Ranger Initiation

[07:36] <~Blackout> The scene is set just outside of one of the many meeting halls located within the Government Sector of the Capital. All around them it's buzzing with a ctivity of the day to day business that it takes to run the state, but before them is a closed thick wooden door leading further in, Blackout stands there in a service uniform of all back with officer's cap and overcoat.
[07:41] * Proverb is wearing her dress uniform, black with red highliting and a white cap. Several award ribbons dotted the front of it.
[07:43] * Spirit is either with them or waiting as a guest somewhere. Either way, she's dressed in her traditional zebra-style dress with her mane and tail braided and tied with beads.
[07:45] * Blackout checks his watch and chuckles, "Well, about time to officially swear you in as a Ranger, da?" he looks over to Proverb, "Ready for all the fun?"
[07:45] <~Blackout> Spirit is also with them.
[07:46] * Proverb nods, smiling. "Yessir!"
[07:48] * Blackout chuckles again and nods. "You might find it odd what we do for it, but that's alright. So, shall we all?" he says motioning to the door, looking to Spirit and Proverb, adressing the former now, "You won't follow Proverb to the front, as soon as we enter go about half way and veer either left or right, clear?"
[07:50] * Spirit nods, "Will do, sir." She straightens to an almost-military stance.
[07:52] * Blackout nods and smiles. "Well then, good luck then, see you shortly." And with that Blackout fades away like sand in the wind, except more ashen in appearance. The doors now the only barrier to entry, but soon they start to open.
[07:53] * Proverb straightens, facing the doors as they swung open, swallowing.
[07:57] <~Blackout> The room before them is well lit towards the front half, near the podium and stage, but the latter half nearest Proverb is dark, and there are some stands on either side for the few allowed onlookers, in the lit space there is a monster crowd of DCR Operatives, many of whom Proverb has likely never seen, all in all about nintey in total, each in a longcoat of grey and back with red trims, ballistics masks on their faces, some with green eyes
[08:01] * Proverb trots down the asile with a moderate pace, eye locked forward, though she's very aware of the gazes of the other ponies.
[08:03] * Spirit follows Proverb down the asile behind her, breaking off at halfway to take a seat on the left side of the hall. After sitting, she watches with a smile.
[08:04] <~Blackout> On either side of the room, forty five stand in locked formation, each unit facing inwards on the isle so that all eyes are pinned to Proverb. Except that all their heads are swiveling, bright eyes boring into them, rifles posed at a position of strict rest. Another noticeable feature is that all of the customized decals normally found on their masks have been either burned or washed off, replaced with each of their respective elements symbo
[08:07] * Proverb grits her teeth, continuing to trot towards the center of the room, though the feeling of 90 pairs of eyes locked on her was a hard feeling to shake.
[08:14] <~Blackout> As Proverb passes each consecutive row, their individual rows raise their weapons and then slap them smartly to the ground, resounding on the concrete with a sound like thunder from all the weapons falling in each line, each time, until she reaches the front. Where three ponies stand on the podium, all three unmasked, and likely very visible to Proverb, and perhaps she shits bricks, who knows. On either side of the parapet there are flags he
[08:15] <~Blackout> ...flags held by guidons, one is the NFAs, one if the DCRs, and various other state flags.
[08:20] * Proverb might have jumped in surprise just a tiny bit the first time, but continues her trot forward to the center, coming to a halt there and saluting sharply.
[08:22] <~Blackout> The three ponies at the front of the assembly are: Captain Blackout, Colonel Ice Sheer, and Governor General Shimmering Dusk, the most intimidating trio more or less found in the Capital together at one time, although the nicest looks like either the Governor General or Blackout. Blackout and Ice Sheer return the salute sharply.
[08:26] * Proverb faces them, standing at attention, swallowing nervously as her gaze flicked over each one.
[08:29] <~Blackout> Blackout is the first to step forward and approach the podium, taking off his officers cap and setting it to the side. He looks up at Proverb. "State your name, rank, and position please."
[08:31] <Proverb> "Auburn Proverb, Sergeant, Long Range Specialist." She answers.
[08:38] * Blackout nods lightly. "Sergeant, that you are, and perhaps well deserving, despite some hiccups along the way, but regardless of that, we are here today to officially confirm your achievement and attainment of the rank of sergeant. So without further adeiu, Colonel Windsheer has the floor." Blackout steps back and Windsheer forward.
[08:40] * Proverb nods, having put said hiccups behind her and kept moving forward.
[08:47] <~Blackout> The Colonel looks over the crowd and the audience before looking down to Proverb. "As the leader of the Northern Federal Alliance's combined military forces, and having been a proud member of the DCR myself when I was younger, I would like to personally congratulate you on your achievement of the rank of sergeant, and your ascension to full fledged member." he pauses to take a moment for any applause, for which there is one solid tactical cl
[08:48] <~Blackout> ... one solid tactical clap from all ninety rangers behind her. Like thunder again.
