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As Chip reached the outside of the cave with Dashia he saw a griffin to the side with an unconscious mare next to him, the mare had what appeared to be a slave collar on.

 

Chip rose his rifle aiming directly at the griffin, still not saying a word due to how upset he was and he really didn't feel like talking right now. He just let Dashia do the talking and if she fired so would he.


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Dyna was standing with Chip, still sobbing a bit over what had happened, however, her sadness got distracted by what was going on at the moment. She saw the unconscious mare and the griffin. She did not recognize the slave collar as she had never seen those before. 

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     Anna was having feverish dreams, maybe because of how beaten she was. But the question was, what does a wastelander have nightmares about? Their whole life is a nightmare. Foals dream of monsters chasing them, creatures with creepy features, being trapped, or alone, but there were all things that probably happened in most wastelander's daily lives. So she wasn't really resting, instead she was constantly twitching, and kicking. Maybe it was from the rain hitting her coat, but it was mostly the nightmares making her panic.

 

    She was sprawled out in a awkward way, and didn't react when she had a collar wrapped around her throat. As soon as the other approached, Anna sudenly woke up with a gasp. Did she seriously fall asleep here? Was she that tired and lacking in energy? Apparently so, her belly gurgled loudly and made her curl up and moan. The world spun around her and she didn't react to the situation. Anna wanted it to all end, and she didn't care if she was going to get shot. Apparently that cave had ponies, just as she thought... but she wasn't thinking at all now. Her mind was blank, only filled with how hungry she was.


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Before the Pegasus mare woke up I was confronted by a pair of waste landers that walked out of the cave. To be honest the collar really only gave off one type of impression about me and it was one that was sorta true. I stared at them through my darkened visor observing there equipment. One was a unicorn that looked rather green but his face told me otherwise, the other one was another God damn fucking Pegasus. Seriously are you all invading the wasteland now I mean sheesh twice in a row. There arsenal included a scoped rifle and a pair of recharger rifles. None of those weapons had any chance in hell to puncture dead boy equipment, but caution was advised. No helmet on the Pegasus or unicorn so none of them had S.A.T.S which gave me a deadly advantage. "Ah ah ah we wouldn't want this little mares head popping off now do we?" I proclaimed as I twirled the detonator in my power armored claws. I quickly drew Agony which was still chambered with armor piercing rounds. " So I prefer we sit down and have a nice chat," I growled. To be honest I had no quarrels with these wastelanders, even the Pegasus with her sad excuse of a powerarmor set. I wasn't scared of a fight but I would prefer not damaging my armor any more. Taking a second look there appeared to be a filly behind the wastelanders. Was that there kid? Didn't really matter, but it does complicate things a bit more. Noise and movement came from the mare but she didn't seem really responsive right now.

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Chip gulped as he saw the griffin raised his weapon as held the detonator with his talons, he was still upset from what happen earlier but he chose to speak up. "There has already been enough innocent blood shed, put down the detonator and we will lower our weapons... then you can lower yours." Chip suggested with a depressed tone to his voice.

 

Chip really didn't want anymore blood spilt especially if he could prevent it, he couldn't stand how those ponies glared at him earlier as if he were at fault for the deaths.


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Anna, as she moaned and curled up on the ground, finally noticed the collar around her neck. She looked at her situation, trying to find the smartest thing to do [iNTL 10]. Her mind worked quickly, noticing the 2 ponies aiming a gun at a armored griffon above her with a detonator. She was now officially a slave, as she gently rubbed her hoof against the collar. Her condition must of made her fall asleep while scouting near the cave. Now that wasn't the smartest thing to do, but Anna's mind was a bit foggy right now. She measured her options, trying to decide what to do before something bad happened. Instantly the mare decided that she wouldn't live the life of a slave, nor would her baby, and she would risk everything to avoid that.

 

With all her guts, Anna unsheathed her sword. It was a magnificent silver that glistened in what limited light there was, the rain rolling down in drips. With her mane soaked, as well as her clothes, the pregnant mare rose with the dirtiest and nastiest of looks on her face. She cocked her sword back and ripped it upwards with a jerk.

