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@, @, Quick, before everyone gets bored, we need to get this show on the road. I suggest moving on to the next day.

@@Mint Drop, Max looked out to the plane and his jaw nearly dropped. This plane looked luxury, top of the line, and fit for royalty. How was he invited to this? He didn't have any major discernible traits or abilities. He turned back to Firecracker when she spoke to him, nodding his head. "Sure." He said in a friendly tone, making his way onto the plane along side her.

I am not particular as to whether or not we talk on the plane, but it seems like plenty of that was done at the terminal.

@@Mint Drop, Max looked up at her, with a smile, as he understood that. "That doesn't bother me. When you live in Ponyville, you grow accustomed to overenthusiastic ponies. Among other things." He recalled the past four years he spent in Ponyville after graduating university. And how things would get very chaotic what seemed like every week. Had he not had family and history in the town, he would of moved out. "I prefer it actually. One sided conversations give me less chances to do something wrong." He said in a matter-of-fact way.

@@Mint Drop, Max looked over, nodding his head. "I don't doubt it. Some ponies are just...intimidated by meeting new people. Some avoid it, like her, others go for it but don't do too well, like me." He turned back to her, before realizing what he just said. "N-not that I think I'm doing poorly, at least, I don't think I am, but, well you know..." And we are back to hoof shuffling.

God, I am so sorry to hear that. I hate those vivid nightmares. Hope you get over the shock and fear it wrought.

@@Mint Drop, Max gave a light sigh, glad that he hadn't completely screwed up. But that left the question of what to say next. And that's when he got it. He hoped that this would actually lead to a normal conversation. "Your friend over there seems rather shy..." He said, gesturing to the mare he saw her talking to earlier.

@, "Each clan has its own cultural heritage. My clan-the Terra Nova-had Italian origins, the Tempest clan had French origins, and the only other one I know is the Eclipse clan, which had origins in...I think it was Arabian? We are-or were-all different. It made bat ponies very culturally diverse." Nexus finished his own food, before lying next to her, looking at her with a sense of admiration and affection. "Yep. It was full of fighting, and it took out my left eye. I'm just glad to be able to relax now." Slowly he allowed his eyes to droop shut, and absentmindedly wrapped a foreleg around Lume. He would of said goodnight, if he wasn't already half asleep.

@@Charcoal Embers, When shall we be getting onto the plane and engaging in silly R63 antics? I'm really anticipating it.

@, Nexus chuckled at that thought. "Me, a king? The day the nobles put a hunter and assassin on the throne is the day they all donate their countless possessions to charity. Hell, English isn't even my first language. I just spent a loooong time learning it and practicing accent elimination. Makes business much easier." He gave Lume a sly grin before taking another bite of his food. He swallowed, then spoke in his native accent. "This is what I normally sound like. E questa è la mia lingua madre. Anche se avete sentito prima, il mio tesoro prezioso." He smiled warmly before finishing his food. "I suppose you're.." He cleared his throat, and once again spoke without an accent. "I suppose you're right. There is a LOT of adventure to be had. Assuming we aren't all disemboweled by demonic horrors."

@@Mint Drop, (Fixed it. Nobody sees) Come on, you got this! You got this Max! "Cool. Um, you'll have to forgive me, I am not the best at um...conversations, I suppose." And now your apologizing. It's all gone wrong. Why don't I ever have this problem in Ponyville? Max offered a nervous smile, though he was still shuffling his hooves. From an observer's standpoint, he was really trying. He was failing, but he was giving it his all.

@@Mint Drop, Max took the hoof for a shake, glad that he could at least do that in a proper manner. So far, so good. "Yes, I uh, have been looking forward to this for a few months now." OK, now what do you say? Think Max think... "So, how was the weather on the way here?" REALLY? WEATHER? What the hell was that? He mentally facehoofed.

@@Mint Drop, Max watched as a mare-Sunset Sky if he heard properly-was essentially thrown to the brink of a panic attack by all the ponies approaching her. He could sympathize, as he was like that during his first few years of high school. While he isn't "shy" in the traditional sense, he wasn't great in social interaction, and in fact was a bit awkward. He saw the mare that originally approached walk away, and debated talking to her. It couldn't hurt. I got a few minutes to kill, and a friend on this trip would be nice. He thought to himself. He trotted over to her, trying to figure out the best way to get her attention. In the end, he decided the direct approach, just in time as he made it over to where she was. "Um, hi." He started. "I saw you talking over there, and thought, well...my name is Max." He stood rather awkwardly as he spoke, shuffling his hooves. He wasn't like this around family or long time friends, but meeting new people was always a challenge. It didn't stop him from trying, though.

@, Nexus caved in and busted a gut laughing around the same time Lume did. He hated that voice with a burning passion, but was great for mocking others-in good nature mostly. He briefly thought about the situation at hand, the emerald fragments, the army of mercs, the mutants, and the Presence, but found that he didn't care at that moment. He was having a good time with the mare he loved. Everything else can wait until morning. He was surprised to see her tearing up, but quickly deduced them as happy tears. "If it were anymore polite, I would have mistaken you for the reincarnation of Celestia herself. Considering how damn amazing you are, it may still be a possibility." He hopped up onto the bed, a little too enthusiastically, before digging into his own food. "This may be the most fun I've had in years." He said between bites.

@, Nexus bit into his bat wing to muffle any laughter that might slip past his lips. He took a second to compose himself, before replying. "But of course, m'lady. It will be but a second." He replied in a cheesy knight voice. It's sad because he met ponies that actually talked like that. They were usually the assholes that consider him a filthy scoundrel that must be brought to justice. As if there is justice outside the major settlements. And they honestly don't give a damn what he does, as long as he doesn't kill an unarmed civilian, which he never would. He was skilled enough to evade any pursuit they gave. He trotted into the room, and presented her two sandwiches to her on one knee, with an outstretched wing. "Your dinner m'lady." He internally cringed at that voice, and hopefully, she was too.