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    Slaving Away (Group 1) [Closed] [Finished]

    Post by World Warden on Fri Nov 30, 2012 9:17 am

    As you were going about your business around Stableton – be it running an errand, patrolling the streets, or just aimless wandering – you spotted a flyer glued to the wall of some building. Intrigued, you approached it to give it a read.

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    WANTED (to be killd): SLAVERS ALL OVER WHICH WAY
    REWARD: LOTS OF CAPS

    A bunch of dang slavers is attacking caravans headed into
    Stableton, and its herting our bisness. Will pay large amount
    of caps to anypony who provides proof of demise (of slavers).
    Talk to Spur Legs at Dang Fine Guns n Tools for more infomation.

    Signed,
    Merchents Allience of Stableton

    P.S. No rewards for a half done job! Git every last one of them
    dang bastards!

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    For whatever reason – an opportunity for caps, a hatred of slavers, a way to fill time, uncomplicated bloodthirst, whatever – this job has grabbed your interest. You decide to head to the weapon store for more details.

    You arrived at a rusty, corrugated iron mockery of a building sitting about as resplendently as it can upon what passed for a main road in this town. A thin verandah ran the length of the building, with two smudged and dirty windows either side of its flimsy front door. You pushed the door open and head inside; apparently, some others had also taken an interest. At the counter sat a wrinkled sack of weathered muscles in the shape of a pony, watching over the store’s eclectic inventory like a cantankerous gargoyle.

    Keep yer dang hooves where I can sees ‘em.


    The sound of a clearing throat turned into a hacking – then wheezing – cough; after a few tedious moments, it died away. The store owner and source of the coughing, once he was satisfied he had everyone’s attention, addressed the room in a rumbling drawl. “So which of you all is here about them slavers?”
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    Post by Kestrel on Fri Nov 30, 2012 1:37 pm

    In the local Tavern, early in the hours of the day, two griffons were embracing one another. The first of the griffons was a faded black and grey, his feathers a bit frazzled and worn from years of harsh life. His once proud, powerful muscles had begun to wither, leaving his skin loose atop him like a layer of plastic over an old snack cake; wrinkled and slick. His withered body shook and heaved as he coughed harshly and emptied the contents of his stomach violently all over the pale wooden floor.

    The other of the two held the sickly one tightly, trying to support him in some way, eyes clouded over with pain and confusion as he did what he could for the other. This griffon was distinguished in a few ways. For one, he wore a mask, weathered and beaten it clung tightly to his face; form fitted, and strong. The next major diffrence was quite obviously his size and health. While the first griffon was sickly and weak, the one holding him was built powerfully. His hevily scarred pelt pulled taught over a myrid of powerful muscle and flesh, hidden beneath a strange suit of medium armor. His coloration was much more rich and youthful, but in almost all other ways the two griffons were the same.

    For a while the heaving continued and only when it stopped did the younger of the two held the sick griff, cleaning his beak every now and then and trying all he could to make him relax. His gaze narrowed and he glared at nothing as he turned to speak.

    The sickly griffon had passed out however, and with a sigh the young one stood; putting the older back into bed and tucking him in. With practiced ease he cleaned the room up, erasing any evidence of what had happened.

    And just who were these two griffons you ask? Why none other that Kestrel and Tihon; the last surviving members of their family line. The majority of the wastes knew Kestrel as the Wandering Merc, few still knew Tihon though. Kestrel knew him though, he knew him well.

    After all he was his father.

    For months now Kestrel had been following this routine, and each time it grew worse. despite all the caps he'd spent and doctors he'd taken his Father too, Tihon was not getting better. The years as a slave in Fillydelphia were finally catching up to Tihon, and slowly but surely his body was passing away.

    Not for lack of trying on Kestrel's part however.

    The herbal and chemical remedies, doctors visits, and traveling fee's Kestrel had been shelling out almost all his available caps for had begun to fail, the light in his fathers eyes was fading fast, and to make matters worse Kestrel had run out of caps to spare.

