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| Demipower Aggressor Intervention Agency; Feb 2 5151, [Wishing Star] [Lucky] [Rough Cut] [Ask] | |
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| Masterweaver | Sep 26 2012, 09:31 AM Post #46 |
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"Well they weren't all grade A contracts. Sometimes a city will have an infestation of grade E monsters and that's like, you know, twelve contracts at once--I always gather everypony who needed help after I'm done and tell them to, you know, cut the pay since it was all one job. And then there were the times I just talked the problem down, that only took like an hour... I think that happened like, what, 27% of the time?" Fireflare gave Rough Cut an odd look. "You don't even know about monster grades, do you? You just think Monster equals Dragon or Hydra or something, something BIG. I joined to actually protect people, but you? You want to be a knight in shining armor, always taking on the dramatic challenges. I'm sooooo sorry that you only know about--actually you know what? Go down the hall, third left, then the fifth arch on your right. There are models of alllll the species the DAIA has dealt with and/or murdered over the years, BIG and SMALL. Guess what? Ponies are in there too! We say we intervene against Demi-Power agressors but really we'll stop anything that threatens innocent civilians. You want glory? Go slay a dragon. You want to save people, well, you need to be a lot more adaptable." |
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| Tinkertop | Sep 26 2012, 01:12 PM Post #47 |
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((My face when. Also skip.)) |
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| Lorventus | Sep 26 2012, 01:46 PM Post #48 |
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Rough Cut's face scrunched, she'd been frustrated and angry, but now it was beyond that, "Shut up!" She yelled, "You don't know anything about me! Stop talking like you do!" She stomped hard and seethed at Fireflare, "You don't know anything about me or my Order, you refuse to listen or bother to try and really understand what I'm saying! That lightning bolt on your ass has gotta mean you're fast at jumping to conclusions, cause you sure are jumping to them fast right now!" Another stomp, closer. She'd hit flash point and all her temper was now boiling away, leaving a red hot core of rage. No doubt Fireflare or somepony else was going to take the moment of silence to try and talk her down maybe 'explain' something, but that was summarily shouted down by a mighty bellowing of the words, "SHUT UP!" Then quickly followed up accosting the source of her antagonism first with words, but as she yelled she drew closer, "I'm not some dumb mare you can push around, why don't you stick your sanctimonious, holier than thou attitude up your ass!" By the time she was done yelling she had gotten very close. She snorted then threw a sudden headbutt, her universal response to somepony insulting her, or having even for a moment gotten the better of her. For Rough Cut this had officially become a pissing match and she would not be the first one to stop. |
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| Masterweaver | Sep 26 2012, 01:52 PM Post #49 |
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Fireflare blocked the headbutt with a hoof, sighing. "I'm extrapolating based on what I know. Why don't you tell me what this Order's creed actually is? Cause all I'm hearing is 'We do charity' and that's not exactly uncommon." She cricked her neck, jumping down into the arena. "Or we could do this the stupid way, you and me one on one, you get all your armor and your sword and I get my wings. Is that really what you want me to see? A filly so consumed by her anger that she cannot adequately explain her way of life?" |
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| Tinkertop | Sep 26 2012, 02:24 PM Post #50 |
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Wishing Star shut her mouth and cringed when Rough Cut suddenly turned towards her and shouted to shut up, but her demeanor changed rather suddenly when the angry mare tried to headbutt Fireflare. Oh hay no. She did not just try to assault her mare. "Moony, you sit right here with Glory and don't move, okay? Mommy has to go and slap a stupid cunt." she said gently to her children, pushing her daughter into her son's embrace and getting up off the bench. This had gone too far, it was time somepony put a stop to it. Clearly Fireflare wasn't getting the message about Rough Cut; some ponies couldn't be talked down to like that. Trying just made them want to fight. "That's enough, both of you! Fireflare! Go and sit in the corner, you're in time out!" she shouted down into the arena, before waiting a beat and shouting again to cut across the inevitable protest. "NO BUTS! You were going to start a BRAWL in front of our FOALS! GREAT EXAMPLE, MADRE!" "As for you, Fireflare's stupid sometimes and a little bit of a bully other times, but she means well. Can you let it go, at least this once? She has a really dumb way of showing that she's worried about somepony." said Wishing Star, turning back to Rough Cut and speaking in a soothing tone of voice. "I don't want to see my wife get hurt over something as stupid as this, and we really can't afford any hospital bills. Insurance doesn't cover fights." Edited by Tinkertop, Sep 26 2012, 02:25 PM.
