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Reconciliations; Coeur and Quick
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Topic Started: Aug 24 2014, 08:08 PM (318 Views)
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Quick Colt
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Aug 25 2014, 09:04 PM
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"You'd be surprised the things a pony can say while drunk." he told Coeur while rolling his eyes. "My life is in those bars, getting information. It's how I work."
As for Coeur's next question, Quick went silent... only answering after a few minutes. "I'm not a soldier."
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Coeur Greystone
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Aug 25 2014, 09:19 PM
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"You're a mercenary, aye? Might as well be the same thing sometimes. Tha's how I ended up joining the war. I was a mercenary for many years, before Whinns united as a nation and my father became King."
The unicorn shook his head. "An' you're deflecting it a bit. It bothers you, doesn't it."
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Byddaf yn ymladd ar gyfer y rhai nad ydynt yn gallu ymladd drostynt eu hunain, ac yn dinistrio y rhai sydd yn fygythiadau i fywydau pobl eraill.
(I fight for those who cannot fight for themselves, and destroy those who are threats to the lives of others.)
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Aug 26 2014, 03:17 PM
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"Huh. . . I figured as much. Only difference between us is that you're royal, and I'm just me." he told Coeur, taking his crossbow out to clean it as he talked, something that helped him to keep his focus off wandering thoughts.
". . . It's something that I live with, is all. Don't all soldiers do that?" he asked Coeur, although there was a slight, barely noticeable difference in the way he spoke 'soldier' as opposed to how he spoke every other word. Quick himself had a very varied opinion of soldiers. On one hoof, he knew they could be horrifying creatures, justifying horrendous acts on 'the country'. However, he did understand that some fought for a personal devotion not for their country, but for those who lived within it. Quick could relate to the latter, but scorned the former and all where it came up.
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Coeur Greystone
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Aug 26 2014, 04:33 PM
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Coeur shrugged. "Depends on what your definition of a soldier is. If ye consider folk like me and the warriors of my homeland to be 'soldiers', then I'd say 'no'. I've been around and caused quite a bit of death... it doesn't bother me. The idea that I could die doing what I do is just a part of what my people believe in, part of our faith."
He shook his head slightly. "I've seen soldiers become wrecks thanks to things they've seen. It's something that's always perplexed me."
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Byddaf yn ymladd ar gyfer y rhai nad ydynt yn gallu ymladd drostynt eu hunain, ac yn dinistrio y rhai sydd yn fygythiadau i fywydau pobl eraill.
(I fight for those who cannot fight for themselves, and destroy those who are threats to the lives of others.)
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Quick Colt
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Aug 29 2014, 09:44 PM
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"I'm not a soldier", Quick repeated.
"Soldiers have reasons to fight... Family, money, country... all things like that. Soldiers come home to those around them cheering or at least to something that celebrates them. I just go home to find ashes and the only thing I have left is a sister who despises the fact that I fight." he slightly ranted, staring upwards. . .
". . . and yet I do. I fight. I kill. I'm good at it. I slew four hundred thirty four diamond dogs in that war. I killed thirty one zebras. I murdered one gryphon when he fought in the southern front for the enemy. I killed . . . four hundred sixty six things in that war... and I can't even remember why."
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Coeur Greystone
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Aug 29 2014, 11:31 PM
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"Is that so? Ye sound like you're quite torn. You don't remember why you fought? Why you killed?"
Coeur shook his head. "That's disrespectful to the spirit of those you slew. Someone who fights should never forget why. Otherwise they just become a mindless killer."
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Byddaf yn ymladd ar gyfer y rhai nad ydynt yn gallu ymladd drostynt eu hunain, ac yn dinistrio y rhai sydd yn fygythiadau i fywydau pobl eraill.
(I fight for those who cannot fight for themselves, and destroy those who are threats to the lives of others.)
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Quick Colt
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Aug 29 2014, 11:33 PM
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Quick tilted his head towards Coeur, one blank. . . dead eye staring at Coeur. It was all he needed to do for the message to get across.
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Coeur Greystone
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Aug 29 2014, 11:36 PM
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Coeur sighed lightly. "...Come with me." The prince stood up, gesturing a hoof to Quick. "...Been a while since I've had to do this. I'm going to help you."
