Celestia's Finest: Throwdown on Mane Street

[D.KnightSpider]

Brazen launches into his own round of stretches. Admittedly he already did spend most of the running about but in a suit made to help augment his movements, there was still a bit to limber up. "Every soldier is trained so that if they have to they can put a bullet in somepony when it comes to brass tacks. Some do it easier than others but you flip that switch almost as if it were as simple as breathin."

"That's because it is." Sniper replied.

"And what about yerself? Got anythin you need to clarify about me?"

He moved to the center of the mat. The invitation was there to speak his mind, so he did.

"Half of me envies you because you live in such a black and white world. You're everything my father wanted me to be. The other half hates that you can't let my mistakes go. I've got enough guilt over my actions as it is. You don't have to add to it."

Sniper adjusted his stance and weight distribution so that he could react and respond quickly to Brazen's actions. It was time to get serious.

"Ready when you are, fly boy."