Moonlight Fire

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Thunder went to the back of the trunk. "Yeah, I am." Thunder stated. He then opened the trunk and grabbed the mare out by her tail. He had her dangling by the tail. "I found this filly here, interfering with my damn business. As I was trying to do something, she landed right on me and now...I've got her hostage. We could get some stuff from her if I could get her to talk." Thunder stated.

Whiplash observed the obviously injured mare the stallion took out, and rolled her eyes. "I agree, we should definitely squeeze some information out of her, but if she keeps moving around she's gonna pass out. And we can't exactly get information that way," she growled impatiently, examining the mare's wounds.

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Thunder Dash soon arrived back at the hideout. He parked his Charger inside, so nopony outside would hear the screaming mare he had captured. He then went over to Topaz. "That bucking plotwipe who has that chicken suit really pissed me off. I tried persuading him, but all he did was aim his gun at me." Thunder stated. "And I've also got a surprise." He added.

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Whiplash shook her head and began to make her way back to the hide out. "Shit...where's my damn car?" the Pegasus fumed, unhappily flying rapidly to the Saints hide out. Whiplash gracefully touched the ground and entered the skirted hide-out, striding in with irritation. "Hey To-" the mare stopped short as she caught sight of the stallion from before. "So you're on our side, huh?" she said, tilting her head.

Curious, Whiplash walked silently toward the suburban area, peering around a few buildings. She narrowed her eyes. Two of them were definitely gang members, but she wasn't able to tell if they were Saints or Vices. There was another pony pointing his gun, and judging by his appearance, he easily could have been a pimp.

The mare watched as two of them left, and quietly watched the car move down the street.

Whiplash swiftly put her gun inside her holster as she walked through the crowded streets, narrowing her eyes in case she happend to stumble across a Vice. "Where did I park my car?" the Pegasus cursed under her breath, twitching her ear as she heard commotion coming from the dock.

Alright. Given everybody is kind of on a quest, is there any convenient place where I can just jump in?

Yup, being a saint is fine. I seriously have no idea where we're at in the story though.

Ah this sounds great. I'd like to sign up Whiplash of course :3 and id like to be a Vice King.

Lewis smiled and nodded. "Thanks David!" He took a sip and shivered then gagged a little at the new taste. He listened to David when he was talking about getting things from their homes but didn't pay too close attention because he didn't live close by. He drank a little more then put the lid back on and looked around the area.

Whiplash trotted into the crumbling shelter and grabbed her little pouch, shouldering it under her wings before walking towards Lewis. "Hey, Lewis, again, thanks for healing my wing. I wouldn't be much help to anybody if I couldn't fly. That's pretty much all I'm good for," the Pegasus smiled, eyeing the stallion's cider. "Ah, I'm just gonna pretend that you're allowed to drink that," she chuckled.

Lewis winced as Whiplash yelped and repeatedly whispered "I'm sorry!" under his breath. He glanced over at David quickly as he was talking to Whiplash but brought his attention back to healing her immediately. He gave a small grunt of exertion as he finished up healing the injured wing. When he was finished he sighed in relief and staggered to his feet, dizzy for a moment. "Th-there... that should work... j-just fine now...." he gave her a smile and sat down.

Whiplash managed to open her eyes and focus on David's light, the pain almost making her eyes blurry. The Pegasus gradually began to get drowsy, the pain fading away. As Lewis finally finished, Whiplash let out a sigh of relief, thankful for the pain to be completely gone. The mare examined her newly healed wing before fluttering up, the injured wing good as new. Touching back to the ground, Whiplash gave a nod to the two stallions. "Thanks guys. My wing's great, good as new," she grinned, ruffling her feathers.

Lewis nodded to him and watched him trot off then returned his attention to Whiplash. He stood over her a moment then knelt down beside the mare. He looked over her wing more closely then took a breath. "Ok I know what I gotta do... Lucky for you it's mostly just a flesh wound... But he did get some of your muscle. Which is going to hurt more that the tissue.... It's gonna itch a bit so please don't bite or scratch at it while I'm doing this ok?.... I'm gonna start now..." With that his horn illuminated a pale white tinged by a little pink and Whiplashes muscle and tissue starts to come back together slowly.

The Pegasus yelped as pain surged through her wing, much worse than the actual injury. Whiplash grit her teeth as she writhed in pain, struggling not to screech. She raised her hoof to scratch at the wound, but remembering Lewis's words, kept still. The mare closed her eyes, trying to shut out the pain.

(Sorry I didn't reply>~< I was on a cruise and had no internet)

Lewis trotted over to Whiplash looking scared as ever. "Whiplash y-your hurt... D-do you mind if I take a look at it?" He asked but didn't wait for a reply a he started to inspect her wounds. "They sure did do some damage... D-do you um... Mind if I heal it?... It might hurt but it's better than letting it heal naturally..."

