She seems quite a bit more relaxed than she was a few moments ago. "You know? What actually got me to like you, Sparky, was exactly that. You didn't moan and whine about how you were the worst pony in the Hoof for doing something stupid. You /did/ something about it. Regrets are worth nothing. Doing something is worth a lot."
[01:20] * Missile_Rush wipes his muzzle with a hoof, smirking at Razor. "Is that right?" He twirls his empty glass in his hooves, looking down at the bar as he feels the warmth of the alcohol seep into his stomach. "I suppose that's something I could relate to. You're somepony who does things too. You said it yourself. That's the kind of strength I really admire."
[01:25] * Razor nods. "Mhmm. Definitely. I hate when ponies talk shit but don't even try and do anything about it. I'm a mare of action. If I want something? I take it! And I can really respect ponies who have the guts to go /do/ something for themselves."
[01:26] * Missile_Rush snickers, turning back to Razor. "With force, if necessary. I've seen you before. You are /not/ a pony I'd want to catch on the wrong end of your sword." He heaves a deep breath. "When I do something...it's all I can think about. I have a real reason for the things I do. It's what I hold on to, and whatever happens I'll find a way to do it. That's my creed."
[01:30] * Razor nods again. "And I respect that! Why do you think I trusted you about Kay, back when you first came back? I know you have that drive."
[01:32] * Missile_Rush smiles softly. "Heh. Yeah. I suppose that's something to be proud of, there." He shifts in his seat, looking to Razor. "It means a lot to hear you say that. Thank you."
[01:38] * Razor is sitting a lot more relaxed. She's definitely feeling a lot more comfortable. She lets it stay quiet for a few more moments, before she says, "So, any more 'now' things you think you wanna do?"
[01:40] * Missile_Rush shrugs, looking to Razor with a soft smile. "Well, I'd ask if I could kiss you again, but I know where that's going to go. So I'm going to ask you if you want another shot instead." How unlike him. Maybe it's the alcohol. Or maybe it's just that important to him. Who can tell?
[01:45] * Razor snickers a bit. "Sure! I think I could go for one more."
[01:48] * Missile_Rush grins softly, as he pours a third shot for Razor and a third for himself, offering it to her as he raises his own. "To now?"
[01:52] * Razor smiles and picks up hers in her magic. "To now!"
[01:53] * Missile_Rush briefly clinks his glass against hers, then downs it in one gulp. With a loud "Ahhh!" he clinks his glass down upon the bar. Oh, the pleasures of inebriation.
[01:58] * Razor drinks hers down in a similar fashion. She's feeling pretty good right now! "You know? I'm feeling much, much better. Thanks."
[02:00] * Missile_Rush nods to Razor with a smile. "You're welcome. Anytime you want to quaff more whiskey with me, I'll always be game for it." He leans back in his seat. "And so...now what?"
[02:07] * Razor smirks. "I might just take you up on that offer sometime." She pauses for a moment to think about the other question. "Now... I don't know. We have to find out how long we're staying here in Megamart, I guess. And then, figure out something else to do to kill some time."
[02:09] * Missile_Rush smirks right back to Razor. Say what you will about her, but she made for some damn good company. "Well, once our job here is finished, I reckon we won't be staying for a whole lot longer. So I'm in the dark as much as you are."
[02:15] * Razor gives a quiet 'hmm'. "Well. Then I guess we'll need to go ask the others." She suddenly starts grinning. "Oooor. We could just go do something fun and let them try and find /us/?"
[02:15] * Missile_Rush raises a brow, though he returns Razor's grin. "What do you have in mind?"
[02:22] * Razor keeps grinning. "I dunno! But we're not gonna find out by sitting around here, are we!?" With that, she gets up and heads out!
[02:25] * Missile_Rush chuckles softly to himself, leaping off his own seat to follow alongside Razor. He's still grinning himself. It was infectious!
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