Irish Mist

Plate of nachos and metro 2033 (the novel) I need to get better dreams....

"I just got lucky I guess. Was just staying off near the edge of town when this all started. I thought I should run but I didn't really have anywhere to run to, no home really. I have more then enough experience to handle myself in the forests though no supplies so I came here to try and get some food first. That was weeks ago, or was it days..." pauses for a second "Guess I lost track of time out there. Oh well." shrugging it off "And then I found this poor bastard starving in the streets." pointing over to Guardian with a chuckle.

Reminds me of what I use to do at that age, lol. Awesome pic

Stacy's Mom It's Christmas Eve brain, care to explain yourself?

He peaks his head out from the other room to see the new pony, and like he always does, he's not sure what to think of her. But he tries his best to put his best hoof, or in this case talon, forward. He stays back a bit, making a grab for a can with his tail, pulling it to him and puncturing it with his talons and pulling the top off before digging in. It felt good to have real food again. As he was about half was done he turned his head to the new pony. "You can call me Hunter." he says trying his best to form a smile

Leans back against the counters and mumbles a pretty unenthusiastic "Good morning" back to Guardian. And leans a bit, putting his arms down almost trying to distract himself, but he can't seem to get a question off of his mind. Turning to Guardian, hesitating for a second, he asks "Do you think Betta hates me? I mean, when your first encounter with someone is said person pointing a gun in your face, that tends to leave the wrong impression."

Waking up from a long rest, probably the best he's had in a few weeks, Hunter is greeted almost instantly by the light of the sun trying to make it's way through a thick cloud layer. The fresh air from ontop of the bakery is pleasing to his lungs and calms him down a bit, hoping that he can get through today without any more needless arguments. Jumping from the roof and heading inside. He takes a bite out of his last apple, looking down at it and realizing it won't be enough. He starts to rummage through the counter, shelves, anywhere that might have a bit of food, but all he is able to find is flour and sugars, not the kind of food he needs. He thinks of heading upstairs, but he stops before he gets to the kitchen door, thinking about how he was yesterday. 'Maybe I should just leave them be for now.' as he goes back to looking, hoping he missed something.

I use to have a Tyranid and Ork army way back when, but sold it when I got to college since no one I knew or had the ability to get to still played it. Though I will always remember how to speak fluent Ork.

Hears two below come out of the bakery, but still cooling down after his heated conversation with Gamey, he decides to just let them be. Finding a nice spot on the opposite side of the roof and trying to get some sleep before morning. "One hell of a day." he softly whispers to himself.

@GameytheGeemer "Keep telling yourself it's all a lie kid, whatever helps you sleep better at night. Least it's not as outlandish as yours, if you ever got anyone to believe that. Sure you got some abilities, and somehow are able to teleport a good distance, further then most normal unicorns, even though you claim to have little to no magic left." walking back up the stairs before looking back "Just keep your distance from me kid, I've seen enough of your type in my life and I'd rather not have to deal with the unpleasantness again." as he reaches the top of the stairs, finding a nice area to settle in for the night.

Dragon, I have always loved dragons since I was a kid and first read the Hobbit. Just chill for a few hundred years on a massive pile of gold, burn a village here and there, that's the life for me.

Laughs pretty loudly "Oh man, I doubt any info on a gryphon spec ops squad would leak into your pony military. Besides, you were just another solider right? Doubt you'd even have the authority to ask. But ya, seeing as you have had previous involvement with the Equestria military, not really at liberty to say much more, never sure if the gryphon military is still active." "And trust me, I know all too well what a gun weighs, and it's not like you're the first person I've tried this one, you're just the first person who figured it out. Now, what really amuses me is how you were able to figure it out without even looking, or are you just taking a blind guess and hoping that you're right?"

"Eh, when I was younger I use to wrestle with bears in the forests surrounding my city. Rifle wise, ex-marksman for a small, special ops group. Nothing much to it." with a light shrug of his shoulder. "Also, being able to fly does have it's perks. Not like a trotter can keep up with a gryphon anyway."

