Blackvein laughed "So... thanks for giving us your resume, totally what we wanted... As for me, I'm a professional hunter. I trap and kill animals for food, fur, and in more than one case, saving people from dangerous creatures. Ever hear of the dead-night mamba? Nope, you don't, cuz I killed it before it could kill the primary populace of Trottingham. I'm also a bit of a tinker, making a contraption here and there."
Imp raised an eyebrow. "Food? Wouldn't Griffons or dragons be the only ones to eat it? Last I checked ponies were herbavours. " Sent from my SCH-I535 using Tapatalk
"I don't know, if your hungry your hungry. I can understand giving it away to dragons and what not." Blue Flame said leaning back into a seat.
"Who said I'm selling it to ponies. I sell it for pets, gryphons, and while it's unethical, the wizard himself pays big cash for the meat to feed his troops." ((OOC Ponies cannot biologically digest meat. It would physically cause you harm to ingest it. Have a little science!))
Lupus would not be a part of this odd conversation as she took flight! Only, oh, twenty metres above the autocart! Keeping an eye out for things~! What was she looking for, absolutely anything interesting!
"I'm Spring Lever, a fixer, breaker, tinkerer and inventor par excellence. If you're looking for a fighter I can people off my back, but if you need a machine handled in any way I'm your pony." Spring is eager and enthusiastic, smiling a beaming grin. His mane is partially burnt and dirty and the headset full of lenses and other devices gives him a madcap appearance. His saddle bags bulge with tools and parts. His cutie mark is a smoking gear with a pawl. Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
(God Dang, I can't keep up with these posts!) "My name's Parashadow." He said, whilst shining his sword. "I'm a state detective and negotiator. I tend to find the small details and exploit them to the advantage of me or my allies. Get on my bad side, and you may just end up on the Public Enemy list."
"The name's Imp. To put it bluntly, i'm a theif." She gestured to her cutie mark, an open padlock with 2 lockpicks, before continuing. "I rob houses, pick pockets, sell stolen goods. As long as they pay well. Even cleaned out a couple merchant caravans with my gang up in Saddle Arabia. We were a bit infamous, actually." She smirked, but the expression quickly disappeared. "Breaking-and-entering is my forte. Havn't found a lock I couldn't get past yet. Pretty good with a sword too." Sent from my SCH-I535 using Tapatalk
"Laissez Fairish is the name, in case you forgot what the poster said." Laissez yelled from the driver seat. "Guess you could I'm privileged. Born rich, learned to become richer, stayed rich. Heck, even started my on little industry, LF Conglomerate as my senior project in high school. Well, less of started but more of bought out multiple businesses and started a few more to be absorbed." He sighed. "The money I used to be swimming in..." As the Manehatten comes into view, so does an overturned carriage with a group of ponies around it in the road. Laissez slowed down a little. "Lupus, you go check it out. We'll be right behind you with a few seconds of space."
Lupus nodded once to Laissez! Gliding over and hovering above the overturned carriage, shrugging around the shortsword on her back, ready to have to draw it if need be! Just flapping, and keeping just over the carriage! "Hello?~! What happened here?" She would ask in a lightly demanding tone! Better to act confident! After all, she did not want to give any sign whatsoever that she was weak or anything! (( 200th post! Squeee! ))
Blue Flame had fallen asleep, leaning back in his seat. He had stayed awake since two weeks ago, not sleeping until he finished some missions.
Imp sighed and began to mentally gauge how many bits she still had to earn. She had 98 bits in her coinpurse and if the job payed as well as promised..."only a couple hundred bits more to bail my gang out" she thought. "Then we can get back in business again" Sent from my SCH-I535 using Tapatalk
"This a maniacally fast carriage Mr Faire, I'm surprised Any Pegasus can keep up" Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
(Sorry for the delay, haven't been having the greatest of times.) The group of six ponies surround the carriage, three of them carrying muskets and the other carrying sabres or knifes but none of them brandishing them or ready for attack. The larger one of the group wearing a large fur ushanka-like hat approached her. "Ah, follow traveler, we are glad to see you! We have suffered catastrophic crash and one of own is injured badly. Can you help us?" Laissez looked back in the carriage at Spring. "Yup, she is indeed fast! Maybe one day there'll be thousands of this babies zipping up and down the coasts on larger paths, slowly getting faster, safer, bigger! Who knows?"
Lupus nodded a little, looking around, "Bring out the wounded, there is a carriage following behind me. I am certain they will be able to assist you and your companions" She stated, "I can probably help the wounded, give a little aid, before the carriage gets here?" She offered, moving closer to the carriage that was upturned! Why were all these ponies armed!?
"The only downside I can see to more of these carriages is it'll be a lot harder to rob than the everyday variety." Imp busied herself cleaning her lockpicks, levitating them in the red aura of her magic Sent from my SCH-I535 using Tapatalk
"Ah, yes, давайте спешить (Let's move)! He is this way, in the carriage, I will send a few ponies over to flag down carriage." He turned and pointed a couple of ponies carrying sabres and yelled at them in some foreign language. "Вы и вы, я хочу, чтобы ты махнуть рукой этой перевозки и посчитайте, сколько внутри он затем привести его здесь. Мы будем обрабатывать кобылу!"(You and you, I need you to flag down that carriage and count how many are inside it then bring it here. We'll handle the mare)!" The two ponies nod and hurry off in the direction of the carriage as the big leader one beckoned Lupus over the carriage. "Here, hurry, he's lost a lot of blood!" Laissez snorted at Imp. "You thieves, always trying to take what's not yours. I pity you lot, for the most part."
Blue Flame had just awoken, tired and exhausted. He got out of the carriage stretching, seeing a topside carriage, "So, what I'd miss?"
Imp stowed away her lockpicks, feeling a bit sore, and shot a glare at Laissez. "It may not always be a matter of choice, but we certainly don't need your pity" She snapped. Sent from my SCH-I535 using Tapatalk