 

[Nerd Rage! perk. When health is bellow 20%, Strength is raised to 10 and Damage Threshold is boosted by 15] 

 

"AHHHH!"

 

*SHING*

 

The sword ripped through the griffons armor, cutting into the talon holding the detonator. It went through the armor and made a clean, deep cut, into his arm. This would probably result in him dropping the detonator, which Anna had planned. That meant that it could land on it's button and blow her to bits, but she refused to live as a slave. Of course her foggy mind didn't put 2 and 2 together and realize how being alive is better than being dead, especially when your putting your child's life in danger. Oh well.

 

Anna fell back, nearing falling over unconscious again. She breathed heavily as that took out all her energy.

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"Ah yes, my apologizes. My name is Doctor Alexander Stronghide. This place, you ask what it is? This place is a place of healing, a sanctuary for the outcasts of the wasteland, a place where ponies can really find their purpose and their selves again. I certainly hope that you could understand what we had to disarm you of your weapons and sight, the safety of my people come foremost" 

 

"Isn't that the pony that stole the chip from us?" Aile whispered softly to Crackshot as doctor finished his sentence. 

 

He sighs and rubs his forehead before looking at the group with sincerity then continues "Which brings me to my next point, this chip. I have been informed that this chip belongs to a group of ponies that have weaponized that awful wasteland virus and attacked a few towns before being stopped. It is my duty as the leader of this city to do all I can to protect my people, and I can't do that if I don't know what this chip is, so if you would please tell me all you know we would be in your debt."

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Normally when someone says we'll drop our weapons they usually meant we'll drop you with our weapons. Coming from the unicorn I didn't really feel any attempts at malice. Truth be told my little stunt here would usually warrant shotgun diplomacy. The unicorn didn't have a shotgun but he did have diplomacy and that was something that caught me off guard. Normally they complied to my orders or just shot at me immediately. When I think about it wearing the colors of Red eye on your flank wasn't really a good first impression. The pitter patter of the rain continued to ring into my ear causing me to groan a little.

 

  It was quiet, too quiet the only thing keeping us aware of each others presence was the rain and our eyes. The silence was broken as I heard something shuffling behind me. Too my surprise it was the pegasus mare that was was asleep half unconscious and half dead a few moments ago. The look of scorn was the only thing I could see before she turned into a blur and a sharp pain engulfed my forearm. Many ideas,thoughts, and warnings surged my mind as I saw the mare cleaving her way through my armor! "What...what type of blade is this!" I yelled at the mare, I got no response as she fell to the ground. Looking at my arm I saw a clean slice that went through armor and flesh, the detonator once in my hand was now on the floor. 

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Seeing the events unfold right in front of him, Chip saw as the detonator for the collar fell to the ground. Jumping on the opportunity to save the mare's life... at least from removing her head from her shoulders via remote detonated explosives, he took the detonator in his magic and levitated to him. "I'm sorry about what just happened," he said hitting the button on the remote to release the collar from the mare. 

 

Chip set his rifle onto his back and looked back to the griffin. "You lowered the detonator and I will lower my weapon, now lower yours and perhaps we can talk this over as you suggested earlier. I can also tend to your wound if you like." He offered keeping his eyes on the griffin.

 

Chip was usually rather adept at greeting strangers with a smile to help them feel more comfortable around him, but after what happened in the cave he had a rather depressed demeanor about him while his voice was calm and collected.


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Dyna started to think more about the collar. "It must have been some kind of an explosive. I must learn more about it. It might be useful for me. I must learn of all the explosives that are out there" she thought to herself determined to learn the secrets of the collar. 

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"Yeah," Crackshot muttered back to Aile, "looks like it."

 

He turned his attention to this...Alexander. Seriously, the hell kind of name was that?

"Well it's not like we were coming to shoot the place up," he remarked, curling his upper lip in a scowl, "You left us no choice in the first place."

