Re: Fallout Equestria: The Kingdom

[Admiral Stoic Rum]

"He was at the clinic last I saw," Painkiller replies. "Its still late out, you know, if you're going to be looking for him, I'd try the bar. He looked like he was out walking the wastes." He grins at the memory of his 'fun'. "As for me, i will be turning in, Good Night Youngin..."

[Tytan]

Viktor nodded and left back to his burrow. He lowered himself back in and huddled into an alcove. He couldn't get back to sleep, he instead looked at his paw where the pup had grabbed the ruby.

[Guest]

Cherry nods at Cast, then hears Painkiller"The clinic, and the wastes..."She begins to very worried"Oh, no, he didn't get himself hurt did he?"She bites her lower lip

[Admiral Stoic Rum]

Painkiller pauses again, "No, he was whole and fine. From what I could see he may have just been a bit thirsty, but his friend looked nauseous."

[Ironmonger]

"Vorry not, I am sure he is fine." he floats out a bottle of water over to her. "Keep drinking vater, a squadmate told me it vill make your pain pass faster."

[Admiral Stoic Rum]

"Its true, you know, I am a doctor." Painkiller affirms Cast Iron's statement, "Lightweight."

[XT Vengeance]

Charcoal trots over to the chair he had spent the morning in. "Um...you can have the bed. I'll just stay in this chair again."

[Ironmonger]

"Vehicle hijacker." he retorts.

[Tytan]

Clock looks at the chair, it doesn't look particularly comfortable, "We could... share the bed."

[Guest]

Cherry lets out a sigh of relief"Ya have no idea how happy ah am ta hear that. Thank ya doc. Ya go on and get some sleep."She takes the water"Thank ya, sir."

[Ironmonger]

Cast Iron makes a polite bow. "I hope you feel better, no vun should have to go through vat zey should not have to." He lumbers to his room.

[Admiral Stoic Rum]

"Failure to yield to pedestrian traffic Vehicular Homicidal Maniac," Painkiller grins with his retort. A genuine grin as he peeks something under Cast iron's helmet.

[Guest]

"Y'all have a nice night."She takes another drink from her water bottle.

[Ironmonger]

"Hit zeh elderly stallion. Fifty points." he chuckles.

[Admiral Stoic Rum]

"Good Night," Painkiller repeats to the retreating filly, yeah definitely a filly.

"Just how old do you think I am sonny? In my day we respected elders and ummm clean your room, get off my lawn...applesauce...mmmmapplesauce." Painkiller retorts. He just had sex, he's on cloud nine, and he knows how nice it is there, hes been to the actual cloud nine spas.

[Ironmonger]

Cast Iron opens the door to his room and removes anything unnecessary and lays down in the corner of the room with his rifle.

[XT Vengeance]

"What? I...you...we...it...I..." Charcoal is at a loss for words and blushing furiously.

[Admiral Stoic Rum]

Painkiller resumes his place on the bed. "applesauce" he says before going to sleep. His bags and clothes shucked beside the bed.

[Tytan]

"What?... Oh! Nononono. Not like that. I mean, we'll just share the bed.

Unless... you want to..."

[XT Vengeance]

Charcoal is silent for a moment, still blushing. All of a sudden he moves up and kisses Clock, wrapping his hooves around her.

[Tytan]

Clock is surprised by the suddenness and forwardness from Charcoal. She enthusiastically returns the kiss.

[XT Vengeance]

Charcoal slowly pulls back from the embrace. "I...was that a good answer?" he asks tentatively.

[Tytan]

Clock pulls him towards the bed and throws him onto it. She sits on his lap, facing towards him, and pulls the pin holding her mane in a bun. Her long blonde mane cascades down her back.

"Maybe."

[XT Vengeance]

"..." Charcoal is at a loss for words. "I...you...wow. Um...I...I haven't exactly...done this before. I...I'll try my best."

[Tytan]

Clock quiets him with a kiss, "Just lie back... I'll handle the rest."

[XT Vengeance]

Charcoal's instincts take over, in a sudden swift movement, he manages to pin Clockwork underneath him, the weight of his body holding her down. He kisses her on the neck, ever so slowly he starts to work his way down her body.

Fade to black.

[Ironmonger]

Cast Iron awakes with his rifle still at his side. He looks around for Painkiller and finds something not quite right laying in the bed. "...Doktor?"

[Admiral Stoic Rum]

Painkiller squirms a bit when he wakes up, he feels great, invigorated even by his early night respite and the following deep slumber.

He does not really like being disturbed from such an embrace of sleep and carnal dreams of flesh and absolute animal instinct.

One eye opens slowly and focuses in on Iron. "What?" he asks. Short simple and to the point.

[Ironmonger]

Cast Iron just stares at the Doktor, not quite sure if he is still secretly hungover or if he was injected with hallucinogen in his sleep. "...You have vings..."

[Admiral Stoic Rum]

"Really? That's news to me, wait.." he looks down his side and extends the apparatus, "you don't say, you think I can use them to fly?" His dashite brand shines against his burn scarred flank.

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