[FO:E] The Southern Wasteland of Equestria 1

[BladeofObliviom]

[Hippocampus Energy Plant]

Ebon continues backing away, but at least dignifies Blaster with a response.

"I spotted the Whitetail Woods to the southeast, which means Ponyville's to the west. I'm going north because that's the safest route to Manehattan."

He's lying, but the Steel Rangers don't have to know that. If that fight/distraction continues long enough, he'll sneak right out the front door.

[Luka]

[Hippocampus Energy Plant]

Ebon continues backing away, but at least dignifies Blaster with a response.

"I spotted the Whitetail Woods to the southeast, which means Ponyville's to the west. I'm going north because that's the safest route to Manehattan."

He's lying, but the Steel Rangers don't have to know that. If that fight/distraction continues long enough, he'll sneak right out the front door.

"....Well, good luck... I mean, I overhead by radio what was all the stuff about with the alicorn and... Well, joining to save a few good is K, but gotta think about the other hundred each alicorn kills, right? Everypony can do more good than that no matter what.... Ok, I admit it, Ray told me that and I'm just repeating it"
... Why is he not being hammy?
"OK GETTING THE GENS!!"
He suddenly yells so hard it startles both Ray and Burnshine, then starts trotting towards the second floor to put some talismans back

Burnshine's half withing her armor again, still arguing about stuff on how they should respect the elders' orders, Ray's just silent, possibly drinking water inside the armor or something.

[Tychris1]

Southwestern Equestria- Pricklytown 3;13 PM

Maul nods his head and says "Alright, let's move out. The sooner we figure this out, the sooner we save Half Pint's brother." he turns back towards the "well" in the town and begins to walk towards it.

[TAG Benson]

[Chaotic Bob]

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Ponyville

Razoreye is keeping it professional. At this point he has the most information, so he starts tracing his scouting report on the ground with his talon, elaborating on what he saw on a crude drawing of Ponyville.

"...and that means our best bet is the library."

Ponyville

Lamianos looks to Razoreye, a plan formulating "Well, these Raiders don't seem to be the most accurate thing in the world. Alright, Razoreye, you pick up Pineapple and rain death with that Thumper of hers. They barely managed to hit me and I was practically right infront of them, I doubt they can hit a moving target. I'll meet up with you two at the Library, got it?" His head jerks down and he groans, his head getting blurry for a moment "Urgh... I'm fine, just meet me at the Library. I'll manage whatever Raiders don't get blown up from you two." He begins to trot forward, meeting a rather overly excited Raider who decided to gallop as fast as he can, guns a blazing.

[Everyone else's view]

Lamianos jumps ontop of the raider, pounding away at the unfortunate buck with his spiked hooves, finally resorting to ripping the stallion in half.
Blood and Entrails and-

[Lamianos View]

Candy and Confetti and Streamers pour out of the delicious pinata Laminos just pulled apart. A huge grin grows across the Chimera's face at the sight of a party hat next to the Pinata. He picks it up and puts it ontop of his Power armor before frolicking forward. He had been waiting so long for Eledwhen's fantastic birthday party and he was prepared for the most amazing party of his life. He looks forward, using his Equines Foaming (For) Sugar radar he picks out which of the foals and party members are most desiring of his candy cane slinger and other sugary treats. He skips along, shooting candy corn, lobbing gumballs, and sending candy canes flying through the sky towards the happy mouths of everypony. What a nice fellow.

Lamianos notices one particular pony hiding behind a rock, she looks particularly sad. Looking down he notices his hooves have turned into jawbreakers and he raises them, her face brightening up considerably at the sight of the candy, and he shoves it straight into her mouth.

[Everyone else's view]

Lamianos seems to be frolicking through the war torn landscape, the disembodied head of the pony he maimed earlier strapped onto his helmet as he jumps and skips any forerunner raider he finds into a pile of gore; guns a blazing.

[TAG Chaotic, Obliviom, MCerberus]

Ponyville

Intimidation. One way to get through these beast-ponies. As for the death from above plan, also interesting. Not a lot of infrastructure to worry about too. Razoreye looks at Pineapple before giving a little shrug/nod. He's a big griffin so no worries about him being unable to fly carrying a pony.

[Ponyville]

Well, Pineapple's a heavy pony carrying a heavy weapon. But if Razoreye thinks he can do it, no problem!