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Byddaf yn ymladd ar gyfer y rhai nad ydynt yn gallu ymladd drostynt eu hunain, ac yn dinistrio y rhai sydd yn fygythiadau i fywydau pobl eraill.
(I fight for those who cannot fight for themselves, and destroy those who are threats to the lives of others.)
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Quick Colt
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Aug 29 2014, 11:38 PM
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"Whatever. . ." he silently half groaned, half mumbled to himself. It didn't matter much anymore to Quick, and he was merely moving on from action to action in his life at this point. He began asking himself why he wasn't firing his crossbow now.
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Coeur Greystone
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Aug 29 2014, 11:40 PM
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Coeur lead Quick a little ways away to an open area, one of the places where he'd first practiced in Canterlot.
"...All the pain you have in you. Let it all out." Coeur knelt slightly in a stance, light slowly coating his body like armor. "Fire everything you have at me, Quick. Hold nothing back; I can handle it. I'm going to help you and I can't do that if you're dead to the world like this. Clear your head!" He didn't draw his blade, though. He was going to just dodge and block.
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Byddaf yn ymladd ar gyfer y rhai nad ydynt yn gallu ymladd drostynt eu hunain, ac yn dinistrio y rhai sydd yn fygythiadau i fywydau pobl eraill.
(I fight for those who cannot fight for themselves, and destroy those who are threats to the lives of others.)
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Aug 29 2014, 11:46 PM
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Quick stared blankly at Coeur for a few moments and set his crossbow down on the ground, taking an arrow out from his quiver. It was a magical arrow with a very. . .special kind of effect. "When I fight. . . I fight to kill." he told Coeur, sliding the arrow into his crossbow, then pressing it into a firing position within seconds, and readied his crossbow. . . aimed at Coeur.
"And when I fight to kill... things die."
Quick released the arrow, and before hitting Coeur it split into several large, razor sharp spinning disks. None of them would be straight, and some might graze Coeur, but the rest would fly past him. Quick set his crossbow down and did another 'push' reload, having a second arrow up and ready to fire ten seconds later. . . tri-shot, another magical bolt. Quick fired it once, and the crossbow reloaded instantly. He fired again, and it reloaded instantly. He then ripped something off his flak-jacket and tossed it at Coeur. The small object exploded into smoke, and neither Coeur nor Quick could see each other.
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Coeur Greystone
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Aug 29 2014, 11:57 PM
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"...I think you'll find I'm not so easy to kill."
Coeur's ears flicked as he observed the disks, swiftly moving his head and body to evade getting hit; a few did graze his side, but the light coating his body absorbed most of the blow; the tri-shot was swiftly dodged by a side-step, almost like a dance.
When the smoke bomb went off, the unicorn tensed up slightly, flicking his ears and closing his eyes. "Come on..."
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Byddaf yn ymladd ar gyfer y rhai nad ydynt yn gallu ymladd drostynt eu hunain, ac yn dinistrio y rhai sydd yn fygythiadau i fywydau pobl eraill.
(I fight for those who cannot fight for themselves, and destroy those who are threats to the lives of others.)
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Aug 30 2014, 12:01 AM
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Quick knew where Coeur was, and his crossbow was aimed there the entire time he paced around the smoke bomb. He carefully took off a small rune bomb and activated it, rolling it into the smoke to bait Coeur out, his crossbow ready.
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Coeur Greystone
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Aug 30 2014, 12:02 AM
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Coeur's eyes opened as he heard the rolling, leaping backwards with great speed. "What now then? 'Tis a bit of a shame for you to waste all your arsenal. Is this helping or are you still shelling yourself up?!"
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Byddaf yn ymladd ar gyfer y rhai nad ydynt yn gallu ymladd drostynt eu hunain, ac yn dinistrio y rhai sydd yn fygythiadau i fywydau pobl eraill.
(I fight for those who cannot fight for themselves, and destroy those who are threats to the lives of others.)
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Aug 30 2014, 12:04 AM
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Quick didn't even respond, his weapon raised to where he heard and saw Coeur leap. His mind did all the calculations, pulling his bolt's aim to just where he would be when it needed to hit him in the chest, and released his bolt while the pony was still in midair.
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