FoE RPG G0 - #018 Landfill: Treacherous Pain

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[17:27]<SpiritOfFate>	It's past midnight. With a pop, Royal_Lace disappears from the hotel to put her plans in motion.
[17:30]<SpiritOfFate>	Royal_Lace finds herself on the roof of a house in the abandoned suburbs. It's silent around her. The deep mist obscuring past the nearest streets
[17:31]?	Royal_Lace sighs and coses her eyes, whiping away a bead of sweat. Focusing she begins to cast her spell again, aiming for the attic back on the salvage yard.
[17:36]<SpiritOfFate>	With another pop, she finds herself on the dust free, dimly lit attic of the landfill.
[17:40]<SpiritOfFate>	The boards under Royal_Lace creak loudly with the suddenly added weight of the mare.
[17:41]?	Royal_Lace eyes open wide as she holds her breath and waits to see if she might have allerted attention to anyone.
[17:48]<SpiritOfFate>	There is only one sound of hoofsteps, very far, seemingly down at the first floor and not getting any closer. She can also hear an idle mumbling of a griffon seeming to come from the hallway under her, a loud snoring from a room farther ahead and more silently than all these noises, a subtle sobbing.
[17:53]?	Royal_Lace quietly lets out the held breath in a low sigh as she starts to unload her saddle bags and dress in her rags, rubbing the filth from it over her face and such. Once everthing was away save for the food and a few other small items she teleports into Nacks room.
[17:58]<SpiritOfFate>	The room is clear of glass, but the small scrap dolls still litter the floor. Knick Knack is curled up on her bed, covered in bedsheets. There is a foul smelling bucket by a corner.
[17:59]?	Royal_Lace steps over to the bucket and wretches at the smell, already dangerously pushing herself she casts a cleaning smell to alleaviate as much of the foal oder as possible. Stepping to the bed she silently approches Nack to see if she was awake or not.
[18:05]<SpiritOfFate>	The bundle of sheets move, her bruised face turning to the figure inside her room. She clears her tears and sniffs, looking at Royal_Lace.
[18:09]<Royal_Lace>	offers a soft smiles as she raises a hoof to indicate silence, levitating a few small items she brought along she floats them over to her. A few books and a fresh sparkle cola nesteling near her on the bed. Whispering in a low tone she nudges herself closer so Nack can hear her, "Ill bring more tommorow, Im sorry I couldnt spend more time with you. If you like I can take you away tommorow night. I have a place in town you can stay at"
[18:14]<SpiritOfFate>	She pauses and clears her eyes again, then curls back to her sheets. "...go away, I can't talk to you..."
[18:15]?	Royal_Lace frowns, "why not?"
[18:19]<SpiritOfFate>	"Because no... d-dad... just no..."
[18:23]?	Royal_Lace eyes tear up a bit, "Miss Nack Im trying, im trying my best to make everything better for everypony. You, the slaves, I wont pretend Im not in over my head but I swear in the name of Equestria that I am doing everything I can".
[18:29]<SpiritOfFate>	Knick Knack pokes her head out of the bundle. "...what did I do? Dad hates me now and... I'm stuck here but... I just want things back like they were."
[18:33]?	Royal_Lace lifts her forhooves up onto the bed and gives nack a soft hug. "I dont know Miss Nack, I dont know your father but from what I have seen.. Im not sure he cares much about other ponies. I dont know how to fix that, but Im going to try...but for things to get better they have to change".
[18:38]?	Knick Knack leans against her hug. "Where are we going to?"
[18:40]?	Royal_Lace wonders back to the city, "I have a room back in Last stop, thats where I was tonight. Getting things ready... and I can take you back there tommorow night after I rest"
[18:41]<SpiritOfFate>	"But what about dad?"
[18:42]?	Royal_Lace "We will work together to win him around"
[18:44]<SpiritOfFate>	She nods weakly. "...h-he was looking for you."
[18:45]?	Royal_Lace lifts her head from Nack and looks at her, "... he was... looking for me?"
[18:47]<SpiritOfFate>	Knick Knack nods. "Y-yeah."
[18:47]?	Royal_Lace pouts, "when was this? tonight?"