...Actually, she might normally object on these grounds, but Lamianos is already off on a rampage. Her aim will probably be all screwed up considering that she's completely terrified of even the idea of flying, and the fact that aiming while moving is fairly difficult.

The good news is that Lamianos scares her more and she's not about to disobey him over something with only mild levels of endangerment. She just readies her weapon, and moves over toward Razoreye.

"Erm, okay. I'm as ready for this as I'm going to be..."

Ponyville

And so the two would take off to the skies, safe and sound above all the mean raiders. And each little colt or filly, if they've been bad or terrible (raiders, remember) would receive the gift of explosions to the face.

It's like murder Santa.

[Ponyville]

Well they sort of had a plan.
For a second or two.

Then Lamianos decided to go all crazy on things.

But with Murder Santa on the case, surely he has nothing to fear from sneaky raider shenanigans!


...actually, where are all the raiders?
The whooping and hollering seems to have stopped shortly after he decapitated that mare.

There is a strange...buzzing in the air, though, getting worse upon nearing the library.

[Ponyville - Above]

The raiders seem to be retreating to the library already and the fight hasn't even started.
How peculiar.

Probably easy enough to take pot shots at them from above and score some easy kills though.

[Ponyville - Hills Nearby]

"Phase Three is go. We have Springboard Alpha on the move."
"Copy. Report expected at next convenience."
"Moving for insert. Vane out."

Pressing a pack into a little hole under a bush, the pony stands back up and takes a slow breath.
Been some time since he's tasted this air.
Not long enough.

Binoculars are pulled back out and he turns back towards the town.

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[With The Hostages]

Bright Eyes looked at Flim and Flam. "Well, you two sure aren't grateful for having your lives saved, trying to dump the work on me. Well, I'll do it, but I'll be expecting some extra pay. After all, I'm sure you don't want to get ponies mad at you when you're weak."

She nodded to the freed captives. "It's settled then. I'll get you to safety. Don't worry about it."

Desert Adventures

Lucky smiles, and gingerly staggers to his hooves. "Yeah sure, I'll help ya. And don't worry. Since yer my friend, and since you'd throw me again, I promise I'll do no funny business."

And Lucky keeps his word. He helps Gwendolyn get her armor back on without any jokes, remarks, or funny looks. Strictly professional.

Amazing.

He then kicks at the sniper rifle laying in the dirt. "Oh hey, new gun!" he beams.



On the other side of the hill...


Flim and Flam nervously exchange glances after Bright Eyes' thinly veiled insults, extortion attempt, and threat. "Um... You're right," Flim nods.

"We wouldn't want any trouble," Flam mutters, looking slightly unsettled.

"So, here," Flim's horn glows, and a small bag of bottle caps wiggles out of one of his many pockets. "For your troubles."

"There's also a shotgun and a few other weapons downhill," Flam shrugs, taking a few steps back. "I'm sure these ponies could put them to better use then us."

"We'll go fetch them," Flim says, taking several steps back as well.

And thus the two traders backpedal over the ridge, never turning their backs on Bright Eyes. Once they crest the hill, they turn and briskly trot back down towards Lucky and Gwendolyn.


"So, um, Miss Bright Eyes found some hostages!" Flim observes as he approaches the two mercenaries.

"And we explained to her that somebody should escort them back to New Appleloosa," Flam explains. "But we can't, since we're already running late, and we don't have the supplies."

"Plus, Tennpony wouldn't allow them."

"And we suggested she accompany them."

"And, um," Flim looks around nervously.

"She kinda... extorted us..." Flam mutters.

"Threats and stuff..." Flim murmurs uncomfortably.

"Made us pay her extra for her trouble."

"Didn't want to argue with her... or her gun..."



Lucky blinks a few times. "Dowut?"

Miles North of New Appleloosa


"I...what? You know.....I think we should just head on over to see this situation for ourselves," The griffon replied. "You two, Flim, Flam, stay here, we'll check this out."

Desert Madness

Lucky shakes his head. "Yeah, this ain't good. Flim, Flim, what's she say exactly?"

"Like I said, we suggested she maybe escort the prisoners back to New Appleloosa," Flim shrugs.

"And she accused us of dumping work on her, and said she wanted extra pay," Flam grumbled.

"And then she said we wouldn't want to get ponies mad at us while we're weak," Flim scowls.

"And it's very hazardous to your health to ignore a threat some somepony with a magical energy weapon," Flam sighs.

"Especially when you're unarmed," Flim mutters.

