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- [07:16] <~Willpower> Proverb is sleeping on the cot that she was left on last night in the barricaded room. Near her is a small stove with a fire crackling warmly, the far wall has the equipment on it and the opposite wall has the table with the monitors on it. Willpower is standing stoically, looking into the fire.
- [07:19] * Proverb stirs, sitting up and looking around. "...Willpower?" She says quietly.
- [07:20] * Willpower 's ear twitches, he turns his head slowly and looks at her, his one damaged eye still slowly healing after being helped along the day before.
- [07:22] * Proverb smiles. "You stayed!" She hops out of bed, trotting over and giving him a hug. "I thought you might leave."
- [07:23] * Willpower remains silent, looking down at Proverb, expression not readable due to still healing face and shedded gasmask.
- [07:25] * Proverb smiles up at him. "Where'd Mister Blackout go?"
- [07:26] * Willpower gurgles out what sounds like. "Aaaaww-wway."
- [07:29] * Proverb nods. "Did he say when he was coming back?"
- [07:31] <~Willpower> There is a note on the table, as if Blackout was going to chat with a Damned One.
- [07:32] * Proverb looks over at the note, picking it up and reading it.
- [07:33] <~Willpower> Blackout: Candidate Proverb, I am out for a little while, feel free to look around the station if you want... just don't leave the... friend of yours, alone.
- [07:35] * Proverb smiles. She grabs her SVD, slinging it over her back. "Come on Willpower, we're gonna go exploring!" She giggles.
- [07:36] * Willpower trots slowly after Proverb, still rather stoic, but maybe a hint of interest could be seen for a brief moment.
- [07:37] * Proverb trots out of the room the same way she had followed Blackout in yesterday.
- [07:38] <~Willpower> Outside of this area is a damp foyer with minimal lighting, an assortment of crates scattered about with a few rooms along the side, on the opposite end of this area is the way leading down to the tracks.
- [07:41] * Proverb looks about, heading towards the tracks. She wanted to get familiarized with the station somewhat.
- [07:42] <~Willpower> The tracks are down a flight of stairs, which leads to the platform, where four soldiers are sitting at a table near a fire playing a game of cards At either end of the station is one of the massive metal airlocks, bith are closed. A machine gun emplacement on each.
- [07:47] * Proverb waves to the soldiers. "Uhm, hi."
- [07:48] <~Willpower> One of them looks up and blinks. "Sup FNG?"
- [07:49] * Proverb tilts her head. "FNG?"
- [07:52] <~Willpower> "Fucking new guy, miss. Welcome to the rangers." he states drawing a card from the deck.
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- [07:55] * Proverb nods. "Oh... th-thanks." She trots over to them. "What are you playing?" She looks curiously at their game.
- [07:56] <~Willpower> "Blackjack NG, thah's the game." another states, Willpower looms over everyone a few feet back.
- [07:59] * Proverb nods. "C-can I play?"
- [08:02] <~Willpower> They nod. "Take a seat candid." They deal her out a hand.
- [08:04] * Proverb takes a seat, looking at her hand and waiting for her turn.
- [08:06] <~Willpower> It goes around, two of the three hit and bust. One hits and the other stays. Now it is Proverb's turn.
- [08:12] * Proverb looks at her cards. She taps her cards on the table, signaling a hit.
- [08:13] <~Willpower> A card is slid her way. The dealer looks around, "Orright, show 'em." He drops his, 19. The other player smirks and drops a 20.
- [08:15] * Proverb grins. She drops hers. Bam, 21.
- [08:15] <~Willpower> All four curse. "Fuck." simultaneously.
- [08:17] * Proverb giggles. "Come on, you aren't gonna let yourselves be beat by me, are you?"
- [08:19] <~Willpower> They all groan, another hand is dealt out.
- [08:26] * Proverb grins, and looks at her cards once more. They didn't know it, but she absolutely demolished everyone back in the Enclave.
- [08:28] <~Willpower> She doesn't know it, but one of them is a pro. It goes around once more, all of them are still in.
- [08:29] <~Willpower> Willpower is now standing behind Proverb's seat.
- [08:30] * Proverb looks up at Willpower. "Hmm, what do you think?"