 

"As for the chip," he continued, "All we know is that some heavy duty faction wanted their hooves on it. Came after us in the middle of nowhere for it."

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Anna was on the ground again, and this time it didn't seem like she was getting up. The mother-to-be breathed heavily as she laid defeated on her side, like a fish out of water. Her health was dangerously low, she could of used a stimpak, or even better, a full meal. She didn't really want to be part of this, she wanted to keel over and die. Let her bones be part of the rubble and dirt like the rest of the wastes. Anna moaned in pain as she dropped her sword and was grasping on tp consciousness. There was a chance if Anna fell asleep again, she wouldn't wake up.


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I was outplayed...outplayed due to pure negiligence and the tenacity of a mare. The way it played out seemed almost like story book. However luckily for them I was no true villain of the wasteland. The unicorn still talking diplomacy despite me being injured and without leverage. The unicorn even offered to patch me up, these ponies were releness I'll give them that. A soothing sense of relief washed over me as the medical function in my suit pumped me full of pain killers and healing potion. The once large open wound in my forearm sealed itself leaving no trace. "Alright I'll play nice pony, just make sure that Pegasus of yours makes sure she doesn't fire on any of my talons." The mare who attacked me looked like she was on her last legs. Walking over I pulled out a healing potion I usually saved for talons that got hurt during missions. I rested her head on my arm as I carefully poured the magical contents into her mouth. "'I collared you to get answers, here's to hoping this is a better idea."

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Ezekiel had to admit he was a little more endeared to this pony now that his cards were on the table. He almost sounded like the Arch-Druid, with his domain as a place of sanctuary and healing.

 

"There introduction was indeed a hard sell, but I believe these ponies ultimately mean well."

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Dashia picks up the collar and tosses it far enough from the group to prevent harm to them. She then unleashes all her attacks on it from a distance, destroying the collar. She then returns to the group.

 

She demands of him, "if you have any more of those collars, give them up now." He can still see her Rifle is still trained on him. So are her eyes. She looks dead serious.

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Chip tossed away the detonator remote after Dashia destroyed the collar. As he returned his gaze forward again he saw Dashia was still livid at the griffin with her rifle still fixed on him. 

 

Chip walked up to Dashia setting a hoof on her shoulder. "Please just put down the rifle, he is willing to talk if we ourselves can be civil." He said firmly noticing his words were having little affect, he then remembered the state she was in and felt about playing this card. He leaned in close with his lips only inches away from her ear. "Is this really the side of you that you want Dyna to witness." 

 

Chip pulled away from Dashia and looked back to the griffin who was still tending to the mare who was in poor shape.


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Dashia sighs, "No...but it's those collars. A while back I was waring one. Its a long story. After that I have an ongoing hate for them."

 

Dashia moves away from the Griffin. She watches him but other wise says nothing. She hopes the mare is ok. "I hope her baby survives. We should take her to New Cloudsdayle. She can get rest food and medical treatment there."

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Dyna watched the collar get blown up with sadness. "I wanted to study that. I wanted to tinker with that and see if I could not make use of it. I am very good with explosives you know" the sad tone evident in her voice. She walked up to Dashia and sat with her. 

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The healing potion I gave to the yellow Pegasus should have helped with the pain and ease her stomach. Water I had but I didn't know if strawberry snack cakes were the healthiest things to eat in her condition, well desperate times calls for desperate measures. Pulling out a bottle of purified water I repeated the process of steadily pouring it down her mouth. As I was doing this the armored mare destroyed my collar firing off both her weapons in order to do so. Hey lady I didn't destroy other people's property cause I got offended. The little filly seemed almost sad at seeing it go, did she like explosives? THe mares demands were swiftly swatted out of the way by the unicorn. "So pegasus ,where's that black insectoid armor you guys love wearing so much? I mean the one your wearing looks like a pile a junk, where's the good stuff? I believe a helmet and the ability to have four energy weapons on a battle saddle would be highly beneficial." I stated as I pulled out the box of strawberry cake.