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| Lorventus | Sep 26 2012, 03:03 PM Post #51 |
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Rough Cut was halfway into her armor before Wishing Star stepped in, it was on. On like mother bucking Donkey Kong. She was mutter and cussing under her breath in a language that sounded more like random growls than the simple understandable language that is Equestrian. She stopped though, already starting to become contrite. She looked at the foals then at them each, her eyes resting on Wishing Star right at the right time for it to be sort of simultaneous. She flinched and ducked her head and barely held in the 'Yes Mom'. For the first part and Tartarus be damned the second part too. It reminded her of the dynamic, Dad might have been the boss ninety five percent of the time, but every once in a great while you got an inkling that Mom was actually the boss and that Dad was only pretending. She looked down into Wishing Star's eyes and backed up a bit, feeling and quashing the urge to just say 'Yes ma'am' and be done. There might be some room to press advantage, there wouldn't be a fight, but the least she could do would stand up for her Order's honor even if her own was thoroughly tarnished by her intemperance. "Yeah fine." She finally spat out, "I wouldn't want to put her out of commission and send somepony needlessly to the hospital." Yeah sure, 'needlessly' She rubbed her nose with her foreleg which pulled away with a little streak of red. "Could do with an apology though, that was some Grade A bad assumptions she made about me and my Order." Her eyes darted past the mare to try and find Fireflare real quick to stare at the back of her head angrily, instead they found the foals then looked away. She hoped her superiors never heard about this not so little outburst, twice in one week, she'd be stripped of her banner or worse; made to do non-combat charity work in Canterlot for weeks on end. She shivered a little at that thought and how utterly boring that would end up being. Within a few seconds, before a proper call for apology could be uttered she nodded, "No, nevermind I, she doesn't need to." She let out a long sigh as a way of letting of mental steam. She wanted nothing more than to continue ranting, to run up and show the larger than average pegasus what it was like to have a larger than average heavily armored mare land on you. Rough Cut didn't though, reminding herself that it was not OK for her to beat up adults in front of their children no matter how effective they were at pissing her off. |
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| Masterweaver | Sep 26 2012, 04:08 PM Post #52 |
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"...I am sorry that I made assumptions about your Order. I have never heard about it before and tend to assume my own superiority in combat over other ponies." Fireflare was crouching in the corner of the Arena obediently. "Man she's got you whipped," Brick Wall observed. "...I will not dignify that with a response." |
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| Tinkertop | Sep 26 2012, 04:24 PM Post #53 |
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"Thank you for apologizing, Fireflare. Rough Cut, it's very big of you to be so understanding. I'm proud of both of you. Now, if we can all play nice and act like big fillies from now on, we'll say no more about it." said Wishing Star kindly, before returning to her children. Both foals were snickering at the big, tough mares who had been so easily shouted down by their little old mommy; it was actually a very funny sight to behold. |
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| Solrac | Sep 27 2012, 11:53 PM Post #54 |
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Well that was certainly interesting. Relucesco didn't care much for debate, he hadn't the patience for arguing in endless circles, and was surprised it had taken so long for the two to decide to settle things in battle. After all words only brought things so far, it was action that accomplished things. He was actually rather interested in seeing what the results of the bout would be, but Wishing Star soon put a stop to that. It baffled him that she had, twice at this point, brought warriors to heel with naught more than a few stern words. Sure she'd yelled this time,but it was still quite the feat. "It seems Miss Star's silk hides steel." He said eyeing the mare with a bit of admiration. "I suppose their differences are settled for now, but I never knew grown mares could be sent to the corner." He said dryly. |
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| Lorventus | Sep 29 2012, 12:09 AM Post #55 |
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Rough Cut nodded silently to Wishing Star as she thanked her and left. There was a beat then Lucky spoke, causeing Rough to look up at his face, "Yeah, I think I know who's in charge in their bedroom, now." She stood for a bit longer then started moving toward the corner that Fireflare had sat down in. It took Rough a lazy minute or two to arrive, she needed a moment anyway to figure out how to start. She decided to be a little dramatic, placing her sword on the ground before calling out to the nearby mare, "So, you wanna hear a story?" She smiled, "Figured you might want to know how I joined the order, should give you a little insight into everything." |