- [08:30] * Willpower taps his boot on the ground softly. Looking at the cards.
- [08:31] * Proverb nods, tapping her cards on the table.
- [08:37] <~Willpower> The dealer slides Proverb a card. "Orright, drop 'em." he says to all.
- [08:38] * Proverb drops her cards, 19.
- [08:40] <~Willpower> All three drop theirs, 16,17,18... "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!"
- [08:41] * Proverb grins. "Mind the language bucks."
- [08:41] * Willpower chuckles sofly. A first. One of them faceplants, another facehoofs, and the third sits in utter silence.
- [09:00] * Proverb giggles.
- [09:01] <~Willpower> After much groaing and stallion'ish complaining another round is started.
- [09:03] * Proverb looks at her cards.
- [09:03] <~Willpower> The three soldiers look amongst each other and pray three times isn't the charm. It goes around again, two stay and one hits.
- [09:05] * Proverb hmmms, and stays.
- [09:05] <~Willpower> The dealer gulps. "O-orright... lay em' out."
- [09:06] * Proverb flips her cards over one at a time.
- [09:06] <Proverb> Ace
- [09:06] <Proverb> 10
- [09:06] * Proverb grins.
- [09:07] <~Willpower> Two of them deflate, but one of them smirks. He lays his down, Ace and Jack.
- [09:10] * Proverb nods to him. "Well played."
- [09:11] <~Willpower> Two of them curse their bad luck when a rumble can be heard outside that shakes the station, a radio crackles to like on a table. "Base, copy?" One of them scrambles over to the radio and picks up the headset.
- [09:13] * Proverb perks her ears. That didn't sound good. She looks back at Willpower. "You know what that was?"
- [09:15] * Willpower is frowning, hard. Something is bothering him. The pony on the radio listens for a bit, staunching in color, "Base acknowledges... out." he throws the headset away and looks back at the other soldiers and says one word, "Deadfall." They staunch and scramble from their seats, grabbing their gear and armoring up.
- [09:16] * Proverb looks scared. "Wh-what's that?"
- [09:17] <~Willpower> Two of the ponies are helping one into a serious suit of armor and strapping a flamethrowing to his back, one of them has sprinted to one of the airlocks and is opening it, before running back to the mounted machine gun and loading it up, the other two are grabbing as much ammo as they can carry and such.
- [09:19] * Proverb looks to Willpower, before scrambling back to the room, throwing her armor and tac vest on before galloping back. She unslings her SVD, clicking the saftey off.
- [09:21] * Willpower simply maintains that same displeased look and trots over to the airlock where the other soldiers have now assembled, the behemoth armored flamerpony at the front.
- [09:23] * Proverb trots after him, lofting into the air above the soldiers and peering down her scope through the now-open airlock.
- [09:24] <~Willpower> One of the soldiers flips a switch and floodlights blink to life, lighting up the tunnel a good bit, a clanking and clatter can be heard in the distance. Along with a loong unequine howl.
- [09:26] * Proverb eeps. She takes a deep breath. "Okay Proverb, you passed the test, you can do this." She says to herself.
- [09:28] <~Willpower> A railcar comes veering around a corner at very high speed and proptly derails, slamming into the wall and skidding down the tracks towards the station, sparks flying. The howls are getting closer. The pony is heavy armor lumbers forward towards the crash, where three ponies are tossed about haphazardly. One of the soldiers goes with him. The one on the machine gun remains and the other is weilding a mounter flamethrower.
- [09:33] * Proverb gasps, looking down at Willpower. She holds her position.
- [09:34] * Willpower frowns more and trots out after them, bootfalls the only sound being made.
- [09:37] <~Willpower> Blackout is one of the soldiers in the crash, he is dragging one of the other soldiers back towards the station just when the first of the monsters comes barreling around the corner, and more are coming. The second soldier who went forward with the heavy sees this and scrambles to help the last pony who is pinned under the cart. The heavy trots forward past the cart and opens up with his flamers, dousing the monsters.
- [09:39] * Proverb flies forward, her SVD cracking rapidly as she provided covering fire for the soldier still trapped and the one helping him.