"We also said we'd give her the shotgun and other raider weapons," Flam explains.

"Like Tartarus you will," Lucky frowns. He bends down and picks up the sniper rifle, putting the carrying strap around his neck and slinging the weapon back over his shoulder. "This little baby is mine," he says with a cocky grin. "As for the shotgun, eh, let 'er have it. Toss it over here, please, and we'll go have a chat with our little bandito companion."

Flim and Flam nod. They telekinetically toss the raiders' shotgun and pistol over to Lucky and Gwendolyn, and then trot over to their traumatized brahmin and try to calm them down.


Lucky then turns to Gwendolyn and sighs. "Okay, let's go have a chat with Bright Eyes. Sounds like her takin' those folks back to New Appleloosa ain't such a bad idea..." he mutters.

And with that, he hops up and begins to hover his way up the hill, to go bug Bright Eyes.


[Tag: Benson, Bright Eyes]

Miles of North of New Appleloosa


At the moment, Gwendolyn couldn't focus her mind on the squabble-like shenanigans, that would be dealt with then, her concerns fell more upon the mentioned ponyfolk. It wasn't until she flew over that hill did she see the full details of what was going on.

"Oh dear..."

[Not-A-Hostage Situation!]

They don't seem to react much to this peculiar turn of events.

No one's directly threatened them with death yet, so it still seems like an overall improvement.
These caravaners can threaten and cajole each other all they want, as far as they're concerned.

As long as they can get to safety.


So they stay pretty quiet, although the older mare does offer a thankful smile to Bright Eyes.
It's the action that matters most here, rather than the thought.

[Lycan 01]

Prisoners

Lucky surveys the prisoners. "Yeesh. Poor folks." He reaches back into his saddle-bag, and pulls out a few bottles of water and a box of snack cakes. He hovers over, the items held in his hooves, and presents them to the prisoners. "Here, all I can really spare I'm afraid..."

He then hovers over to Bright Eyes. "So," he tilts his head slightly, his expression neutral, "I hear you made a little deal of sorts with Flim and Flam. Care to explain?"

[Tag: Benson, Purity]

[Rebonack]

[New Appleloosa ==> Train Ride to Fillydelphia]

Uuuh...

Hopefully our heroes aren't doing all of that right away.

Because the slavers are sort of watching at the moment and the train hasn't started moving just yet. Well before that happens the ponies will have any weapons taken from them as well as... pretty much anything else that might be used as a tool.

They'll probably have to macgyver something up to escape their bonds.

"Alright. We'll be keeping an eye on you ponies. No funny business," the brightly colored mare says before sliding the stock car door shut and locking it.

Aside from our heroes there are about a dozen other ponies with them in various states of malnourishment and despair.

[BladeofObliviom]

[Hippocampus Energy Plant]

Well, since none of them seem to be paying attention to him at this point, Ebon kinda just trots out the door.

In any case, back to the earlier post Rebo made before Burnshine decided to threaten a unicorn who could kill her in seconds if he wanted to, the sorcerer travels at a brisk canter until he's put some distance between himself and the plant, before following the tracks just a bit more carefully, watching for danger.

Might be awkward to get blindsided by more Alicorns, after all. Or more Steel Rangers, for that matter.


[Ponyville]

Well, Pineapple will happily massacre any small groups of raiders she thinks she can hit. Her accuracy leaves something to be desired due to the circumstances of the Murder Santa ploy, but the fact that Grenades have a wide damage radius helps with that.

She makes sure not to empty all ten grenades from her clip, though; She'd hate to need one later and not have enough time to reload.

[Benson]

Southwestern Equestria- Pricklytown 3;13 PM

Maul nods his head and says "Alright, let's move out. The sooner we figure this out, the sooner we save Half Pint's brother." he turns back towards the "well" in the town and begins to walk towards it.

[TAG Benson]

Southwestern Equestria- Pricklytown 3:20 PM

And so Maul Steel and Tough Stomp make their way towards the busy town where it seems most of the mares and fillies are inside preparing the food. A few occasionally come out the houses only to scuttle to another house.

Some stallions are out making excursions to the outskirts to collect wood from the number of mutated mesquite trees for a celebratory bonfire. And some are still going about the village with decorative preparations, while some little colts run around doing reenactments of the sacrifice. Chief Green Spike can be seen on the raised platform in which the well is behind, he is currently speaking to the shaman. If they do not take a stealthy approach at this point, Chief Greenspike is likely to notice them and will try to engage in conversation.
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[Drowlord]

Slaver Train

Elestre, once inside, quietly stares at the ground. His frame, like a bloodily bandaged skeleton, hunched forward. His broken leg was splayed along the floor, the splint loosened and ready for action.