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| Masterweaver | Sep 29 2012, 11:00 AM Post #56 |
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"...yeah sure, why not." |
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| Tinkertop | Sep 29 2012, 04:21 PM Post #57 |
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"Anyone can be sent to the corner, Lucky. Isn't that right, little ones?" said Star, before reaching down to tickle her children mercilessly. Glory Star couldn't yet talk, settling instead to burst into a fit of gurgling giggles, but Moonshine managed to hitch out an agreement after a moment or two. "Thank you for the compliment, though." "So, what do you think it is that makes you fighter types just want to grab a stick and bash each other in the head? I mean, Fireflare and Rough Cut are pretty similar; they both like to fight, and try to protect others, they're both pretty unfeminine and aren't the brightest. You'd think they'd get along like a house on fire, but instead they try to knock one another's block off first thing." |
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| Lorventus | Sep 29 2012, 10:58 PM Post #58 |
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Rough Cut sat down next to Fireflare and began with a loud sigh, "About ohh ten years now I ran away from home with my work harness, some plates of metal stuck to my sides and an old spear. I thought I'd go out and see the world, be a famous adventurer, just like you said I wanted to be, kill a few dragons and live in the lap of luxury for life. Food, lovers and booze, the good life, ya?" She paused a moment to reflect, it had been a bit of a foals dream. "I got as far as Siberia, before I realized how dumb it all was, I'd nearly died four times by then. Manticore sting, dehydration, a drake... well a very young one," She admitted almost immediately, no time for exaggeration. "And a legit lion. It hurt, a lot and like I said I nearly died. A pony saved me from the lion, I was still hurt from fighting the drake. He was everything I wanted to be, well, except the being a guy part, I like my bits thank you very much." She grinned, patting the lower part of her stomach. "Anyway, he wore this great armor, big slabs of steel, a shield mounted to one shoulder and a sword held by his magic. He was pretty great, but he was also a healer, knew how to patch a pony up really good. His armor though it had a funny little mark on it," At that she pointed over at the half pile of armor, "So he put me back together and helped get me back to Equestria. Back to where you don't have monsters roaming everywhere." She shook her head a bit, "I realized then after a year of getting my flank bitten stabbed and burned that all this was nice, but it wasn't all that much fun." She stopped and gulped, "I went home, or rather I tried to. When I got there, my house and the mine were gone, sunk into the ground by some angry Diamond Dogs. Nopony knew where my family was. I couldn't track them, it'd been too long, the trail was too cold. So I went and did the only other thing that I had survived doing, I went adventuring again. Kinda dumb in retrospect, but what else was I supposed to do. Too young to start my own mining buisness, plus I'd need to find someplace pretty rich in minerals to bother with it. So out into the wilds again. I went south and east and west and after a few years I got pretty good at getting out of scrapes, even managed to get enough bits to buy myself a brand new set of armor, fitted to me and everything." She looked up and smiled wistfully. "That was a good six years ago. Right about then I ran into a bit of trouble, broke my leg walking down the street, pot holes, they're killers I'll tell ya. I didn't have anymore money, but my luck was the stallion who'd saved me from the Lion, he was right there, ready to help me again. He was different though, the armor was gone, his weapon had been a a sword as sharp as a razor and that was gone too. Ya know what he said when he saw me, laying in the street bawling like a foal? He said, 'Huh, deja'vu.' That jerk. He asked me such dumb questions, but he fixed me up again, right there in the street as if it were nothing. I caught a look at his flank, which was quite choice, had a scalpel that looked stitched on by stitches. Kinda creepy but it made sense in a way." She paused a moment to look around, "I asked him what it was all about, where his armor was, his sword. Wasn't he an adventurer? 