    Poverty for once, was getting to Kestrel. Without the means to help heal his father he felt weak, cold, alone. Kestrel was in fact, for the first time in a long while, scared. Not that he let it show, no Kestrel kept it all inside. Bottled up and locked behind that impenetrable wall he'd build inside his mind; alongside all the other horrific things he had stored up there.

    Thats a story for a diffrent day however.

    Learning what you have from the previous information dump, it should come as no surprise then that the instant Kestrel saw another opportunity to make some caps, and murder some slavers, he sprung on it. Grabbing his gear, suiting up, and moving fast the griff had made his way to the local weapons store as soon as possible.

    It had never had all that much in terms of selection, and the owner was a bit of a pain in the flank some days, but he was a good stallion. Well at least that's what someponies said. Kestrel just saw him as yet another face in the wastes he had to deal with on occasion.

    With a cold confidence Kestrel gave an answer to the old buck. "I am." he said giving a nod and moving to stand a bit closer to the old stallion. Looking around Kestrel could see he wasn't the only one here though, perhaps he'd be having company on this little mission.


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    HIT: 43 DAM: 56 AP: 8 CRIT: x2.5 SPEC: -15 DT, 5 shock damage for 5 turns.

    Vakara
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    Hellsing
    HC: 60 DAM: 85 AP: 16 CAP: 8 CRIT: x3 SPEC: -15 DT

    Casull Revolver
    HC: 60 DAM: 53 AP: 13 CRIT: x2.5 CAP: 5

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    Re: Slaving Away (Group 1) [Closed] [Finished]

    Post by Bakewell Tart on Fri Nov 30, 2012 2:17 pm

    This wouldn’t be the first time Bakewell had been lured by mercenary business, nor would it probably be the last. Caps were an increasingly valuable resource now that she had family and friends to think about, not to mention she now had a goal to save up for. Getting caps sometimes meant taking on the more unsavory jobs, like this one for example. Murder for caps was a wasteland constant and most jobs seemed to involve death in some way, the ones that didn’t outright state it normally ended up including it as a last minute addition anyway. Bakewell generally had tried to steer away from jobs that involved petty and wholesale slaughter, but Stableton needed its caravans to survive as a town, and besides. All slavers were morally inept monsters who had given up their rights to live the moment a group of them attacked Stableton back when the town was something worth living in.

    In the mare’s mind, slavers weren’t even ponies. They were no better than a radscorpion and less deserving of life than a lone radroach. Hay, the radroaches would probably do more with newfound equine life than the slavers ever would.

    And so here she was, in a poorly named shop performing a twisted form of community service for the town she found herself gradually loving less and less every day as more wastelanders moved in. This wasn’t her stable town anymore, there were too many crooked wasteland merchants and greedy scavengers for it to be anything more than just another dot of civilization. A dot that she happened to live in. Most of the ponies here didn’t realize or appreciate what Stableton meant or was. The magic was gone, the wasteland was corrupting her town in its own special way. The worst part was that nopony else seemed to mind. Bakewell hadn’t spoken to a single pony who was upset at the unfolding events, in fact many saw it as a sign of progression. They were just as greedy as the scavengers, they, too, had lost sight of what Stableton was supposed to be. A point was rapidly being reached where the only things still keeping her in this town would be her friends and the fact that she had nowhere else to go.


    The beige mare didn’t even know how many caps were involved in this job, just that it probably wasn’t enough to be worth the bloody chore. She wasn’t great at reading personalities but the monstrous pony behind the bar struck her as entirely the wrong sort. The sort that was ruining Stableton.

    “Me.” She answered simply, raising a hoof from the ground.
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    Post by Kira on Fri Nov 30, 2012 3:13 pm

    Kira had been into this kind of business ever since she had left Stableton for the first time so long ago and ever since then this had been her bread and butter in life, taking odd job, courier assignments and mercenary jobs were nothing strange for the gryphoness. So when she saw the flyer glued to the wall it was just natural for her to head of for the shop.