Mirelurk Sewers

The pegasus smiled, hoisting it out of the slime with his forelegs. "Let's get back to ruining some radroaches' days, shall we?"

[Benson]

Mirelurk Sewers

The pegasus smiled, hoisting it out of the slime with his forelegs. "Let's get back to ruining some radroaches' days, shall we?"

"Yesht!" Steel Creel answered rather eagerly, flashlight still in mouth.

After a while of slaying plenty'o rad roaches and moving on in this mini sewer waste maze, the pair eventually would come across a partially submerged passage way with some radroaches scuttle swimming on top of the water. Time to go swimming and maybe hold some breaths!

[PurityIcekiller]

Lucky surveys the prisoners. "Yeesh. Poor folks." He reaches back into his saddle-bag, and pulls out a few bottles of water and a box of snack cakes. He hovers over, the items held in his hooves, and presents them to the prisoners. "Here, all I can really spare I'm afraid..."

He then hovers over to Bright Eyes. "So," he tilts his head slightly, his expression neutral, "I hear you made a little deal of sorts with Flim and Flam. Care to explain?"

"Ah, good! You've decided to help these poor folks too!" Bright Eyes grinned. "Say, maybe you can tell those two that I didn't need that much extra? They did go a bit overboard about it. I mean, sure, I'm having to do a lot of the work here, but I don't need to get really rich from it!" She shook her head. "I just thought I'd use what leverage I had."

[Elsewhere]

Night Jewel gradually came to a halt out of sight of the town, where she collapsed. Her legs felt like they were burning.

"I..." she gasped, "...won't ever let... random fools... drag me down again."

She took a moment to catch her breath, then looked upward at the silver sky defiantly. "You haven't won yet, I'll have you know," she said to no one in particular. "I'm still alive, and I'll still keep trying. I'll find a way to overcome this. I will never lose to the likes of you...

"...I just wish I could actually win more often." With a sigh, she lay down for a long rest.

In the meantime, her flight had not gone unnoticed. A cloaked figure watched and nodded. Very persistent, I'll give her that. Perhaps I shall have use of her some day. The mysterious pony vanished before Night Jewel could see her, however.

[Benson]

Prisoners

Lucky surveys the prisoners. "Yeesh. Poor folks." He reaches back into his saddle-bag, and pulls out a few bottles of water and a box of snack cakes. He hovers over, the items held in his hooves, and presents them to the prisoners. "Here, all I can really spare I'm afraid..."

He then hovers over to Bright Eyes. "So," he tilts his head slightly, his expression neutral, "I hear you made a little deal of sorts with Flim and Flam. Care to explain?"

[Tag: Benson, Purity]

"Ah, good! You've decided to help these poor folks too!" Bright Eyes grinned. "Say, maybe you can tell those two that I didn't need that much extra? They did go a bit overboard about it. I mean, sure, I'm having to do a lot of the work here, but I don't need to get really rich from it!" She shook her head. "I just thought I'd use what leverage I had."

"Words like extortion were used and that's not how we work, regardless of the combat useless of certain civilians.." Gwendolyn commented on this whole business of Bright Eyes's little extortion and threats, or so told by the Flim and Flam brothers. But it was not her biggest concern as still important that factoid is.

"I will be right back," Gwendolyn quickly flew back to the twins at the bottom of the hill with their.

"What medical supplies do you have? If you can't spare none freely, I will buy them myself." Gwendolyn looked at them intensely.

[Tychris1]

Southwestern Equestria- Pricklytown 3:21 PM

Maul Steel decides to become Sam Fisher for a moment and deftly retreats away sneakily, circling around so that he would be facing the entrance of the town while right next to the "Well". He didn't quite look back so he's oblivious to how Tough Stomp reacts. Hopefullt Foxfire starts up her distraction soon.....

[TAG Benson]

Ponyville

Awwww, all the ponies ran away! What kind of party is this without party guests. Well, we can't have that now can we? Lamianos stops in his tracks, turning his head about until finally he spots something. It took him a second glance and the his E.F.S. but he found a pony sitting away from the party, all alone and looking on with some binoculars. How sad . Well, we can't have people be alone at a party now can we? Changing jis direction he begins to move towards the hills, making sure that it looks like he's looping around to meet up with everyone at the main party in the Library. Wouldn't want them to think like he's ditching the party. That'd be rude.