"Quite a warrior then. We could probably throw you into a massive crowd of trotters and you could take them all down without breaking a sweat, hell, maybe even with your own hooves. Rather impressive if you asked me." swishing his tail back and forth, now with a light smile across his face

"Hmm, that's something I've never heard before in my travels. You're muscles have some pretty extreme requirements to need such high amounts of protein. And hell, eating a live, uncooked animal would probably kill a regular pony. You must be quite a fighter with a body of iron to pull of such a feat, or is that just part of your physical enhancements?" resting on the bottom step, leaning and using the wall for support.

"Surprised that you could even tell it wasn't loaded. Always carried this one around because of how hard it was to tell if it was loaded or not. But you would just happen to know that Mr. Big Shot Unicorn and your type are always have some kind of surprised in that horn of yours." making his way slowly down the stairs. "But hey, give me a bit of slack, seeing a unicorn eating a horse is a bit, how do we say, unusual."

Lands on the windowsill of the bakery and opens it up, moving inside and finding her a place to rest before setting her down. "Now don't try anything crazy like that again lass, least until you've gotten some rest. I'll go see if I can find anything to help." heading downstairs to ask Guardian. Upon reaching the stairs he stops, seeing the new pony in the room, and almost instantly recognizing him from the color of his mane and the blood on his lips as the 'cow-eater'.

@IIFlyingGraceII, "Shit." he says, seeing Betta drop from the sky like a brick. Without thinking, he makes a dash to catch her. He hit his full speed, matching hers before moving closer, and closer. The ground quickly coming up on the to he makes a final push and swoops underneath her, catching her in his arms and flying her back above the rooftops. Trying to compensate for the added weight he begins to take her back to the bakery to rest her wings. As he does, he says with a light chuckle, "I may be 'n asshole, but at least I'm faster than any fallin' pony."

"Can't just let a kid like that fly off with wings that bad." as he takes off from the ground and flies after. He manages catching up with rather quickly due to the state her wings are in and positioning himself infront of her, blocking her route. @IIFlyingGraceII, "Well aren't you the high and noble type." arms crossed with a smug look on his face "What did you expect, us to just let some wandering pony in from the streets without a second glance, and one who was carrying a weapon no doubt." takes a long breath and looks at her and then look off to the side "Maybe all the time I've spent alone just kind made me become un-trusting of others or just unfamiliar with how other think." sighs as he turns back to her "Maybe I'm not the best gryphon out there, but maybe you can give me one more chance, alright? Besides, from the looks of it, you won't last much longer with your wings like that." seeing how badly torn up her wings are. "Think of it as a win-win." he says with a smile.

And with a flash of light the mysterious unicorn was gone. Hunter flapped around for a bit, trying to see if he could spot him, but realizing he was exposed he decided to land on nearby buildings roof. "Bloody unicorns and your teleportation magic." This wasn't like anything he had ever seen, and this unicorn could be trouble if he was as psychotic as he looked. He needed to get back and warn the others, just to make sure they were ready if this unicorn ever came back. Taking to the air, he quickly makes his way towards the others. As he makes his way closer to the bakery he makes out Betta walking out. He lands a in-front of her blocking her path with his wings outstretched. "Decided to leave so soon hu?" somewhat curious.

Burn After Reading, great movie that I think confused itself. lol

Hunter tilts his head away from Betta and looks out the window, seeing a billow of smoke rising in the distance. "I don't know what that was, but I need to get check it out." walking towards the door and taking his rifle off his shoulder. Before he leaves he turns to Guardian. "Keep an eye on this one, I don't think she's going to cause too much trouble but hey, you can never be sure." walking outside before taking off, heading in the direction of the explosion. It wasn't a hard blast to track seeing as it's smoke trail reached higher than the clouds and the impact crater was the size of a house. He continued to hover, not wanting to give whoever this was the upper hand in the situation. He began to survey the surrounding but almost immediately noticed the disemboweled corpse of the cow off in the pasture with what looked like a trotter eating away, though this seemed rather odd, Hunter had never seen a trotter for for a cow before. He aimed his rifle at his head, hoping that if he was somehow just a regular pony that he would buy that his gun was loaded. "Oi! Cow eater, why don't you turn around and show me your face." he shouted out, keeping a steady bead on him from up in the air.