    Kira could honestly not say that she hated slavers for what they did but she did not like them either, they were just ponies who have chosen a path in life to manage to survive in the horrors that the wastes showed them all and not got insane and go raider.

    Kira looked up at the sign of the shop and shrugged as she read the name, at least she knew how the find the right place in town still even with all the rebuilding going on the support the influx of ponies that seemed to arrive at town.

    "Me." Kira said as she looked at the pony that she guessed was this Spur Legs she was suppose to talk to about the flyer.
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    Post by Lightning Flash on Fri Nov 30, 2012 4:10 pm

    Lightning, as the Sheriff, knew the second he saw the flyer that he had to respond to this. Slavers was something he hated with a passion, especially after Spectrum was kidnapped by them and seeing the horrors of Fillydeplia from that rescue mission led by Kes and Cross. So, when he saw the flyer, he quickly went home to gear up, say his goodbyes to Spectrum and promise his return, tell the guards of his absense, and alert his deputy, Dash, about the problem.

    While there was caps being offered for this job, Lightning was more or less not interested in them. All he cared was keeping the town safe. Which means, even if he wasn't getting paid, he would have went out there and done it anyways. Allowing Dash to get ready with whatever he needed, Lightning wore his mercenary outfit and his new white hat with all his weapons on him. He had his badge on his chest but chances are, the ponies wouldn't care about a shiny piece of metal hanging off his shirt unless that piece of metal came from the end of his gun.

    Walking into the store, he could see some others already here taking interest of this job. And he recognized them instantly. Kestrel, which was not suprising. Bakewell, which was actually a bit more of a shock. He didn't know the mare would be into killing slavers. But he guessed a lot of them changed over time. And Kira. Who was also not really one he thought as a merc but having the extra firepower was useful so he didn't complain. Looking toward the stallion, which he recognize simply because of his constant patrols, he would say, "I am."
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    Post by Galactic Dash on Fri Nov 30, 2012 5:07 pm

    Dash had heard about the flyer and had been preparing to volunteer for more... personal reasons, but quickly his duty as a deputy in Stableton came to mind as well with Lightning. The reasons for him assisting in this operation had been doubled. Dash had spared nothing, and wasn't planning on taking prisoners; He trotted in through the doorway of the shop in his Combat Armor with the helmet completing the set hanging off his neck, resting against his back. On his back was his Sniper Rifle and his Carbine, two of his deadliest weapons. In a holster on his chest was his .44 as well.

    He had been feeling like he had lost his way a bit in looking for his brother, but with the nature of the mission presented here, it seemed like no better way to get back on track. Like Lightning, he had his Stableton police badge on him, though he had to pin it more off to the side, seeing as the harder armor was impossible to pin on.

    He nodded to Lightning then looked to the tough pony in charge of the establishment they were gathering in, "As am I." Dash said. He sounded focused, planning through how to optimize his effectiveness with his current loadout.
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    Post by Cuppa Beans on Fri Nov 30, 2012 8:11 pm

    Cuppa Beans, despite her perceptiveness, failed to spot any flyers as she made her way to the weapon store known as "Dang Fine Guns n Tools", figuring she'd try and find a pistol that packs a little more punch compared to her .357 revolver, maybe get herself a cowpony repeater, swap in her other pistols for something else too.

    But as she entered, this huge mass of muscled pony asked who was up for doing this job, whatever the job was Cuppa had no idea. But she saw that several big names, primarily Kestrel and Lightning Flash, each for their own reasons, were joining in. Even Bake was joining in too, what were they opting for? Whatever it was, there wasn't any medic, and Cuppa didn't think a huge pony like... whoever he was wanted them to sweep his store or some other light duty.
    It was dangerous to go without a medic, wasn't it?