Whiplash blinked, weighing her options. She didn't want to hold the group back or waste Lewis's energy, but her wing was on fire and felt like it was getting worse. "Alright, but really, it's not too bad," the mare shrugged, gritting her teeth as pain stung her wing. Whiplash knelt down, letting Lewis get a better angle at her injury. As she watched Dave begin to trot away, "Hey! I'm fine, we can start leaving-" she cut her sentence short as the stallion disappeared, and sighed.

Whiplash nodded, panting slightly. The Pegasus gazed at the wreckage in front of her before limping back to the bunker, grabbing her pouch. Walking back outside, she tried shifting her wing, making her grit her teeth in pain. "Well, that changeling sure did a number on me," she chuckled with a weak smile.

Whiplash growled as a changeling jumped at her from the air, and swiftly slashed her dagger through its chest. Using the wind magic from the dagger, the Pegasus managed to send gusts of wind at the creatures, injuring some and forcing them back. As the mare slashed yet another opponent, she felt immense pain in her right wing. Growling in frustration, she stabbed the changeling that had injured her, but grit her teeth from the wound it had inflicted.

(NO RP!!! LIVE DAMMIT LIVE!!!!!!! David, I'm sorry but I'll kinda steal control for a sec here...)

As Cosmo opened his mouth to reply, he noticed a group of changelings about 20 feet from them release an invisibility spell. In the middle of them was a taller changeling with no face, a kind Cosmo had never seen before. As Cosmo drew his sword the air around was filled with a voice Cosmo could only assume belonged to the faceless changeling, "Survivors, Queen Chrysalis wishes to extend congratulations to you all for your perseverance in this time of transition. With that congratulations however, she wishes to remind you of your standing; you are a small few struggling for supplies and shelter, we are an ever growing army with an entire nation supplying the love we require to survive. But there's still hope for you. My Queen is making you an offer, in exchange for your surrender, you will be granted the gift of becoming my kin, the Nameless. All fear, regret, grief, sadness, and any other burdens of emotion will removed, leaving free and at peace. My Queen's mercy is beyonAAAHHH!!!" His speech was cut short as Cosmo stabbed his chest under the cover of an illusion, "Tell your Queen we aren't interested now, because I won't let you live to do it later," Cosmo's voice changed as he entered his battle mode. The Nameless' wound sealed in a green flame as his voice spread, "Kill the others, this one is mine..." The swarm of changelings were eager to obey and immediately moved to attack David, Skuldaf, and Lewis.

(So there are... Let's say 50 of these guys, get creative people, this RP is too good to die!)

Whiplash woke up startled as she heard the voices outside of the compound. Craning her neck out the opening, the Pegasus cursed under her breath at the sight of the changelings. The mare swiftly grabbed the magical dagger from her pillow before swooping out of the opening, wings beating quickly. Yawning, Whiplash sighed, "You guys just aren't gonna let me get any sleep tonight, are you?"

((Yes! Thank goodness! I thought this RP was dying.))

David sat up and rubbed his eyes. "What time is it?" "Time to still be asleep." "Shut up." He looked around and spotted Lewis and Whiplash sitting next to each other. Walking over to them, he tried to suppress a yawn and failed. Yawning very obnoxiously, he tried to ask them a question, but it came out mostly as gibberish seeing that he was yawning and trying to talk. He took a second to collect his bearings and tried again. "Whats the matter kiddies? Couldn't sleep?"

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Whiplash rolled her eyes and mumbled irritably, "I'm not a 'kiddie', thanks. Yeah, but I'll probably be going back to bed now. I better get some sleep." The Pegasus folder her wings in and gave a slight nod to David and Lewis. "I might wake up everybody at this rate," she smiled, fluffing her pillow

Lewis smiles in return, "Yeah, it has before...." He steps off of his bed and sits next to Whiplash's. "S-so you said you were having a dream right? The only dreams I know of that make you wake up yelling are falling dreams and nightmares.... do you...um.. do you wanna talk about it?"

Whiplash let out a quiet sigh and glanced at the stallion. "Well..I guess it was kind of a scary nightmare.. well of course I didn't find it scary," the mare said, struggling to not sound like a coward. "Okay, it was scary. There was just a lot of..destruction, blood, death...I saw a lot of my old friends dying," she said honestly, restraining herself from a shiver. "But, it's okay now. I'm fine," Whiplash said with a nod.

Being the light sleeper he is, Lewis woke up and jumped into a defensive position and looked around the room for trouble. When he saw no changelings he relaxed and looked to Whiplash. "Are you okay Whiplash?.... You scared the daylights outta me, I thought you were getting hurt..."

