Authetius

Aria continued to stare at Gizmo, trying to figure him out. Had he really changed, or was this him all along? One honestly didn't get the ability to shoot other ponies in the stable, so this could easily have been him all along. "What is it that you're thinking?" she asked cooly, no emotion in her voice.

(Balefire egg falls from sky, detonates at Rain Storm's hooves. *kersplat.* No, but seriously - I'll add you in when I want too. May take some time.) Aria looked at Lunar and nodded. She looked at the wound and cleaned it up a bit. "Lucky. A bit lower and your spine would be in two making you a vegetable." She sang softly over the wound, letting her own magic do the work in sewing up the relatively minor wound. She finished up and looked around, her eyes settling upon the blast zone from the grenade and the pool of blood near by. By the looks of it, Gizmo was right; Jet would have been dead of blood loss alone before she would have gotten down here. Her gaze started to wander again until it settled upon Gizmo without thinking about it.

Aria got tired of waiting and poured the potion down Sigh's gullet and watched as the would started to seal itself up. Like she predicted, it didn't finish the job, so she popped the cork on the next one and poured a good amount of it down his throat. When the potion finished working away, she grabbed his leg and jerked it around a few times. She stood up, satisfied with the healing of the join, and looked around. "Anyone else injured? Even scrapes."

(/me farts into the silence and laughs maniacally while waiting for the next post)

(/me pelvic thrusts in the sudden silence between posts as tumbleweed blows through the thread)

(*Cough* last page *Cough*)

Aria glanced at Gizmo and looked away towards Sigh, deep in thought. "I'll come to you." Aria limped around to Sigh and took a look at his shoulder. "Struck bone, nothing I can do but give a potion to that." She used her magic and removed the bullet and brought the half used potion to him. She started to look into her bag for another potion, expecting the first not to finish the job.

Aria limped up to Strong Hooves "I'm fine," she said, using magic to cover up the panic and shock from her voice. She dropped her bag and violin to the ground and started to work on Strong Hooves, cleaning out wounds and wrapping them up. As she worked, she sang softly, using her magic and the sound to do some minor repairs to wounds, weaving together flesh and skin under her magic. She handed him a potion. "Here, take some of this to accelerate the healing and work on some of the deeper bits." She looked around the group. "Anyone else injured?"

SATS slowly wore off and Aria shivered as the scene caught up with her, realizing the ponies she had just killed. She quickly pushed it to the back of her mind and stood up, limping towards Strong Hooves as she holstered her gun. She was starting to reconsider her feelings for Gizmo and shut her mouth, refusing to ask for help from him.

(PERFECT d20 ACCURACY ROLL!) The stallion stumbled and started to turn to face Strong Hooves. Aria exhaled and inhaled deeply and took aim again and activated SATS. She pulled the trigger as time slowed and the bullet traveled down towards the huge raider. She quickly noticed that the bullet was going to miss and activated her own magic, buffeting the bullet with sound waves and correcting it's course just right, curving the bullet straight through the stallions head sending him toppling over to the ground as his guns slowly wound down to a stop.

The Stallion grunted and laughed as he was pelted by buckshot and a sniper bullet. Being high on combat drugs, he didn't feel a single thing as he continued to pump ammunition into the wagon. When Lunar yelled, he turned and focused fire on him, pouring emptied casings onto the ground. (REWIND STRONG'S LAST POST - I WAZ TOO SLOW!) Aria opened her mouth to argue further when she heard the roar of the mini guns through her thoughts. She quickly turned back to the task at hand and started putting bullets in the Raider's direction, none of them landing close as she tried to focus.

A large earth pony stallion blew open the doors to the depot and stepped out. He took one look around and quickly spotted Strong Hooves and decided to target the big one. He stomped once and his battle saddle kicked into action, loading the two mini-guns. He bit down on a control lever and they started spraying small caliber bullets in his direction, trying to hit him before he got behind cover. (Rolled a few things on the danger of this place, heavy battle saddle came up. merry christmas Strong Hooves - Battle Saddle loot for you if you can kill the fucker.) "I didn't even get the chance to look at him. He may have been savable."

(Pffft. Fuck if I know - I lost control again cuz I walked away for pizza. *shrug* I'll roll with it. Say *rolls 1d20*... 5) Aria dropped her rifle and looked at Gizmo in shock. "Did you just... shoot Jettson?"