    So, tentatively, Cuppa raised a hoof. "Ah'll do it too." She said before pausing a moment. "But ah wanna see if ah can buy a few things first."
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    Re: Slaving Away (Group 1) [Closed] [Finished]

    Post by World Warden on Sat Dec 01, 2012 5:27 am

    Old Spur Legs’ good eye slowly scanned across the group that had assembled before him. Two griffons and a few ponies. They’d work, he supposed, before his eye settled on on the brown unicorn.

    “Sure I can sell you stuff. It’s what this store is for! Tell ya what. You take a look around and tell me what interests ya, while I explain some details of this here excursion.”

    Without waiting for any sort of confirmation or response, the old buck began talking. “Right, so from what we’ve gathered, we reckon them dang slavers are set up somewhere along the road to the west. I reckon to get there and back will mean only being gone maybe a day or two, so I wouldn’t load up on too much food or water. The reward is three thousand caps, split amongst you as you please, and you can keep any junk you pick up along the way. Try and find some of the missing caravaners and traders if you can, and let ‘em know it was us Stableton folks that got ’em out, too. I don’t wanna deal with any dang ingrates, ya hear? Oh, and we ain’t gonna take responsibility if you go ‘n get yerself shot, so if you come back with a limp, tough biscuits.

    “Now, ‘ve I made myself rightly clear, or do any o’ you lot want me to take up s’more of my dang time to explain something else?”

    Old Spur Legs moved down the counter to more directly face Cuppa and addressed her. “Know what you’d like to buy, miss?”
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    Post by Kira on Sat Dec 01, 2012 6:01 pm

    Kira listened to the big brown pony as he spoke in his gruff voice, it was fairly straight forward even if the pony might have liked to make it more colourful then it really was especially his language was that.

    Most of the time while he spoke she had been looking around the shop to see if he had gotten anything that she could use in stock but she could not really see anything so when he asked about buying thing the gryphoness was quick to ask. "Got any explosives?"
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    Post by Kestrel on Sat Dec 01, 2012 7:49 pm

    Kestrel waited until Cuppa and Kira had spoke before he asked to see something himself. There wasn't much that he wanted, and in all honestly unless the shop had something to catch his attention, Kes would not be really worrying about spending any caps today.

    "Weapon modifications if you've got them."


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    HIT: 43 DAM: 56 AP: 8 CRIT: x2.5 SPEC: -15 DT, 5 shock damage for 5 turns.

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    HC: 43 DAM: 78 AP: 8 CRIT: x2.5 SPEC: -15 DT, -5 AP on crit

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    HC: 60 DAM: 53 AP: 13 CRIT: x2.5 CAP: 5

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    Post by Cuppa Beans on Sat Dec 01, 2012 8:15 pm

    Cuppa scowled an unnoticeable scowl as slavers were mentioned. So that was what this was about.... If that were the case, Cuppa would need something to protect her from their shots other than these ponies here. But she could also do with some medical supplies, but sometimes, protection comes first.

    Upon being addressed by Spur Legs, Cuppa gave a little nod. "Ah'd just like some kinda armour, summint good though, so that ah dun have t' worry as much 'bout their guns and such."
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    Post by Bakewell Tart on Sat Dec 01, 2012 10:54 pm

    Bakewell didn’t really need anything, what with having almost infinite ammo and as decent of armor as one was likely to find in Stableton. She wasn’t particularly good at haggling prices anyway due to normally just taking whatever price the storekeepers offered. It had been another little service to the town, giving the shopkeepers more money than they expected to help their business stay, but now it was unneeded, and most shopkeepers had come to expect her to pay more. It had just become easier to shop elsewhere.


    Bakewell waited beside the door as the others shopped, waiting for them to get done.
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    Post by Lightning Flash on Sat Dec 01, 2012 11:34 pm

    Lightning took the information in and quickly went to work on processing it. Objectives, kill slavers. Rescue missing caravan ponies. With the group they had here, this mission was going to be simple. They had skills here which ranged from long range sniping to close range melee fighting or if they really needed it, the ability to blow everything up. And of course, Cuppa Beans, as a medic.

