Trucy looked around again. "Uh, let's see... Forth and sixth... Red building..." She began running down the street, looking down each intersection. "Come on, this way!"
Nightmoon spotted other ponies, she thought to herself "Are they safe? Maybe I should go talk to them? No I'll just watch for a while and we will see" She lurked in the shadows, her dark coat hiding her reasonably well, but if one looked toward her she would be able to be spotted EDIT: (Oh sorry didn't notice them x.x but fixed :3)
(What's with the asterixes?) "Son of a-" Percy began, only to be interrupted by gunfire. "Other bandits! Hurry!" He said, breaking out into a sprint.
"Wait-Wah?!?" She yelled, finally stopping at an intersection. She looked hurriedly around before rushing into small hole in the wall of a red brick building. "Hold on, let me unblock the door."
Trucy ran over to the door, removing an improvised barricade of a couple of chairs and a small table. She then opened the door to let the two in. "Hurry!"
Percy ran to the shelter and entered. "Took out a bandit or two." He said. "...And I'm not her boyfriend."
Trucy slammed the door shut, pushing the chairs and tables back in front of the door to barricade it. Is looked like she held up in what appears to be a tavern of some sort.
After the vines brace the door, Trucy took a deep breath and leaned back against the barricade. "Phew... I'm guessing your not going to rob me at this point." She looked over at the two. "I got your name, Percy. Who are you?"
Percy put his hoof around Mouse's neck and placed the barrel of his gun to her head. "I'm a bandit. Now give me your bag, or this one gets it." He demanded.
Trucy eyes widened. "I... Uh.." She gulped. "Just uh... Stay calm, no one needs to get hurt." She slowly began inching towards the backroom of the tavern.
Trucy reluctantly trotted into the backroom. She saddle pack off floor and trotted over to a cabinet, placing several cans inside saddle before quietly closing and hiding in the cabinet before Percy walked in.
Percy walked to the bag, dropping Mouse. He opened the bag and sighed. "You're not going to survive on this stuff. Take these." He said, dropping a gas mask and some food from his own bag inside hers.
Percy attempted to block the cowbar with his already injured arm. "Argh! Y-You crazy mare!" He screamed, holding onto his hoof.