by Ashen simply continued to passively stare at Trails as he said his spiel, and if he was a different pony, he’d probably sigh, or facehoof, or some combination of the two. He was not however, so, keeping the rifle pointed at the buck, he merely retorted “I believe you’re overestimating your face’s ability to deflect energy blasts. And you would not be shooting me, as you are currently disarmed, and I intend to keep it that way.” To emphasize his point, he floated Trail’s rifle over and holstered it in the holster he usually kept his own weapon, it fitted nicely.
“As for ‘saving our asses’, you have yet to do much of that. I have not seen you make any tactical decisions that would have spelled our doom if otherwise not performed, besides the barricade in the last fight, and most likely we would of survived without that regardless. As well, the only reason that rapidly constructing those fortifications was not a waste of time was because of the ambush that was quickly sprung, otherwise you were building defenses for a single target. I would hope you wouldn’t plan on doing that for every hostile, but that is no longer an issue. You are no longer in charge of this team.” he finished, his tone not condescending or insulting in the slightest, it actually lacked much in the way of infliction or emotion, as was common for him.
He turned to see Lightning return with Winter, nodding at the two as he listened to Winter’s instructions. Being right next to Shutter he helped the earth pony lay down with his magic, before applying pressure to the wound with his hoof. He would of prefered to use a cloth, but he had none on him, and he doubted that anything on the ground nearby could even be considered sanitary. His hoof would do just fine for now. All the while he kept an eye on Trails, although it was hard to tell through his eye-obscuring goggles. The rifle’s continued pointing at Trails was a good indicator though.
“As for ‘saving our asses’, you have yet to do much of that. I have not seen you make any tactical decisions that would have spelled our doom if otherwise not performed, besides the barricade in the last fight, and most likely we would of survived without that regardless. As well, the only reason that rapidly constructing those fortifications was not a waste of time was because of the ambush that was quickly sprung, otherwise you were building defenses for a single target. I would hope you wouldn’t plan on doing that for every hostile, but that is no longer an issue. You are no longer in charge of this team.” he finished, his tone not condescending or insulting in the slightest, it actually lacked much in the way of infliction or emotion, as was common for him.
He turned to see Lightning return with Winter, nodding at the two as he listened to Winter’s instructions. Being right next to Shutter he helped the earth pony lay down with his magic, before applying pressure to the wound with his hoof. He would of prefered to use a cloth, but he had none on him, and he doubted that anything on the ground nearby could even be considered sanitary. His hoof would do just fine for now. All the while he kept an eye on Trails, although it was hard to tell through his eye-obscuring goggles. The rifle’s continued pointing at Trails was a good indicator though.