    It seemed as some ponies wanted to buy some items so he might as well see what the pony had in his inventory. "Let me see what guns you have. Perhaps something non-lethal."
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    Post by Galactic Dash on Sat Dec 01, 2012 11:37 pm

    Dash nodded when it seemed like everyone wanted to shop and get new things for their mission. He wanted to get himself some things as well, and he had two 10mm SMG's burning a hole with him, all outmoded by his Marksmare Carbine, "I'm looking for weapon modifications as well, preferably suppressors. I have two 10mm SMG's to sell as well." He hoped that the pony would have the suppressor he wanted, he liked the idea of at least one of his guns available for stealth operations. Fillydelphia had been very, very frustrating in that regard, "Maybe I'll peruse your guns as well."
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    Post by World Warden on Sun Dec 02, 2012 3:05 am

    Spur legs smiled slightly as many of the others who’d come asking about the job had decided to declare their interest in purchasing and stocking up, as well. Firstly, he nodded his head towards the brown unicorn, Cuppa, he’d addressed earlier. “Well, do you know what ya want?”

    Negotiations with Cuppa took a few minutes; by the time caps and goods had been exchanged, Old Spur Legs had three more 9mm pistols, two 10mm pistols, and a small pile of ammo. In exchange, Cuppa was now the owner of a nice, weighty .45 pistol, an EZ-Gun with three darts, and a box of .45 ammunition. All done, Cuppa was out of pcoket by 1500 caps. Rather than purchase any armour (much to Old Spur’s irritation), Kestrel, who had been listening in, offered to give Cuppa an old spare suit of armour of his own.

    Moving on, to deal with the others, he raised the eyebrow of his good eye as he regarded Kira, before a thin smile broke across his face. “Explosives are somethin’ I do have; things that go boom are a personal favourite of mine.” He leant over the counter. “I gots frag an’ incendiary grenades, a single flashbang – that’s always fun at parties – and a few sticks of dynamite some ponies scavenged from an abandoned mine some time back. You tell me what you want, and we’ll discuss prices.”

    His eye diverted towards Flash. “Non-lethal?” Old Spur Legs looked mildly horrified. “What in the hay would you want something like that for? Yer goin’ out to kill slavers, not have a dang tea party,” he grumbled. “You could always just shoot ‘em in the knees or something – keeps ‘em alive, and you can still ask questions. Or I guess I could sell you that flashbang if the boom griffon don’t want it.”

    He grunted at Dash. “I’ll give you 2850 caps for the SMGs, and I don’t know what you’ve been hearin’, but I ain’t got no suppressors, boy. Maybe you should just keep quiet, instead. Ah do have guns, though.” He walked over to a cupboard and opened it, revealing a collection of fine weapons.

    .45 pistol
    .44 magnum revolver
    Crossbow
    Sawn-off shotgun
    Harmony reinforcer
    Spiked shoes

    (There are also low tier weapons you can enquire about)

    “Anythin’ catch your eye?”
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    Post by Kira on Sun Dec 02, 2012 5:58 pm

    "How much for the grenades?" Kira asked as she felt a bit disappointed with the small amount to explosives that he had, but what was to be expected this was stableton after all not some munition factory or the gunrunners. Still she had caps to spend and grenades was better then nothing, even if it was sad that he did not have and 40mm grenades for her launcher.