[08:48] * Spirit blinks and shivers a bit, looking about before shaking her head and smiling up at Proverb, clapping as well.
[08:48] * Proverb shivers slightly at that too.
[08:50] <~Blackout> The Colonel then continues. "Are there any opposed to this promotion that stand among us, and if so, please steo forward and let it be known."
[08:51] * Proverb flicks her ears, silently hoping that there were none.
[08:53] <~Blackout> Almost on que!... There is none. Utter silence in the room, the speaker looking back and forth down the rows for a few, long moments before smiling. "Ladies and gentlecolts, I present to you our newest fully vested member in our ranks, Sergeant Auburn Proverb. Please join me in one last round of applause." This time it's thunder in that there are roars of joy, cheering, rooting, and tumultuous applause.
[08:54] * Proverb beams, letting out a very, very happy squee!
[08:54] * Spirit stops and picks up cheering on que with the rest.
[08:56] <~Blackout> The applause shortly after slows down and stops, the Colonel being the cause of it as he steps aside quietly, and the Governor General of the entire shindig steps to the podiun quietly. Which is the cause of the immediate silence, he's not nearly as much a military figure as the rest, and instead wears simple clothing, actually looking like a regular pony, unlike the rest, but the aura he carried was like fire in that he looked energetic, an
[09:00] <~Blackout> ....energetic, and very charismatic. He wasn't physically intimidating, being not like a soldier.
[09:04] * Proverb gazes up at him, sensing that air of authority.
[09:14] <~Blackout> The unicorn stallion adjusts his glasses and smiles at Proverb, "well, I have the absolute honor of being here today to present you with a special gift that is apparently bestowed upon every new fully fledged member of the DCR, but first I would first like to personally say thank you, I know I couldn't do it."
[09:15] * Proverb nods, smiling. "Thank you sir."
[09:23] <~Blackout> Shimmering nods and smiles. "And I would also like to thank all of the other members of the Dead City Rangers, I know you sacrifice so much more than we can ask for, and especially in the wasteland, it's more than any I've ever seen before in my life, so on behalf of the citizens of the NFA and her affiliates, I thank you." he smiles brightly before turning to the other two officers, "So, shall we?"
[09:26] <~Blackout> The other two officers nod and take a small wooden box out from under the podium, setting it up before presenting it to the Governor General. Who then steps off the parapet and down before Proverb.
[09:27] * Proverb takes the box reverently, nodding to the Governor.
[09:44] <~Blackout> The Governor smiles and offers a hoof to shake, and the other in a one-legged hug.
[09:46] * Proverb takes both, squeeing.
[09:52] <~Blackout> The Governor holds the hug for a respectable time before releasing the smaller mare and looking to the crowd. "Sergeant Proverb, I present her to you all!" he says in a cheer and an eruption follows in applause, and a bum rush!
[09:52] <~Blackout> Proverb is bum rushed by 90.
[09:53] * Spirit waits, planning to give Proverb private congradulations once the ordeal was over.
[09:53] * Proverb squeaks rather loudly, the tiny mare smaller than pretty much all of the other Rangers.
[09:57] <~Blackout> Blackout, Windsheer and Shimmer all laugh and back up to talk amongst themselves as the onslaught arrives.
[09:59] * Proverb squeaks and disappears underneath the horde of hugs!
[10:02] * Spirit giggles at the situation, looking about the hall.
[10:02] * Proverb eventually manages to navigate through the pile of Rangers, and gallops over to Spirit, squeeing and bouncing a bit.
[10:07] * Spirit stands up and trots over to Proverb happily, ready to hug the mare.
[10:08] * Proverb leaps at Spirit, hugging her tightly, gleeing happily. "I did it!"
[10:11] * Spirit hugs Proverb tightly, "Well done! Well done, love!" She enjoyed seeing Proverb's beaming face.
[10:11] * Proverb mrees, smooching Spirit and bouncing up and down, squeeing.
[10:13] * Spirit squees and smooches Proverb back. "That was wonderful!"
[10:18] * Proverb nuzzles Spirit, giggling. "I'm an official Ranger now!"
[10:19] * Spirit nuzzles the top of Proverb's head, "Yes you are! Remember to be careful though, okay?"
[10:19] * Proverb nods. "I will!"
[10:22] * Spirit kisses Proverb's nose, "Good! I don't want you hurt on anything, you're too precious to me."
[10:22] * Proverb schrunchies her nose, meeping. She hugs Spirit tight.
[10:23] * Spirit hugs Proverb tightly back, then looks about, "Well, I suppose you still have a lot of ponies wanting to congradulate you."
[10:27] * Proverb nods, mming. "Yeah, I think Revvy is around here somewhere!"