Gaze grabbed the keys "thanks a lot I will try not to eat these anymore," he said he grabbed the pot and threw the eggs on the plate and gobbled them down. He looked at the keys and exited the house "wow this house looks old fashion," he said he looked the door and wondered around town.
"Oh darn it, it's them." Said Arrows as a Black pony with a blue mane walked into the range, followed by 2 others, all with smug grins on their faces. "These showoffs come into town every so often when i'm here. They're trying to prove they're better shooters than me. I guess they're just bitter from when I beat them in a shooting competition." Arrow explained to Firebreeze. The black pony spoke up (imagine him with a New York accent) "Oh look, it's Broken Arrows." The 2 behind him let out a smug laugh. "What do you want?" Asked Arrows.
Fire watched as the black pony and his friends walked in, "They look like a bunch of sissies..." He said to Arrows, "I can't see them winning any competition."
The black pony looked at Firebreeze "Are you one Arrows' talentless friends?" Asked the black pony, still smug while pulling out a compound bow, and shooting arrows at a target in a formation that spelled out his name: Compound Shot. "What did I tell you? He's a showoff." Said Arrows.
Heron checked her note again. Yep, this was the right range. She flew up to a pony that looked like he owned the place and said "Hello, I have a delivery of arrows for this range. Is there anywhere specific I am to put them?"
The Grill in Appleloosa wasn't the most comfortable of places to eat breakfast. Especially if your companion was going to ask for chicken. The heat wasn't a worry as it was wafted in along with the dry dust. The locals were friendly enough as they busied themselves with eating rather than looking for any excuse to start a fight. The wooden stools always made Sulphy's legs go numb, meaning he'd have to down his quill, walk off the pins and needles then come back having lost his train of thought. He'd then sit, remember what he was writing then get twenty words in when he needed to get back up. Even so, he'd managed to finish the letter: Dear Princess Luna, Giving Tyro these jobs seems to have calmed him down for now. He seemed oddly happy when we put Black Scar and his gang behind bars, even if we did have help from the other elements that dropped in. That might be just coincidence or Luck, I can't tell. Now that we've finished that assignment, please could you send over the next as soon as possible. Tyro seems eager to clear bad guys off the map but I do wonder how he fell into all this vigilante business. He hasn't mentioned anything yet. He continues to talk about his children but I did get the name of this ex-wife of his: Yuffie. It might be possible to track her down and get something more on Tyro than he's currently telling us. As you asked, I will continue asking him. Perhaps his friends could help with that. The two that helped us with Black Scar's train heist were invited to breakfast but there's been no sign of them so far. My only concern now is what we do when the stream of criminals runs dry. Tyro mentions leading rebellions from time to time now: if we can't keep him preoccupied and invested in Equestria's interests then we find ourselves taking a large step backwards. Your sister would want to beef up the security. Your faithful servant, Sulphealious He rolls the scroll up and puffs, burning the letter up into nothing and sending it on it's way. He looks over to the bar as Tyro trots over, slipping onto the bench on the other side of the table. He leans his head and looks at Sulphy's face. "Aww...You getting grumpy?" He said with a ga-ga tone. "No, I'm hungry. How long is it going to be?" Sulphy snaps, eyes lowered as he leans on the table. "A short while." Tyro replies. "Soo...What was the letter about? I hope you were nice about me." "Just a report on how we did with Black Scar. Nothing else." Sulphy said curtly. From then, the conversation dropped dead as a housefly once all that business was concluded. They had simply nothing left to ask. "Hope Arrows and Firebreeze turn up..."
"You think he's a show off?" Fire says as he throws multiple arrows into the air, then his hair and mane changed to fire as he shouted, which fired a fire pulse that launched the now flaming arrows to spell 'Impressed?' "No one out does a Wind family member!"
"Nice one Firebreeze!" Yelled Arrows "Watch this" Arrows hit the target above the one that said compounds name, this time arranging the arrows into the word, "Stupid" and then had an arrow pointing at Compound's name. "Why I outta... no matter. There will be other days." Said Compound as he walked out of the range, throwing his bits on the counter.
Karl woke up by the branches and looked down. He had slept up in a tree in fear of anypony finding him, as the royal guard had begun searching for him now. He slowly climbed down the tree, branch for branch, while hastily looking for any guards that might find him. As he dropped down on the ground he looked for a clear sign to move out of his spot. As there wasn't anypony close, he bolted for the buildings, jumping in the fence up to the roof in an instant. He sat down and smiled while he once again looked over the market, although it wasn't as chaotic as in the day, it was certainly a mess. (I'll post why the royal guard is on Karls flank in OC chat.)
(In the streets of Canterlot) A large cloaked pony moved through the alleys of the cit, followed by five others. They rounded the corner and ran into a guards pony, "Hey! Lower the hood!" the guard ordered, lowering his spear. "Oh but of course." replied the large cloaked pony, whose voice was sounded muffled by something (Again, he sounds almost just like Bain). He flipped the hood down to reveal a large bald orange head with eyes so brown they were almost black, "But now I have to kill you." he said, grabbing the guard and pulling him screaming into the alley, which abruptly ended with a SNAP.
Facade drew his wagon up, frowning at the world. Ever since the Human War business has been good as ponies have been looking for anything to laugh at. Even if it meant laughing at each other, but still something felt quite off to him. As he continued to ponder the odd feeling he cantered up to a sign pointing to the nearest town. "Oh good god..." Facade moaned as he read the sign. "Every time I come here something always happens!...But I can't afford to skip a town..." Facade sighed heavily as he began dragging his cart towards the small town. "Hope I'm not drawn into any super adventure...Gonna be bad for business." He quickly set up shop in the center of town, and posted a few fliers around town. He would have to wait until the word had spread. Charge some bits, collect the tips, and get out before anything odd could happen. "Heh...Such a simple plan." Facade said with a weak smile. "What could possibly go wrong?" He said aloud as he walked into his wagon. Of course those words would bite him back in the flank.