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    Post by Lightning Flash on Sun Dec 02, 2012 6:20 pm

    Lightning simply frowned at Old Spur Legs' reaction and rolled his eyes. Obviously, this pony did not know him very well. Not only did he KNOW he could simply shoot a pony in the legs with a bullet if he wanted, the reasons that he wanted another weapon was simply for himself and this merchant was losing out on caps if he simply wanted to be picky on what he wanted to sell him. Watching the others get their offers, Lightning caught a look at a new, interesting weapon that Cuppa just bought. "What is that gun you just sold to Cuppa? The one that uses darts. Do you have another one?"
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    Post by Galactic Dash on Sun Dec 02, 2012 6:26 pm

    Dash's eyes went absolutely sparkling at the sight of the Crossbow. Maybe he could get by without a suppressor for now with a weapon such as that. Although keeping track of the bolts would likely become a concern of his. He looked back up at Spur, "How much for the Crossbow? Also how much for the Harmony Reinforcer? Is there also some ammo in stock for them?" Dash asked, distracted from how rude Spur was being by being transfixed by there being a crossbow. It was the way he had defined himself from his father. He preferred weapons that fired actual projectiles over the energy Weapons his father was skilled with.

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    Post by World Warden on Mon Dec 03, 2012 1:35 am

    Old Spur Legs rubbed the back of his neck. His brow creased as he tried to recall his explosives stock.“Boom griff, how about I give you six incendiary grenades and four frag grenades for two thousand caps?” He smiled. “I tell you what, I’ll throw in a stick of dynamite for free, too.”

    He paused and glanced again at Lightning. “The EZ-Gun? Nope, that was the only one in stock. I got a few darts still, if you wanna try throwin’ ‘em.” He laughed at his own joke. “But unless yer interested in tryin’ to bash ‘em with a shovel, or making something yerself, most weapons are desgined to kill things.”

    He finally went to Dash, and smiled at the pegasus’ choice. “The crossbow’s a beauty, ain’t she? I heard it was a zebra weapon or something, from back in the war, but there’s a lot to like. Quiet. Powerful. Reusable ammo. More importantly, it’s pretty rare.” He got the weapon off the shelf and set it down on the counter in front of Dash so he could admire the fine craftsponyship. “Look with yer eyes, boy, not yer hooves! You can touch it up as much as ya like when you’ve paid for it. That there will set you back 4000 caps.”

    As Dash continued to look over the crossbow, Old Spur turned and got the Harmony Reinforcer down. “Not really sure when I got this. Been sitting there for a while. No ammo for it, apart from one single charge it still has loaded. Still, I don’t think it’s busted or anything. 200 caps and it’s all yours.”


    (Some bad luck rolls all round, ponies.)

    Also, please finalise all trade by the end of the next post. PM me if you need to. This is really slowing the thread down.
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    Kira
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    Re: Slaving Away (Group 1) [Closed] [Finished]

    Post by Kira on Mon Dec 03, 2012 3:55 am

    Kira looked to Old Spur Legs for a long while as she calculated in her head the value of the grenades and the caps she could get out of this job. Finally she let out a long sigh as she raised her arms. "Okay pony you got your self a deal, even if this is a bad deal." She did not feel like haggling with him now as she just wanted to get moving and take care of this job get the caps and then get some well earned rest.

    She picked up several small bag which contained the caps he wanted for the grenades, she did still not like this deal but this was all she could do for now. "Okay there you are now please give me my grenades so I can get moving."
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    Re: Slaving Away (Group 1) [Closed] [Finished]

    Post by Kestrel on Mon Dec 03, 2012 4:06 pm

    Glancing over the stock available Kestrel could honestly say that nothing there interested him. He already had one of the weapons there, and everything else he was packing was far more lethal in and of its own.

    That didn't mean he didn't see the look on the others eyes as they glanced at the stock however. Had he been a different griff he would have offered to buy one or two of the things for some of his team mates.

    His generosity was already spent however, as evidence by his offering of the best armor he had with him to the team medic Cuppa. Not like he needed it...not like he deserved it. The medic could get more use out of it.

    Checking his gear and making sure all was well, Kestrel settled in and waited for the time being. When the others were finished he'd give a nod and turn to exit the building.

    "Meet you at the gate" he'd say after that, and then move off towards his camp to get the armor that Cuppa had been offered; a task that would take all of a minute or two. After that he'd move to the gate and wait once more.