[18:49]<SpiritOfFate>	She nods weakly
[18:52]?	Royal_Lace sits up, her brow sweating, "Oh no... oh no, oh no, I dont have the magic to get away.... to tired....".. Turning she looks to nack, "do you kow why? did he look for me at the slave house?"
[19:02]?	SpiritOfFate shrinks deeper into the sheets. "He... I... he was telling that... everything was a mess with the slaves and a safe or something and... that it was m-my fault... and... I said that... t-they could talk and that slaves aren't all so bad and... um..." She whimpers silently.
[19:04]?	Royal_Lace rubs her shoulder, "Its ok nack, just calm down and tell me whats happening"
[19:06]<SpiritOfFate>	Royal_Lace, feels a faint vertigo and a tighening in her heart, but it soon passes.
[19:07]?	Royal_Lace puts a hoof to her head, and rubs her temple, trying to massage away the odd sensation while she waits on an answer.
[21:21]<SpiritOfFate>	"...he said you made me stupid... because you are a slave... and I can't trust slaves... and... he t-teached me a... lesson." She shrinks further into the sheets
[21:34]?	Royal_Lace eyes continue to water up, "What... what did he do?"
[21:35]<SpiritOfFate>	Knick Knack just whimpers.
[21:37]?	Royal_Lace rubs her sholder in an atempt to relax her, "Ok.... you dont have to say, but If im going to help you I need to know if its safe for me to show my face. Think Miss Nack, dose he know that I can come and go, dose he know about me?"
[22:00]<SpiritOfFate>	The bundle of pony nods weakly.
[22:02]?	Royal_Lace eyes open wide, her hoof pausing, "... He knows... about me?"
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[22:08]<SpiritOfFate>	Knick Knack shrinks more and nods again.
[22:11]?	Royal_Lace face pales a bit, "... and that the dragon dosent exist"
[22:12]<SpiritOfFate>	Knick Knack looks confused at Royal Lace. "...d-doesn't he? But... I saw him."
[22:16]?	Royal_Lace looks down confused as well, "What? ... oh, no I mean that the dragon isnt the one causing trouble. I mean that the note wasnt from him. He left with the others days ago, I didnt mean that ne never existed. Im sorry, my thoughts are just scattered.... Im going to need to hide, at least for a few hours to rest".
[22:27]<SpiritOfFate>	"Oh..." Knick Knack slumps. "So... you really stole pop's stuff..."
[22:30]?	Royal_Lace resumes her petting, "And locked it up ellswhere, I intend to give it back to him... I just wanted to put pressure on him, Things are bad here and Im trying to change that... But that wasnt right, I know that. It just seemed to me miss like the only way to go abou this without hurting somepony... or at least I thought it was"
[22:34]<SpiritOfFate>	Knick Knack leans to her pettings. "...everything is so wrong..."
[22:38]?	Royal_Lace pouts as she pets, "Yes it is... and I dont know if I can change things for the better... but Im going to try my best to"
[22:39]<SpiritOfFate>	Royal Lace hears steps approaching through the squeaky floor of the hallway.
[22:43]?	Royal_Lace eyes open wide as she looks back over her sholder to the sound, leaning closer she whispers in a softer tone. "I have to go now, at least for a few hours to rest my eyes and regain my strength to get us out of here".
[22:45]<SpiritOfFate>	Knick Knack hugs Royal_Lace tight. "Make things right for me again... p-please..."
[22:48]?	Royal_Lace gives her a quick squeeze, "Ill try". Pulling back she uses the last of her stamina to move back to the attic to hide.
[23:05]<SpiritOfFate>	The attic is still silent. Royal_Lace can hear the door to Knick Knack's room being unlocked and opened.
[23:08]?	Royal_Lace quietly sets the hay bail down and moves to listen to what happens in NickNacks room... at which point she realizes she left a soda and two books out on the bed in plain view!
[23:18]<SpiritOfFate>	She can hear a griffon grunting. "Must have been my imagination."
[23:21]?	Royal_Lace pauses and waits to see if she hears anything ells
[23:22]<SpiritOfFate>	The griffon seems to walk back to the hallway and close the door.