(leh lol - just roll with it. Skull - please look at your grammar and spelling. It's driving me and linguz crazy here. Try to stick with info you are given, ask about details you are not but want to know.) Aria continued firing, completely focused upon operating the rifle. She was soon in a rhythm of firing, landing one out of every three or four shots into a raider. She counted three ponies laying on the ground due to her bullets and shivered sub consciously. The raiders had already had their population cut in half, and they started to hide behind barriers more often. One sat behind a corned and cooked a grenade for a few moments before slamming it down with her telekinesis a few feet from Jet's hooves, detonating instantly. There was no escape from this explosion.

Aria frowned. "You speak as if you know their already hostile." She took her eye off her scope and watched Gizmo, studying his actions. As Strong Hooves approached the town, the same drunk ass pony wandered out of the depot and spotted the group on the edge of the town. Her eyes widened with recognition. "Fuck!" She stumbled back into the building and came out with a shotgun and started shooting in the general direction of the group, missing entirely. Several other raiders inside started scrambling for weapons and running towards the street shouting curses. The gunshots hit Aria's ear and she snapped back to her scope and focused on the pony standing in the street. She put the cross hairs on her head and hesitated for a moment before finally pulling the trigger. The shot from the gun brought pain to her ears and she flinched. The bullet flew left of the raider and she quickly ripped at the bolt, unloading the spent casing and bringing up the new one. She corrected for the bullets movement and fired again, this time using her magic to silence the gun, and placed the bullet firmly her chest, sending her to the ground.

(Absolutely positively hostile - but the E.F.S. can't tell the future. It will label them neutral/friendly 'till they see you and start shooting.)

Aria's ears perked up at Gizmo's words. *Sharp Shooters? That's plural.* "I agree. Me and Gizmo can cover you with our scoped rifles while you all go down and see who's down there. If a shot is made, we'll start shooting at the ponies down there, if not you come get us. Now go, scat. Let's get this over with."

Aria scowled. "You know I'm not a fan of the first option, but I will admit that I'm not to keen on running in unarmed anymore." A pony stumbled out of the store and continued to stumble into the depot. Aria quickly put her eye to the scope and frowned. From what she could tell, that pony was wearing plates of metal and other random bits strapped together into makeshift armor, much like the three raiders from earlier. She also had a rifle strapped to her back. Not much more could be made out. "That looked like a raider. Anyone else see that?"

(TIME SKIP!) And so the group traveled forwards for a few more hours, passing nothing of any value or particular interest. Few trees dotted this area and the terrain was relatively hilly and devoid of life. Before long, night fell upon the wasteland. The group now finds themselves on top of a hill. two or three hundred yards ahead, a small pre-war village stood, composing of ten or so buildings, though three had collapsed on themselves. They are all were somewhat small houses with the exception of two that were a bit larger. The first was probably a store or trading post of some sort at some time. The second had a line of rails running behind it and was clearly a railroad depot once upon a time. Experienced wastelanders would know that this rail runs straight to new appleloosa in one direction, and curved north to Canterlot in the other. Light flowed out of the depot and store's windows and some light could be seen coming from other buildings. Aria removed her eye from the scope of her rifle and looked around. "I don't see anypony down there. What do you think we should do?" She was a bit more wary of other ponies now that she had met two groups in the wasteland that hadn't hesitated to shoot at them.

(lol - not much one can do with that scope on the sniper rifle - has a crack in one of the lenses if I remember what I posted correctly. The hunting rifle's scope and mechanisms are all fine though. Also, fix your format plz.)

The hunting rifle was in decent condition, a little battered and worn from use but still 100% functional. The scope itself seemed to be in perfect shape too.

Aria shook her head at Jettson's suggestion "Not until I figure out exactly how it works." The real reason was that she didn't want to give up her spot on Garth's shoulder, but she wasn't gonna say that out loud. She studied the page that Strong held out. "And just pull out the box thing on the bottom and stick in another when it runs out?"

Aria took the bullets and dumped them into her bag, trusting the inventory sorting spell on her pipbuck to organize them towards the top. She looked over at Strong Hooves. "Bring it here then. I should probably figure out how it works before having to actually use it."

Aria frowned, contemplating the gun for a moment. "I'll take it. I'd rather not get up close anyways." She snatched the rifle with her magic. "Whoever has the bullets to this thing, hand them over. Now let's move." She inspected the rifle for a moment. "I will also be needing someone to show me how this thing works. I get the trigger part, but I don't understand the reload mechanism. It isn't the same as the pistol."

(Switching name to Aria so I don't have to keep making sure I say Melody all the time - Melody Aria Harmony is new name.) Aria brought up the compass on her pipbuck and pointed in their original heading. "Unless anyone has anything to do first, let's get moving again."