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    Caps: 5100
    HUD:

    HP: 373
    DT: 30
    AP: 42
    DC: 21
    Botch 7
    Crit: 97
    S:8 P:8 E:7 C:2 I:8 A:7 L:4

    Defenses
    Rn: 106
    Cl: 100
    Exp: 69
    Pa: 57

    Loadout
    Lightning Talons
    HIT: 43 DAM: 56 AP: 8 CRIT: x2.5 SPEC: -15 DT, 5 shock damage for 5 turns.

    Vakara
    HC: 43 DAM: 78 AP: 8 CRIT: x2.5 SPEC: -15 DT, -5 AP on crit

    Hellsing
    HC: 60 DAM: 85 AP: 16 CAP: 8 CRIT: x3 SPEC: -15 DT

    Casull Revolver
    HC: 60 DAM: 53 AP: 13 CRIT: x2.5 CAP: 5

    Perks/Traits
    Luna Sight: +5 to hit when dark/night.
    Ghost: x2 Sneak bonus at night.
    Stonewall: Can't be knocked down in combat.
    Luna Blessed: +2 INT/PER when dark/night
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    Cuppa Beans
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    Re: Slaving Away (Group 1) [Closed] [Finished]

    Post by Cuppa Beans on Mon Dec 03, 2012 5:07 pm

    Cuppa contently stowed away her newly gained .45 pistol and EZ Gun, setting the ammunition for both in her bags as she then stepped out of the store, giving a nod to Kes' statement. She was very glad for Kestrel's offer, the armour he was giving her was much better than anything she could've afforded right then, and it would most definitely keep bullets from her hide for a while.

    Giving a brief smile to Bakewell, raising a brow in question. "Ya okay? Ya seem a lil' bored."
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    Re: Slaving Away (Group 1) [Closed] [Finished]

    Post by Bakewell Tart on Mon Dec 03, 2012 6:24 pm

    Bakewell tilted her head slightly when she saw Cuppa smile and quirk a brow.

    “I’m fine, Cee.” The pastry-marked pony grinned back at the brown unicorn that she had met under strange circumstances. “Just waiting for everypony to get done shopping. I’m fine with the equipment I have and I don’t exactly go through a ton of ammo. So there’s nothing to buy!” She beamed, before lowering her voice and leaning in to whisper a single line.

    “And between you and me? I don’t really like dealing with merchants. They're generally jerks.”

    The mare leaned back, looking satisfied at sharing her woe with another pony and resumed a tone slightly louder than normal, to better grasp the attention of those present.

    “In fact, I think I might just go wait for you guys outside, I’d hate to be accused of loitering or something.” She chirped, spinning around and trotting out to continue waiting outside the store.
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    Re: Slaving Away (Group 1) [Closed] [Finished]

    Post by Lightning Flash on Mon Dec 03, 2012 11:23 pm

    Lightning simply sighed when Spur Legs told him that he had run out of that new weapon. The "E-Z Gun" apparently. It didn't take much for the pegasus to know that it was probably a gun used to dispense poison or a tranq of some kind. "Alright...thank you," he would reply as politely as he could before turning back to the group. He would keep this E-Z gun in mind next time he went to a store. It appeared the group was finished packing up and moving to the gate so he simply walked out the store and took to the sky. Scanning the town under him, he would make his way to the gate and once he came to a landing, gave a nod to Kestrel who was already there.
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    Re: Slaving Away (Group 1) [Closed] [Finished]

    Post by Galactic Dash on Tue Dec 04, 2012 12:09 am

    Dash wanted to melt into a charcoal puddle. He was quite happy that his current funds added up to the cost for the coveted Crossbow. Also, unfortunately, there was no ammo for the Harmony Reinforcer available even if he got that... This shop was seeming like a total bust, "Alright. Take the SMG's and I'll buy the Crossbow."

    (Caps 2479 + 2850 = 5329 - 4000 = 1329)

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