private Outcasts

[arkman575 312]

ooc:http://mlpforums.com/topic/117578-outcasts/

 

The grey wolf had suffered from a long day with a hall of diplomatics. Like most days, it was yelling about land boarders and trade routs. After the hours of suffering, Seth Eclipse had taken refuge in a Canterlot bar, about two beers deep this far. He wasn't going fancy, he just needed to be alone and away from people. right now, the wolf was sulking in the back of the bar, his head resting on the table and the bear bottles close by. 

Edited January 1, 2015 by arkman575

[Concerto Dusk 240]

A few feet down the bar was a Griffin who appeared to be completely hammered. "Hey, bar pony thingy, get me another. I can still see straight. That means I ain't had enough." The Griffin, trying to drink away the past and to fit in at he same time, looks around at a group of boisterous ponies, one: f whom he recognizes.

[Pripyat Pony 2,608]

Diego sat near to the griffin, a bottle of cider next to him. He drank it thru a straw, having taken many and not bothered enough to use his magic to lift it. He was a unicorn stallion, with a black mane and tail and a coat patched with indigo and dark red, a familiar figure to many who frequented the bars. Diego drained the bottle, and signalled to the barkeeper with a hoof.

 

"Another hard cider," he said. "Make sure it's the good stuff."

[Concerto Dusk 240]

Getting up, he walks over to the table with the recognizable face. As he gets closer, he sees it is an old Co worker named nicknamed kook due to his talons. "Hook? What are you doing here? I thought you were dead?"

 

'Well, you thought wrong, I've been working in the kingdom, what about you? Oh yeah, That's right. Banished, not wanted. You lost."

 

Pissed off, he jumps at hook.

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The wolf looked up when the two griffons broke into a brawl. He muttered something under his breath about never getting some decent peace and quite. His judgment wasn't imparted yet, but his temper had already been stretched to the limit from today's work. Standing, he approached the two. Bearing his teeth, he gave a deep, loud growle.

 

"I came here for an honest drink pained for by hard work! If you fucking feather heads want fight, take it out back and let us working class drink our pay away!" He barked at the griffons, his growe increasing.

[Concerto Dusk 240]

Pinning hook, he turns to the wolf. "Feather head? Why would you call me that? I work hard to get my fair share. But this little fucker shows up. He deserves to be torn a new one." He says, throwing the Griffin back to his pony friends. "Lucky you, got a diplomat job after all this." As he turns, hook jumps onto Mirror.

[Pripyat Pony 2,608]

Diego looked up, annoyed. "Quit it, can't you?" he said to the brawling griffons. "Take it outside, for buck's sake. Some of us are trying to reach a state of mindnumbing drunkenness." He didn't want to use his magic, but would if pushed. Others tended to react badly to a demonstration of chaos magic, drawing the conclusion that Diego was related to Discord.

[arkman575 312]

The bartender, a large earth pony, approached the group. He slammed a hoof into the nearest table and stood on his hind legs. "Get out, you drunks! All of ya! The mutt, you two griffons, out!" He yelled, grabbing a bottle in his hoof to threaten the group. The wolf turned to the bartender, glaring at him. 

 

"What the hell! I was trying to calm this!" He growled. Seth advance towards him, only for him to get hit across the head by the bottle. He landed on Diego, bringing both to the ground. 

 

"I don't like wolves!" The bartender yelled, tossing the broken bottle aside. The wolf was already knocked out, so he heard nothing.

[Concerto Dusk 240]

Sending hook flying, Mirror draws a weapon from under his wing. "Sorry buddy, but he was innocent. I don't make messes involving innocent ponies anymore. You, are nit innocent anymore however." He says to the bartender. "I ain't drunk yet, I won't miss. Now, I hope you will take back your racist comment?" Any appearance of being drunk has fled through mercenary's body, who now exudes confidence and power, as well as sadness in his eyes.

[Pripyat Pony 2,608]

Diego growled, getting to his hooves. "All I wanted was to get drunk IN PEACE!" he yelled. Diego's horn glowed red with magic, and a blast echoed thru the entire bar, enveloping it in smoke. When the smoke cleared, the bar was full of tiny apple trees with rainbow coloured apples hanging from them, little puffs of taffy floating around dripping raspberry soda, and chocolate coins dropping out the light fixtures. Nopony was harmed, altho some of the patrons were looking confused.

[arkman575 312]

As the chaos built up, members of the royal guard could hear the fighting and yells. They stormed through the door, stopping at the sight of trees and other amounts of randomness. The bartender was now panicking, as he was being held at sword-point (whatever form of weaponry he was using). Looking to the guards, he gave a sigh of relief as magic enveloped the wolf, the chaos pony, and the two griffons. The bartender nodded to the captain and spoke out. "This is why Equestria can't have nice things. Fucking wolves, griffons, and this lousy excuse for a unicorn! If we didn't have these creatures, we wouldn't have much to worry about!" He yelled, getting a cheer from other patrons of the bar. With a confirming nod from barkeeper, the guards tossed the four animals, the wolf groaning

 

"What... the hell... happened...?" The wolf asked, his eyes clenched shut from the pain to his head. There was a bit of blood in his fur.

[Pripyat Pony 2,608]

Diego sat up and groaned. "Sorry about that," he said to the others. "That kind of just happens whenever I get mad. I've left more bars in that way than I could ever count." He blew absently at a stray taffy cloud which had followed the group out the bar and was dripping over the others.

[Concerto Dusk 240]

"Well, that didn't work at all. All I wanted was to get drunk and be normal. But no, that ass had yo show up, then the racist bartender. Sorry guys, this was all my fault. Of course, when that pony needs a job done, he can cry to some other merc. As for the apple trees, nice touch."

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The wolf opened his eyes to see the two above him, the ones that caused him to be thrown out. Still... he hated the bartender more for the hit to the head. "Well... Im down for the count for a while... Any of you mind checking me over? Tell me if I have a concussion? I would do it myself, but I can't exactly think right now..." He spoke, tapping a paw to his head, feeling the blood. "Damn it..."

[Pripyat Pony 2,608]

@@arkman575, @@Concerto Dusk, Diego looked the wolf over, mopping up the blood with a bar mat he'd appropriated before they were thrown out. He tied it round the wolf's head and stood back. "Nothing broken, head wounds always look worse than they are," he said, matter of factedly. Including the gryffon in his glance, Diego added, "You guys need someplace to crash tonight? You can always come round to mine. My mother won't mind; just one word of warning. Don't challenge her to a game of cards, cuz she'll take you for every last bit you have."