[TAG Chaotic]

[Benson]

Southwestern Equestria- Pricklytown 3:21 PM

Maul Steel decides to become Sam Fisher for a moment and deftly retreats away sneakily, circling around so that he would be facing the entrance of the town while right next to the "Well". He didn't quite look back so he's oblivious to how Tough Stomp reacts. Hopefully Foxfire starts up her distraction soon.....

[TAG Benson]

Southwestern Equestria- Pricklytown 3:22 PM

Baboom~!

At the mouth of the village Foxfire was demonstrating what seemed to be some sort of fireworks, which naturally got a lot of these pony folk's attention including the Chief who stopped his conversation with the shaman priest whatever elderly pony.

"Chief Green Spike, the mare Firefox has these wonderful devices she says ponies tended to use in celebration, she's putting on a small show, you must see this, its quite fascinating!" One of the townsponies rushed up to the Chief.

"Ooh, oh my...I must see this," The Chief grinned and nodded an apology to the wizened priest/shaman pony. "I apologies elder, but this I must see." The elder pony just nodded their head and asked to be assisted to go see this for themselves as well.

Tough Stomp was slow in regards to Maul Steel heading off but ducked in time to avoid being seen by the Chief and Priest/Shaman. Foxfire's distraction left this area on the empty side much to Maul's and Stomp fortune.

[Lycan 01]

"Ah, good! You've decided to help these poor folks too!" Bright Eyes grinned. "Say, maybe you can tell those two that I didn't need that much extra? They did go a bit overboard about it. I mean, sure, I'm having to do a lot of the work here, but I don't need to get really rich from it!" She shook her head. "I just thought I'd use what leverage I had."

"Words like extortion were used and that's not how we work, regardless of the combat useless of certain civilians.." Gwendolyn commented on this whole business of Bright Eyes's little extortion and threats, or so told by the Flim and Flam brothers. But it was not her biggest concern as still important that factoid is.

"I will be right back," Gwendolyn quickly flew back to the twins at the bottom of the hill with their.

"What medical supplies do you have? If you can't spare none freely, I will buy them myself." Gwendolyn looked at them intensely.

Lucky frowns. "Bright Eyes, what sort of leverage did you use on them?" he asks warily. "You realize using 'leverage' to force ponies to pay you is extortion, right? Which is bad? You can't just go around pressuring folks into paying you, just because they're young, weak, and stupid!" he growls.

After a moment, he his head, looking quite annoyed. "Besides, the terms of the deal said we weren't even supposed to be paid until we got to Manehatten. They already paid us in advance with the first aid kit, remember? Asking for the money now, with leverage no less, is bad business. Breaks our word and makes us look bad..."

Lucky then looks over at the prisoners. "But whatever. Bigger fish to fry right now," he sighs.



Meanwhile, down the hill...

Flim and Flam look back and forth in confusion. "Didn't we give them a first aid kit?" Flim raises an eyebrow.

"Yes, but I think the mare has it..." Flam mutters furtively.

"Oh yes," Flim frowns, "I can see why she'd be asking us instead, then."

"Right," Flam turns to look at Gwendolyn. "Well, since you did save our asses and keep Mister Lucky Break alive, and since you're being much nicer about it than most folks would be, sure. You can have some of our supplies."

Flim telekinetically opens a small crate on the side of one of the brahmin, and several rolls of bandages and a few potions hover out. "Is this enough?"

Flam telekinetically opens another box, pulling out several bottles of water and a few small packages of pre-war food. "We can't spare much in the way of food and supplies, but this should suffice," he observes.

The two brothers work in tandem to load the food and medical supplies into a rucksack they yanked off one of the pack brahmin, and then hover the bag over to Gwendolyn. "Here you go," they nod in unison.


[Tag: Purity & Benson]

[Tychris1]

Southwestern Equestria- Prickytown 3:21 PM

Maul looks over to Tough Stomp and says "Alright, i'm going in. Wish me luck..." The young Ex Slaver looks into the well before finally moving in, trying not to make too much noise as he did so.