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Dashia says, "what you think I am of the enclave. I am no enclave dragoon. I am a free Pegasus. I chose my life. I don't have it chosen for me."

 

Dashia didn't like his attitude. She then says, "This is commeing from a mare who is a mare. For one in her condition almost anything will help. Here give her this as well."

 

Dashia hands to the Griffin a set of her sky rations, rations designed for flier females. "These were specially made for me. However they should help a pregnant mother sense I am on my cycle at this time."

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Anna didn't say anything or react to anybody. She just gulped down the potion, food, and water. The potion definitely did something, since she no longer looked to be starving. Her ribs weren't showing anymore, and her coat went from a unhealthy dull color to its normal shade. This probably helped heal whatever damage was done to the baby too. She stopped breathing so heavy but still laid sprawled out on the ground


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I accepted the ration bar from the non enclave pegasus and fed it to the yellow one that was laying on the floor. Giving her the potion was the right call, she looked way healthier now. The yellow mare greedily accepted the food and drink that went into her mouth, honestly I would have to if I had nothing to eat in three days. "Thank you, and I asked about your equipment not your affiliation. Besides you don't really act like a soldier, so I could tell you weren't enclave as soon as I looked at you." The acidic rain continued to pour on top of us, the bulk of my suit shielding the mare from the stinging water.

 

 I tried my best to ignore the large hole in the forearm of my suit. The arm was stiff and barely responsive, I had to fix this quick or I might regret it. I turned to look at the other two...three ponies,"so what are you guys doing here anyway and is that your kid?" Waiting for an answer I lightly tapped the mare below me trying to get a response. This whole trip was ridiculous and I didn't know how I could easily explain this back home without heavy criticism.

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Dashia says, "She is more like a sister. We just meet a few days ago. As for what we are doing out here, we are going to my home. You wouldn't know of it because you don't live there. And I was raised to bare an open mind but some events have closed certain doors." Dashia says still not trusting him. She then says, "I will show you as long as you don't try anything funny and we can get this mare there. She looks about ready to birth and I don't think we need the scent of blood on the air here. Hellhounds have good noses."

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Ignoring the first set of questions I asked the not enclave mare decided to answer the second set instead. Her answers were vague at best and judging from her tone she didn't really like the first impression I gave off. Despite her obvious dislike she still offered to take me to her secretive home. Further sending me down the rabbit hole of constant questions lingering in my brain. Opening up one of my suits many compartments I pulled out a rather fluffy pillow for the yellow mare to rest on. Standing back up on all fours I let out a sigh of relief as the rain began to die down again.

 

 "Ma'am were gonna have to learn to trust each other if we have any chance of traveling together, and lucky for us I got the solution to our problem. If you hire me and make a contract I am bound to the contract until you yourself dismiss me or break one my conditions. Due note payment is a requirement and if you dismiss me you must pay to do so. I am however flexible in this department and would gladly accept multiple forms of payment. If you accept my contract you will receive the services of a heavily armored and highly trained escort." I proudly quoted as I lifted my arm to my chest despite my suit giving off a defiant whine. Stating business was always a tedious and boring affair. However mother always insisted I do this in order to be what she called charmingly professional. But if doing this allows me to find out what these bozos are up to and still get payed I'm all for it.

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Dashia says, "Papa is the one you would have to earn the trust of. He will be expecting us, once I can get this Damn radio to work. Bucking storm... always interfering when one needs it the most." She sighs.

 

"To be Honest, a contract is something I don't make. Earned friendship is more binding. Traveling with us grants the usual portion of whatever we take out. If we complete an objective with our mission it just means the world will live longer. It complicated and if my friend here desides to tell you, then it his choice. Now I answered your questions. Please answer one of mine. Are you or are you not a Slaver? If not, then I apologize."

 

She looks to Dyna and says, "Sorry about the collar, but I hate those damn things." Dashia shutters at the memory.

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