[23:24]?	Royal_Lace sighs a breath of releaf, sneaking over to to the entrance to the attic she moves the hay bail ontop of it and lies down next to her gear to sleep.
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[19:09]<SpiritOfFate>	Royal_Lace wakes up as the noise grows inside the house. Sounds of thumping, hoofsteps and the faint song of a guitar announce the rising morning.
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[19:14]?	Royal_Lace grogoly opens her eyes, raising a hoof to rub her eyes. Finding it stil dark and her hoof coated with dust she tenses up before reminding herself that she was in the attic. covering a yawn with a hoof she slowly stands and listens to the going ons below her.
[19:18]<SpiritOfFate>	Royal_Lace listen to the sound of heavy objects being dragged, and the sound of workers below
[19:22]?	Royal_Lace tries to figure out where the soud of the guitar is coming from
[19:31]<SpiritOfFate>	The sound comes from somewhere within the house, but it's hard to tell as it echoes through the hallways
[19:34]?	Royal_Lace sits on an old dusty box and pouts, resting her head in her hooves as she thinks. Leaving wasnt going to be a problem but then again she wouldnt be able to return here very easily anytime soon, maybe it would be best to look aroud one last time before she left? Looking over to her spell book she thinks back to the one she had learned recently, Sighing she stands and walks to the middle of the room.
[19:35]<Royal_Lace>	Concentrating her horn flashes, then... a small mouse stands where she once did.
[19:49]<SpiritOfFate>	Royal_Lace shrinks, and so she can see passages through the cracks on the wood.
[19:50]?	Royal_Lace blinks and chitters a bit as she adjusts to her bizar new form, lifting her pink palmed little paws up and testing them and brushing a bit of her orange hair from her face. After a few moments of testing her new legs she skitters off to try one of the passages
[19:55]<SpiritOfFate>	The crack takes Royal_Lace to the open storage closet on the top floor, the shelves inside are tall enough to land safely and silently. She sees a slave passing by the door, carrying a box of eletronics and moving awayy
[19:57]?	Royal_Lace tilts her head and chitters in curiousity, her tiny mouse voice whispering softly to herself, "where is he taking that?". Deciding to make the most of her time she begins to climb down the shelvs to the floor level and pokes her head out the doorway.
[20:01]<SpiritOfFate>	Royal_Lace sees the slave taking the box to the office where a group of slaves seem to be assembling something under the supervision of a griffon with half of his skull turned cybernetic.
[20:03]?	Royal_Lace tiny eyes bulge and a tiny muffled squeek exscapes from her as she covers her mouth with her paws. She had never seen anything like that before, it was so, so, so.... grotesque!
[20:10]<SpiritOfFate>	"No, no! This is connected on the other side!" The griffon faceclaws and sighs. "He calls me in such a rush for this unusual project and his servants can't even follow instructions... my protection services shouldn't even include technical assistance-" He blinks and turns towards Royal_Lace
[20:13]<SpiritOfFate>	He shakes his head and turns away. "All this stress... I need a cup of tea."
[20:13]?	Royal_Lace ducks back into the closet and pasts herself flat against the doorframe, her furry white chest heaving as she continues to grasp her mouth in an attempt to be as quiet as possible. All the metal, and wires, and everything.. it was so gross ad weird, why would somepony do that to themselves? And did he actually hear her? what was he doing here? So many questions!"
[20:14]?	Royal_Lace slowly pokes her head back out and tries to figure out exactly what it is that they are working on.
[20:16]<SpiritOfFate>	Connected to a pile of cryptic eletronic components being bolted and assembled there are two evident gun barrels.
[20:18]?	Royal_Lace scews her eyes as she tries to figure out what they are doing, why would they be boltig a pair of guns to some sort of... thing, she had never seen anything like this before.
[20:23]<SpiritOfFate>	Royal_Lace manages to figure out this must be some sort of automatic, robotic gun thing. It has two 10mm repeaters on it.
[20:25]?	Royal_Lace eyes grow wider and wider as she realizes what this machine must be. Stroking her chin she uses what she already knows about this house to see if she can remember what offic it is that they are building this outside off.
[20:27]<SpiritOfFate>	They are building it inside the office where the safe is.