[TAG Benson]

[Benson]

Miles North of New Appleloosa-Gwendolyn

Gwendolyn gave the two young stallions a wan smile. "Thank you, though I do see it a little unfair to simply just take them from you. I understand that the goods you carry are your lifeblood in surviving here in the Wasteland. And I won't use 'save your asses' as means of exchange, it was my job afterall to protect the you two and your caravan. But anyways, we can talk about this later, afterwards, alright?"




Southwestern Equestria- Prickytown 3:24 PM


As Maul Steel looks into the well that looked like the one in the linked picture, it appeared to only be five feet deep with the dirt bottom visible. There was about a seven inches of water.

Tough Stomp himself was curious to see and attempted to stealthily take a peek himself as his hoof then hit a small stone which sent it flinging into the well. The stone sorta just disappeared at the bottom, not buried in dirt disappeared, but like...passed through disappear. Tough Stomp stared at it with wide eyes.

"Err...ah...oh..that was weird."

[Tychris1]

Southwestern Equestria- Pricklytown 3:23 PM

Well, that was interesting!

Bringing out his knives Maul Steel moves them over to the hole, trying to pry it open before just jumping on the hole. Geronimo and all that jazz.

[Benson]

Southwestern Equestria- Pricklytown 3:24 PM

Well, that was interesting!

Bringing out his knives Maul Steel moves them over to the hole, trying to pry it open before just jumping on the hole. Geronimo and all that jazz.

Southwestern Equestria- Pricklytown 3:25 PM


Maul Steel would find trying to pry unnecessary as the unicorn would soon find himself passing through. It was as if though the bottom was an illusion. Anyways Maul Steel would find himself immediately in need of holding his breath as he would find himself in some sort of metal tube filled with water. It was weird, one could only wonder what the thoughts of the stallion were right now. Probably involving hoping this spills out somewhere so that he doesn't drown.

At the surface, Tough Stomp only stared at the small pool of water in which his friend disappeared off into, his mouth agape, all words gone from his brain.

[MCerberus]

Slaver Train

Lovely, in just a couple of days from living in relative security as a Scavver to being one set of failures away from death or worse. That will teach him for saving a life in the Everfree Forest.

Once the train gets moving Finder looks around. And once he's sure they're not being watched... "I need some kind of pick and a mirror."


Ponyville

With the sudden lack of combatants, the murder-santa squad doesn't have enough ponies to 'give presents' to. A shame. They're all cowering inside the library. Unless something interesting happens, Razoreye will keep flying just outside accurate shooting distance of the library waiting for the fearless leader.

[Lycan 01]

Bartering

Flim and Flam shrug in unison. "It's cool," the both reply.

"We keep a little bit of extra on hoof, just in case," Flim explains.

"Emergency situations, unexpected business opportunities," Flam nods.

"So, it's not like we're hurting for it."

"Though, if you insist on repaying us..."

Flim and Flam exchange glances, then grin.

"Well, I'm betting you have some really awesome stories," Flim says excitedly.

"Perhaps you could tell them tonight around the campfire?" Flam asks.

"Oh, speaking of campfires, perhaps you could teach us some recipes?" Flim raises an eyebrow.

Flam frowns, and turns to glare at his brother. "Hey, that's sexist!"

Flim looks genuinely confused. "What?"

"Assuming she can cook just because she's female!"

"I was assuming she could cook because she's a veteran of the Wastes, and likely knows how to take care of herself."

"Oh."

"Idiot."

Flam pushes Flim. "I'm not an idiot!"

Flim pushes him back. "Yes you are!"

And thus another slap fight ensues...

[Luka]

[Slaver Train]

Well.... That's odd, whoever that "Red Eye" is, it could be interesting that the slaves actually cared that Elestre and him were colts
He could be shoved into the boxcar, staring at the slaver mare for a few seconds until she closes it, then starts looking around in case of slavers watching them, also the slaves.

Slaver Train

Lovely, in just a couple of days from living in relative security as a Scavver to being one set of failures away from death or worse. That will teach him for saving a life in the Everfree Forest.

Once the train gets moving Finder looks around. And once he's sure they're not being watched... "I need some kind of pick and a mirror."

He approaches the scavver and slightly extends a wing.
"Would a feather work as one?"
He keeps looking at the surroundings: Slaves, random stuff around, possible slavers watching them, Etc

[Tychris1]

Down the Rabbit Hole

Maul Steel takes a gulp of air as he plummets into the water, his lungs begin to burn up as he goes through the tube. Deciding to quicken the pace he begins swimming, moving his hooves to get him to whatever was the ending for this tube.

