Dare

A small groan of exasperation escaped Poe as the mare ran off in a frenzy towards the district's exit. She understood why the mare had been skittish; after all, she was just looking down the barrels of two guns. It was survival first, in the end. Besides, she got a good read on the mare's face and complexion, there was no doubt in Poe's mind that she could locate the mare at a later time... when there wasn't such chaos afoot. She tsk'd again and turned back around towards the stallions, eyes narrowing, thoughts racing through her head; what was the game-plan? Who was he confronting? 'So much for a stealth mission.' Poe thought bitterly as the loud crack of gunfire met her ears, causing them to flick down instinctively. She reared on her hind-legs and darted forwards to the stallion's side. "Do you want to wake the dead?" she hissed sideways at the stallion before looking upon the fallen one at their feet, wincing slightly. "That must have been a nasty fall." she added quietly, igniting her horn to life and using magic to try and levitate the second stallion's body, as if she meant to suspend him mid-air. "Who is this?" Poe glanced sideways at the first stallion, a brow raised.

Aw this is cute! I'll definitely try my hand at this. Thanks for the opportunity!

@ , @@Cosmic Star Green eyes narrowed as she stared down the stallion, calculating. She sniffed at his statement, taking a step back for a moment and casting her gaze elsewhere, seemingly in thought. 'Not all the guards are soulless law following killers', the idea rang through her ears, ignited an excitement in her that hadn't been felt in a long time. Perhaps this was the way to go? Weed out the good from the bad and reform from there? "Good." She finally replied, standing up straight. "Everypony has caused death at some point nowadays, inadvertently or... otherwise." She mentally flinched, thinking back to her sister that had turned on her. There was no helping it. "All that matters now is if your intentions are good. And yours clearly are. So why do you-" But she was caught off at the sudden noise and the stallion rushing forward, pistols drawn. A small 'tsk' escaped her and she joined his side, peering into the shadows. "Put them away." She hissed sideways at the stallion as she pressed forth to the mare's side. Poe recognized her; she had seen the mare darting around in the past, but could never quite reach her. She knew the other was a survivor, but simply fearful of others... as she rightfully should be. But what was she doing here? "There there, its fine." Poe murmured, offering a hoof to the mare. Yet another noise snapped to her attention and she turned towards another roadway, where a shadow lingered and a sword lay on the ground. Poetry's eyes hardened and she looked to the stallion, giving him a nod and gesturing her head in the direction of the noise, as if to tell him to check it out. She didn't want to risk being caught by a straggling guard in these parts of the city.

The sky hung low in its grey, dismal overcast; as it did for many days, it seemed as of late. She couldn't remember the last time she had seen the Sun, and often wondered if it even rose anymore. With the Princesses been gone for so long, time always felt slow, yet fleeting; when day turned to night, nopony knew. Even weather seemed rare, aside from the constant grey clouds that loomed overhead. The only time it rained was when the guards deemed it, and even then, it was usually to wash away bloodstains from the streets, or worse - to sweep away the infected. Poetry had seen it all. She had emerged from her cellar with a swift kick of her hind leg, the hood of her cloak tugged up over her mane. She had heard hooves drumming by overhead and intended to find out what was going on. From past experience, it could be one of many things; the Guards hounding infected, either the Feather Pub or Deathwatch gangs on the move, or even - she hoped - survivors skirting in the shadows. Swiftly, silently she trotted along behind the shadows that loomed against the walls as they moved towards the neighboring District of Death. Poe grit her teeth, but she had to know what was going on; with a hardened resolve, she slipped in behind them, obscured by the shadows. Poe didn't even flinch at the confrontation, too busy jotting down notes with use of her magic to try and intervene with the inevitable execution. She hated it, oh did she hate it, but she had seen this all too often to let it get to her. Not that it didn't; at least not in public, where she had to put on a brave face if she were ever going to inspire other survivors. For every foal, mother and father gunned down in the streets, Poe wrote a poem for them by night, and each one she cherished and carried with her in her heart. A muffled sigh escaped her when the deed was done, and with a quick look to the sky in an act of silent prayer, she began to step forward. Their sacrifices were never in vain; for every pony killed, information was gathered to spread to others so that they may survive. Normally she would get a closer look at the victims to jot down descriptions but she froze in her steps as a stallion - one, she noted, that had been with the Guard - approached the bodies. Now, this was unusual; Poe quickly stashed her notepad back into her saddlebag and killed her magic, the glow fading from her horn. She pressed herself against a building wall and watched... what was he doing...? A survivor! Poe grit her teeth and lowered herself, ready to gallop at a moment's notice if the stallion had intentions to finish the job. Not if she could help it. Yet... she froze again, this time in shock, as the colt was lifted by the stallion - who Poe now noted was a Unicorn - and sent to seeming safety. This... went against her notes! The Guards didn't help their victims, at least not the ones she had documented, unless... unless this one was actually pure of heart, such a rare trait nowadays. Straightening herself, Poe stomped a hoof and emerged from her hiding spot. "By the stars, I have witnessed mercy." Came her somewhat muffled voice, the dim light of their surroundings revealing the bandages wound around her muzzle, a seeming safety precaution to the plague. "But who are you to give it? I thought nopony in the City Guard was capable of it any longer." Poe paused, her head inclining slightly, a suspicious gleam in her eye.

Either kindness or generosity. Maybe more so kindness. I love being nice and friendly. c:

A bit hungry. Just finished homework and had a salad but we're a little low on food at the moment, haha. Shopping is in order soon!

Oh man a Twilight fanclub, thats great! Thanks for sharing, and thanks for the well wishes~! c: And nice! The gym is great, I'm about to go on a walk myself!

@@Royce I'm great, thanks for poking in to say hello! How are you~? Also, your avatar made me guffaw!

Thanks so much~! I love your portrait by the way, Rarity is so pretty. c:

Thanks for the welcome! I actually got into the show right after season two started! It was pretty interesting to transition from disliking ponies to outright loving them. But no regrets, only happiness! I've watched every episode on air date since. c:

My Favourite Mane 6 Pony: Twilight Sparkle How did you find MLP Forums?: Google, actually! I decided to browse around MLP forums and this one was the top hit, so.. haha! How you became a fan of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic: Honestly? I was pretty against ponies in the beginning - part of the crowd that blew them off and got annoyed when they flooded my websites/forums. But I have a firm standing in that I don't like disliking something if I don't have any facts to back myself up with, so I decided to watch a few episodes to get some ground. Then I got hooked, and have been a fan ever since. Oh man, where to start. Hi there! My name is Dare, and its very nice to meet you all. I'm in my mid twenties and going to school to become a teacher, so woohoo! My OC is a unicorn and oh boy I feel as if I botched this already. Go me! I'm a huge nerd, specifically with Nintendo products. Don't even get me started on amiibo hunting, holy crow. I love writing and have been meaning to write FIMfiction for a while, but procrastination is my main enemy. That and school. Haha. But I've had some interesting ideas I've wanted to write out, so heres hoping I do that in the future! I plan on starting a reaction series once the next season comes out! Uhh I've been up since 5 and can't think now. Ho-hum. I hope to interact with you guys soon~!