[20:32]?	Royal_Lace slowly sneaks out of the closset and skitters off to the closest door she has not looked behind on this floor, whichever that may be.
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[01:23]<SpiritOfFate>	The little mouse Royal_Lace manages to squeeze under the door with a bit of effort. Inside she finds a room not much larger than the closet itself, but cramped with two sets of bunker beds, a few worn sacks squeezed under the bed.
[01:25]?	Royal_Lace sniffs at the small room as she looked about, her first instinct told her this was probably salve quarters from the size of it. Probably nothing to interesting here she still take a few moments to look about.
[01:33]<SpiritOfFate>	From her diminute view, she manages to see, among the sacks with old clothes, a few scrounged caps and tools, and behind them, a flooring board slightly angled up. Loose.
[01:35]?	Royal_Lace skitters across the floor, dodging loose dust bunnies and other odds and ends as she makes her way to the loose floorboard. Reaching it she sticks her mousy little head into it to see what she could spy below the floors.
[01:38]<SpiritOfFate>	There is little but a small opening, too small even for Rodent_Lace, but through it she sees the glint of a metallic object
[01:43]?	Royal_Lace squints and tires to get a better look at whatever it is in the crack
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[01:45]<SpiritOfFate>	She sees a bunch of wires and loose parts of metal. For what purpose, she can't be sure.
[01:47]?	Royal_Lace frowns.... what in the wide world of Equestria was this bundle of scrap?
[01:48]?	Royal_Lace tiny mouse tail flicks back and forth as she remains still and tries to peice it together
[01:52]<SpiritOfFate>	Royal_Lace recalls an old memory of an accident involving a fancy radio in the household she used to belong to. The parts inside looked a lot like some of these
[01:56]?	Royal_Lace puzzles of what this could be doing here and checks to see if she could tell if it was lost in the crack by accident or left there for some reason. If it was put there for a pourpouse she wasnt sure what good scrap radio parts would do anypony.
[02:04]?	Royal_Lace Realizes that this is a whole radios worth of parts and could probably work.... which leads her to wonder, why was it here? With no case and hidden away like this it was clearly self assembled contrabands, probbably belonging to a slave. But why risk it, music was possible but was it really worth the risk? Maybe, she started to think, maybe there was another reason....
[02:05]?	Royal_Lace looks around to count the bunks and look over belongings, instantly curious of whos this room was. Somepony was hiding a form of comunication with the outside, a one sided one yes, but this suddenly seemed like a lead.
[02:14]<SpiritOfFate>	Royal Lace finds small worn pre war dresses under that bed.
[02:17]?	Royal_Lace frowns, this was getting her no where quick. Instead she moves back to the crack in the floor and strains her eyes to see if she could discover the frequency it was set to at least, noticing the other parts of the raido while doing so and realizing it was in fact a transceiver
[02:24]<SpiritOfFate>	The crack is too dark to see much but the outline of the parts
[02:25]?	Royal_Lace pouts and then remembers her magic, straining herself to illuminate the dark. She may be a mouse but the spell should not have robbed her of her powers.
[02:36]<SpiritOfFate>	The small mouse lace makes the darkness under the bed vanish with a gentle glow. Illuminated specs of dust float around her
[02:41]?	Royal_Lace tries to spy the frequency on the tranceiver again
[02:46]<SpiritOfFate>	A wheel, visible with the light of the glowing mouse, shows the frequency 163.1
[02:50]<Royal_Lace>	closes her eyes and repeats the number over and over to herself, "One Sixty three point one, One Sixty three point one", instilling the digits into her mind. Opening them she things more on what little she knew about raidos. Could such a small transceiver reach far outside of the scrapyard? Lace puzzles on this for a bit as she inspects the iluminated crack for signs of any wire that may act as an anteena or amplifyer of some sort.
[03:03]<SpiritOfFate>	Royal_Lace can't be sure if there is something special about the bundle of parts and wires
[03:05]?	Royal_Lace squeaks and then blinks, shes had meant to sigh, transformation magic was still quite new to her. Shaking her tiny mouse head she skitters away, for now she would have to make do with the frequency number. Moving back to the door she squeezes back underneath it.