Re: Fallout Equestria: The Kingdom

[Admiral Stoic Rum]

"That'll only get you chubby, me, I'm going to the Clinic. err... Klinik." Painkiller heads off to replenish his medical supplies.

He promptly runs nose first into a locked door. "What the Bucking Hell! Who locks up a doctor's office at night!?"

[Ironmonger]

Cast Iron chuckles. "Maybe Klinik owner is getting some hey-hey. Who knows?"

[222222]

*After observing the mostly silent exchange followed by the sudden outburst, Frank looks expectantly towards Iron*
"So can I join?"

[Ironmonger]

Cast Iron makes a sideways gesture with his head in the affirmative. "Sure, vy not. Just try to stick close to me and zeh doktor, I'm not sure how zeh ozers vill react to me approving your following."

[222222]

"Score! So when are you guys leaving? And where are you going? And what are you doing now?"

[Ironmonger]

"I'm not sure vat zeh doktor has planned, but I am vaiting for everyone else to meet back up. If zey even do. I honestly have nozing to do." he says honestly.

[Admiral Stoic Rum]

"We are going to restock supplies, and lugnut there is going to get a more appropriate weapon. We don't have ammunition for his in these parts."

Painkiller massages his nose a bit and rolls for perception to check the area for barrels and other containers he can access.[perception is 5 rolled a 5]

[CamoBadger]

You see several barrels behind stores and houses that are filled with un-stored supplies, scrap, and other things.

[222222]

"Ok cool I'll just tag along with you I suppose. So what was that language you guys were speaking?"

[Admiral Stoic Rum]

He rummages around all of the barrels and containers praying for a lockpick, bobbypin, or thin scrap to pick the lock.
[Luck 7+1(claustrophobia outside)+1 (intense training) rolls a 2]

[CamoBadger]

You find a lot of random things scrambled together, but can't seem to find what you're looking for.

(10)
"HEY!" a voice shouts through the night as Painkiller is digging through a barrel. "What do you think you're doing!" An armed guard is trotting toward him quickly.

[Admiral Stoic Rum]

"Rummaging, " Painkiller doesn't even bother looking up.

[Ironmonger]

Cast Iron turns to his new friend. "Zat vas Germane. As you could probably hear it has harsher tones zan Equish. Zeh grammar and spelling is a bit more straight-forvard and is easier to understand under stressful conditions, but is not as flexible as your language."

[CamoBadger]

"That isn't your barrel, get your head out of there and explain yourself."

[222222]

"Huh neat I guess. So are you guys both from Germania then? Is that far away?"

[Admiral Stoic Rum]

Painkiller pops his head out of the barrel, still looking away at the guard, "Well, if whomever this barrel belongs to did not want people to look through it, they shouldn't have put it outside now should they?" At the word they, Painkiller slowly turns his head to look the guard in the eye, his own eyes a aglow with red that shines out in the deepening twilight.

[Ironmonger]

"I am from Germane, but I am unsure of ver zeh doktor is from. He has not said. Germane is far off of Equestria's eastern border."

[CamoBadger]

"Oh, I'm sorry, some of us don't have enough space to keep everything in our little homes." The sound of the two rifles on his battle saddle loading clacks through the night. "Now get out of here."

[222222]

"Germane huh. Thats cool I guess. Hey whats going on with your doctor friend over there, why is that guard pointing his guns at him?"

[Admiral Stoic Rum]

"You know, medical professionals are hard to come by in the wasteland, it would be a very very reckless thing to shoot one for digging through other ponies' garbage."

Painkiller slowly backs away as the guard requested, unable to resist the urge to have the last word.

[Ironmonger]

Cast Iron turns in the direction of the Doktor. "...Uh oh." He knocks himself in the head lightly for being so oblivious of his friend's location and safety. "Doktor! Vat is going on?" he called out, not sure of what to say and risking sounding like an idiot.

[CamoBadger]

The guard remained by the barrels, his stance ready to fight and his eyes tracking Painkiller.

[Admiral Stoic Rum]

"Just chatting with the guard here. Seems he doesn't like it when ponies look through open barrels sitting out in the middle of public." He calls back out to the Gigantic pony he is currently backing up to.

He quickly switches to Germane, "If you would, look as scary as you possibly can. But say nothing further!"

[Ironmonger]

Cast Iron straightens up his posture, standing at his full height, towering over the guard. He forms a scowl on his face, gives his best death-glare, and makes a threatening animalistic growl.

[Admiral Stoic Rum]

Finally getting the giant between himself and the guard he bumps Cast Iron and inclines his head to the bar, indicating to Frank to follow. "Lets beat it before more fuzz start trouble"

[Ironmonger]

Cast Iron follows as well, his industrial-grade cybernetics making more noise than they should as he spins around to the direction of the bar. "Vell, zat vas interesting." he remarks.

[222222]

"Will we get to meet more of your caravan in the bar you think? You'll explain that I'm with you guys now right?"

[Ironmonger]

"Likely, and yes. I almost entirely expect objections, but you seem to be in need of help. Zerefor, zey vill have to go zrough me."

[Admiral Stoic Rum]

"If they get through him, I'm just going to sidestep and let you get the full brunt of it meat-shield... I mean Frank." Painkiller dead pans. He stops short of the door, and indicates to Frank. "Ladies first."

[222222]

Frank looks over his shoulder and doesn't see anyone.
"Well lacking any ladies I suppose its age before beauty."
Indicates door to Painkiller

[Sponsored content]