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Rhett shrugged, "Well for starters...everything! How in the world...actually, there's no need. I almost freaked out when Mel first showed me her magic, so all the things you just told me would surely make me go insane." With a heavy sigh and a hand running through his hair, he looked outside to see it had finally stopped raining. "Goody, it stopped pouring. I need to get a few more things out of my car. You guys can come out if you want, or just hang out here, since I need to do some yard work for a bit before dark." He turned to Gleaming, "As I told Melody, don't go into my room, please. Especially not my closet. There's some...stuff I'd rather not let anyone see."

Rhett lifted his head slowly, opening his eyes. He made a face that told he was deep in thought, but after a few moments he stood up and walked over to the wall. He stared at it and then slammed his head as hard as he could into it. Then again...and again...and once more. 'This day just gets better and better!' He thought sarcastically. 'Eh, it beats having to crawl over one hundred degree sand with just your boxers.' He then turned around with a large smile, "Alright, I'm just going to pretend I have a single notion about anything you're talking about!"

@Taylor GearGrinder Kathia rubbed her chin, 'Hm, I may have something for you. Give me a moment, as it's inside." With that, she turned around and entered the building, which would be assumed as her house. Sam walked over to the sword which he had his eye on, taking it from the rack and inspecting it carefully. His own sword was child's play compared to this, although it was a bit long for his liking. Maybe he could get some proper training for it. He held it in a defensive stance and twirled it around some, finding it to be lighter than he thought.

@Taylor GearGrinder Sam nodded, but inside he was wished he had never brought it up, and hoped it didn't damage her feelings towards him. He looked over to the sword she was talking about, "Yeah, looks like a fine blade. I think I see one that fits me, though." The one he was talking about was a long-sword with a black and blue handle and pommel, as well as the blade having a small golden line down the middle. It looked very fine, but he worried how much it would cost. Maybe he could haggle a bit, seeing as Kathia was basically family. Kathia snapped her fingers, breaking Sam out of his trance. "Alright, I have a few pieces you might find interesting." She held up a small breastplate with a neck brace. "This should do you fine. Good solid build, heavy on the armor aspect, light on the body." She also held up some small chain-mail and other smaller, but important pieces. "I think the breastplate, the arm guards, chainmail and a new pair of gloves will be fine. You think so, Rose?" He smiled.

@Taylor GearGrinder Kathia nods, "Alright, let me see what I have. I just finished an order for a group of travelers, but I should have what you need." She turns around and starts looking over the various items around her forge. Sam looks to Rose, moving a bit closer to her ear, "I don't want to seem...mean, but what was with the growling? I don't know everything about Keidran, but did I do something wrong?"

Rhett lifted his head and opened his eyes, "So, if I'm hearing this correctly, you guys have guards. As in, for a military or just for home?" He scratched his beard, 'If that's the case, what's the government like? I mean, I assume it's a Monarchy, but I've been wrong before."

@Taylor GearGrinder Sam smiled, rubbing her arm. He honestly felt the same as Kathia, but here he was. Kathia nodded, "Well, all the more respect to you. Anyways, what are you looking to get this day, Sammy?" Sam gave a slight sigh, seeing how he forgot to write down a list. Thankfully, he could remember the more important stuff. "Well, I was hoping on getting some armor, a longsword and maybe a bow and some arrows." He explained. Kathia crossed her arms, "You're going to need to be more specific on armor. Travel? Combat? Maybe just a cloak, I wouldn't know."

Rhett opened one eye at Gleaming. "He was my spotter when we were in the military together. We were basically brothers, you know? He'd risk his neck to save me, and I would do the same." He closed his eye again, "When he got discharged, I took that picture of him and kept it with me since my last tour. Been here ever since."

Rhett snapped out of his trance at the sound of Gleaming's voice. He gave a slight cough, looking to him. "Sorry, I do that sometimes." He then looked back to the photo,"Yeah, he's my partner...or, was my partner a few years ago. Wonder how the guy's doing after all this time." With a wave of his hands, he laughed. "Ah, look at me. Getting all emotional over a dude. That's not manly at all." He walked over to the couch and sat down in between the two, laying his head on the back of the sofa and closed his eyes.

Name: Franklin Benson Age: 27 Nationality: African-American Appearance: Has shortly cut black hair, green eyes and a five-o'clock shadow. Stands 5'7, but makes up for it in muslce. He has a small, but noticeable limp from an accident while deployed in his left leg, and wears small rimmed glasses.

Yeah, lets just do his squadmate then. Should I do a sheet for him, or...? Because I plan on having him appear in a couple days or so.