'No,' he said, 'Not anymore, kiddo. Got tired, every member of the Order does eventually.' That was the first time I'd heard of the order, the first time anypony had mentioned it to me. But as he helped me to my room, he explained it all, 'The Order exists to help Ponies.' I asked him about the DAIA, every one of you guys seem to love that line, 'We Help Ponies!' and it sounded alike. He said, 'Sort of, but they do so through warrior action, the Order prefers a more subtle touch. For example, every charity hospital in Equestria has at least one member of the Order on staff.' So then you're a bunch of doctors? Fighting Doctors? Wasn't there some creed against that? Again he said no, 'Do no harm in the hospital. Outside though the Vows are thus First: My blade is the blade drawn in defense of the helpless. Second: No pony, zebra or gryphon shall come to harm while I am able to prevent it.' I was confused at first, but it makes a twisted sort of sense, inside the hospital they are healer, outside they are a bulwark against the deprivation of monsters both the gnashing teeth sort and the pony sort." "At least that's how I understood it at the time. It took a while to recover and he never failed to come by and check up on me, we talked a lot, I hit on him relentlessly, but well I think he saw me as some wounded squirrel or something cause I practically threw myself at him and nothing doing. I think he must have been a colt cuddler, 'bout the only way he wouldn't take some free flank." She shrugged, "Ah whatever. Anyway, a month or so later I was back on my hooves and a few weeks after that I was back up to form. Four years of fighting had toughened me up a bit, I'd gotten good at swinging a sword, surviving attacks and getting around with a heavy pack and heavy armor. He must have recognized this because he invited me to join the Order around then." "I was super excited to join, be just like him except never stop fighting, that'd gotten real fun after I stopped getting my tail kicked every five minutes. Once I got to the place though I was well, to be honest, really Sisters Damned confused. The local outpost for them was a hospital. What group that has fighters in it has a hospital as its like guild hall!" Rough Cut threw her arms up, "It was weird, but when I met with the leader for that hall, it was intimidating. He was old as dirt, but the scars on him screamed 'I've kicked so much flank in my life that I could kick yours with three hooves tied up!' but he was the kindest gentlest old stallion I've ever met. Head of Surgery too, he was my twice savior's boss." She stopped a moment for effect, looking down at the ground and shuffling her hooves a bit, "They gave me a physical," she looked at Fireflare, "A physical! As part of their assessment of my abilities. See they don't just let anypony come in off the street to join unless they want to be a nurse or a orderly, to get into the Militant part of the Order you have to already be hard. You can't be a criminal, you have to care at least a little about ponies and well, you have to be willing to learn how to heal. The way they see it, just fighting monsters is not enough, you gotta be able to help the ponies you've saved survive more than just the immediate peril, but also get back to their loved ones. Not a lot of good to survive a timber wolf attack if you die of an infection walking home on a broken leg, ya know?" She waited a moment, hopefully a nod or other positive acknowledgement would fill the space. "So they spent a few months getting me up to snuff on that stuff, I can put in stitches and set bones well enough to get a pony out of the bush, but not so well as others can. They let me join, gave me my colors and told me to go do some good. They had a deal with the local DAIA office, we took the missions that they couldn't get rid of, stuff nopony wanted to do, guarding jobs mostly. Sometimes they'd have a fresh one, kill monster X. Thing was, while I was allowed to talk to and get jobs from the DAIA, the order said that I could only fly one set of colors and that joining them would be the same as flying the colors of the DAIA. It's part of their weirdness, same as having to learn the difference between a sprain, a strain and a break." She shrugged again, "There after I did a lot of fighting, more than I had in the previous years. I helped more ponies than I even thought I would and saw so many die. Its been hard. I got hurt less and less though and its been almost two years since the last time I got really beat up. The order keeps asking me every time I turn up with somepony in tow, if I've seen enough if I want to settle down and help them heal ponies rather than going out and killing monsters and bandits. I say no, because, if we all just stop fighting, all of us in the order and out. Then the bandits and monsters will just kill and maim everypony who leaves a city for any reason. I gotta keep fighting, ya know." She smiles, "So that's about it. Last part's a bit weak, I know, but whatever I was getting tired of talking." |
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| Masterweaver | Sep 30 2012, 07:28 AM Post #59 |
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"Oh, so you're a Helper!" Fireflare nodded in understanding. "You could have just said, you know, most ponies don't think of it as the Order. There are a lot of Orders." The pegasus shrugged. "It's a thing." AFter a moment though, she leaned forward. "But... there's one thing I don't understand. You say that you're sworn never to associate with other organizations, but I've known Helpers to willingly join DAIA missions or become DAIA members themselves.... heck, you just said they have a deal with us. Are you absolutely sure you fully understand your oaths? Cause that's a glaring contradiction right there." |
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| Tinkertop | Sep 30 2012, 07:34 AM Post #60 |
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((My face when people are making shit up on the fly, skip)) |
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