The caped pony looked at the wagon, then stood up. He wanted to take a shot, but trying to jump that distance wasn't a good idea. He backed up a bit, readied his legs and began running to the wagon. As sson as he hit the edge of the roof, he stretched his legs, propelling him forward. He felt the wind in his mane, flowing through the many thousand strings of hair. His hoofs hit the roof of the wagon and he opened his eyes. He was standing on top of the wagon. He smiled a bit then turned around and jumped of the roof, bolting for one of the alleys. Once he was there, he began once again climbing the wall to reach the top.
Dark Shine flew home to get a quick nap and do some stuff, when he saw some mail on the floor. "Bill, bill, bill, bill.... Huh?" he looked at the next one to find it was a note from his other half, Perfect Melody. Dear Dark Shine, I am afraid to tell you that I no longer want to be in a relationship with you. If you dont understand, I am sorry, I just dont think it can work out. We can always sttay friends. Yours Sincereley~ Perfect Melody <3 Dark Shine looked at the note, and read it again, and again, and again, not believing what he saw. Perfect Melody... Was leaving him? He wanted to cry, so decided to get some fresh air. He walked onto the Balcony of his house, laid down and quietly cried.
As Karl made it up to the roof he looked out over the market again, but this time he had to turn around and run. The guards had seen him. As he jumped from roof to roof, he suddenly stopped. He had gotten an ominous feeling, something was wrong. He couldn't hear the guards anymore, so he took a good look around him. He then perked his ears up and began running east. He knew that something was wrong with his friends. And that the friend needed someone right now. Plus, he was gonna take his new vocal cords for a ride. (I bloody exchanged his vocal cords, yeah! What you gon' do 'bout it?)
"Such a lovely city." said the masked pony, looking out from a buildingtop, "Too bad it won't be for very long." he nodded to a pony next to him, who floated up a remote with a singular switch on it. The masked pony flipped it, and a large explosion rocked the city as the only railroad connecting the city to the rest of the world was blown up. That would send the signal to his other henchponies to begin full isolation of the city, by taking the railroad checkpoint, and trapping the guard in their barracks. Within hours, the city would be cut off from the rest of the world, and not even the royal family would be there to stop him. "Let's go." he told the ponies around him, and they headed off tithe palace.
Tyro nudges the strange lump he'd been handed as Sulphy crunches on his rubies slowly. The slightly off looking thing was apparently chicken in the same style Griffens like it but it looked...greasier than normal to him. Ponies don't know how to cook for a carnevore, not that he could blaim them of course. Salads and flowers grate heavily when your thinking of drumsticks... He nibbles it, figuring it was this or starve. It was then that Sulphy burps loudly, catching the scroll in his claws. He unfurls it amd begins reading, his lips muttering what the eyes scan over. "Huh..." Sulphy says. " What?" Tyro leans in. "Canterlot was just attacked by an explosion. The trains in have been stopped and one of Luna's servants thought it best that we return and check up on it." Sulphy says, abridging the full message. "Huh..." Tyro says, simply. "We need to get back then." "How? Trains can't get in." Sulphy says as he rolls the letter up. "We'll get as close as we can then figure it out." He answers as he bites a large chunk from the mystery meat. He'd need his strength. "What? We break into Canterlot? Just jump the fence?" Sulphy complaims as Tyro slams a paw on the table, forcing the 'chicken' down. "We either call ahead and get the guards to drop a ladder or ask a pegasis to get us over. Easy." Tyro explains. "We're Luna's opperatives, not robbers..Now..." He takes another chunk from the meat. It was thick , rubbery and tasted mainly of cooking grease. How could a Griffen like this?
"Well that was easy." the masked pony said, looking at the pile of rubble in front of him that was once the guard barracks. He turned to see that two of his men had brought a beaten and bruised guard to him, "Now look what we have here." he said. "I will die before I talk!" the guard spat. "Such bravery!" the masked pony exclaimed sarcastically, "Let's see just how willing you are to keep that." he then unleashed a brutal assualt with his hooves upon the guard's body, probably breaking every bone in his body. "STOP! Stop!" the guard cried out in pain, "What do you want to know?" "That's what I thought, now, let me ask you. Where is your leader, not the royals, but your commander?" the masked pony asked. "Not here, I don't know where, she's just not here." the guard said painfully. "Good, now, I will let you ask me a question, to be fair." the guard thought for awhile before saying, "Who...who are you?" "Oh my name, what an innocent question, I shall answer, I am Pain." the he snapped the guard's neck.
On his way home from the archery range, Firebreeze heard an explosion near Canterlot. "Bloody Hell!" He exclaimed, noticing that the train bridge had been destroyed. He then made a mad dash to Canterlot.
The caped pony stopped in the middle of a jump, briefly labding on top of building as he heard a low thunder. He looked at the direction of the sound and saw smoke, coming from the railroad tracks and a small pillar from Canterlot itself. His eyes shrunk down. He had an invaluable friend in Canterlot, he couldn't let him die! He took bolted off to the train station, in a scared fit of rage. If he didn't get to Canterlot... then Freedom would die. (Those who don't know who Freedom is, check ze OC list. And ignore the last post mine, it's for something else.)
