[MLP FwM] Miscellaneous Outside Adventures: Double Trouble

[Grif]

The Cirrus

Gearstride grimly frowned at Rainbow and worked her jaw. "True.....and I realize my fool error....but.....I now have to deal with the consequence, of the anger I caused some of my crew...and I will. But....I'm not going to dwell on the negative....there's no point in that." Gear glanced at Rainbow and then watched Sandy hid behind the big stallion before turning to Silverpine.

"Yes my love....my father of all ponies....was going to be a judge."

"Okay. Fine, your dad is going to be a judge. Just another factor we have to take into account then. Will he help us or hinder us?" Silverpine asked. There was actually another burning question he had wanted to ask: what the hay was her father doing here of all places?

(Benson, you're going to have to tell us OOCly what the crew in general knows about Gearstride's family.)

Manederpin'

Icy wouldn't hear a thing directly coming from the door she was tiptoeing towards, she would only hear the alarm coming through the side of the wall in the hallway, the wall with the presumed kitchen on the otherside.

((sorry, should've been clearer: she was clinging to the ceiling, after coming in from the door))

OWOWOW!! Hay Bale fell from the ceiling. YOU F%$#ERS!! She stood, her wounds closing and metal falling out of her flesh. Her sunglasses were a little chipped but largely unharmed.

She stood, glaring venomously at the one closest to the fridge. Ya wanna play games? Let's play games, pony.

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Thank you! Lone Star ripped off his suit, revealing the shiny ovoid of liquid metal. It suddenly shot out into a wing, and he frowned at it. No shield, disc-thingie? Really? He grumbled, spreading the wing forward as wide as he could to shield himself. He charged in through the door, keeping his wing facing inward as he moved to cover.

Well, the alarm was soon interrupted by the sounds of several gun shots. Icy quickly abandoned all pretence of sneaking and begin to quietly open the door, trying to get a better glimpse of the situation. No sense rushing into the fight just yet; she'd strike when they're fully distracted.