- [09:41] <~Willpower> the soldier on the MG and support can't do anything for fear of hitting their allies. Blackout shouts to Proverb, "No, get back to the barricade you!" Willpower trots forward to the pony trying desperately to free his comrade and looks down at them.
- [09:42] <~Willpower> More howks can be heard, there are more on the way.
- [09:42] <~Willpower> *howls
- [09:44] * Willpower is now known as Reverie
- [09:44] * Proverb shakes her head. She wasn't just going to leave Willpower or the soldiers she had just met out there! She does, however, hold her position, hovering near the ceiling about 20 feet into the tunnel.
- [09:44] * Reverie is now known as Willpower
- [09:46] <~Willpower> The monsters are gaining quickly in numbers, the heavy starts to back up slowly as he drains his fuel. The soldier trying to lift the cart is trying his best, but it's just to damn heavy.
- [09:47] <Proverb> "Willpower! Help him!" Proverb cries, slamming a fresh clip into her SVD and opening fire again.
- [09:48] * Willpower moves forward and attempts to lift the extremely heavy cart. Inch by inch it rises, to the point where the other soldier can drag the pinned one out, as this is happening the heavy is back up beyond the track where Willpower is holding the cart up.
- [09:53] * Proverb moves up, past the retreating heavy, reloading and firing at the closest monsters to Willpower and the two soldiers, trying to give them more time.
- [09:55] <~Willpower> Just then the heavy runs dry of fuel and the soldiers are freed to retreat, but the monsters are now free to hoard forward onto them, right at Proverb.
- [09:58] * Proverb screams, backwinging frantically, right into the ceiling. Her aim wavers as she fires rapidly, the clip clicking empty after only a few seconds.
- [09:59] <~Willpower> Proverb timbles to the floor after hitting the ceiling with that much force. The monsters quickly starting to close the distance.
- [10:02] * Proverb yelps and reloads, scrambling backward and putting 5 rounds into the closest moster. "Willpower!" she cries out.
- [10:04] * Willpower looks between the monsters and Proverb, his eyes flash with understanding, his training from before kicking in, to many to stop, to many to run... He moves forward towards Proverb and picks her up and throwing her back towards the airlock where the soldiers are...before promptly disappearing into the horde of oncoming monsters, the heavy grabs her and drags her into the station as the door starts to slide closed.
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- [10:09] * ChanServ sets mode +qo Willpower Willpower for #DeadCityOps
- [10:09] * Proverb cries out as Willpower disappeared beneath the horde. "WILLPOWER! NO!" She reaches a hoof out towards the closing door, tears streaming down her face.
- [10:10] <~Willpower> The door closes just as the monsters reach the door, it seals. The heavy releases Proverb and turns to help sort out the wounded rangers, who are currently being treated by Blackout, who looks somewhat shocked.
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- [10:13] * Proverb ([email protected]) Quit (Ping timeout: 121 seconds)
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- [10:14] * Proverb collapses on the floor where she was dropped, clutching her smoking SVD to her chest and curling up, crying.
- [10:15] <~Willpower> Blackout stands and looks to one of the rangers, "You, on the horn, report this in to Capital." he then returns to his work.
- [10:21] * Proverb calms somewhat, crying quietly. She remains curled up, clutching her rifle like a young filly would clutch a safety blanket.
- [10:21] <~Willpower> Blackout stands and trots over to Proverb. "Hey..." he says quietly.
- [10:24] * Proverb looks up at Blackout, tears streaking her face. "You, you hated him, didn't you?" She says quietly. "Didn't you!" That she yells.
- [10:25] * Willpower headtilts. "Hated? The Damned One?" he is expressionless by his mask.
- [10:26] <Proverb> "His name, was WILLPOWER!" Oh boy, she's pissed.
- [10:26] <~Willpower> "His name... was Reverie."
- [10:26] <~Willpower> Says Blackout.
- [10:28] * Proverb blinks. "Oh... H-how do you know?"
- [10:29] * Willpower shakes his head and turns, trotting away, leaving her to her thoughts.
- [10:29] * Willpower is now known as Blackout
- [10:31] <Proverb> "B-Blackout!" She starts crying again, curling back up. "I, I'm s-s-s-sorry."
