Toothless the Night Fury

Seeing the azure pegasus blushing under the presence of him made the earth pony chuckle, the sight so adorable that he couldn't help but be amused. As for the room, he hadn't given a second thought about it. Flame wasn't a very judgmental pony, so something like this wouldn't his view of her. Instead, he returned an amused smile, asking, "Anywhere I can lie down for a second? My hooves are killing me."

Hobbling up the stairs, Flame Runner tried to suppress his cries of pain, being the proud earth pony he was. But ever so often a groan or a small gasp would escape his lips, the pain sending surges of electricity up his spine. However, with the support of the pegasus, it helped, making each step that much easier to climb. Seeing the doors open, the frightened ponies who hiding behind the inch of wood, Runner shook his head. It wasn't right that they would just stand there and simply do nothing. Out of all the residents of this cold, dying building, only one came to help. Only one... When the pegasus introduced herself, he was more than happy to respond. "I'm Flame Runner." He said, his own name sounding so insignificant compared to hers. He couldn't help but let out a small laugh, a small joy brought to his strong heart. He kept the smile on his face, all the way up to the third floor of the building.

Sliding past the door to the apartment, he looked inside, the quiet atmosphere uninterrupted except for the distant sirens in the background. Like every other building in the corner of the city, it wasn't exactly a 4-star hotel, like the ones they have in Canterlot with their stained windows and clean red carpets. Being sympathetic, he replies quietly, almost as to himself, "It's hard times for everyone..." He thinks of his own little hotel room, the cramped quarters barely having enough room to move. He barely owned anything, and what little he did have was quickly sold to pawn shops in order to scrape enough money for his daily meal. A saddle bag he found in a dark alley, a broken watch, his grandfather's war knife... All sold and distributed throughout the poor section of town. He sighed, realizing the fact that it was probably being trashed to bits by Jack, the black unicorn, and his gang. Taking his mind off the matter, he looks at the stairs, each step like a journey to hell and back. Despite knowing that the trip wouldn't be a pleasant one, he replies, "I'll manage..."

I have the best halloween costume ever. I'm going... to be... A BARREL! PEWDIEPIE: BARRELS! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!? Nah, I kid. XD But that would be an awesome costume. /)^3^(\

I take the elevator. XD Just kidding. I'm not THAT lazy. I usually plant my entire foot down and move quickly like that, bringing my knees up to the next step.

"Ugh... thanks..." Flame Runner replied as she slid in right next to him, some of the pain in his legs lessened a bit. But finding the position a tad awkward, he instinctively raised up his forehoof and placed it around her neck. As soon as he realized what had happened, he blushed, looking away as he made up an excuse. "Uh, that feels a little better." He said in his defense, avoiding her eyes as he looked at the ground. Finding nothing else to speak about that was too personal, he hobbled, limping toward the grey apartment building. Even though Runner tried to keep a gaze on the ground below him, he noticed a stray hair fall over the pegasus' royal blue eyes, tired from fatigue and exhaustion, but still had a small sparkle of beauty to them. Shaking the hair off of her eyes, her mane separated into thousands of shades of ultramarine, like the Goddess of the Sky herself gifted the pegasus with her wonderful hues of cobalt. But something disturbed Flame by the markings on her neck. Scars, he realized. He turned his head away, pretending not to notice, but they were still stuck in his mind, like a snapshot from a camera. He began to wonder who would do such a thing to such a kind soul?

Flame Runner processed the request for a second, trying to figure out if she really said what he think she said, or if he was just hearing things. He was usually the proud type, not offering much help from anypony unless it was a rare occasion. It was one of the reasons why he ended up in the wrong side of the neighborhood. Seeing that he wasn't having the best of days, and that his house was too far away to make it with bruised ribs, he nodded, a bit desperate for an extra help. At least for a little while. "Y-yeah. I'd like that." He finally said, returning with a small smile on his face. Trying to pick himself up off the floor, he had a little trouble putting any weight on his right rear hoof, a little shaken up from the fight earlier. He let out a small groan of pain as he tried to pick himself up off the ground, realizing he felt extremely tired from the endeavor.

The earth pony blinked, his vision blurred and shaky, feeling like the entire world was spinning underneath him. Shaking off the feeling, he looked up, a sky-blue pegasus standing over him. Her colors seemed to blend into the sky, only a few shades off from what he would describe as a vivid azure. He didn't realize she was speaking to her at first, but soon picked up her words, so distant and quiet. As the state of disorientation began to wear off, he responded, "I've had worse..." He groaned as he tried to pick himself up, his ribs not in the best condition after that cowardly kick on the ground. Taking a sharp intake of air, he tried to lift himself to a sitting position, but the pain stabbing through his chest like a sharp knife restrained him to the ground.

Down on the street below Rain's apartment, a small crowd was gathering in the poor neighborhood that she lived in, two ponies in a circle of a group, the two focused on each other's eyes. One pony was colored charcoal black, his grey mane off to one side of his face. The other was more of a yellow-ish tint, his mane two colors of both vivid red and velvet black. The unicorn leaped at the Earth Pony, his horn glowing with magic as he attacked. The yellow pony dodged the attack, but didn't see the magical spell, aimed directly at him as it connected, sending him reeling backward as he fell upon the ground, smoke trailing from the side of his body. "When we come back..." The black unicorn growled, his group of 4 other ponies backing him up. "You better have ALL of the money, dirty little earth pony." The earth pony tried to respond with a witty comment, but the wound from the spell pained his every breath, his words only a mumble below the group of ponies towering above him. Planting a fine kick against the incapacitated pony on the ground, the unicorn chuckled, the pony gasping for air as he felt the impact. The group, now walking away, left the pony on the ground, still choking for precious oxygen.

I'm that one guy (or dragon ^.^) you see around, but never take the time to talk to him. XD That's my reputation in a quick sentence for ya.

All of time seemed to have stopped for Flame Runner as he curled up in that corner of his jail cell. For pegasi, they really did know how to torture a pony, without even torturing them. His eyes began adjusting to the low-leveled light, but even so, he could only make out shadows, maybe a detail or two if he looked close enough. Letting out a groan of anger, he walked up to the cave wall and slammed his head against it in frustration. He was taken to Pegaopolis in the morning, and jailed here. It's been at least 24 hours, he figured. His extended stay at Pegaopolis was also taking a surprisingly different toll on his body. The higher altitude made the air quite chilly, and the lower levels of oxygen was forcing Runner to take large, hoarse breaths. Pegaopolis was slowly killing Runner from the inside out. He needed to finish his job, and get out as soon as possible. Pulling out the knife concealed within his sleeve, he began to think, formulating an escape plan if the Commander doesn't allow him access to leave.

Banned because you made your avatar 20% more adorable. I'm sure one or two zeros were lost in that number...

*ahem* Winning X2

X3 Por que? No me quiero levantar. Tengo mucho sueno.

Me gusta tu cama. Es muy fantastica, no? That'sssssss a nice bed you got there... it would be a ssssshame if something happened to it...

Jacka** 5: Stupid is Magic

I'm happy to share the lols. Banned...

-Picks up and dials the phone- Hi, Ghostbusters?

Banned for having a crazy manecut. ^.^

Banned for strangling a poor pony. Let's be strangling buddies.