Whiplash steadied her breathing as she looked at Lewis in embarrassment. She was supposed to be tough, yet here she was, shouting over a nightmare. "Sorry. I just..kind of had a weird dream. But I'm fine," the Mare promised quietly. Whiplash returned her usual grin and chuckled, "Good thing you're a light sleeper, that'll come in handy if we ever go under attack." Whiplash smiled, although her heart wasn't really in it.

Whiplash gave a last half wave to the ponies getting in bed, and began to doze off herself. Her dreams were clouded with changelings, blood, and her old friends dying, and the Pegasus woke up with a small shout, tumbling out of bed. Whiplash nervously hopped back into her cot, gritting her teeth in embarrassment.

Lewis grinned back levitating some of the rations studying them quickly and sorting them into Whiplash's bag. "Y-you think so? I honestly don't remember most of it... Just hitting the first two then my vision got kinda red and blurred. The next thing I knew Cosmo was hoof bumping me and the targets were all gone.... Is that normal?" He asked, a bit of nervousness in his voice.

Whiplash nodded at the nervous stallion. "Actually, I think that's a sign you're a very concentrated and focused fighter. I do it when I'm pretty serious too. Although I'm rarely that serious," she smirked. As David announced every pony should get some rest, the Pegasus gave a nod to Lewis. "Thanks for the help!" Whiplash suppressed a yawn and chose a bed for herself at the back of the bunker, hopping on to it.

Whiplash sat quietly in the infirmary with Crimson as a nurse finished wrapping one of her scrapes. The Pegasus watched the small monitor in the room play out the fights, and grimaced. Whiplash turned towards the stallion with a sigh. "The preliminaries are almost over. Be careful."

"I guess I could use a little help packing up these rations. Besides my dagger, that's really all I bought, which was stupid on my part," she admitted, pointing her hoof at the supplies scattered around her pack. As Whiplash stuffed some of them in her pack, she grinned at Lewis. "You really did do pretty great back there," the Pegasus said with a nod.

Cosmo looked at his student with a mixture of surprise, approval, and fear. He had a playful smile as he pretended to hide behind whiplash and whimper, "What have I created..?" Then he burst out laughing and hoof bumped Lewis, "That was excellent. Honestly, I think you've got the basics, so the last step is forming your own style. When you're in a fight, just make note of what your strikes do to your opponents and how you can fit more attacks in that opening. Once you can do that, the only thing left will be experience." Cosmo trotted back to Whiplash, "I think we'll need to head out soon so we might need to postpone that duel. Also, third death is a style of duel where you position yourself or your weapon to where in a real fight , it could be considered a killing blow, mainly the throat and chest. Each time you say Death and get a point. First to three wins, so it's not a real death match."

Whiplash nodded. "Ah, that makes sense. Well I'll be looking forward to dueling you," she grinned. The Pegasus watched Lewis trot away, and called after him, "Nice job, Lewis!" Whiplash went into the bunker to gather her own things, excited to see where their group would journey to next.

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Crimson ignored Whiplash's attempt to make him dizzy, knowing that it might cost him the match. Once Whiplash tried t kick him, Crimson grabbed her leg and tossed her out of the ring, he then held her down to the ground with a wave of pressure. "Sorry cutie, but I can't risk losing you...this fight ends now...so just give up..." he said.

Whiplash gritted her teeth, squirming under the pressure. Her mind raced with several solutions to escape the attack, but her body suddenly relaxed. "You know I never, ever, give up..but there's no point in fighting anymore," she said quietly with a frown. "I'll stop, but please, be careful in your other fights," she pleaded.

"Oh..." Cosmo said with a disappointed look. He hadn't released Shadow Dance so when Skuldaf fired he simply propelled himself to the side. "In that case I'm good for now. Looking over at Whiplash, Cosmo asked, "What's rules do you duel by? First blood, third death, or just until somepony gets bored and or too tired?"

"I'm not really the kind of pony that duels until death, most of the time it's first blood," the Pegasus replied. With a small grin, she asked, "When you're planning on finishing your lesson, perhaps we could duel?" Whiplash felt excitement bubble inside of her at the prospect of a duel, and Cosmo seemed to be pretty experienced in the art.

Cosmo glanced over with a grin, "You sure it isn't a duel you're looking for? These dummies are good for learning but they're not much use in keeping up higher level skills."

 

 

Cosmo shook his head, "Thanks but I can't really do much with destruction magic in my current balance... Long story but basically I've been sloppy with some parts of my training , which affects my abilities in general. If I take the time to get better at verbal persuasion, I'd be able to use Destruction magic. As for evasion... Actually what can you show me? My combat style relies on it so it can't hurt to get better."

Whiplash shrugged. "Perhaps. It's been a while since I've dueled another pony," she admitted with a frown. The mare raised her eyebrows as Skuldaf fired off his magic at Cosmo, instructing him to dodge. This might be interesting to watch, she thought to herself.