Nomadic

Monkshood sat silent as tried to show nothing, but the utmost indifference to everything surrounding him. His mind raced rapidly despite his solemn gaze. Questions arose and quickly flickered away into the hidden æther of his mind. A smile would frequently flash across his face only to vanish as suddenly as it appeared. He couldn't be happier about this mission such discovery and adventure awaited him on the mission. The environment slowly seeped though his thoughts as his gaze turned to the group of ponies floating around him. A chuckled erupted from his mouth as he watched them wade through the low gravity of the ship. Suddenly, the weightlessness of the ship began to evaporate as Monkshood lifted himself out of his seat. His hooves made a hollow clunk with each step against the artificial surface. Approaching the living quarters, he stared listlessly at the entrance to his room. Taking a deep breath he entered.

Lustrous Keystroke Keystroke's reflection held within some murky shop window stared carelessly back at the street. The window showed a mature yet almost petite pegasus mare strapped with a small backpack. Her mane sloppily drooped over her eyes, and the muzzle was speckled with what appeared to be some form of blackened grease. She pushed her mane back and recklessly to the side and gave her muzzle a gentle rub, trying to clean whatever the goop was off her face. With a slight sigh the she backed away from the pane of aged glass to enter the decrepit shop. A wafting stale aroma tickled her nostrils as she entered the building. The shop was empty, yet most interestingly inside it appeared to be an eclectic mash of different era's as aged books of potion-making sat next to fresh wires and cords dangling precariously off the one of the antique bookcases. Making her way through the shop's piles of garbage Keystroke advanced to the front counter. "Grandeur, where are you", she barked as her sudden explosion of voice reverberated throughout the tiny area. "What is...", the voice paused as a middle-aged unicorn dressed in long forgotten fashions emerged from the back room. The contours of his body were sharply angled giving him almost predatory appearance. His mouth formed into a jagged curl once he saw where the sound had originated from. "Oh Keystroke, you haven't been in here much frequently. I thought you may of forgotten me. I presume you've come back to sell another one of your little curios". Keystroke's muzzle scrunched with a look of disapproval over his attitude. "I have a one little thing that I need to get rid of could we please cut the pleasantries". She slid a small datadrive across the counter to the stallion. Grandeur levitated the miniscule object, and began to examine its contents after connecting it to his mammoth of a computer. "Plenty of interesting bits and baubles of data in there. Not much I need though. I guess I can give your usual rate for such a piece". A passed to the mare a small hooful bits before finally disappearing once again to the back of the store. Hastily snatching the few bits of change, Keystroke left the shop. Weaving back through the streets, she made her way to Diadem's park. Her day had already been busy, and she wished only to relax. Laying lazily upon the grass, her eyes drifted up to what appeared to be a mechanical pony.

I didn't laugh, but I did groan a lot at the commercial. Does that at least count?

Denarius @@Midnight Scribbler, @@SilverHeart, @@Umbreon, @, @, @@Icy Void Denarius had heard the beckon to leave. Willow appeared to be as safe as anypony else, and still a sliver of empathy crept through his thoughts. "Willow leave with the others. If you caught here you're not going to be helping them", he spoke with a degree of succinctness as he forcibly weaved his words into the conversation. A sigh passed through his mouth as his mind wandered to thoughts of their current situation, and any of the possible outcomes. His head shook somewhat erratically in a state of mild bewilderment. "A certain degree of perversity will more likely be required to solve this situation here rather than simple fighting", he mumbled to himself in a dull tone.

Denarius @@Midnight Scribbler, @@SilverHeart, @, @, @ Denarius had often enjoyed a certain schadenfreude from similar events, yet the pegasus' possible intent of harm towards Willow fractured his thoughts. She had been the only pony here that he considered if anything worth more than a fleeting gaze. Appearing to him as a naive and caring oddity within a world that he saw as being only bent towards one's personal interests. Such ideas had presented a drastically divergent path compared to his often self-indulgent methods. Such ideas deserved to be preserved, at least for now. The stallion's mind flared up with conflicting thoughts as he tried to contemplate the multitude of actions laying before him. Wincing under the mental stress, his head argued with itself readily as his instincts openly demanded for violence against this pegasus. Whilst his slightly more civil minded thoughts wished for nothing but a retention of his aloof façade. "Hold it", Denarius' conflicted voice lashed out at Mirror before a return to its normal tone. With so many dissenting ideas arising within him, this was one outcome he did not want to see embraced by Fortune's caress. His eyes and body glinted at the visitor with an uncanny determination as he tried to reiterate a point that had been already passed so readily around. "Friend, you have done nothing but mince seductive and threatening words since arriving. Whilst we might not be able to physically overpower you, but what's to stop somepony here from smashing one of your precious gemstones as you try to forcibly take them? All that I... we desire is a simple indulgence as a sign of trust. A trickle more information on these gems of yours is needed before handing them over".

Personally, I was wondering when they would announce a second Incredibles movie. It was most certainly popular enough, and most assuredly the demand for a new movie was clearly there. Granted, the downside to this announcement is that they also confirmed a Cars 3. Really Pixar was there that much of demand for a third Cars movie? Especially considering that the prior film was almost universally panned. Oh well, I'm still excited for The Incredibles 2.

Denarius Denarius' attention was continually diverted by the arrival of this new strange pony. The pegasus' sudden appearance and abrupt demands piqued his curiosity. His mouth hung slightly ajar, ready to let loose a scathing remark, yet quickly snapped shut as he noticed Willow's hoof gesture for him from the corner of his eye. The mare's presence here still possessed a greater portion of his current interests within their little clique, and would probably be best for him not to delay. The dank and stagnant air of the chamber swished through both the mane and tail as Denarius turned to approach the mare. His ears shifted downward as a burst of noise jutted out of Willow's mouth. A smile crept over Denarius' face, pleased with the mare's dynamic little outburst of energy. "Willow, friend, it seems you've snatched my sentiments towards the entirety of this conversation right from my mouth". His hooves stopped their movement slightly in front of her as he awaited for the answer to the question just asked.

@@Silverwisp the Bard Thank you, I really like the picture. I'll admittedly state that he appears to be a lot classier than I initially expected him to come out. Still, you have no idea how much I appreciate your work Silverwisp, and I'm so pleased with how you made him look. Granted, now I want to try and win another one of these things that you occasionally put up, so I can get another more dishevelled, down-on-his-luck version of him.