[Rebonack]

[Hippocampus Energy Plant ==> White Tail Woods]

Well.

Time to be off then!

In a rather mind-blowing example of everything not going horribly wrong Ebon will catch up with the small band of ponies within an hour or two. The fact that they have a foal with them probably slowed things down a bit. especially since they'll have to be traveling through the Smokey Mountain pass on hoof.

Ebon will first spot them as he's cresting a hill and the other group is climbing another. They're trotting along the edge of the train tracks since the alternative is to bushwhack through the brambles and sickly shrubbery that still clings to what remains of White Tail Woods.

Not to mention the creatures that lurk there...

Anoma and five other ponies. And of course one filly. Fantasia is currently being held in the silvery glow of Anoma's TK. The alicorn is causing the filly to dip and woosh and whirl about much to her delight.

"Weeeee! I'm flying!"

[Toward Fillydelphia]

A feather COULD work. Though teeth will have to be used. The slavers have stuck suppression rings on the horns of all unicorn slaves to stop them from trying to magic their way out of the mess. The more magic one tries to channel through their horn the more of a backlash there is.

They'll need a light...

Good thing one of them has a PipBuck!

[Benson]

Troublesome Twins

Gwendolyn rolled her eyes and sighed exasperatedly. She then move towards the two boys and pinched theirs ears and pulled them away from eachother.

"You two, stop misbehaving and don't fight, now you two apologize to each other and sit on the opposite sides of your wagons and think about what you just did. If you don't behave, I won't tell you any stories." She said sternly and let them go, giving 'em a no nonsense look.
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Down the Rabbit Hole

Maul Steel takes a gulp of air as he plummets into the water, his lungs begin to burn up as he goes through the tube. Deciding to quicken the pace he begins swimming, moving his hooves to get him to whatever was the ending for this tube.

Southwestern Equestria- Pricklytown-Somewhere 3:26 PM

What may have felt like forever would have been maybe thirty seconds or so. Anyways the unicorn would soon find himself unceremoniously dropped into a metal tank or something, but the space did open up. It was dark and there was water still all around him, to drown him if he didn't act fast.

Have a freebie. If Maul Steel were to instinctively swim up he would in the dark find a pocket of air, and the ceiling of the tank inches away.

[MCerberus]

Slaver Train

Finder's a little worried that a feather would be a little brittle for this, but hey, they're not in short supply. He also wishes he could levitate stuff, but this seems workable.

"Just need something reflective."

[Lycan 01]

Scoldings

Flim and Flam both make startled yelps when Gwendolyn grabs them. "Yes ma'am!" they both squeak, wincing as she yanks their ears. "Right, right... I'm sorry!" they tell each other in unison.

Once she lets them go, they both quickly scamper off to sit down as instructed, cowering in fear and confusion.

[Luka]

[Toward Fillydelphia - Slaver train]

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A feather COULD work. Though teeth will have to be used. The slavers have stuck suppression rings on the horns of all unicorn slaves to stop them from trying to magic their way out of the mess. The more magic one tries to channel through their horn the more of a backlash there is.

They'll need a light...

Good thing one of them has a PipBuck!

Finder's a little worried that a feather would be a little brittle for this, but hey, they're not in short supply. He also wishes he could levitate stuff, but this seems workable.

"Just need something reflective."

Finder could get the feather from the colt's wing, but of course, he winces when it's pulled.

He starts looking around for something reflective, a mirror or something, he turns on his pipbuck to have a light and look around, maybe getting a reflection somewhere.

[Tag: Rebonack, MCerberus]

[Drowlord]

To Fillydelphia

Elestre dived into the bandages that covered his body and pulled out the broken knife; it still had its hilt and a small bit of the blade, shining faintly in the PipBuck's light.

"Good as a mirror?"

Radroach Sewer

Sparky worriedly looked into the water. He takes a swift breath and dives in.

[BladeofObliviom]

[White Tail Woods]

Pshaw. The wildlife is not the biggest threat in the Whitetail Woods at all; The radiation is. It takes a lot to be described as the most poisonous place in the wasteland, after all: ALL of the Balefire Bombs aimed at Canterlot went to this hellish place. Ghouls and Alicorns could survive here; I have my doubts about anything else.

In any case, Ebon makes a steady approach, and does not make any particular effort to announce his presence if it is not noticed. For now.