Yes and no. I'll just tell you now that it's a double framed one, with a picture of his wife and kid, and the other is his squadmate years ago. I was planning on having either his friend or son join in, but I dunno. Either one is interesting, yes? Actually, nevermind. I just looked back to see Rhett is 25, which now that I think about it is completely unrealistic for being a Navy SEAL and having a 18 year old son.

@Totally Cerberus Hey, since you have Melody and Gleaming, I was thinking of making another character as well. You know, to even things out, if you will. I don't want there to be three ponies, so I was wanting another Human to join the gang, that is if you're okay with it of course.

Rhett gave a small hum of understanding, still looking at the picture frame. Feelings were starting to boil up inside of him, a mixture of hatred, regret and others he didn't know. His face was blank, eyes not even blinking. That combined with these new arrivals was eating away at his sanity.

Kathia smiled, "Well, that's good to hear. A good swordsman requires a good sword, yes?" Then with a bit of a smirk, she turned to Sam. "Anyways, I see you've been busy. If you would have told me years ago Sammy would get a girlfriend, I would have laughed. Good to see I was wrong, though." Sam cocked his head, "Is it that obvious?" Kathia shrugged, "I'm getting in my years, Sam. I've picked up a thing or two. It's not my business, though, and all I care about is what you need from me."

Rhett nodded, "Yeah, you two are myths from the Greek culture. Unicorns are things for children's stories, and Pegasi are from Greek mythology. As much as i really don't want to know, for my head may explode, are there any other ponies besides you two, or..." He glanced down to the small table beside him, eyes meeting a small picture frame.

For me, it would definitely be the opening cutscene for Shadow of the Colossus. The original on PS2, mind you.

Rhett simply stood in the doorway to the living room, looking out the large window at the rain, which had started up again not too long ago. "Yeah, but unusual is an understatement." He chuckled. "As I told Mel yesterday, you two aren't necessarily...supposed to exist. Speaking of which, I literally just noticed you have wings. That makes you a...pegasus, right?"

You know, I've been a metalhead pretty much my entire life since I can remember. Sadly, I've never really gotten into metal before the 1990's(I'm a stickler for modern prog metal, what can I say). However, my dad showed me this band and I have to say, it definitely made my top three bands in just two songs. These two got me into them, plus the fact it's original Rob Zombie, so I mean... I should listen to more old school stuff, yeah?

Here's some pics of me! It's weird how the camera automatically smoothes my face and stuff, but I digress.

Rhett nodded and put the lid back on the milk, which he now realized he had left out earlier as well. It wasn't ruined, but it wasn't as cold as it would be had he put it in the fridge. "How am I forgetting simple things?" He muttered to himself. He put everything back up and grabbed both bowls, then came back over to Melody and Gleaming. "Hey, feel free to sit down on the couch or something. You ain't got to just stand there, you know?" He said with a smile. "Also, here's your cereal, Mel." He handed the bowl over, hoping she'd take it with her magic Honestly, he wanted to see her use it again. It was gnawing at his brain to understand how and why it was working.

'Hm, so that explains that.' Rhett thought as he ran some water over the dirty bowls, thinking he would fix up another batch. He noticed Gleaming's grin before, he just really didn't think much of it. Who knew ponies could have messed up face muscles, right? He went to start making some more cereal, looking at his watch and seeing it was a little past eleven. Breakfast for lunch wouldn't be that bad, by his standards. "Hey, I'm gonna make some more cereal since the others got ruined. It'll be done in a minute, Mel." He then looked back to Melody. "Sorry, is it alright if I call you that?"

Rhett attention was back to full when he picked up on a faint whispering. Even though he couldn't make it out, he could hear it a lot more clearly than the average man. He was trained like that, and it did have it's perks from time to time. Deciding he had moped around long enough, he stood up and walked into the kitchen, paying no mind to the ponies. He grabbed his bowl of cereal, but realized it had become to soggy for his liking. As he dumped the bowl in the garbage, he glanced to Melody and Gleaming. He opened his mouth to say something, but just grunted softly and put the empty bowl into the sink, as well as Melody's, who he hoped didn't mind.

Rhett listened to the ponies' conversation, still face down on the couch. The more he listened, the more questions he had. 'Royal Guard? Princesses? There's no way they're from the United Kingdom.' He thought. 'What are they even talking about with the portals? Oh, magic...right...' Suddenly, he found himself short in oxygen from the sofa, so he picked up his head and got his breath back together. Once he was good again, he simply sat back and stared blankly at the black TV screen, letting his mind wander.

Rhett moved aside, letting Gleaming have some space to move. "Race, Human. Name, Rhett." He sighed, wondering if it would become routine. He closed the door and went into the living room, plopping on the couch face first. "Why me, God? Why me of all people?" He mumbled.