- [10:37] * Proverb cries for another minute, before calming down again. She slowly gets to her hooves, looking back at the door. "Iam tua mens requiescant in pace." She says, before turning from it and looking at the other soldiers and Blackout, her gaze hardening.
- [10:38] <Proverb> "May vestri anima requiescant in pace."**
- [10:38] <~Blackout> Blackout has set the two greviously injured soldiers in cots near the fire, he is now talking seriously on the radio.
- [10:39] * Proverb comes trotting over to Blackout, reloading her SVD before slinging it over her back. She waits.
- [10:40] * Blackout looks to Proverb, "What is it?" he asks softly.
- [10:57] <Proverb> "How, how did you know his name?"
- [11:03] * Blackout looks at her. "Classified."
- [11:05] * Proverb 's face falls. "Oh..." Is all she says.
- [11:06] * Blackout offers Proverb a hug instead. "I'm... I am sorry for your loss."
- [11:08] * Proverb takes it, hugging the fluffy northern pony tightly.
- [11:11] * Blackout sighs. "I'm... sorry that... you had to see that."
- [11:13] * Proverb sniffles. "He, he died with, understanding. I saw it in his eyes..."
- [11:19] * Blackout blinks. "What?"
- [11:20] <Proverb> "He, he, he knew what he was doing, understood it. There was, comprehension..." She looks at Blackout.
- [11:21] * Blackout is quiet for a bit. "Sounds like the Reverie I knew."
- [11:21] * Proverb blinks. "...knew?"
- [11:23] * Blackout nods. "I told you I knew him yes?"
- [11:24] * Proverb shakes her head.
- [11:27] <~Blackout> "Well I did, he was... he was a good pony." he says quietly slipping off his mask. "One of the best Coltunist comrades I've ever met."
- [11:30] * Proverb nods. "He was a good friend, even if he didn't talk much."
- [11:30] * Blackout nods. "Can't really blame him though, he should be insane."
- [11:31] <Proverb> "Yeah..."
- [11:33] <~Blackout> The is a subtle scratching noise coming from somewhere in the station at the moment, but only an extremely perceptive pony would hear it.
- [11:35] * Proverb is a perceptive pony! Her ears perk. "Shh! I hear something!"
- [11:36] * Blackout silences. "I... hear that... sounds like tapping..."
- [11:36] * Proverb unslings her SVD, looking around. "What do you think it is?"
- [11:37] * Blackout listens closer. "That's tapping for sure... I... I think it's on the door..."
- [11:39] * Proverb frowns, moving towards the door, SVD raised. "But what's making it?"
- [11:39] <~Blackout> "Mutants... mutants don't tap..."
- [11:39] <Proverb> "Open it."
- [11:39] * Blackout sprints over to a station with monitors on it, he starts scrolling through a series of security feeds.
- [11:43] * Proverb keeps her rifle trained on the door.
- [11:44] * Blackout gasps and hits the button to open the door. It starts to slide open.
- [11:45] * Proverb takes a step forward.
- [11:47] <~Blackout> Outside there are monsters strewn about everywhere, probably around fifty of them all the day up to the door not including the ones roasted by the heavy.
- [11:50] * Proverb sweeps her aim over the carnage, gasping, looking for one body in particular...
- [11:50] <~Blackout> Proverb steps on a body at the door, hoof rested against it. Deep gashes all over it, pieces of spinal column exposed.
- [11:51] * Proverb jumps back.
- [11:51] * Blackout is now known as Willpower
- [11:52] * Willpower shifts slightly and starts to crawl slowly forward again, leading a trail of blood as he goes.
- [11:53] * Proverb gallops over to him, grabbing the much larger pony and dragging him into the station. "Blackout!"
- [11:58] <~Willpower> Blackout sprints over blinking and looking at the carnage. "Holy shit."
- [12:00] <Proverb> "He needs medical attention stat!" She winced at his condition, nuzzling him. "Hang in there."
- [12:00] * Willpower doesn't make a sound, he is breathing softly, as if slipping away. Blackout doesn't even bother to mive him, he starts to work on healing him.
- [12:06] <~Willpower> (Pause)
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